Hello" I'm Gale, Tom's wife. Oh, was I just spanked hard and disciplined. I cried. And I really hurt. I've written because we're in a dfferent state of affairs and need advice. We're a couple in our 60's and my husband is ill. I've known that he's always wanted to spank me, but I never wanted it. The few smacks I ever received hurt, so we never engaged in it. But when he first had prostate problems our sex life stopped several years ago. Then a more serious illness happened. We talked and he's told me he always wanted to see me spanked and scolded. I didn't know what to do or say. But he suggested a "surrogate" spanker or discipliner for me. How could I refuse his request? We discussed, searched and found a 30's dominant man (for a fee) who agreed to meet us.
He's a handsome, strong man. We went over what might be acceptable--what I'd like to happen--what my husband found appropriate and desired. Then it was agreed. And with a rapidly beating heart, this man led me from the couchto the bedroom. He asked my husband to wait about 5 minutes before looking in on us. And so, for the first time in my life, I knew I would have sex with someone other than my husband--and I would receive a not-too-hard spanking (I hoped).
You can imagine how shaking and scared I was. And yet with his first kiss and caress on my breasts and bottom I relaxed a bit. Then he became more pressing and kissed me harder--longer--and slipped his finger under my bra. Even at my age I was turned on. In a minute I was undressed; in another, so was he. I touched him--there! It was so big. Oh my, he's positioning me now over him--a 69 position. He's licking me--there. I'm so embarrased and excited. Now he's telling me to put it in my mouth. I can't; I never have. I don't know what to do. Women my age never did anything like this. I know it. He's asked me again. I can't. That's when my first ever spanking occurred. In an instant he forced me over his knees and smacked my bottom--not hard--about 20 times. It tingled--felt warm; I knew it was going to happen so this was no surprise. Afterwards he told me again to put my mouth on him. I still refused. That's when he took off his belt, placed me on all 4's on the bed, lowered my head, and gave me a medium belt-licking. It stung, but was not brutal. I cried. He stopped and then entered me while I was on my hands and knees. It was the first time in several years, and I felt like a teen-ager!
I knew I wanted to see him again and experience more. He arranged for us to attend an "affair" the next week. I went as his "friend" and my husband as his guest. I sat with him while he introduced me to his associates. However, he was publically fondling me; now remember, I'm a shy 60'sh woman. He told, no SCOLDED me to stop removing his hands. I was too embarrased not to. And so, spanking number 2 happenned. He lifted me off the chair, dragged me by an ear to a stair riser, placed me over his left knee, lifted my skirt, and spanked me over my panties in front of everyone! Talk about humiliation. Before I could do anything he whisked down my panties. Here I was, bare,with all eyes looking at me. Tears cascaded down my cheeks. But I could not turn my head; I was so ashamed! He got a strap and gave it to me "good" for about a minuute while scolding me about my behavior. I promised to be good and not interfere ever again. We sat back down at the couch after he'd spanked me, but his fingers were inside me, exciting me no end.
