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Wednesday, January 27, 2021

The Counting Husbands of Oak Avenue - FM Spanking Story

"AIOOOW! 47 ! Th..thank you Ma'am !"
Wendy looked across the table at her friend Kate , "I'm sure Al's wrong there Kate...I counted 45." she said with a grin.
"Me too....I'll bet he wishes it was 47 ! Anyway , I'm sure Carol will correct his math. Ernie has a counting problem too once I get past 10....don't you Honey ?' Kate replied with a giggle.
Her Husband Ernie sat uncomfortably beside her , finding no amusement in  his friend's predicament or his wife's evaluation of his counting skills.
Kate regarded him sternly , "What's up Ernie? Cat got your tongue ? Or is it because you're turn will be coming soon? It must be tough being the last one up and having to listen to your friends' getting paddled knowing your turn is coming ?"
Ernie grunted an inaudible reply , "Pardon me ?" his wife scolded.
"Yes Ma'am!" Ernie replied , his voice rising .

Another resounding crack of the paddle echoed from the next room.
'WHAAACK !' "OOOOW! 48! I mean 46! Sorry Ma'am! Thank you Ma'am! "
"Oh that was a beauty !" Kate remarked .
"Ha - ha ! It sure was ....that'll teach him to count correctly ! " Wendy giggled then , looking at her husband added , ".....4 more and your up David ! Are you nervous ? Well you should be !" she teased.

An unusually subdued David shuffled uncomfortably in his seat , cringing at the sound of poor Al's final quartet of resounding Swats .
"THWAAACK ! " AAAAH! 47 ! Thank you.... Ma'am !
"THWAAACK ! " OOOOOW! 48 ! Thank you Mmmm..Ma'am !
"THWAAACK ! " OUCH! 49 ! Th...Thank you Ma'am !
"THWAAACK ! " GAAAAH! Ffff....50 ! Thank you Ma'am !

In the next room  , Carol paused to inspect her Husband's soundly paddled backside.
Al winced when she smoothed her palm over his hot cheeks.
Yes , the 50 stinging whacks with the dreaded Jokari paddle had taken their toll alright.
Al's rear quarters were bright red , blistered and scorched.
He would be feeling the effects of this ass blistering for quite a while.

David gulped when he heard the door open and their hosts returned.
A red-faced and flustered Al entered first , followed by a satisfied and glowing Carol.
Al limped back to his seat at the table , but hesitated to sit.
"SIT !" Carol barked , and her contrite Husband began carefully lowering himself onto the hard wooden chair.

Discretely , he slipped both hands under his hips to raise his bottom up , but Carol was wise to his trick.
"Get both those hands on the table Mister !" she ordered.
Al sighed and grimaced with a loud moan when his tenderized cheeks pressed against the harsh wood with his full weight. 
"Having a little trouble sitting are we Al?" Carol teased with a giggle.
The ladies were quite amused by his squirming , the men less so.

Wendy stood up and took a firm grip on a hesitant David's ear , tugging him to his feet.
"Your turn David ! Let's go !" she ordered , clearly enjoying her task.
"I left the Jokari sitting on the chair Wendy , it's all warmed up !" Carole chirped.
As David was dispatched to the next room  , Ernie observed his friend's obvious discomfort.
"Please Ma'am ....may I stand ? It hurts like heck to sit!" Al pleaded.

Carol shook her head and slid a pen and paper in front of him , "You can stand after you've finished writing your lines. 200 times,  'I will not lie to my wife', in your best handwriting mind , or you will start over!" she scolded.
"AWW!" Al complained , but dutifully began complying while continuing to squirm on his chair.

Meanwhile , next door  David was removing his final item of clothing while Wendy menacingly swung the big Jokari paddle through the air .
"This ought to do some damage !" the observed before brusquely ordering , "Bend over the chair!"  David hurriedly complied , scurrying comically to the chair ,  placing his palms on the seat and thrusting out his muscular backside to receive the paddle from his wife.

