“Sweetie? Have you seen my opal ring?” Sally called out from her bedroom the morning after another wonderful night together that left Austin nursing a sore bottom for a change. She always took her jewelry off before their spanking fun, if given a chance, but couldn’t find the ring on the dresser where she thought she left it.

“Did you look behind the dresser?” he asked, entering the room with a feigned concerned look, knowing the ring was in his pocket.

“Help me move it away from the wall?”

They put their shoulders to the task and moved the large, heavy dresser enough to get a look behind and, of course, didn’t find the ring.

“Ohh! That’s my favorite ring!” Sally cried.

“I’m sure it’ll turn up, Love!” he said, smiling inside.

“Hello, Love! How are you and Sally?”

“We’re great, Mom! Better than ever!” he replied, liking the fact that his mom asked about them as though they were one.

“I’m so happy for you, Austin! She’s a very special girl! So, what can I help you with today?”

“What? Can’t a guy just call his mother to say hello?”

“Austin?”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m going to buy her a ring, and I want it to be perfect! Will you help?”

“Of course! So you’ve decided to ask her now?”

“Yes! We had a talk like you suggested that night you were here, so it won’t be a total surprise, but I love her so much, I can’t wait any longer to ask her!”

“She’s an excellent choice, Love. What kind of ring did you have in mind?”

“Well, I can afford to buy her something really nice, but I don’t think she’d want something showy.”

“No, I agree. You could give her a plastic toy ring, and she’d love it because it came from you! That said, putting some thought into it will be appreciated.”

“I’ve swiped her favorite opal ring so I can get the size right, but I was looking at different shapes online. There are so many!”

“This is only my opinion, but the fancier shapes tend to be showy, though round diamonds are more expensive. I think Sally would prefer a simple round diamond, so put your money into a good stone with brilliant color.”

“That makes sense. What else is there to consider?” he asked, knowing nothing about the subject but what he’d learned online.

“Well, do you know if she prefers gold or silver? Then there’s the setting, including both the material it’s made of and even the number of prongs to hold the stone. Will it have any other decoration, like smaller diamonds around the main one? Most of those things you’ll be better off deciding at the jeweler’s, where they can show you examples.”

“I’ve only seen her wear silver jewelry, so that’s easy. Where should I go?”

“Hang on. Let me look at something online.” She’d put the phone down on speaker so he could hear her typing on her keyboard. A minute or so later, she was back. “The jeweler I’ve used forever is a small local chain, and I’ve always trusted them. They have a store not far from you.”

“Thanks so much, Mom!” he said after he’d taken down the name and address.

“When do you think you’ll ask her?”

“I’m not sure. Kinda depends on how long the ring takes.”

“Well, don’t go overboard with trying to set up the perfect scenario. Choose a nice place, somewhere that’s special to you both, if that works, but what you say is more important. You’ll make her very happy, however you do it! Good luck, Love! I couldn’t be happier for you and Sally!”

He got off the phone, called the jeweler, and made an appointment for Thursday at lunchtime, just a few days away. He told Sally he had to do something with his car during lunch and met with the pleasant and helpful woman he spoke to on the phone. Having already selected the shape, she helped him make the other choices, got the size from Sally’s ring, and he left the jeweler with an order and a deposit in place. It would be about two weeks till it was ready.

Back at Sally’s the following day, they’d just finished a meal they’d prepared together, and Sally was heading for the bathroom.

“Hey! Did you ever find your ring?” he asked, setting her up to suddenly find it.

“No! And I’m really bummed about it! That was my favorite ring! I bought it for myself when I got the job at PWM, and since we met there, it has even more meaning for me!” she cried, disappearing down the short hallway leading to her bedroom and bathroom.

Austin jumped up once he heard the door close, tiptoed down the hallway, and went into her bedroom. Looking at the other jewelry lying atop her dresser, he picked the drawer directly below and opened it. He stopped cold when he saw it was her underwear drawer, getting mildly aroused at the sight of all the panties he loved seeing on her. He heard the toilet flush and quickly placed the ring between two stacks of panties before leaving the room. She saw him just outside the bathroom door.

