It was a beautiful fall day, and I received a text from my neighbor asking if I wanted to go for a walk with her. Considering how wonderful the last walk was, I agreed and found my walking shoes. I dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie before walking over to her house. I barely arrived at the door before she opened the door and revealed her outfit. She started with a baseball cap on her head. She wore her gray hoodie and a pair of gray yoga pants. I admired the view. She looked at me skeptically.
"You look like you're undressing me with your eyes, Romeo," she said.
I smiled wide as she waked past. As we started walking down the street, I strived to keep up with her, so I didn't immediately look at her ass. She looked over and smirked at me while we walked. It was as if she was testing me to see how long I would hold out. As we neared the corner, she took the lead. I was dead set on not looking down until I felt my foot hit the curb. I looked down to check my foot and glanced at her ass on the way up to her face. Her eyes stared at me in a challenging gaze as she turned again and kept walking. It was around a half hour later when we arrived home. I tried to follow her into her house, but she stopped me at the door.
"Be honest. How many times did you check out my backside during that walk?"
"Once. Only once when I thought I tripped over something. I'm sorry."
She beckoned me inside. As I walked into the living room, she followed before smacking me on my ass. I looked at her and saw her smiling.
"I think we need to discipline you for looking."
I turned to look at her as she had one of my belts in her hand. It was one of my black belts. It was one of those with sets of holes throughout the length of the belt. I was having second thoughts about what she was up to until she started to wrap it around my wrists.
"Here's the deal, Romeo. I'm going to have you bend over the edge of the couch. I'm going to spank your ass once for every time I felt your gaze on my butt. If you are a good boy, I'll help kiss it better. Deal?"
"It's only going to be one slap, Beloved," I said, attempting to plead my case.
"I felt more than one to be honest, Romeo. Now bend over the couch."
So there I was, a part-owner of a Fortune 500 company bent over the edge of the couch with my hands wrapped up in one of my belts getting ready to be spanked by my neighbor/lover/submissive/friend. I guess things could have been worse before I felt my sweatpants being pulled down. I was in shock as I tried to stop her, but it was too late. Now I was partially exposed...including my cock being at full staff.
"Mmmm...someone likes the thought of being spanked," she said seductively. "I guess I should have been more specific. I don't want to spank you, Master."