Ernie listened anxiously for the 2nd paddling to start while poor Al struggled to sit still to complete his lines.
In only a few minutes it would be Ernie's turn to face the paddle , and by the look on her face , Kate was looking forward walloping Ernie's cute backside .

The two men winced as David's swat count mounted.
Like Al , he was able to keep count fairly well for the first dozen or so , but after that , his composure deserted him as well.
An enthusiastic Wendy was really laying the wood to her Husband's behind with venom.
' THWAAACKK ! ' "OOOOOW ! GAWD!! Thank you Ma'am !" David howled.
"Stay in position David or I'll start again so help me !" Wendy warned ominously.
"I'm trying Ma'am but that thing really stings !" he pleaded.

Wendy showed no sympathy , "Well then maybe you'll think twice about lying to your wife again?" she asked , raising the paddle high and bringing it down three times in quick succession , making it difficult for David to keep count .
'WHAAACKK !' "YEOOW ! T..28....Thank you Ma......"
'THWHAAACKK !' "GAAAH ! SHIT ! 29....Thank......"
'WHAAACKK !' "OOOOW! The th...30...Than you Ma'am !"
"I want more sincerity in those Thank you's mister !" Wendy warned him with a grin , to the amusement of Kate and Carole.

With a sense of relief and dread , Ernie listened to poor David's final 20 swats and waited anxiously for the door to open.
Wendy emerged , a proud smile playing on her pretty face with David shuffling unsteadily behind her.
His face was a blazing red , as no doubt was his backside and his eyes puffy and watery.
Like Al , he regarded his chair with trepidation.
Wendy placed the paper and pen before him , "Take a seat and get started on those lines mister !" she ordered , barely disguising the grin on her face.
David took an agonizingly few seconds to ease himself onto his seat , letting out a groan as he did so.
Like Al he moved his hips in search of some degree of comfort but found none.

The smile on Kate's face could not be broader , she was clearly looking forward to this.
Ernie Rose and followed his wife's confident stride to the next room where the paddle awaited.
At this point he was resigned to just get it over with and join his squirming friends at the table.
A buoyant Kate gleefully scooped up the paddle and tapped it against her thigh while Ernie began undressing.
"Bend over the chair , get your butt out and keep it out !" she announced once he was naked.
Ernie dutifully complied .
"Count 'em Ernie ....and I want to hear a big thank you after each one !" Kate ordered , raising the big paddle high over her shoulder.

By this time , a still squirming Al waited while Carol peered over her horn rimmed glasses , checking the penmanship of his lines.
"Not bad....but there are a few which need to be redone ....start correcting !" she said , handing him back his paper.
"AW ! Really ?" Al whined.
"Are you giving me attitude ?" Carol asked firmly , hands on hips.
"No Ma'am !" Al replied , immediately going about his assigned task.

"Uh-oh...both hands on the table !" Wendy scolded when David slipped a hand down to rub the seat of his pants.
"AW Honey ? My ass is on fire ! It's so hard to sit !" he whined.
"It's still Ma'am to you ....and it's your own fault so keep writing !" Wendy instructed.
"Yes Ma'am!" David replied , flinching when the sounds of Ernie's paddling startled him.
Kate wasn't holding anything back and each swat sounded like a gunshot.
'WHAAAACK !' "OOOOW!" "Wwww... one Ma'am!"
'TWHAAACK !' "YEOOOOW!" "Tttt... two Ma'am!"
'CRAAACK !' "GAAH!" "Three Ma'am!"
Wendy and Carol laughed , "Kate saved the best for last ....she's really laying the wood to him !" Carol joked.

Not long after , a freshly paddled Ernie had joined his partners in crime at the table to complete their lines to the satisfaction of their wives.
"Did you ever see so much squirming in all your life !" Wendy remarked to giggles from her friends.
"Please ladies .....can we stand now ? " Al pleaded on behalf of the grimacing trio.

