Dave smiles to himself as he drives away, the roads are quiet and uneventful and he is soon walking into the shop. He sees Tracey to the rear setting out a display or vibrators and dildos.
"Good morning Tracey, how's it going?"
"Oh hi Dave, I didn't hear you come in. Yes everything is going well, should be ready for the grand opening."
Dave smiles and nods. "That one your favourite?"
Tracey looks down at the extra large black replica cock in her hand and blushes.
"No it's too big for me." She quickly puts it on the display shelf.
Dave laughs. "Only teasing. Now how is the bondage room coming on?"
"I was waiting for you to get back so we can sort that together."
Dave moves toward the side door. "Better get to it then."
Tracey follows him in and looks at the collection of restraints, whips, canes and more out there stuff.
They get to work unpacking boxes and filling display shelves.
Dave picks up a leather flogger. Waving it at Tracey. "This is Jessica's favourite."
Surprised but not shocked Tracey looks at the flogger. "You beat my daughter?"
Dave laughs. "Only when she's naughty."
Tracey's mind wanders to Andy spanking her and how hot it can be. "She naughty often then?"
"Quite often, I sometimes think she's naughty on purpose to get punished."
He slaps the flogger in his hand, the loud crack fills the room. The with an evil grin. "So you better be a good manager for me. Or else."
Tracey's cheeks flush from her neck up at the thought of her son-in-law spanking her or worse.
Dave sees her discomfort and decides not to push it, for now. "How about a coffee Tracey?"
Relieved at the excuse Tracey quickly goes to the small staff room to put the kettle on. Her head spinning with thoughts of Dave using the flogger on Jess and was he suggesting doing the same to her.
As they drink their coffee Tracey notices the flogger is on the table next to Dave. He sees her looking at it. "Maybe you should take one home, get Andy to spank you."
Blushing again as she thinks of the times Andy has spanked her and how hot it can be. But how could she admit that to her son-in-law?
Trying to sound casual. "So my daughter enjoys this?" Picking up the flogger and running her hand across it.
Dave laughs, "She loves it."
Plucking up courage Tracey looks around. "What other things have you used on her?"
"Promise not to tell her?"
Tracey smiles "Of course not."
"Well let me see." Dave goes over the the wall display and picks up a leather paddle. "This was the first."
Moving along he picks up a thin cane. "This is for when she's been very naughty."
Tracey looks at the cane. "Doesn't that leave marks?"
Dave nods, "Lovely stripes on her cute bum."
Tracey sits quiet for a moment thinking. She should be outraged learning this man beats her beautiful daughter but the setting and the conversation makes it seem perfectly normal.
Dave sees the concern on Tracey's face. "Everything we do is with Jessica's full consent, I never force her into anything. Our relationship works, we love each other."
Tracey nods, "Well I have to admit I've never seen her so happy."
Noting a change in Tracey's attitude Dave decides it time to step things up.
"Perhaps you should get Andy to be more assertive?"
"Oh, I'm not sure he would."
Dave decides to go for it. "Or I could help you out."
Blushing again Tracey looks at the leather paddle, her heart pounding in her chest. Trying to sound outraged. "I'm not sure what you mean."
Dave looks into her eyes. "You know exactly what I mean Tracey. He takes the paddle from her hand. "You need this."
Tracey can't answer as Dave's eyes bore deeply into hers.
Dave decides it's now or never. "Bend over Tracey."
Like she's in a dream Tracey gets up from her chair, turns and bends over. Her mind racing knowing this is so wrong but unable to stop herself.
Dave looks at Tracey's ample arse in her tight jeans. "What do you want Tracey?" He runs the paddle lightly across her bum.
Tracey's legs shake. "Please Dave spank me."
Dave lifts the paddle, Tracey holds her breath.
He brings it down, not too hard, just enough for the slap to fill the room and make Tracey gasp as it stings.
A second slap, this time slightly harder makes her squeal.
Then Dave slowly increases the severity building the pain. A technique he has developed to drive Jess wild, hoping her mother will react the same.
After ten strokes, five on each cheek, Dave stops. "You may stand."
Tracey stands, rubbing her bum. Looking at Dave, his eyes on her. She realises her knickers are soaking wet, and despite her head telling her it's wrong she throws herself into his arms. They kiss passionately.
In seconds they are pulling at each others clothes, passion taking them over until Tracey is on the floor with Dave between her legs easing his cock into her soaking cunt.
As he starts to fuck her Dave pulls her blouse open and drags her breasts out of her bra to get to her big nipples complete with gold rings.
Tracey lifts her legs so Dave can go deeper as he pounds her. Despite Dave being her daughters husband She has never wanted it so much. She holds him tight as her orgasm builds until she cries out.
"Oh God I'm coming."
This drives Dave on until he pumps his hot cum deep inside her.
Both panting for breath, they lie there locked together, Dave hard cock still inside her as Tracey starts to realise what she's done. She's just fucked her daughters husband.
"Oh God Dave, what have we done. This is so wrong."
But Dave just smiles. "Now you see why Jess gets naughty."
Tracey is surprised at Dave's lack of concern about what they have done. He rolls off her, Tracey gathers her blouse around her to cover her breasts and looks around for her discarded knickers.
"Jess must never know about this Dave it will break her heart."
Dave grins, "Guess you had better be good to me then."
The rest of the afternoon they carry on laying out the stock in a strained atmosphere, Tracey's head full of guilt but Dave doesn't seem concerned. By 6pm they lock up the shop and set off to their separate homes.
Andy notices that Tracey is a bit quiet and unusually goes for a shower as soon as she gets in. As she undresses in the bathroom she looks in the mirror, her bum still showing the marks from Dave's spanking.
As she showers her mind wanders back to the stock room and Dave giving her the biggest orgasm she can remember. Her hand strays between her thighs, she starts to masturbate, something she's not done for ages.
Across town Dave is tucking into his Chinese takeaway when his phone beeps, it's an email from Joanne, he decides to finish his food before opening it on his laptop.