Let me begin by saying that I am 32 years old, and in reasonable shape for being out of my prime. I work out on a daily basis, play softball, ride quads, and basically am always active. I am 6'2" tall and weigh around 220 lbs. I have dirt blonde hair green eyes, and a muscular build.
My best friend on the other hand is small in comparison to me, and has been married to the biggest bitch I have ever known. Curtis got married several years ago to this girl he dated when we were in our early 20's. At the time they started seeing each other Erica was 17 and his sister's best friend. Imagine how that happens? Erica has been a bitch since the day I met here, and always felt threatened by my presence. She would not allow Curtis to go do anything with me alone, and always had to make her presence known to me.
Erica may be a bitch, but she is hot. Erica stands about 5' tall if she is lucky and probably weighs 95 lbs. soaking wet, but her tits, and ass are very well proportioned compared to the rest of her body. Erica knows she is hot and flaunts it any time she is around men; rather her husband is there or not. I would say she is even a tease, and enjoys making her husband jealous.
The day I am about to tell you about was the most spontaneous, spur of the moment thing that has ever happened in my life. I lost a life long friend over it, but created a better wife for him out of it. Erica will never treat Curtis the same again, and will probably be a great wife for him now. Curtis on the other hand will never talk to me again, even though he enjoyed this day as much as she did.
The day began like any other and the plan was for Curtis and I to head to the lake alone for fishing, and beer drinking. I was to pick him up at 5 AM, and we were to have the boat in the water no later than 6 AM so we could get the morning bites. When I arrived at his house there was no lights on yet, and I assumed he was still in bed sleeping. I knocked lightly once, and got no answer. So, I knocked a little harder and this time I heard movement. It was Erica who answered the door, wearing a T shirt and for all I knew at that time nothing else. The T shirt was long enough to cover her treasure, but light enough to see her hard nipples protruding through the material.
"Chris, what the fuck do you want this early in the morning?" Erica asked as her eyes began to adjust to me standing in her door way.
"Do you always have to be a bitch?" I asked.
"Only when it concerns you!" She spat back quickly.
"Curtis and I are supposed to be going fishing this morning." I told her.
"Well I do not know where you got that idea, but Curtis is helping me today. So why don't you just go the fuck home, and call later when he wakes up?" She stated matter of fact-ly.
I was getting pissed now, and doing everything I could do to hold my tongue, as I did not want Curtis to get mad at me again for talking badly to his wife, like he had on so many other occasions. I kind of pushed my way passed her into the house, and told her to just calm the fuck down and go wake up Curtis so we could work this out. Erica did not even bother to shut the door; she just whipped around real quickly and pushed me down onto the couch with all of her might. I kind of sat down, as she had got me off guard and listened in for her sarcasm to start.
"Listen you stupid FUCKER, I hate you and everything about you, do not come into my house and tell me what to do. I am not going to wake up Curtis, and you are not going fishing with him, so leave now or I will call the police." She said.
Now I was really pissed, I stood up really quickly and grabbed her by the arms. I sat back down and pulled her over my knee.
"What the fuck are you doing?" She yelled.
"Something someone should have done 15 years ago. I am going to whip your ass, until you realize you do not treat people the way you do." I told her.
I pulled up Erica's night shirt to discover my initial thought was correct she was not wearing any panties, and the sight of her tight firm little ass and her pussy lips peaking out from between her thighs got my cock stirring almost immediately. My agenda was not to admire her body, but to whip that ass. When the opportunity presented itself to me though, I could not help but to admire her nice petite little body.
"CURTIS, HELP!" Erica yelled as the first slap landed square on her tight little ass.
WHACK
WHACK
WHACK
WHACK
Erica's ass was turning a bright red now, and she was screaming loudly, but still no sign of Curtis. I was at the point now, and so full of rage that Curtis showing up would not have stopped me from doing what I was going to do to his beautiful little bitch of a wife.
WHACK
WHACK
WHACK
Erica had quit screaming now, and was just crying begging for me to stop. I stopped for a second and could not help but to rub her red little ass with my big hands. Erica was sobbing non stop, and slowly spread her legs as I continued to rub her ass. I noticed dew on her outer lips of her shaven pussy, and realized she was turned on. I did not know if it was from the spanking which she was crying profusely over or the feel of my raging hard cock below her hips as she lay across my lap. My eight inch cock had reached its full hardness when I had delivered the first smack to her naked ass, and had only swelled, and grown since that initial whack.
I continued to rub Erica's ass and watched as her legs continued to spread a little more. Her pussy was now beginning to swell and open up a little, and I could see that she was definitely very wet. I rubbed down into the inside of her thighs and slowly raised my hand until my fingers were in contact with her wetness.
"What the FUCK, you perverted bastard!" She yelled.
"Shut the fuck up, are you ever gonna learn?" I asked
WHACK
