Jack stepped out of the shower and fumbled in the vanity drawer for the hairbrush.
Towelling himself off , he ventured into the adjoining bedroom to continue his search.
"Looking for this Jack?" his wife Tina asked , waving the brush at him as she perched comfortably on the edge of the bed.
Jack's face flushed and his heart pounded.
This brush had a dual purpose , in his hands it was for grooming his thinning hair , but in Tina's hands it had a completely different use!
Jack's wife had lots of her own accessories to care for her well coiffed mane , so had no interest in the bristle side of this brush , but she did have a unique use for its hard , flat back.
She tapped the business end of the brush against her palm as she addressed her husband , "I believe we have some unfinished business to take care of....." she posed to him.
Taken by surprise , the usually confident Jack coughed nervously , struggling to respond.
His complete nakedness in the presence of his fully dressed wife only added to his discomfort.
".....er.....uhm...yes....I guess so." he blurted.
Tina raised a brow to promptly her husband.
"Er..Ma'am...yes we do Ma'am!" Jack quickly corrected.
His wife smiled and pointed to the floor , "Get on your knees!" she barked and Jack promptly complied.
"Ten kisses.....one for each toe ....and then I would like a foot massage." Tina demanded.
Lowering himself down , Jack started with his wife's right pinkie , kissing each toe in turn.
Remaining on his knees he began massaging the soft , silky skin of his wife's bare feet.
As Jack massaged , Tina commenced her lecture , sternly explaining why he was in this position.
Abruptly , she pulled her feet away and put two fingers under her husband's chin to guide his eyes to hers.
"It appears you will again have to learn the hard way how to respect your wife. I am going to blister your butt so good you won't sit for a week mister!" she warned , wagging the brush in his face.
"I...I'm sorry about that Ma'am..." Jack babbled.
"Oh I can assure you that you'll be sorry.....very sorry!" Tina threatened.
She hoisted her tight skirt a little to reveal more of her shiny tanned thighs and patted her lap , "Let's get on with it then.....over you go!" she ordered curtly.
Jack was frozen for a moment , gazing blankly at his wife's inviting lap before crawling over it.
Tina basked in the power enjoying the sight of her husband's , lily white , muscular buttocks fully at her disposal. They would not be white for long.
Jack gasped when Tina dragged her manicured fingernails across his cheeks tapping them teasingly with the back of the brush.
She could not resist giving her husband's delectable cheeks a playful pinch which made him wince.
Bracing himself , Jack clenched his cheeks and tightened his grip on Tina's ankle.
Raising the brush above her head , she brought it down smartly on Jack's cheeks.
"YEOOW!" "OUCH!" "I'M SORREEEE!"
Tina took out all her fury on her husband's exposed bottom , spanking it ferociously and non-stop until it was a bright red.
Pausing , she adjusted Jack on her lap and took aim at the tender area where his thighs met his cheeks.
She was going to make sure he felt this each time he sat for the next day or two , and she was looking forward to teasing him incessantly about why he was unable to sit.
"OOOOW!" "AIOOUCH!" "STOPPIT PLEASE'M SORREEEE!"
Jack's spanking recommenced with even more intensity until the skin on his rear end was a mosaic of colours and textures.
The blisters , blotches and scorched skin were signs that would remain for a few days.
By now , Jack was wailing and bawling , prepared to say anything to bring an end to his thrashing.
He begged , pleaded and apologized but his wife was a woman on a mission who was not prepared to end it prematurely.
Tina began spanking with a series of hearty whacks which had Jack bucking violently on her lap.
"Stay in position and take your spanking like a man or I'll bend you over the sofa and take the strap to you!" she warned.
The threat had the desired effect and Jack remained in position while Tina delivered the final hard whacks to conclude the lesson.
By the time she stopped they were both out of breath .
"That will do for now.....have you learned your lesson?" Tina asked.
"Yes I have Ma'am!" Jack tearfully replied.
Tina handed her husband the brush as he stood sobbing and rubbing his injured rear.
"You can brush your hair now and get dressed. You're taking me out for breakfast.....and don't keep me waiting or I'll be back in here with the strap.....and don't think I won't!" she warned , turning on her heel.