“What’s up, Sweetie?” she asked suspiciously.

“I was just thinking. Did you ever check the drawers of your dresser for the ring? It might’ve fallen in one of them,” he said, unable to hide a guilty look on his face.

“Austin? Were you going to look in my panty drawer?” she asked with a knowing smile.

“No! I was just … just,” he stammered and decided it would be better to be caught for that than returning her ring. “Well, I was going to look for your ring, but if I found your panties too, it would be like a bonus!” he confessed guiltily.

“Aw, Sweetie! I love that you love my panties!” she said with a tender kiss. “No, I never looked there. Do you want to come look with me?” she asked with a sexy smile.

She laughed when he nodded energetically, took his hand, and led him the few steps further to her bedroom, where they stood in front of the dresser. She opened the drawer slowly, seductively, teasing him and enjoying his embarrassed face. Dragging it out for his benefit, she removed one pair and placed it on top of the dresser, looking at him with a smile and raised eyebrows. She did the same with a second and third pair from the same stack, holding them up for him to see. Feeling he’d had enough, she peered into the drawer, moving its contents around when the ring appeared.

“Oh, my God! There it is! Oh, Sweetie, you’re a genius!” she proclaimed as she made a show of putting the ring back on and giving him a big hug and a kiss. “I think you’ve earned a reward!” she said with her arms still around his neck. “Why don’t you pick out the panties you’d like me to wear when I sit on your face!”

She loved how his face lit up in response and kissed him again before directing him to the drawer full of panties, many of which she’d bought just for him, knowing how he loved to see her wearing them. For some, facesitting is a dominant act, but she knew that, for Austin, it was his favorite way of pleasing her orally.

He knew exactly which pair he’d select as he’d ‘tasted’ them before. They were black satin, very tight, and left just enough of her beautiful bottom visible, but it was the sheer see-through crotch that he really liked. First, being able to see her pretty pussy tightly encased in the gauzy mesh was arousing in itself, but it was the way she leaked through them, especially when she sat on his face, that made the choice obvious.

“Mmm, good choice!” she said as he handed them to her. “You remember when I wore them last, don’t you! You were especially energetic that time beneath me, weren’t you?” she asked as she teased him further, rubbing the crotch over his nose and mouth, and even kissing him through them. “I think we’re both a little overdressed,” she said, leaving the panties draped over his head and face, and opening the buttons of his shirt.

The shirt fell to the floor as she knelt to work on his khakis, letting them fall to his ankles so she could touch and then lick the tip of his erection peeking above the elastic waist. Her hands reached around back to rub and squeeze his cute butt, then gripping the elastic, she pulled his tight briefs down from behind, the front following after, letting his cock fall into her mouth.

“Oh, Sally!” he gasped as she held him tightly in one hand while sucking him in. A few tempting strokes with her hand and her tongue, and she was standing facing him again.

“Why don’t you sit on the bed and do me?” she said, guiding him a couple of steps back, where he sat on the edge of the bed, reaching for the hem of her top, and stretching to pull it up and off.

Her tempting tits fell back against her chest when her arms came down, and he pulled her closer to hold them first and then lick them as his fingers started on her pants.

Watching him fiddle with the button and zipper on her jeans, she thought that she was usually about to get spanked when she stood before him, taking her pants down like this. Her maintenance spanking, two days before, was more playful than painful, and she hoped she’d get another tonight.

He tugged on the tight denim jeans to get them over her slender hips and reached down to help her step out of them, leaving her in just the panties she’d had on all day, a simple pair of pale blue cotton bikinis. He was about to touch the enticing mound so beautifully presented with a slightly darker line between the prominent lips, but she stopped him.

“Uh-uh! Not yet!” she said, batting his hand away. “These aren’t the panties you picked!”

“But I like these too!” he complained.

“You like them all!” she laughed.

“As long as you’re wearing them!”

“I love you so much!” she said, bending down to kiss him and removing the black panties from his head.

“And I love you! … in panties!” he quipped, getting a smack on the shoulder for his smartass remark.

