It was a little past 10 when I heard the garage door open-Mr. Vince must be home, I thought.
"Hey Nina, how was your night? I hope the kids weren't too rowdy," he said, entering the living room. Mr. Vince was a nice guy- recently divorced, handsome and fit for his age at 34, and always a great tipper.
"Your kids are the sweetest, Mr. Vince. No problem at all!" I exclaimed.
He reached into his pocket and retrieved my pay from his wallet. "Thanks for giving up your saturday night, Nina. Pretty girl like you must have all sorts of plans. "
"Actually, Mr. Vince, I'm planning on going over to a small house party after this and was hoping to change clothes here, if thats ok with you." I said, looking down at the yoga pants and tshirt I had on.
"No problem at all, Nina."
I grabbed my bag of stuff and headed to the bathroom. After applying a tad more makeup, I stuffed my 36DD tits into a tight little crop top and pulled a tight miniskirt over my tanned thighs, only a tiny thong covering my ass. Then I shook my dirty blonde hair out from my ponytail and took one more glance in the mirror to check the makeup rimming my green eyes. As I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to get the rest of my stuff, I heard Mr. Vince exhale loudly.
"What the hell are you wearing, Nina? Am I supposed to just let you walk out of my house dressed like that?"
"Mr. Vince, I'm 19 years old- a full adult."
"Your ass is barely even covered. Here, grab this pencil for me," he said as he dropped a pencil on the ground, towards my feet.
I attempted to squat down and get the pencil but Mr. Vince made a "uh uh" sound until i stood up and tried to bend over at the waist. My skirt was so short and restrictive that I was having a hard time. I felt Mr. Vince move behind me and watched as my uncovered ass came into full view.
"Now what kind of father would I be if I let you walk out of the house in this slutty little outfit? I think i need to teach you a lesson about modesty, young lady. "
"I'm sorry, Mr. Vince, but that really doesn't seem like your place."
"I don't remember asking you, Nina. Now bend over this counter and take off that strip you call underwear so I can teach you a lesson. "
"No, Mr. Vince. I'm way too old for a spanking."
"You're never too old for a spanking. Now do as I say." He commanded while putting his arm forcefully on my lower back.
I grunted as he lifted my skirt over the tops of my thighs and stripped my pussy of my underwear. In my bent over position, I was helpless to his force. He grabbed the hair at the back of my neck with his left hand and started rubbing my cheeks with his right.
"This is because you've been a little slut, Nina. Admit it." I grunted in response and I felt his hand come down in a hard smack.
"I said admit it, slut. Now." Smack.
"Yes sir, sorry sir. I've been a dirty girl" I said as I felt his hands rubbing my now red ass.
"Good girl, but not good enough. I think you need some more spanks." He said as he slapped my right then my left cheek in quick succession.
"Mmm, daddy loves how your ass is turning all red." he said as he admired my ass. He spanked me harder, switching from left to right, high and low, even hitting my pussy with his hand.
"Does daddy's little girl like that? I can see your pussy dripping. "
"Mmmmm yes daddy. Your little slut loves it." I exclaimed as i felt him exploring my hole with one finger. He pushed it in slowly, then circled it around inside me till he heard me groan.
"You're gonna have to work for that baby" he chuckled and removed his finger, then put it in my mouth. "Suck, slut. How do you taste?"
"Yummy daddy," I replied, drool dripping down my chin.