"Do you want a spanking!?"
Susan paused, then said in a childish voice, "No.. maybe..."
It was obvious that she did, in fact, want a spanking. In a way I was surprised she responded that way, but in a way it kind of made sense. She knew she was out of control and needed help pulling it back together. I suspected it also had to do with attention as much as a need to be reigned back in, but in any case, a spanking seemed in order. I grabbed her, pulled her over my lap and brought my hand down firmly on her round butt. The smacking sound was satisfying, as, to be honest, was her arching her back and yelping when I did it. I gave her several more, holding her down with my left hand pressed against the small of her back and alternating between those firm cheeks with my right. I had wondered if it would feel bad to me if she was spanked, and I have to say all I got out of it was more aroused. Of course, it was having that effect on her as well, if the wet seam of her vulva was any indication, so it made sense that was what I picked up.
She was really squirming by the time I stopped. Her pretty ass was pink and warm to the touch. She had been crying and started snuffling. She sat up, but would not look at me. She murmured, "Now you have to fuck me."
I said, "What?"
She still would not look at me, but spoke a little louder. "You have to fuck me now."
"Because I spanked you?"
She just nodded.
I thought about it for a moment, and decided that might be a good idea. I was pretty aroused by the spanking myself. I stood up, took her by the arm, pulled her to her feet, and turned her around. I pushed her forward so that she put her hands up and leaned onto the back of the couch. I spread her legs with my foot, then grabbed her by the waist. I aimed for her vagina with my cock and pushed all the way in in one stroke.
She was sopping wet and I slid, in spite of the fact that it was a tight fit, all the way in. In one thrust I bottomed out. Susan gave out a gasp and then sort of an 'ooof' sound. My balls slapped her before I pulled out and did it again. And again.
I could glimpse her tits swaying under her with the movement when they swung out to the side. Mostly I was looking at her pink ass as I pounded into her vagina. I could tell the experience was a powerful one for her, close to sensory overload, though I confess, I had something to do that that aside from a sound fucking. Through the resonance I was able to heighten the sensations and she was already really horny. Plus, it felt really good to me and she picked up on that so as the wet slapping continued, her arousal continued to build. When she was almost at an orgasm, I let loose with my own and the spurting of my cock pushed her over. She began to shake, almost like she was having a seizure, and her legs started to give way. I held her up and remained deep inside her until we were both done, which took a minute.
When I did let go, she dropped to the sofa, but turned around almost immediately, took me in her mouth and began to clean my cock. She savored the taste, of course, and I have to admit it felt pretty good to me. When she was done, she moved over and sat on the couch. Kit, who had stayed back through all this, just went over to her and got between her legs and cleaned her up as well. If you have a taste for cum, you don't want any of it to go to waste.
It was also an act of affection, though, and even when Susan was clean, Kit kept up her ministrations for a little while. She then got up on the couch with Susan and held her, and the two of them hugged for a while. I pretty much just stood there, knowing to stay quiet. Finally Susan said, "I think I might be a little PMS-y."
It had not crossed my mind, though the emotional outburst had certainly been out of character for Susan. It made a little more sense now. I knew not to point out that if she was on her period, she would not be able to participate in what I had in mind anyway. I figured she probably knew that.
I let the two of them be, got dressed and went into the kitchen and poured a drink. In a few minutes both women, still naked, joined me. No one said anything about Susan's outburst and subsequent spanking and she seemed much more calm. We talked a little about the events of the week, and then went to bed. As usual, all three of us were in the same bed. It was a king bed, but with three it was hard not to have a good deal of touch, so we snuggled all night, a better night's sleep than I had had in a week.
The next day we all just hung around, swapping body fluids several times over the course of the day. By then, Susan had started her period, so she was at 2/3 capacity. However, Susan could do impressive things with her mouth and her ass, so it was not much of a hinderance. Kit was firing on all cylinders, so all in all, it was a delightful day for us all.
The following morning, I had to hit the road again, this time with Kit in tow. Susan was not happy about being left out, and especially not having Kit to keep her company until I returned, but I gave her something to keep her busy.
"I want you to look for a house for me. Actually, a house for us. I want a mostly open floor plan, a pool, a lot of privacy, and I'd like it to have a wooded lot. Not so far from the airport that it is a pain, but not in the middle of the suburbs either. See what you can find."
Susan looked at me. "That's going to be pretty expensive."
When I told her my budget, her eyes popped open. Like I said, I had been investing with some tips in mind that made the return impressive. I had not been spending money on much, and I had closed on some pretty big deals lately. I planned to sell the house I had, and that would produce a substantial down payment. I had a lot of money, and I thought it was about time to spend some of it. I was also tired of owning a home I never even visited. And, perhaps most importantly, I wanted to make it so that the three of us could live in the same place.
Once she understood what I was trying to do and why, Susan was excited with her assignment. Feeling butt-hurt about being left behind dropped out, and she was in a great mood. She had begun looking on the computer even before Kit and I left the house.
For her part, Kit had been sort of quiet, though I could feel her excitement through the resonance. Excitement mixed with anxiety, actually. We talked a little about what I wanted, and how she was to approach the situation. I told her a little about the two men I was meeting, and even a little about the deal I was trying to do with them. She listened intently and asked a few questions. By the time we were on the plane, there was nothing more to say. We were both tired after a pleasant but at times busy day and night, so we both slept a bit on the flight.
After checking into our hotel, I called the customers to confirm our dinner time. We got a little more sleep, had a tender love making session, and had a pleasant shower together. Then we got ready and strolled around the corner to the restaurant.
Max Wilson was the executive vice president of the firm, and Sean McGarrick was the CFO. Both were dressed in suits, as was I. Kit was dressed in an astounding dress that had one of those open fronts that went down to nearly her navel with a lot of fabric making the scoop. Her tits were firm and high, her nipples plainly hard as bullets beneath the silky material. When she moved the material moved as well, tantalizingly showing glimpses of the sides of her breasts. The dress stopped just below her butt, also tantalizingly revealing just a trace of butt cheek when she moved. If the thing slipped off of her shoulders, she would be naked, and the effect was one of compelling attention to see if it would do just that. Both men were agog at her, but Kit acted like she had no idea what an impact she was having.
I made introductions and both men were quite pleased to make Kit's acquaintance. They had a hard time keeping their eyes off of her. Kit did not say much. In fact, she did not really seem to be paying much attention. We were seated at a table off to one side of the room, a room that was 'L' shaped, so in effect we were in a corner. The table had a tablecloth draped over all sides.
We were talking business, a huge deal that I had been trying to close with these two guys for months. Both men were asking hard questions and I was fielding them, but they were a bit distracted. They were also aroused. I heightened that some through the resonance, though with Kit there it did not take a lot. Her arousal was contagious enough. And, she was pretty arousing in her own right.