Taking their time , the ladies conferred for a few more agonizing minutes until spokesperson , Kate replied , "First we would like to hear each of you apologize to your wife , and it had better be sincere or you can expect to be sitting on those sore butts a while longer!" 
One by one , each Husband issued their heartfelt  apologies and the ladies conferred again.
"OK Gentlemen...." Carol began , " That was satisfactory enough to permit you some relief. you may stand ....but under one condition !" she added.

The men looked on anxiously , "You can each stand in the corner ....with your bare bottoms on display until we tell you to come out!" Carol announced to titters from Kate and Wendy.
Ernie opened his mouth to protest but was stopped by his wife's wagging finger , "Careful Ernie ....that big mouth of yours is one of the reasons you have such a sore butt! So make a choice gentlemen , pants down and stand in the corner or keep on sitting ?" Carol posed.

David was the first to blink , standing up and retiring to a corner and began undoing his pants.
Resigned to their fate , the other two men reluctantly followed suit.
While their men stood with blazing red bottoms on display , the ladies sat quite comfortably at the table and admired their handiwork.
Their men were going to be good and sore for a few days to come.....and even better behaved !

Monday, January 25, 2021

Agatha Raisin- A Lesson for James - Another Television series Spanking

 When I first saw this series , the lead character , played by the delectable Ashley Jenson , I just couldn't resist writing my own spanking episode......

Agatha refilled Mary's wine glass , "Thank you so much for seeing me Mary , I've been hoping to have a chat with you for some time ." she said.
"Ever since you've been dating James I expect Agatha ?" Mary replied with a smirk.

Agatha smiled nervously , "Well you did date James for over a year so I thought....." she began.
"You thought I could fill in some of the blanks now that the two of you are serious ? " Mary finished.
"Well know girlfriend to girlfriend .....but if you're not comfortable ...." Agatha asked .

"So what is it about James you have questions about ?" Mary asked bluntly.
Agatha took a seat beside her and took a long gulp from her glass , "I don't know exactly ....I just sense there's something about the way he behaves sometimes...." she began hesitantly .

Mary laughed and Agatha's brow furrowed , "What ?" she prompted curiously.
"Let me guess ...." Mary began , leaning back on the big sofa , "......he says or does certain things just to annoy you , keeps you late , is inconsiderate ...even rude , clumsy .....I can go on if you like....."

Agatha's eyes lit up , "Exactly! Most of the time he's charming and considerate , but every once in a while he is so....well......naughty!" she exclaimed.
Mary smiled , "Like a naughty schoolboy ? Come with me Agatha,  there's something I have to show you."

Agatha followed Mary into the bedroom where she opened the closet door and produced a long thin cane with a curved handle , "Here Agatha,  you'll need this !" she said , handing the cane to a stunned Agatha.
"When James acts like that , he's sending you a message ......!" Mary explained nonchalantly.
Agatha's jaw dropped and she looked incredulously at the cane , "Six of the best? You mean with this ? On his....."
"Yes Agatha on that cute little bottom of his ! It's not quite as simple as that though..." Mary replied.
"He wants you to assume the role of his School Headmistress....I guess it must be a fantasy of his or something...." she went on.
Agatha was aghast , "That sounds very strange...." she exclaimed.
Mary chuckled , "Actually , if you do play along it can be quite fun Agatha...and afterwards James is an absolute joy in bed !"
"Really?" Agatha mumbled , regarding the cane again.
"It works best if you have that strict School Mistress look....I recommend hair tied up in a bun , glasses , pencil skirt , a little touch of cleavage , heels....oh....and garter belt and stockings!" Mary advised .
Agatha's face flushed , but she was slowly warming to the idea , "Well I do have all those in my wardrobe , and channeling a Strict School Mistress will be easy for me!"
Mary nodded agreement and took the cane from her  , "Why don't I give you a quick lesson on how to use this properly?" she offered.

