A few days after I got home from my extended trip away I had a phone call from Julia inviting me to dinner in two weeks time. Her best friend and spanking devotee Barb was coming too and Julia was hopeful that Barb and I would hit it off. She chatted and giggled about the great time we had on the farm and assured me that her husband Sam was looking forward to the dinner. Later the same day I had an unexpected phone call from Sam and we discussed some surprises for the girls, after both calls I was really looking forward to the dinner party.
During the next two weeks I spent most of my spare time on the Internet reading all I could about Domination and submission. I also paid a visit to a specialist leather goods shop and purchased some interesting items. A courier carried the parcel of toys to Sam’s medical rooms so he could take them home in preparation for what we hoped would be a big night.
I arrived on time at Sam and Julia’s large home and Julia opened the front door and flung her arms around me in welcome.
“Jeffie, so good to see you again.” She bubbled with enthusiasm. “Sam and I are so glad you are here, come inside.”
We kissed as Julia took a bottle of wine from my grasp and she escorted me into the living room. Her husband Sam was sitting in an armchair with crutches leaning against the wall beside him, I walked over and we shook hands.
“Good to see you out of the wheelchair Sam,” I said. “How are you feeling?”
“Coming along well thanks Jeff, the physios seem to love hounding a doctor for a change.” Sam waved me to sit on the couch as Julia brought me a glass of beer. “Barb should be here any minute, she’s always a bit late.”
“How’s Rebecca?” I asked Julia as I sat down. “Still feeding her well Mum?”
“Oh yes Jeff, I’m still making too much milk, like to relieve me of some more later?” Julia giggled wickedly. “My baby is staying at her Grandmother’s tonight so she won’t be interrupting us at all.”
“Maybe I will Julia, let’s see how the evening goes will we? You still want to surprise Barb by me spanking you before dinner? That ok with you Sam” I inquired.
“Oh yes, that’s fine, Julia needs a good spanking from you again.” Sam laughed. “I can’t wait to see Barb’s face.”
Just then the doorbell rang and a giggling Julia ran to welcome Barb. I stood to meet Barb as girlish chatter could be heard from the hallway. Sam grinned as we waited and he shook his head and shrugged his shoulders in mock resignation at the delay.
Finally Julia ushered Barb into the living room and I was immediately attracted to the newcomer whose face seemed vaguely familiar. Barb was what would be described in the media as a BBW - a big beautiful woman. As Julia made the introductions I took in the very attractive face with longish dark hair and a brilliant smile. She was nearly as tall as I, probably around five feet, nine inches with a curvy figure of large breasts, slimmer waist, a bum that would be a spanker’s delight and shapely legs.
As Barb and I shook hands she smiled and said, “Ah the famous rescuer from the storm of my best friend and her baby, nice to meet you Jeff.”
“Very nice to meet you Barb, and I don’t know about the famous bit.”
“From what I heard you did a great job in difficult circumstances.” Barb smiled as she moved over to kiss Sam. “Hello Sam darling, great to see you out of the damn wheelchair.”
Julia poured a glass of wine for Barb and pushed her friend and I to sit on the couch together.
Barb looked at me as we sat and said, “You realize that they are trying to pair us up don’t you Jeff?”
“Yes, I did get that impression.” I laughed as I looked at our hosts. “And I have no problems with that at all, do you?”
“Oh no, not at all.” Barb laughed as she sat closer and rubbed her shoulder against mine. “Who knows, I may need rescuing myself some time?”
The four of us laughed and we made small talk for the next fifteen minutes or so as we ate some savories and sipped our drinks. Julia winked at me and nodded to let me know that she was ready for the first surprise of the evening.
“How long will dinner be?” I asked Julia.
“Um, it’s running a bit late, about another half an hour.” Julia replied with a little worry in her voice.
“But you said seven thirty Julia, we won’t eat until eight o’clock?” I said in an annoyed tone. “I thought we talked about this up on the farm?”
“I’Im sorry Jeff.” Julia gazed down at the carpet as she quickly caught onto my ruse.
Barb interrupted with concern in her voice, “Hey it’s ok Jeff, we can wait another thirty minutes, don’t get upset. Sam and I are used to Julia’s lateness habit.”
“No, it’s not good enough Barb, and Julia knows it. When you invite friends for dinner it should be served on time, don’t you agree Sam?”
Sam nodded his agreement as he looked gravely at his wife. “I really think she should be taught a lesson.”
“A lesson?” Barb was aghast. “Are you both crazy? We are here to have a fun night and suddenly it’s very tense.”
“Barb, please be quiet and move over to the other armchair, Julia, come here.” I could hardly keep a straight face as I spoke.
