Out of the blue
'What you both need is a good spanking!'
I had to check myself, what did my mother-in-law just say?
'I'm sorry, what was that?' I looked at my mother-in-law in utter disbelief.
'I'm serious' she said 'You two have done nothing but bicker and argue since you got here. So, sort yourselves out or you'll both be over my knee'.
I wasn't aware that my mother-in-law was a spanker or that she'd ever spanked my wife, or anybody else for that matter, but much to my surprise, I was clearly in the dark. It had also never come up in conversation between my wife and me either, but I suppose it may have been a private matter. My wife knew I was a spanko, but she wasn't really all that bothered by it, but to hear my mother-in-law say it, well, it was a bit out of the blue for certain. My wife seemed to just ignore the comment or maybe shrug it off. If she was surprised, she didn't show it.
Things calmed down for a little while and we were just having one of those days I guess where we just started nipping at each other again. My wife responded and we were arguing again, just minor stuff, nothing serious or too bitchy but.......
'Enough!' my mother-in-law spoke in a way I'd never heard her before.
She pulled out a dining room chair, sat down on it and said, looking directly at me 'What did I say would happen if you two didn't stop bickering?'
I didn't say anything, I just looked at her.
'Well?'
'We'd be over your knee' I stammered, my mind was racing, it was hard to process what was going to happen. I was going to be spanked by my mother-in-law in front of my wife...WOW! I'd fanticised about my wife watching me being spanked but never thought in a million years it might happen. I certainly didn't think it would be my mother-in-law who would be spanking me. This was so unreal, I'll probably wake up in a minute to find it's a dream. A dream that will include seeing my wife being spanked as well? How is this possible? But it wasn't a dream.
'Get those trousers and pants off' Carol barked at me.
I did as I was told, kicking my shoes off as well, and seemingly within seconds I stood semi naked in front of my mother-in-law with my wife standing behind watching.
'Over my knee' she said curtly.
I placed myself over her lap, my fingers not touching the floor, but my toes were. I felt her hand on my bare bottom, she was rubbing it and scolding me at the same time.
'I can't believe it has come to this; I'm having to spank a grown man like a naughty little boy'.
With that her hand came down with a loud smack and again and again and again. They were stinging slaps and she continued smacking each cheek in turn. I had no idea how long this would last, would it be a token spanking, a few hard smacks and that would be it.
I wasn't counting but she must have given me 20 to 30 smacks on the bottom. She paused for a moment, rubbed my bottom, and started spanking again, only this time it was multiple spanks on the same cheek and a lot harder and a lot faster. This felt like a spanking now and I was wiggling with each spank. I couldn't say how many spanks I'd had but 60, 70, 80 who knows. Carol spanked hard and my bottom was stinging.
She paused again. 'It's been a while since I spanked a naughty boy's bottom', so she has spanked in the past I thought. Then she said, 'Karen darling (my wife) get me my big wooden spoon from the kitchen, be a dear?' my wife did as she was asked and brought the wooden spoon from the kitchen. I had seen it before, I thought it was a pretend spoon as it was large and way bigger than you'd need for cooking. perhaps my mother-in-law was a closet spanko and I never knew.
'Right young man, let's see if a few wallops with my spoon might make you less argumentative?' with that she brought the spoon down hard on my bottom.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