That weekend , Agatha prepared for her romantic dinner date with James with extra vigour.
Dressed in low cut lace bra , matching panties and black garter belt and stockings , she finished applying her red lipstick and studied her 'look in the full length mirror.
Her hair was neatly pinned up with his a few wisps over her ears and forehead.
She left the top 3 buttons of her silk blouse undone and wiggled her hips to squeeze into her skin tight pencil skirt , smiling with satisfaction when the zipper closed perfectly.
"Still fits!" she beamed proudly , spinning around for a rear view.
Her shapely bottom looked perfect !
James was going to love this look.

The doorbell rang and Agatha slipped her stockinged feet into her 4" heels and perched the black horn rimmed glasses on her nose.
"Perfect! I'm ready for my naughty boy !" she gushed excitedly.
Agatha could tell that James approved when she opened the door when his eyes scanned her from head to toe while peering over the bunch of flowers he had brought.

Agatha grinned when she notice his eyes bulging as he drank in the sight of her delectible derrierre swaying  when she turned around.
Agatha accepted the flowers and surprised James by planting her lips against his in a seductive kiss.
"Why don't you pour us some wine while I check on dinner?" Agatha said , channeling her Head Mistress role to make it sound more like a command than a request.

"You look amazing tonight Agatha!" James gushed as he opened the wine.
Agatha looked seductively over her shoulder at him , "Of course I do!" she cooed.
Clearly James had read all the signals as it did not take long for Agatha's naughty school boy to arrive.
She heard a crash accompanied by a loud "Dammit!" from James and turned around to see him staring at a broken glass and spilt wine on the floor.
Agatha took a deep breath  , realising it was time for her to become the strict Miss Raisin!

James stood gaping at the mess looking quite guilty , "I'm so sorry Agatha ...that was so clumsy of me...." he babbled.
Agatha drew on her lesson with Mary , looking stern and assuming a hands on hips stance indicating that she was not happy , "You do know those wine glasses were a set my Aunt Wilma gave to me ? she asked angrily , knowing she had actually bought the glasses last week at a yard sale.
James's face flushed, "No I didn't know Agatha.....I'm so sorry  , let me clean it up..." he stammered reaching for a towel.
Agatha snatched the towel away from him, "You can clean that mess up after I've finished dealing with you ! I've had just about enough of your behaviour lately young man. What you need is a good hard six of the best !!" Agatha scolded with just the right amount of firmness , her heart pounding as she awaited James reaction.
There was no going back now....

The expression on James' face was priceless , an odd combination of disbelief and excitement.
After a brief pause  , Agatha prompted him , "Well ? What do you have to say for yourself ?"
Finally James opened his mouth and mumbled a "Nothing Miss ...Sorry Miss..."
Agatha liked that James was already referring to her as 'Miss.

Ever the actress , and revelling in her role now , Agatha pointed dramatically to her office  , "Very well then , lets get on with it then. Go to my office  and wait for me!" she ordered and James quickly scurried away.
Agatha took a moment to congratulate herself , this was going better than she expected , but now for the difficult part.

Lifting her Head high ,she haughtiily entered the bedroom and closed the door.
James stood quietly by her desk , hands clasped and looking anxious.
Agatha strode past him , making sure to give James a nice view of her swaying bottom tightly encased in that tight pencil skirt.

She made a scene of slowly undoing the buttons and rolling up the sleeve of her blouse before opening the cupboard doors and scooping up the cane Mary had loaned her.
James eyes were fixed her the whole time and widened when he saw at the cane.

Taking the cane in both hands , Agatha held it in front of her and bent it to demonstrate it's flexibility  , before swishing it menacingly through the air.
James seemed curiously  excited now , and Agatha noticed a bulge in his crotch.

Tapping the cane on the desk , Agatha issued a brusque  , "Let's have you then James ....Bend over !"
James turned,  placing both hands on the desk before Agatha stopped him , "Trousers down please!" she ordered and , as if expecting it , James undid his belt and lowered his tweed trousers to his ankles and promptly bent over the desk.

Agatha could tell from James' perfect positioning that he had been in this position many times before , arms stretched out across the desk , legs straight and bottom out.
Slowly she raised James' shirt tail to his waist unveil her target.
She suspected James may have expected to be in this position as he wore her favourite black boxer briefs which hugged his muscular buttocks.

