So, I'm up on the ladder decorating the Christmas tree when my wife does something I didn't expect.
"Hey Mom?" Rebecca say's.
"What?" Karen, my mother-in-law say's turning to look at her daughter.
The next thing I feel are my sweat pants being tugged down by my wife of more than ten years.
"Doesn't Scott have a nice ass Mom?" Rebecca asks, rubbing her hands all over my now exposed butt.
"Well, um, I guess so," Karen say's somewhat embarrassed.
"Don't you think he deserves a spanking for not getting a job yet?" Rebecca asks playfully spanking my ass.
"Stop it, Rebecca!" I shout. "I'm trying to find work you know that."
"But - no pun intended," Rebecca say's slapping my ass harder, "You haven't yet."
Karen had now come over to watch my wife spanking me on the ladder.
"Come on Mom, help me."
"I guess a couple of swat's couldn't hurt," Karen said and smacked my ass.
They took turns spanking me, then they each spanked one of my butt cheeks. I could feel my ass turning red.
Suddenly I felt Rebecca tickling my balls, while my mother-in-law ran her nails across my now red ass. I couldn't help it, but my cock started to get hard.
"Look Mom he's enjoying this," Rebecca said, grabbing my cock and stroking.
So, there I was holding onto the ladder for dear life as my redhaired beautiful wife was stroking my cock in front of her own mother, while she played with my ass and watched wide-eyed.
It didn't take long for me to cum. I shot a huge load onto the Christmas tree.
"We'll just call that sticky tinsel," Rebecca quipped. Karen laughed.
Rebecca offered Karen her hand that still had some cum on it, which she proceeded to lick off looking into my eyes the whole time, while my wife cleaned my cock with her mouth.
Then Karen was stroking my cock. "I didn't know what you meant by a curved cock, but now I see what you mean."
Okay, that's enough for today," my wife said, pulling my pants back up.
I quickly climbed off the ladder and went to the computer to search for a job.
To start from the beginning. We moved in with Karen after I lost my job, Rebecca's dad passed away a few years ago, so Karen was alone in a house too big and too quiet. Rebecca was her only child and we didn't have kids yet so she just puttered around the house. When I lost my job we needed somewhere to go, as Rebecca only works part time at a local bookstore. Karen was happy to take us in.
Karen dated a few men in the years after he husband died, but nothing really took hold. Some people are just like that I guess.
Anyway, the whole flashing thing happened as a fluke when I accidently walked out of the bathroom and stepped on my towel giving Karen a view of my cock and balls.
She gasped in surprise. I grabbed up the towel and ran to our bedroom. Well, Karen told Rebecca about it when she returned from work and ever since then, Rebecca has been flashing me to her mom every chance she gets. They think it's super funny. To me it's just embarrassing.
I obviously want to get a job, but part of me wants to see how far Rebecca is willing to take this. My own mother will be coming over for Christmas for a few days, so Rebecca will have to behave during that time. My father is also dead, that's one of the things that bonded Rebecca and I.
A week later my wife had invited three co-workers over. All female. One blonde, one brunette and one redhead. The redhead had freckles. They were all sort of cute in their own way, but no one I'd consider attractive. Not like my wife.
By the time I got home after an job interview, which I didn't get, they were all pretty drunk.
"Hey Babe. How'd it go?" Rebecca asked.
"Didn't get it," I said.
"Well, maybe the next one huh?" Rebecca said.
"Maybe," I replied. She was being awfully nice. Something was up.
"Hey, I have an idea!" She suddenly exclaimed. 'Here we go', I thought.
"Let's decorate my husband like a Christmas tree," she said.
The other three women laughed.
Before I knew it I was stripped to my underwear and was tied to the beam separating the kitchen and dinning room. Then tinsel was thrown on me and other decorations were tapped to my body. Someone even clipped a star on top of my head. I must have looked like quite a sight because the women were laughing and taking pictures of me with their cell phones.
"Okay, until me now Rebecca. This has gone far enough," I said.
Just then my mother-in-law walked in. Two older women followed her.