At half past noon Chelsea Parker found herself hastily beating a path through the employee parking lot to her car. This was the second Wednesday of the month which meant she'd be spending her lunch break at home. She would not be eating lunch, however.
A month earlier, Chelsea had made the grave error of driving home from an office party under the influence of too many Cosmopolitans and managed to knock over several trash cans as she made the turn into her driveway. Angered and more than a little frightened by his wife's shocking lapse in judgment, her husband Jake took her across his knee and proceeded to give Chelsea the spanking of her young life. Later, as he lovingly slathered her swollen, crimson ass cheeks with a healing balm, Jake announced that she would receive an additional spanking every other Wednesday afternoon for the rest of the year.
This arrangement was convenient to his work schedule and the fact that it interfered with hers was as he phrased it: "Tough titty!"
Chelsea arrived home at ten to one. She dashed from her car and flung the front door open.
"You're five minutes late." her husband called from the bedroom. "Remember what I said about five bonus swats for every minute you kept me waiting?"
"Twenty-five extra?!" Chelsea whined as she tossed her purse onto the couch and began removing her shoes. "It wasn't my fault! There was traffic!"
"There's always traffic, Little Miss Alibi. Now are you going get in here and over my lap or do I tack on another twenty-five?!"
"No, no! I'm coming!" the young woman responded as she scurried through the living room, unzipping her skirt as she spoke.
