The Woman in the Supermaret

This is the second part of the Series "The Woman at the Supermarket" I suggest you read part one first.

In the first part of this story, Betty had given Mark a damn good over the knee spanking. She had just finished the spanking, and now wanted her reward.

Betty told Mark to get up and put his hands on his head. While he recovered she found the postal tube and removed one of the end stoppers. She slid out two straight rattan canes. They were both quite short at about 29 inches long, presumably cut to fit in the tube. The thinner stingy one was like a senior school cane about 5/16" thick. The thicker one was a real thumper, 3/8" thick like a reformatory cane.

Betty lent back on the chair, pulled up her skirt and spread her legs. She said, "Get on your knees and thank me properly for spanking you. If I haven't come in five minutes you will be touching your toes for six of the best with each of these canes."

Mark quickly got to work stroking his fingers up Betty's legs to the top of her stockings and beyond onto Betty's alabaster white upper thighs. He felt her up through her white cotton panties. It was clear to Mark how much Betty had enjoyed spanking him as she was already wet and ready. Mary unbuttoned her blouse and pulled down her lacy bra so her nipples projected out lewdly. As Mark was busy touching her up, Betty stroked and pinched her nipples.

Mark pulled aside Betty's panties and teased her clitoris while probing lower down. Mark told Betty to lift up. When she did, he pulled down her panties and took them off. Mark went to work with is tongue on Betty's clitoris while pushing his fingers into her vagina. Betty writhed about in pleasure as Mark demonstrated he knew all about the G spot. Betty was already excited from spanking Mark, so it wasn't long before she came. Maybe Marks bottom would be spared the cane that evening.

After a minute or so, Betty looked Mark in the eye and said, "It seems that you are a good boy after all. Let me take off all these clothes and get into bed.

They both got up and embraced, kissing on the lips for the first time. Betty took off her clothes as quickly as possible and they got into Mark's bed. They cuddled up and made out. There hands were everywhere, discovering each others bodies for the first time. After a while, Betty sat up and said, "Lets have a closer look at what we've got down here"

She masturbated him to bring him rock hard. Mark was a pretty big boy in that department and Betty said, "Look at the size of this thing, I've got to have some of that."

Betty jumped up and straddled him, impaling herself on his penis. She liked being on top, and started riding him like a proper cow girl. After all the edging, Mark was desperate to come. But he knew enough to know, that ladies come first. Fortunately Betty came quickly, and Mark was free to squirt his massive load into Betty. Betty gasped and said, "Oohh, you are a good boy, you can do that to me any day you like."

They lay in bed cuddling for a while, then Betty said, "So what's a systems programmer and why do you have a pager?"

Mark knew too much detail would bore Betty. So he just said, "We setup the big mainframe computers and keep them running 24/7."

However, Betty was surprisingly interested and asked, "What do mean by 24/7?"

Mark said, "The main computers in banks and the like, need to work perfectly twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. Some of them only get shut down for a few hours every six months. If the computer screws up, everything stops working, and the customers go mental. They page us, and we have to fix it immediately, whatever time it is.

Betty asked, "So, do they pay you to be on call, and carry that pager."

Mark smiled and said, "Absolutely, system programming is one of the best paid jobs in computing. They pay us extra to be on call. They pay for two phone lines, so you can dial in, and talk at the same time. We drive about a lot on business, so they have to give us a nice car and its part of the package. They pay for all the cars expenses, including oil, petrol, cleaning, everything."

Betty said, "So what happens if you crash it, do you have to pay for it?"

Mark laughed and said, "No, but Evil Lyn, the car manager goes mental. She's really called Evelyn, and she's quite nice, as long as you haven't crashed your car. If the crash is your fault, she really has a go at you. Then she gives you the punishment car until yours is fixed."

Betty asked, "So what's the punishment car?"

Mark smiled and said, "Evil Lyn deliberately bought the worst car in the world; a crappy 1300 Lada the same colour as baby sick. Everyone laughs at you because its so crap."

Betty sat up saying, "So the punishment, is you have to drive a free car thats an awful colour. If I was Evil Lyn, it would be pants down and touch your toes for a good dose of the cane! Plus another caning when you got your car back. What else do they give you in this 'package'?"

Mark replied, "Quite a lot actually, free private health care, a non contributory pension, a bonus if the customer is happy plus an annual bonus of 10%. They give us free shares in the company, but we have to stay with them for three years before we get them, it's to stop us leaving. The Christmas party is amazing, the whole company goes away with our girl friends or wifes for the night in a posh hotel. All free, drinks, dinner, someone famous as the entertainment and then a dance. They leave nice presents for your partner in the hotel room, on the dining table and again at breakfast. Its considered very important for the company to keep your partner happy. Once, I had to work a weekend we had booked to go away. They immediately sent her flowers, chocolates and wine. They refunded all the money we had lost, and paid for me to take her out for dinner to make up for ruining our weekend."

Betty said, "You live in a different world."

Mark admitted, "Yes, I suppose we do."

Betty then said, "Seeing as I went to the trouble of bringing the canes, perhaps your privileged bottom should have a little taste of the cane? I like the idea of your bottom reminding you of Betty, when you sit in your nice company car tomorrow. Up you get you naughty boy. Touch your toes for six of the best from Betty!"

Mark felt a twinge down there, at the mention of "naughty boy", "six of the best" and "touch your toes". He got up and bent over, touching his toes. Betty got up and immediately regretted it. She grabbed a tissue, to stem the flow of Marks little present.

On the way to the bathroom she spanked Marks bottom and said, "Corner time, nose against wall, hands on head. I will be back in a minute."

