I was driving through some back roads in northern New Hampshire (USA) on a cold winter's night. I stopped to help a woman I saw on the side of the road in her car. Recognized her as we had met earlier that day at an event at a mutual client's site, She was older than I was and it turned out she was a teacher at a nearby woman's school.
I was 25 and she was 42. We stopped for dinner. She was hungry and had been stranded for 2 hours. After we had dinner and were walking back to the car, she confided to me that she had been thinking about an old boyfriend of hers and had been having naughty thoughts as we had been chatting over dinner. I was somewhat surprised, but also kind of turned on. It was dark outside, and as we approached the car in one of those concrete parking lots with multiple floors, I realized we were completely alone. I liked her body scents. I was suddenly extremely hard. I pushed her gently but steadily against my car and kissed her lips.
Her neck. She looked up at me and then turned to face the car, sticking her bottom out at me, as if she was presenting her bubble butt to me. I smacked it with my open hand, and it made a snapping noise against her tight skirt. I held her waist and spanked her again, this time, more forcefully. I held her wrists together above her head. She began to protest, but then looked at me, smiled and purred her approval in southern gothic dialect. I stood in disciplinarian posture spanking her ass and realizing how much I enjoy spanking, punishing, inflicting pain. She was soaking wet and remarked how much she needed masculine mastery, force, and control.
I was so hard at this point my hard thick cock was pressing visibly against my jeans, but I didn't let myself give in. I admonished her and told her that she had been a naughty, but hot seductress. She had several reasons i learned later, why she flooded so profoundly, when a man spanked her. I could smell her scent and it excited me fiercely. Primitively. I needed to capture her cave-man style and bring her to my cave and impregnate her. This woman's scent of arousal was compelling to me. I grinded against her bottom a little bit, but then continued her spanking. Her rear was getting redder and redder. It almost matched her face and neck which had grown quite crimson and warm at her thought of being spanked in a semi-public space. Her submissive womanly body was on fire now. I slipped my fingers between her legs and felt her drenched pussy and then lifted my fingers with her scent to my mouth and I sucked them. She tasted so musky and ready.
Then we got into the car and drove back to the hotel I was staying at. We stopped for a martini in the hotel bar, but it was so crowded (it was now about 12:30 or 1 AM). She looked ravishing at the bar, her nipples were protruding through her sheer black blouse. Men and women were noticing how hot she looked. Our secret was that we both knew how turned on we both had been (and still were). Her red lipstick glistened in the light, and several folks "accidentally" bumped into her, grazing her bountiful bosom, or knocking her ass a little bit as they moved down the side of the bar. As we walked to the elevator and began the ride up to our suite, I couldn't help but kiss her and fondle her bottom.
Her breasts were warm and soft as they rubbed against my chest. As we tumbled into our room, I closed and locked the door behind me, and then placed her over a large overly furnished chair (the kind you always see in large hotels but never sit in-they're just too large). I placed her in such a position that I could lift her skirt up above her waist exposing her bare bottom to me.