“Close your eyes!” she instructed, but catching him peeking, she turned around before pulling the blue panties down. “Ooo!” she yipped, feeling a smack on her bare bottom when she bent down to step into the black ones. She pulled them up and fidgeted with them, front and back, to get them on just right before turning around, smiling when he groaned at the sight of her smooth lips peering through the sheer fabric.

“Now, as a reward for finding my ring, you can do anything you want to my pussy!” she said in a sultry voice.

“Anything?”

“Anything! As long as you make me cum! Oh yeah!” she sighed as his finger slid into her moist valley.

He pulled her closer to stand between his legs. He had to bend slightly to kiss, then lick, her perfect pussy. Slathering her puss with his tongue, he lapped up every drop he could get.

“Mmm, so good!” he said, licking his lips. “Think you can make some more of your delicious juice?”

“You know how to make me wetter!”

“I do!” he replied and moved back on the bed, lying down, beckoning her to him.

She climbed on the bed and walked on her knees, inching along over his body. Within reach of his joystick, she stroked it a few times as she continued her advance. His cock beneath her now, she rubbed the tip against her plump lips, their breathing instantly affected.

“Oh God, Austin! Are you gonna fuck me after I cum in your face?”

“Try and stop me!” he replied as he watched her slow progress, knowing she was worth the wait.

They both smiled when she was sitting on his chest just below his chin, his nostrils flaring as he breathed in her scent. He could lift his head and reach her, but he waited to see what she would do next.

She loved looking at him like this, his face framed by her thighs with a lusty look that promised to have her squirming on his face within seconds of feeding him her moist pussy. Knowing he wouldn’t stop with her first climax, she could feel herself getting even wetter.

“Do you want to eat me, Sweetie?

“Yes!”

“Hm? Are you gonna devour my sweet, little pussy?”

“Yes!!”

“Until your face is covered with my juice and as wet as my cunt?”

“Yes! Please!” he begged, enjoying the enticing banter but wanting her pussy more.

“Here you go, Sweetie!” she finally said, moving a couple of inches further to satisfy their mutual desire. “Oh fuck!” she sighed as she felt his lips through the sheer gusset. It wasn’t quite like she was naked, but it wasn’t like she had panties on either. She sighed aloud when she felt his hands on her bottom, just caressing and squeezing gently, but hoping that would change later.

“I love the way you taste, Sally!”

“And I am SO glad you do!” she chuckled. “Had enough with my panties in the way?”

He answered by pulling them down in back first, then in front, so he could see her perfectly smooth mons and lips he loved to nibble on. That left her soaked panties stretched over his mouth, and she moaned when he sucked them in, letting nothing go to waste.

Sally rose to standing, lifting only one foot to get the panties off and let them fall over the one ankle before retaking her seat. His pleasured groan as her tender lips were splayed over his mouth reminded her of how lucky she was to have someone who gave so much without expecting anything in return.

And oh, how he was giving now! With his hands on her bare cheeks, he pulled her this way and that, often pulling her down on his face even harder. His mouth opening and closing on her sensitized lips imparted the feeling of being eaten as he savored the taste of her juicy peach. Her eyes were usually closed when she was perched on his face, but today she looked at him between her legs, his face slick with her secretions and showing the joy he got from providing hers as well.

Their eyes connected when she was close to her peak, and she could see him smiling. A playful smack on the bottom triggered her climax and a proclamation of her love for him. She knew he wouldn’t stop, and she felt him pulling her down again. With his tongue snaking its way inside and his nose pressed into her slit, he made her cum again while she was still shaking from the first.

She fell forward, her hands supporting her torso as still he gave. Not sure if she could take another, and wanting just to hold him, she rolled to her side and slid down to rest her head on his chest.

With his arm possessively around her shoulders and their legs entwined, this was all he wanted from her right now. The feeling of her body reacting to what he loved giving her, slight shudders still passing through her body, and her soft whimpers showed her appreciation more than any words could.

That wasn’t the end of their lovemaking for the night, but it was the highlight for them both. Sally tried, as much as he would let her, to show her appreciation for his selfless act earlier and those he still offered, but it was gentle and loving, as their presence alone was worth so much. They made love with slowly built ascensions to their mutual ecstasy, and even Sally’s inevitable spanking was just a bit harder than playful, a symbolic recognition of what had brought them together.

