He was on his way home from work when he got a strange feeling as if something big was about to happen. He got those feelings from time to time and, once in a while, they turned out to be prophetic. This would be one of those times.
Turning the corner at the end of his block, he saw a strange car in his driveway.
Wondering if the car might be what his odd feeling was about, he thought: I wonder who that could be? The car looks familiar, but I can't remember whose it is.
Stealthily, entering the house through the back door, he heard muffled voices coming from the other end of the house. Creeping down the hallway, he tried to make out what the voices were saying. They were unintelligible. Reaching the bedroom doorway, he found the door open. As he looked inside, he saw two gorgeous women on the bed. There were some scented candles burning on the night stands and soft music playing on the stereo.
As he surveyed the scene, he understood why the voices he'd heard were unintelligible. They each had their face buried in the other's cunt. What made the scene even more bizarre was, one of the women was his wife, Dana. As usual, she looked beautiful in her nakedness. She lay on her side, with her face pillowed on the inside of the other woman's thigh, frantically licking and sucking on a lovely pussy with short red hair framing it. Her partner was in the same position on his wife's thigh devouring her, dark brown framed, cunt.
Wow! he thought. This is amazing. I've thought about seeing something like this for years. I've got to get in on this. Hey, I know that redhead, that's Tanya. She's always looked good to me, but never better than right now. This is my lucky day.
Dana's friend Tanya had come to visit from the coast. He'd known she was coming, but had forgotten. Watching the scene in progress, he became instantly hard. They didn't even notice him walking into the room. They were so far gone on their way to an orgasm, nothing mattered save their own need.
"What the hell is going on here?" he shouted.
It was as if he'd shocked them both with a cattle prod. They jumped and sat up in the bed, wide eyed and frightened. Tanya tried to cover her tits and cunt, but discovered it wasn't possible, with only two hands. Her tits were magnificent white mounds that jiggled as she shook with fright. Her red hair hung in waves around her face. Her body was every bit as fantastic as he'd imagined it.
"Oh, my God. Hank, what are you doing home so early?" Dana whined. "I'm so sorry. We just got carried away."
"Get up, you little slut," he ordered.
Jumping off the bed, she stood as if at attention. Knowing she was in more trouble than she'd ever been in her life, she didn't want to make it worse.
"I'd better go," Tanya said weakly.
"You aren't going anywhere 'til I tell you to," he said.
"I have to go. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me," she begged.
"Oh, it's all right for you to lick my wife's cunt, but I'm not supposed to be offended?"
"No... it's not all right, but I don't know what to do."
"What would your husband think if he knew what you were up to?"
"Oh, God. Please don't tell him about this. He's so good and straight. He'd never understand. Please don't."
"You stay right where you are until I tell you otherwise, understand."
"Yes."
"Don't you mean, yes Sir?"
"Yes, Sir," she replied.
"Now, you little slut," he said glaring at Dana. "What have you got to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry, Sir. I don't know what happened. I've never done this before, but it just happened. Please forgive me."
"Things like this don't just happen," he said sarcastically.
"No, Sir. I know; I've been very bad. I won't do it again."
"How will we make sure of that?"
"I must be punished?"
"That's right. Go and get the paddle."
She went to the dresser, returning with his favorite ping pong paddle. She held it in her open hands and presented it to him.
He sat down on the settee and said, "Get in position."
She lay down on his knees with her hands on the floor on his left and her legs outstretched to his right. She spread them wide and only her toes touched the floor. Her ass was in perfect position for the spanking she knew was her fate.
"Tanya, get over here so you can see better," he ordered.
Leaping from the bed, she came around to his right, and stood where she had an unobstructed view of Dana's ass.
"Dana, you will get fifteen swats for this offense. You will count each one aloud. Don't lose count or we begin again."
"Oh, Sir. That's more than I've ever gotten before. Please, not so many."
"You've earned more this time than you ever have before. Don't forget to count," he said, delivering the first blow right in the center of her ass across both cheeks.
The noise of the paddle striking her soft yielding flesh was reminiscent of a thunderclap. She screamed, "Oh... one."
The next five were in quick succession and he looked at Tanya as he delivered the sixth. Her gaze was fixed on Dana's ass, which had become fiery red.