Nonetheless she took a moment to enjoy the view before taking up her position to Jame's left.
"Six of the best !" she announced , raising the cane , "You will count and thank me for each one ! Understood ?"
"Yes Miss !" James replied , his jaw tightening.

Agatha was just a bit nervous about doing this properly , despite having refined her technique with  extensive practice on the big cushions on her couch .
She swung the cane , using her wrist to snap it across the seat of James' tight boxers and connecting with a satisfied 'WHACK!' that produced a surpassed grunt from James.
"ONE ! THANK YOU MISS !" he called out loudly.
James puffed his cheeks and exhaled , "TWO ! THANK YOU MISS !"

The third stroke landed smartly and produced a satisfied "OUCH!" from James.
Agatha could tell from his squirming to stay in place that he was indeed feeling this.
Gaining in confidence , Agatha really leaned into stroke number four.

Agatha paused before delivering the final two strokes .
She was enjoying this too much to end it prematurely.
Studying her target she could see the four neat cane marks on the material of James' briefs and noticed he was breathing heavily , his cheeks tensed in anticipation.
Then a thought occurred to her , and she slipped her fingers under the waistband of her boyfriend's briefs , "You will receive the final two strokes on your bare bottom!" she announced.
James flinched but replied with another "Yes Miss !"

After all this , Agatha was feeling almost primal , the warm moistness between her legs and a longing for James to be thrusting his shaft deep inside her.
James let out a cute little gasp when Agatha slid  his briefs down to join his trousers , revealing quite a red bottom and deeper red stripes from her cane.
She had never seen Jame's bottom look so delectable , but quickly refocused to the task at hand.
James had two more strokes coming and she was intent on making sure they were memorable.

She lined up the cane across James' twin globes and chuckled when she noticed his cheeks clench.
Agatha brought the cane down sharply , twice in quick succession and seemed to surprise James with their speed and power.
"GAAAH!  OOOW!" he cried out.
"Have you forgotten to count or should I give you another pair ?" Agatha asked firmly.
"No Miss....sorry Miss .....FIVE THANK YOU MISS .....SIX THANK YOU MISS!" James quickly replied.

Agatha allowed  James to remain in place for a moment of contemplation , and in truth , they were both disappointed it was all over so quickly.
"You may rise!" Agatha announced sternly , and James slowly rose placing both hands on his red, striped cheeks.
"Thank you Miss...may I pull up my trousers now Miss?" James asked.
Agatha grinned , put down the cane and looped both arms around her boyfriend's neck , "No! I want them just where they are !" she cooed , planting her lips on his and sliding on hand between his legs.

As she had hoped , his erection was enormous and throbbing.
"I need this inside me now !" she ordered , turning to let James slide down the zipper at the back of her skirt.
James quickly dispatched with the skirt , spun his girlfriend around and bent her over the desk.
He took in a moment to enjoy the sight of Agatha's pert bottom , nicely framed by her garter belt and skimpy undies.
Agatha thrust out her welcoming cheeks and helped James yank off her panties.
It didn't take long before both of them were groaning and moaning in the throes of passion as James pumped and thrusted until they both exploded in orgasms that had the desk shuddering.

Later at dinner , Agatha disguised a smirk as James squirmed uncomfortably on his seat .
"Would a pillow help James?" She asked, "Your bottom must be awfully sore.."
James winced and shifted again ,"No thanks Agatha, I'll take my lumps." he replied.
Agatha chuckled , "Just do me a favour time you need a caning you don't need to spill any of my favourite wine !" she grinned.

Monday, January 11, 2021

An Ordinary Sunday on Oak Street - FM Spanking Story

 "Well , I guess he can have one more Wendy ....he was working in the yard all day today." Kate told their hostess when she offered her Husband Ernie another beer.
Ernie smiled nervously at Wendy trying his best to hide a very guilty expression.

