I’m on my hands and knees trying to tuck one of the sheets edges into the bed as you walk in the room...you tell me not to move...and I glance over my shoulder to see you walk in the bedroom door shirtless, the jeans your wearing seam to be molded to the muscles in your legs, and there is a distinct bulge along the material. I smile and open my mouth to say welcome home, only to be stopped by your stern look as you tell me to shut up. "All I could smell all day was your pussy, no matter what I did I could smell your pussy from last night all over my body. You came so much on my fingers that I can’t get your scent off me," you say as you slowly unbuckle your belt. My body tingles with anticipation as I see your eyes fix to my body.
Sliding your belt off you snap it once before you drop it to the floor, your closer now to the edge of the bed. I moan as I see your cock through the faded material, reaching back with my hand I try to run my fingers along your thigh but you slap my hand away.
"Didn't I tell you not to move?" you ask.
"Yes," I reply slowly as I look back to your eyes, I don’t understand why you’re being like this. Your usually as hot and horny as I am, and you love when I touch you.
"Well then I think you deserve a spanking for being such a bad girl," you grab my hips and pull me to the edge of the bed as you use your other hand to spank my covered bottom.
"Ohh, what’s wrong with you? I ask." You know I’m not into spanking. I try to wiggle away but your hands are digging into my hip just slightly as I move.
"Well you’re not usually so disobedient and your pussy isn’t usually soaked through your nightshirt when I come home," you grab for my nightshirt and pull the material up around my hips.
Looking down I notices your right, one slap and the look in your eyes has gotten me soaking wet. My panties are already soaked through and I see the damp spot on the bulky t-shirt I had worn to bed.
SPANK