From "The Shower" many have been waiting for Jamie to be spanked, she didn't get it at the Halloween party but she was very naughty. This time Steve decides it's time to show his wife who's boss. Oh and you will meet the Phantom too, for those who wondered who he was.
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On the ride home, Jamie was uncharacteristically quiet. Steve shifted into fourth gear before resting his hand on her leg.
"What's the matter babydoll?"
She took a deep breath "Steven, when you left earlier, the man with the Phantom mask surprised me". Steve was more than a little surprised but he went with it anyway.
"And then what happened?" He answered, sounding a little amused, and more than a little sarcastic.
"Steven, it's not funny!" She turned looking out the window, pouting. She hated when he didn't take her seriously.
He laughed, "I'm sorry baby, go on". He wondered what story she might share with him.
"He came after you were gone and he...um, he..."
"He what, Jamie?" Steve asked, trying to sound as interested as possible.
"Well..." she paused, and took a deep breath. "He pushed me against the wall and he... he felt me up, Steven!" She looked over at him, but didn't say more. She wanted to test the waters before she actually told him that he stuck his finger inside her cunt.
Steve sounded very skeptical of his wife's little fairy tale; she had a habit of trying to get a reaction from him.
"Baby, what is this really about? Did I not give you enough attention tonight?" That comment infuriated her, she knew he thought she imagined the whole thing but she hadn't. He obviously thought it was just another attempt to make him jealous, but it wasn't.
Jamie didn't continue to pursue the subject, instead she stared out into the emptiness of the night. After a few minutes, she drifted off into sleep as she often did when they drove home after a party. Steve kept his eyes focused on the road, it started to rain and he put on the wipers. Her words repeated in his head "He felt me up, the man with the mask, after you left." He was pondering what she had said, the words running through his mind over and over. Did she really believe that story about the Phantom? How could it? The man with the mask, the phantom he thought was just a story...and the man she had been dancing with, he left the party early.
He knew his Jamie was a desirable woman and could drive men crazy; he had to work very hard to keep other men away from her. But still, the fact that other men desired her also made him very proud. He turned to look at her, she was sound asleep; he would have to wait to explore further what she meant when she said "He felt me up".
In his mind, he pictured her with another man other than the Phantom. He imagined her being wanton and provocative, leading him on; then surrendering to his touch. He thought of how it would feel to know another man had actually gotten to cop a feel of her body, that some man had touched her moist cunt. How would he react if that ever did happen?
He tried to push the thoughts out of his head or he would have definitely have to give her a spanking...maybe that is what she wanted and the reason she had said those things. That had to be it, he reasoned, she wanted to be spanked!
He stopped as the light turned red and looked over to her again. She looked so beautiful sitting there, her long legs exposed. He smiled to himself and spoke to her as he often did, as though she were listening to him
"You were so beautiful tonight, my love; every man at that party was smitten with you, the same way I was when I first laid eyes on you. Paul even told me that he may have rubbed up against you and that he was sorry if he offended you, but he had a little too much to drink. But I'm not blind; I know it wasn't an accident; but who could blame him." Paul had done more than rub up against her; he had fondled her ass right up there on the stage, barely out of view of the audience. He thought he was hidden, but Steve had seen everything. He would have killed any other man who had even tried that.
"You are without a doubt, the most stunning, spectacular, exhilarating woman I have ever laid eyes on." He continued, "That is why I decided to make you my wife, you know? I couldn't bear the thought of any other man with you, and I don't mean only in your bed either." His seriousness took over again, "If anything ever happened to you, I would be lost". He kissed Jamie on the forehead and the car behind him honked to signal the light was green.
Jamie was not sleeping, she was listening to Steve; she loved listening to his proclamations of love, and he was so free with his words when he thought she was asleep. She smiled to herself as he said those words, although she knew he'd be just fine without her. She also knew her husband loved her but she sometimes wondered if she weren't as attractive as she was, would he love her just as much?
It was just after midnight as Steve drove up the long driveway to the house, parked, and went over to passenger's side. Jamie was out cold, he thought. He scooped her up in his arms and brought her into the house. She continued to pretend to be sleeping, as this was her favorite part. She loved being in his arms; he was so strong and he always made her feel safe. In his arms, nothing bad could happen to.
He fumbled a little with the door, but refused to put her down; he also enjoyed carting her. Once inside, he kicked the door closed and carried her upstairs to their bedroom, there he laid her on the bed. He stood over her, staring at her. Her skirt had lifted up and he could see her panties. She was simultaneous innocent and yet incredibly desirable.
He smiled at the beauty before him. He was tough with her sometimes but it was not because he wanted to be, he was so afraid of losing her that he had to make sure she knew he was boss, subconsciously that was what she wanted. She had always done what she p-pleased but when he came into her life, he showed her something different. He showed her how to live for someone else.
And she did exactly that, he thought. Not only was she his slut in the bedroom, but she also took excellent care of their house, cooked, cleaned and made sure everything was perfect for him. What's more, she loved doing it.
He smiled at the thought as he looked around the spotless bedroom. Many times he wondered how a woman could be such a good wife and an excellent sexy lover at the same time. What was that word she liked when he used to describe her duel nature? He thought, then it came to him... oh yes – dichotomy.
The only thing missing, he thought, was a baby. He knew Jamie would make a great mother some day. But she was a little reluctant about children, she was afraid to lose her freedom, and he didn't pressure her about it. This house needs a little one running around, he smiled at the thought, a beautiful little version of Jamie. "One day" he whispered to his sleeping wife. "I know one day you will want nothing more than to be a mother". He hoped he was right.
As he stared at his sexy half naked wife, the thoughts of the Phantom came to him again. He needed to ask her, he needed to her story of what happened... or as much as she'd tell him now.
He sat down next to her "babydoll?" she only stirred. "Tell me what happened with the guy with the mask". He knew she always told the truth when asked while asleep.
"Tell me Jamie". He felt a little remorse for not allowing her to talk about it when she mentioned it in the car.
"He came at me Steve, when you left..." She half opened her eyes and closed them again.
"What happened when I left Jamie?" he pressed her for details.
"He surprised me, I thought it was you...he pushed me against the wall and he touched my ass."
Steve was both surprised and troubled at what she was saying, but he kept it in control till he could find out everything.
"Did it turn you on?"
"Uh huh...I was powerless to do anything."
"Did he touch your pussy Jamie? Tell me everything he did."
"He slid his hand under my skirt and touched my pussy and then he fingered me."
Jamie seemed to be responding to the memories as she told the story.
Steve's eyes widened at the details she shared, "And you just let him do that to you?"
"I couldn't move Steven, it was like I was frozen in place."
Steve rested his hand on his wife's thigh debating if he could continue any more detail; or maybe he should just check for himself. He slid his hand up her thigh to her pussy, he closed his eyes as he touched her soaked pussy and he knew she had cum. It enraged him.
He grabbed her shoulders and gently shook her out of her sleep. "You let him finger you Jamie?"
Her eyes opened wide. "I.... ummmm.... Steven!"
"So you just let him finger your cunt?" He could tell from the look on her face that she was ashamed it had happened. Someone had shoved his fingers inside her cunt and made her explode.
He let her go and went over to the captain's chair by the door. He sat debating on what to say or do next.
"Come over here Jamie."
She was reluctant but did as her husband instructed.
