“Just listen to me and do as I say,” I told her. “Take a hot bath and freshen up for me. Put on one of your tight tops and your short red leather skirt. And I want you to wear my favorite panties, you know which ones. And put some champagne on ice. I’ll be home in an hour.”
On my way home, just thinking about the night ahead gave me a raging hard-on. When I walked in the door, Andi met me with a glass of champagne. Her hair was hanging loose, her firm breasts pushed out against the tight top, and her skirt was so short that she could not sit down without revealing her creamy thighs. Andi had also added her own touches to her outfit, red sling-backed high heels, and bright red lipstick.
After downing half the glass of champagne, I removed my tie, and jacket and sat down/ “Come stand in front of me,” I told her. She quickly obeyed. As she stood still, I ran my hands up her thighs to her buttocks. I firmly kneaded her cheeks while she whimpered. I rubbed my face against her breasts, and occasionally nibbled at her nipples, watching them grow erect and clearly visible through the wet cotton.
“Raise your shirt so I can see your breasts,” I said. Andi tugged hard to get the tight shirt over her beautiful breasts. I played with her exposed nipples as she moaned.
“Play with your breasts for me,” I told her. Andi didn’t hesitate, grabbing her breasts and rubbing them with genuine enthusiasm. “Put one in my mouth,” I directed. When Andi held her breast to my mouth, I wasted no time licking and sucking it to my hearts content. As I nibbled on her hardened nipple, I felt her body tense and she began rocking on her heels. “Now the other one,” I told her, and delivered the same biting and sucking on her other breast, well aware that she liked the feel of teeth nipping at her tender nipples.
“That’s enough,” Disappointed but obedient, Andi dropped her arms from her chest. “Now, turn around.” Andi did as she was told. “Lift up your skirt.” Gathering the leather, Andi lifted the skirt until she was holding it above her waist. Her well-toned buttocks were a lovely shade of pink from my squeezing them earlier, but there was something wrong. She was wearing a white thong that had lace trim on the back where it rode up between her cheeks. I was expecting my favorite black thong with its sexy black strap nestled in between those perfect ass cheeks.
“I told you to wear my favorite panties! Either you disobeyed me because you like the white ones better, or you like the spankings you get when you don’t follow my instructions,” I said with a firm slap to her ass. Andi yelped when my hand made contact with her bottom. “Turn sideways, bend over and grab you ankles.”
When she assumed the position, I practically came in my shorts, but there was work to do. “When—“ I slapped her right cheek hard, “I give you—“ another slap, this time on the left one, “an order—“ the right cheek again, “I expect it—“ another slap to the left, “to be obeyed.” Another slap to the right. The spanks were hard enough that Andi had to struggle not to fall forward. “Do-you-understand-me?” Each word accompanied by another hard smack until Andi cried out “YES!”