"Really ?" Wendy asked , reaching into the beer tub , "I thought I saw you and Al biking on the trail near my house today..." she said.
Ernie's face reddened as he bashfully took the beer from Wendy , while his wife raised a concerned eyebrow.

"Those two were biking on the trail today you say Wendy? " Kate asked.
"It was just for a little while Honey ...honest....I just forgot to tell you!" Ernie said , raising both palms in an act of placation.

Kate placed both hands on her hips in a familiar pose , "It's not the time's being dishonest with me Ernie !" she scolded , "What else do you have to hide because I'm beginning to think you didn't do any work in the yard today at all did you ?" 
Ernie's eyes bulged , " Of course I did...." he replied unconvincingly.

"Don't lie to me Ernie , because its going to be very easy to check the back yard and see if you did what you were supposed to do!" his wife warned.
Wendy giggled at the exchange , "Sorry for getting you into trouble Ernie!" she said insincerely.
"Oh he's quite capable of getting himself into trouble all on his own Wendy !" Kate declared with an exasperated smile.

"Well guess what Ernie ? It looks like you're going to have to cancel your trail biking tomorrow because you'll be working in the yard all day!" Kate declared firmly.
"AW NO Honey!" Ernie pleaded , but Kate was in no mood for forgiving.
"By the time I'm through you won't want to be sitting on a bike anyway ! Now hurry up and finish that beer and I'll deal with you when I get you home ! I'll teach you to lie to me mister !"she fumed.

Wendy was intrigued by the exchange and feeling a little sorry for Ernie who  offered no defence and  looked genuinely concerned.
Clearly this was no idle threat from his wife. Whatever she had in mind terrified her tough Husband.

"Don't be too hard on him Kate ." Wendy offered sympathetically.
Kate chuckled and folded her arms determinedly , "Believe me , you've got to be hard on them Wendy or they'll walk all over you's the only way men learn , and boy is he going to learn a lesson tonight! " she replied , wagging a finger at a contrite looking Ernie.

"Hurry up and drink that mister....there's no sense putting this off any longer !" she scolded.
A few minutes later Wendy saw Kate , finger still wagging ,berating Ernie as she marched him down the driveway for the short walk home.

Nearby , their good friends Al and Carol were watching their hasty departure.
"I guess poor Ernie's in trouble.......Kate was really pissed at him !" Wendy observed.
"He's not the only one in trouble ! Kate told me the pair of them were biking ont he trail all day instead of doing their chores....isn't that so Al? "Carol prompted him.

An embarrassed Al paused to sip his beer before responding with a  muffled "Uh-Huh....".
"He's dragging out finishing that beer because he knows what in store for him  once I get him home !" Carol chuckled.
"Drag it out all you like mister , but my hairbrush will still be waiting for  you no matter how long you stall!" she added , glaring at her Husband who's face immediately flushed deep red.

"Your Hairbrush? " a puzzled Wendy asked , looking at Al's shiny bald crown.
Carol giggled , "Ooops ! I guess I've let the cat out of the bag haven't I ?  Heavens No , the Hairbrush is not for Al's head....obviously...." she added with a giggle , " fact I haven't used that Hairbrush on my own  hair for years  ! No , it's the back of the brush he'll be feeling....on a part of his anatomy where it will do him the most good!" before nonchalantly adding , "When All 'misbehaves' I put him over my knee for a good old fashioned spanking with my Hairbrush !" she announced proudly.

Wendy's jaw dropped in amazement at the mere thought of the diminutive blonde putting her muscular husband over her lap for a spanking !
"Seriously?" Wendy asked incredulously.
Carol nodded , taking undisguised delight at her Husband's obvious discomfort .

 "Of course I'm serious .....and you would be amazed how a trip over my knee improves his attitude!" she said , moving closer to whisper in her friend's ear ,"Not to mention I thoroughly enjoy giving him a good spanking .....and the sex afterwards is you get to tease him mercilessly for a day or two about why he can't sit down !" Carol whispered.