They’d both realized that this was often the way they loved each other on nights when they’d be sleeping together. There was no time limit to get in all they could, and knowing they’d drop off to sleep and wake in each other’s arms was almost enough in itself.

As Sally lay sleeping in his arms, Austin reflected on the night and the subterfuge he’d used to get the ring he couldn’t wait to give her, and he knew exactly where he would do that.

He woke before her, but remained in bed just staring at Sally’s angelic face. He wouldn’t wake her from sleep, but when she started stirring, he began kissing her face lightly despite having rolled over to return to dreamland. He stroked her hair as he continued with soft lips on her cheek, forehead, ear, and even her nose.

Finally aware of his tender touches, she smiled without opening her eyes, pretending it was another dream. Soft murmurs from her brought his hands to her delicious body, stroking her back a little further down each time until he felt her perfect bottom.

“Oh, Sweetie!” she finally whispered, rolling onto her back and holding her arms out to him. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” she asked before puckering her lips, soliciting a soft and gentle kiss, the memory of the night before returning.  

“I do, Love. And do you know how much I love waking you like this?”

“Not as much as I love the way you do it!” she replied.

He moved to sit against the headboard with her lying face up in his lap as he continued with light touches meant to show his love as she gradually woke to full awareness.

“Sweetie? You know how much I loved meeting your mother?”

“I do, and she loved meeting you, too. She doesn’t ask how I’m doing anymore, but how are you and Sally doing!”

“We should go see her sometime soon, but …” She paused. “How do you feel about meeting my parents?”

“I’d love to! I’ve been wondering when you’d ask.”

“Are you sure? It can get a bit crazy, especially when Eva and Barbie are around,” she warned.

“Yes! I want to go! When can we?”

“I’ll have to ask them since it’s a long drive and we’ll need to stay overnight. Are you okay with that?”

“Yeah! Call them today?” he pushed, feeling like he should meet them before the big question.

“O – kay,” she said, just a little curious about his eagerness. “What if we leave work early on Friday so we get there in time for dinner and leave sometime Sunday? We’d be staying two nights, okay?”

Later that morning, she got off the phone with her mother and had the trip set up for the following weekend. It had been a long time since she’d visited, so they were anxious for her to come as soon as possible, especially since she was bringing her boyfriend.

Friday afternoon found them racing north on the interstate in Austin’s car with the top up in deference to Sally’s hair and the desire to have a conversation without shouting over the wind. The GPS indicated it would be about a five-hour drive.

“So, remind me about your family,” he suggested. “I don’t want to try and remember names and situations when we get there.”

“Okay. So my mom, Carol, has been a stay-at-home mom all along. She had some kind of office job when they got married, but she stopped working when my sister, Eva, was born. My dad, Ted, works as a maintenance supervisor in a large factory that manufactures RVs, ranging from pop-up trailers to full-size RVs. He’s been there for over twenty years.”

“Maintenance supervisor? So he’s probably very handy with tools?”

“Oh, yeah. He does electrical work, plumbing, welding, and even carpentry. He’s very proud of his skills, but he always felt like he needed a son to pass them on to. He can be a bit old-fashioned when it comes to the sexes,” she said, pausing to read a reaction where there was none.

“Eva is the oldest and the ‘responsible one’ among us. She’s married to Jason, and they have a daughter she named after me. I came along when she was almost a teenager, and she’s always been very close and protective. She was as much a second mom as a big sister to me until she got married. I think she’s the prettiest of us three.”

“So you’re Aunt Sally to Sally!”

“Yeah, she’s a great kid, almost eleven now. Then there’s my other sister, Barbara. She’s been Barbie since she got her first Barbie doll. She’s not married because she doesn’t seem to keep a boyfriend for more than a few months. She’s a bit of slut.”

“Sally!”

“She is! You’ll see! She dresses like a stripper, and even if she has a guy at the moment, she has others in tow as well. Don’t be surprised if she comes on to you!”

