I gave her a good smack on the other cheek, still holding her thong in my other hand.
"You like this?" I asked again.
She still didn't answer.
I spanked each of her cheeks a few times, swapping back and forth. She gasped and shivered.
I knelt behind her for a better look. The thong was pulled up snug against her pussy. Her cheeks were pink almost all over.
I pulled her thong up a little harder. I loved the way it pulled against her pussy. I knelt there and smacked her cheeks a few more times. She squirmed and squeezed her legs together. She was definitely enjoying it.
I was too. My cock was hard in my shorts. I could feel a wet spot forming. I wanted to take her right there on the couch. It hadn't been part of our deal, but I had hopes.
I have one of those couches with the big puffy arms. I'd gotten it with Kathy as part of a set. She'd taken the loveseat, I got the couch. It wasn't my style, but it was a deal.
With her leaning on the arm of the couch like that I had an idea.
I moved in front of her and tossed one of the other cushions on top of the cushion in front of her. Then I moved back behind her and pushed her forward.
She flopped down onto the couch with her butt practically in the air, legs hanging down over the arm.
The thong looked fantastic stretched over her hips and diving down between her cheeks. Her smell was even stronger.
I pulled her hips back a bit so her feet could rest on the floor, then stood with my feet on either side of hers and went back to spanking her.
In that position it was easy to fantasize that I was fucking her from behind. The lump in my shorts was a little too high to really be in the best position, but I was sure I could bend my knees a bit and make it work.
Her ass was turning red from top to bottom. She squirmed and shivered constantly.
I hooked my fingers in the thong and pulled it down slowly. Again, I wasn't sure if she'd let me continue or if she'd get pissy and leave, leaving me frustrated again.
But she didn't stop me. I let the thong fall around her ankles.
Her smell had me. I knelt behind her and grabbed her cheeks and spread them. Her butt spread to reveal her ass and pussy. Her lips opened with a wet sound. I leaned in and licked her pussy from behind.
She moaned and twitched. I let go with one hand and gave her a slap on the butt while continuing to lick her. She moaned. I inched down and licked her clit, which put my nose right in the entrance of her pussy. I worked her clit with my tongue and dragged my fingers over her butt, giving her a little smack from time to time. She squirmed more and more.
I probably could've gotten her off that way but I wasn't exactly in a patient, giving mood. I stood up and dropped my shorts. Kathy was rubbing against the arm of the couch, practically humping it. I grabbed her hips and pushed my cock against her pussy. It was tight, as it always was at first. But when I slid in and felt how hot and wet she was I didn't want to wait until she relaxed.
I gave her butt another good smack then eased back and thrust into her. We both moaned. It felt fantastic – good and nasty at the same time. Everything about it felt intense. The physical sensations mirrored my own emotions – a mix of frustration, jealousy, anger, desire, all those pent-up feelings you get around an ex-girlfriend who's fucking someone else.
Even though I hadn't been on the receiving end of any foreplay, technically speaking, I was already plenty worked up. I got into a fast, hard rhythm almost immediately. Kathy groaned louder and louder, turning me on more and more. Her butt was red and covered in handprints. I could see my cock sliding in and out of her in that position. I'd like to say I fucked her like that for hours but I doubt I lasted more than 5 or 10 minutes before I exploded inside her.
When I caught my breath, Kathy was still moving, pushing back against me like she was begging for more. I thought about a scene from the video, something that had turned me on, so I pulled out and moved over to the couch and sat in front of her with my slippery, wet cock right in front of her face.
I was hoping she'd suck me clean like she had Troy.
She looked at my cock then looked up at me and I saw the look on her face change from "fuck me, fuck me, I'll do anything you want" to "no thanks" before my very eyes.
She stood up and stepped out of her panties and headed down the hall toward my bathroom.
I sat there on the couch feeling stupid, again.
But I looked at the camera hidden on the shelf and instantly felt a little better. I gave it a little smile while Kathy cleaned up in the bathroom.
She came back and got dressed, trying to look cool and collected but clearly a little shaken.
"The tape?" she said.
For a moment I thought she'd realized I was recording our rendezvous, but then I remembered our bargain. I picked up the original of her and Troy off the coffee table and handed it to her. She stuck it in her purse and left without so much as a goodbye.
A couple of days later I couldn't resist sending her a copy of the tape of her little spanking session in my living room. I think a big part of it was getting back at her for being such a cold bitch lately. But I know part of it was how much it turned me on to think of her laying on her couch masturbating while she watched it. I also think I wanted to get some kind of response out of her, but I didn't hear from her at all. I didn't want to feel like a loser and call her, "Did you get my tape?" but I wish she'd at least responded in some way.
Part 3 coming soon.