Barb was so shocked she couldn’t get off the couch quick enough to get away from me. As she sat in the chair and took a large swig of wine Julia rose to her feet and moved to stand in front of me with her head bowed.
I slid over into the center of the couch and patted my knees. Without any hesitation or word of argument Julia placed herself face down over my knees. I heard Barb gasp as I grasped the hem of Julia’s skirt and pulled it up over her back, baring her thong-clad arse. I raised my hand and brought it down firmly on her firm right cheek. The sound of the smack was soon followed by several more as I commenced the planned spanking. Julia was soon squirming around on my knees and moaning loudly as her white skin turned a lovely pink color. I glanced at Barb who was sitting open-mouthed on the edge of her chair watching her best friend get spanked. As my hand rose and fell I looked at Sam who was having trouble keeping a straight face, fortunately Barb was too engrossed in the spanking to look over at her host. I stopped spanking and pulled the thong over Julia’s bum and down and off her legs. I spread her legs wider apart and resumed the spanking. The slow spanks were hard now and Julia’s cheeks bounced delightfully each time my hand landed. She was giving delighted yelps with each spank and obviously enjoying the situation. Suddenly Julia’s body stiffened and then shook as she orgasmed over my knees. I stopped spanking as she moaned loudly from the sudden release. I stroked her back as I pulled her skirt back down to cover her pink arse cheeks.
When she had calmed down Julia turned over in my lap and pulled my head down and we kissed. I heard Sam roar with laughter and we looked over to see a speechless Barb sitting and shaking her head from side to side in bewilderment. Julia laughed, kissed me again, jumped off my lap and rushed over to hug her friend.
Sam and I were laughing loudly as Julia told Barb that she had been set up and that we had planned the spanking. She pulled her friend out of the chair, kissed Sam and then the two girls went out to the kitchen to attend to dinner. Sam and I laughed about Barb’s reaction as I assisted him with his crutches and into the dining room. I noted with satisfaction that the dining table was large and sturdy with strong legs similar to a pool table. Sam and I chatted easily and made some plans for later as I tended to the wine for dinner and soon the girls returned with the main course.
“I ought to break this plate over your head Jeff,” Barb laughed as she sat opposite me. “You gave me such a shock out there, but I can take a joke.” She looked directly at me with sparkling eyes. “I just hope that you’re not a one-woman spanker. Now, you three, tell me what went on up at the farm, details, details please.”
As we ate Julia told Barb the details of what had happened during the storm up on the farm. Sam and I occasionally managed to get a word in when Julia paused for breath or a bite to eat. I blushed bright red and looked down at my plate when Julia told of how she used my mouth as a breast pump for her extra milk.
“So you are a breast man Jeff?” Barb asked.
I raised my head with a wry grin to see that Barb had loosened two buttons on her shirt and was showing a generous amount of cleavage.
“Oh I’m partial to all parts of a lady, their brain as well as their body. I love to know what makes a lady tick, her needs and her fantasies.” I explained. “I have been interested in D/s for years and to meet Julia like that in the storm was just amazing.” I looked over at our hostess, “But continue with the story please Julia.”
Julia finished the story of the storm in graphic detail as we completed the first course. Barb laughed loud and long when I told of how Sam had scared me when he made his sudden appearance in the wheelchair.
Julia cleared the plates from the table and refilled the wineglasses. “Dessert is ready as planned Sir Knight.” She said with a giggle and a curtsey to me. “Would it be all right with you if we rested for a few minutes between courses?”
“Certainly wench, please be seated.” I laughed as I turned to face Barb again. “So tell me Barb, what experiences have you had with spanking?”
“Well I had a boyfriend about five years ago who one night talked me into letting him spank me.” Barb smiled as she recalled her memories. “I thought he was crazy but once he got started I just got so excited and turned on. When he screwed me I had an orgasm like never before, it was just amazing. We experimented with bondage too and I really loved that as well as spanking. Pity the man was a complete dick-head in most other areas, but the sex was great. We split after about four months and I haven’t been able to find another man interested, hopefully that situation may have changed now.” As she spoke Barb rubbed a foot against my leg under the table. “I must admit I loved being under his control too, taking orders from him made me feel very submissive, and sexy.”
I started to ask a question but Barb jumped in first.
“Just because I love to submit in private doesn’t mean I’m a doormat the rest of the time Jeff.” Barb looked very serious. “I hold a responsible job and, contrary to some public opinion, we big girls do have brains. Treat me as an equal in public and a naughty girl in private, and we will get along well, ok?”
“Absolutely fine with me Barb, just because you are submissive doesn’t mean you don’t have brains. I think Julia and Sam will agree that I treated Julia with great respect up on the farm.” I said as I rose from my chair.