"Don't tell me you two are leaving too ?" Wendy's Fiancee , David said placing a strong arm around Wendy.
"OH They have some 'unfinished business' to take care of at home that can't wait." Wendy replied , flashing a wink at Carol.

"That's one way to put it I suppose...."Carol smirked before scowling at her Husband , "....OK Mister ...MARCH !" she said firmly , removing the still unfinished beer from Al's hand and leading him away.
"Maybe we could go for a bike ride on the trail tomorrow Al ?" David asked his flustered friend.
"Oh I don't think Al is going to want to be sitting on a bike for the next day or two!" Wendy giggled .

David was visibly puzzled , " Did we do something to upset them Honey ? Ernie and Kate left early too." he asked.
"Of course not Sweetie , but I'm afraid Al and Ernie have been less than honest with their wives so they're going home early to face the music 
"Face the music ? What do you mean...OUCH!" David yelped when his Fiancee's palm smacked heartily against the seat of his tight jeans with enough noise to turn nearby heads.

"What was that for ?" Alan asked indignantly , rubbing his seat briskly.
Wendy folded her arms and smiled , "Oh I think you know very well what it was for David McCabe.....but just in case you don't , it's just a sample of what me and my hairbrush will be giving you later when everyone has left!" she announced ,leaving a red-faced David to ponder his fate.

The remainder of the evening was uncomfortable for David , as his Fiancee's threat swirled around his mind , distracting him in every conversation.
Wendy , for her part , looked radiant and inspired as she mingled freely , occasionally casting a stern glance when she caught her Fiancee's eye.

"You weren't serious about that were you Wendy ? " David finally blurted as the pair put away the dishes later.
"About what Sweetheart ?" Wendy replied , pretending not to understand.
She had never seen her strong , confident man look so  vulnerable  and was enjoying every minute of it.
"You know....about the hairbrush? " David asked nervously,

Wendy put down the dishtowel and pulled her man closer , taking his face in both hands and placing a long passionate kiss on his lips , "you mean me and the Hairbrush ?" she asked.
David nodded.
"I'd almost forgotten about that , but since you reminded me , we had best get on with it . I'll finish off here while you go upstairs and get everything ready for me !" she told him happily.

"G...get everything ready ?" David stammered.
Wendy sighed  , "Do I have to explain everything to you Sweetheart. Go upstairs , take off all your clothes , bring the big chair out of the corner ,and place my hairbrush on it. Then all you have to do is wait for me to come up and I'll take care of the rest....OK?" she told him before returning to the dishes.
For a moment David stood silently behind her , his lips opening but then clamping shut before turning to make his way upstairs.

As David stood naked and quivering in the bedroom awaiting his Fiancee's arrival  , further down at # 47  Oak street  , Ernie stood in the corner of the bedroom , also stark naked , hands held stiffly at his side and fingers wiggling , fighting the urge to rub his backside,  which was a myriad of colours and textures made by Kate's hairbrush.
Kate paced behind him , hairbrush still in hand , positively glowing with satisfaction as she studied her handiwork .

Next door , Al was thankfully reaching the end of his ordeal , bent over the chair awaiting the final couple of strokes of his 50 swat paddling , which Carol reserved for serious offences .....and this was a serious offence! 
He had already endured a lengthy session with the hairbrush over his petite wife's lap which left his sit spots blistered , but Carol still insisted on using her paddle to give him blisters on his blisters.

The next morning the quiet of Oak street was interrupted by the sound of lawnmowers as Ernie , Al and David dutifully pushed them around their respective lawns.
Occasionally they would wince or grimace as the harsh denim of their jeans chaffed against their tender , well spanked backsides.

The men nodded to each other in passing , perhaps an acknowledgement of what they had in common.
There would be no golf or biking for these gentlemen today , and certainly nothing that remotely involved sitting !

Inside , their wives were relaxing in bed , next to them lay the breakfast trays their Husbands had served to them earlier , and also close at hand , the hairbrushes they had used to blister their Husbands' naughty bottoms the night before.
Yes it was just another ordinary Sunday on Oak Street.......