Mark rubbed his bottom and stood in the corner. His penis was on the move upwards at the thought of the imminent caning. Betty came back from the bathroom and went up to Mark. She put one hand round his waist to touch up his penis, meanwhile the other hand spanked his bottom. She whispered in his ear, "Thank you for the fantastic sex, its the best I have had for years. Your cock is magnificent and your bottom is just so spankable. Would you like Betty to put some stripes on your bottom?"

Mark replied, "Yes Miss."

Betty ordered Mark to bend over and touch his toes. Mark came out of the corner and bent over. Betty spanked his bottom and told him to widen his stance and straighten his legs. Mark shivered as Betty ran her finger along the crack in his bottom touching his anus.

Betty took the thinner of the two canes and lined the cane up on the middle of Mark's bottom. She stepped back and brought the cane whistling down. It landed with a satisfying thwack. Mark grunted as he absorbed the pain. Betty smiled as a bright line appeared on Mark's bottom. She couldn't resist the temptation to run her fingers along the weal. It was clear to Mark that Betty knew what she was doing, she was waiting for the pain to reach a crescendo.

Betty said, "You should have counted the stroke and thanked me. I'm afraid we will have to start again from the beginning."

The cane was lined up on Mark's bottom again a little lower this time. This stroke was harder and Mark gasped, but then said, "One, thank you Miss."

Betty smiled and said, "Thats better young man."

Betty was in no hurry, she waited for the pain to sink in. She looked around Mark's room to pass the time, then finally lined the cane up again. She was working down his bottom with parallel strokes. This stroke was moderate, but had a bit of wrist. It landed on the sensitive lower part of Mark's bottom just above the crease.

The stroke clearly hurt Mark. He grunted and twisted about to absorb the pain. Eventually he said, "Two, thank you Miss."

Betty watched the latest weal develop on Mark's bottom. Her hand sneaked down to her groin and she played with herself while she waited for the next stroke.

The waiting between each stroke was awful. Mark was uncomfortably bent over. Meanwhile Betty just played with her clitoris. Finally Betty lined up the next stroke right on the crease where Mark's bottom met his legs. Betty stepped back swinging the cane down from high. The effect of the stroke was devastating.

Deceitfully it landed not on the crease but on the top of his thighs. Mark's knees buckled and he whimpered. It took him some time to recover and say, "Three, Thank you Miss."

Betty stood back fingering herself and said, "You will feel that one every time you sit down for a few days. It will remind you of your Thursday night with Betty, won't it?"

Mark said, "Yes Miss."

Betty put the cane down and sat down on the edge of the bed. She played with her nipples and masturbated her clitoris with her other hand. Mark looked through his legs and watched Betty playing with herself, meanwhile he was bent over in agony. After a minute or so, Betty got up and got the thicker cane.

Mark braced himself as the thicker cane was lined up on his bottom. It thumped down into the gap between the first two strokes. The pain was extraordinary. He hadn't ever been punished with a cane this thick before. He writhed around trying to stay bent over. He knew that if he got up, the caning would restart from the beginning.

Betty resumed her self stimulation. She was really enjoying this caning. Mark managed to say, "Four, thank you Miss, may I have another please."

Betty smiled at Mark's submissive request, and said, "Certainly, young man."

The cane was lined up again, and thundered into a gap between weals on Mark's lower bottom. Mark buckled and whimpered like a beaten puppy. He was struggling and took some time to say, "Five. Thank you Miss, may I have my last stroke please."

Betty lined up the cane on the crease between Mark's bottom and his legs. This time the cane landed exactly on target in the crease. It was the hardest stroke and Mark struggled to stay down. He was wise enough to stay bent over and eventually said, "Thats six, thank you Miss."

Betty went over to Mark, stroked his bottom and said, "You can get up now, lie on the bed face down."

Mark got up and lay on the bed. Betty took a pot of cream out of her handbag and sat on the bed next to mark. She gently smoothed the cream on Mark's bottom and then his legs. He widened his legs a little and Betty's caresses became more sexual than medicinal. She circled around his anus with her finger and watched the sphincter open up. Then she gently probed her lubricated finger into his bottom. All the stimulation was causing Mark's penis to quickly become erect.

Betty was aiming for Mark's prostate but in this position it was difficult to get the right angle. She told Mark to turn over. Mark turned over onto his back. Betty instructed him to bring his knees up and spread his legs. Betty went between Mark's legs and started sucking his cock. Mark hadn't ever had a blow job anywhere near this good before. It was amazing. When Betty inserted her finger into his anus it was even better. Her expert stimulation of his prostate took Mark over the edge and he came into Betty's mouth. Betty swallowed it all and lay down next to Mark.

They kissed and cuddled, it wasn't long before Mark was ready for more. Betty marvelled how quickly young men recover and want it again. Her husband would have just turned over and gone to sleep. In contrast her newly discovered young stud has busy sucking a nipple and rubbing her clitoris.

She was more than ready after playing with herself so much during the caning. She lay back and spread her legs. Mark didn't need any prompting he went for it like a randy dog. His large penis was soon pounding away like a jack hammer. Betty couldn't recall being fucked with such enthusiastic vigour. Whats more his stamina was amazing he just kept going and going. She was getting closer and closer. Finally Betty came with the biggest orgasm she had ever had. Her husband would have given up in exhaustion ten minutes ago.

They both laid back contentedly together. Betty said, "That was the best fuck I've have ever had." Mark replied, "Me too, you are an amazing woman. I've never had such fantastic sex."

They both knew Betty would never leave her husband. Mark would eventually couple up with some bright young woman. But in the meantime, Thursday night was going to be the highlight of the week.