On my way to Annie's again. Wednesday afternoon, I wondered if she was back yet, or would I see Meg again. To think I wouldn't of given any woman of Meg's or Annie's age a second glance a week or so ago. I'd certainly look twice now. There's a lot to be said for an experienced woman that's for sure.
Closing the gate behind me I walked past Annie's back door eager to see if it was open or closed. My reasoning being, open, Annie closed, Meg...the door was closed. I walked on down the garden.
As I continued with my work I laughed to myself as I surveyed what I had accomplished since starting the job and estimated barely more than an afternoons work under normal circumstances. I was well aware that my efforts in the garden was of little importance.
After half an hour or so I happened to glance up towards the house and was surprised to see the back door was now open. Now I didn't know what to expect, would I see Annie or Meg. Again I thought that I really shouldn't expect anything, one day I was sure to be disappointed.
Thinking I'd heard a voice I looked up and saw someone waving at the door, but couldn't make out who it was. As I walked up the garden my expectation increased despite my attempts to the contrary.
Reaching the door I looked in, "Oh, Annie it's good to see you, I take it your sister is better then!" I said.
"Yes John, thank you she's on the mend, it's good to be back. Come in dear and have a seat, I've missed you," Annie replied.
Taking a seat Annie placed a glass of lemonade on the table which I eagerly gulped down.
"I hear Meg has taken good care of you while I was away," Annie said in a slightly stern voice.
"Yes she been very... kind," I said searching for an appropriate word.
"So I understand," Annie replied standing with her hands on her hips looking serious, "I have to say I think you've been a very naughty boy, Meg told me what you got up to."
Rather taken aback I looked down at the table feeling like a naughty school boy.
Annie continued, "naughty boys have to be punished, bend over the table John."
I smiled inwardly and did as I was told.
Annie took up position, "naughty boys need a good spanking!" she said and began smacking my bum cheeks quite firmly.
"No no this wont do, take your clothes off," said Annie as she stepped back to give me room.
I stripped naked as instructed, "that's better, now bend over the table again," she said.
The table was just big enough, I laid my head to the side on my crossed arms right on the edge, my hardening cock hung down over the opposite side with the base pressed up against it.
Annie now spanked my bare buttocks, "Meg told me all the disgusting things you got up to, very naughty," she said.
She then started running her hand firmly over each cheek in turn, another smack or two then another feel, her hand sometimes rubbing down my legs and then back. She alternated between smacking and feeling.
My cock was now fully erect, I'd never been spanked before and found it very erotic. As Annie continued her hand would wonder further, stroking my inner thighs and touching my balls before returning to a smack before repeating the same exploration.
Hearing movement I could just see Annie grab a cushion, she'd obviously given thought to her new game. Feeling pressure on my legs I soon realised she wanted me to part my legs more so she could kneel between them.