“Really?”

“I wouldn’t be surprised. I really don’t know how they’ll all react to you, Sweetie! I’ve never brought a boyfriend home for them to meet, so it might be like being under a microscope!”

“Oh! Well, that should be interesting!” he replied with another level of worry added to just meeting her parents and in a large family gathering he’d never experienced.

“You’ll do fine, Sweetie! Just like you told me with your mother, ‘just be you’ and they’ll love you! You know, you’ve never told me about the rest of your family.”

“That’s because there’s almost nothing to tell. My mom was an only child, and my father’s only brother died in the same car accident as him. My dad’s father is the only surviving member of his family besides me, and he’s in his eighties.”

“Ohh! I’m sorry! That must have made it a lot worse for you and your mom?”

“Yes, but not how you might think. My uncle was driving drunk, and my mom could never forgive him, so we lost touch with my aunt and their two kids, my cousins. I still know nothing about them.”

Sally expressed her sympathy while a single tear rolled down his cheek. She saw a sign for a rest stop a few miles ahead and suggested they stop and stretch their legs. Exiting the car, she ran to him and hugged him. She could still feel the remnants of sorrow in his body.

“Why don’t you drive for a while?” he suggested after escorting her to the ladies' room.

“Really?” she asked excitedly. “You’ll let me drive your cherished BMW?”

“Yes, but no screeching tires, okay? Or we’ll be pulling off at the next rest area to find someplace where I can take you over my knee!” he laughed.

“Okay, okay! I’ll take it easy, but how about we stop at the next rest area anyway?” she said with a wink. “Ooo!” she yipped when he lifted her skirt and gave her a swat across both cheeks.

“Whoa!” she enthused as she pulled onto the entrance ramp. “It’s fast!”

“It wouldn’t be much of a sports car if it wasn’t fast!” he replied, smiling at the joy she was getting from driving his car. He’d never let anyone else drive it, so this was his first time in the passenger’s seat.

“Hi, Mom!” Sally cried as she ran up the front walk to a welcoming hug.

“Hi, Baby! It’s so good to see you!” she said, avoiding commenting on how long it had been.

“Dad!” she said, falling into her father’s arms with such a contented look on her face.

“Hello, Baby Girl! I’ve really missed you!”

“You must be, Austin!” her mother said, offering him a friendly hug as well.

“Mom. Dad. This is Austin!” she introduced him with her arms around his chest.

“It’s very nice to meet you both,” he said after the brief hug from her mom and a handshake from her dad.

They all walked into the house with Sally and her mom chattering on about nothing and everything, while Austin and her dad hung back waiting to be included.

“That’s a nice car!” Ted said to break the ice.

“Thank you, sir! It’s a few years old now, but I still love it!” he said respectfully.

“You have some bags in the trunk? I’ll help you with them.”

“Yes, thank you, sir!” he said, following Ted out the door.

Ted walked around the car, taking in its appearance from every angle. He asked about the engine and other specs and was impressed with Austin’s knowledge. He thought he might be a rich kid who just bought a car like this to impress, but would know nothing about it.

“What really impressed me when I first drove it was the perfect weight distribution. 50/50! It corners better than any car I’ve ever driven. Of course, I haven’t driven as many cars as you probably have, but it feels like it just rotates around you in turns. Would you like to drive it, sir?” he offered, and saw a smile on her dad’s face.

Sally heard the car start and ran to the door just in time to see her dad tearing down the street with the convertible top down and a broad smile on his face. Her mother stood behind her, and they both smiled, seeing that Austin had chosen a great way to engage him.

“He’s really cute, Sally! I guess you’re really serious about him if you brought him home to meet the family?”

“Oh, Mom! We’re so in love! I can’t even imagine anyone better than my Austin!”

“I’m really happy for you, Sal! Speaking of the family, Eva and Barbie will be here tomorrow afternoon, and we'll have dinner together, okay? I hope he’s okay with us getting a little loud over dinner?”

“He’ll be fine, Mom!” she replied, but wondered herself how he’d react, having just learned more about his small family.

“Sally, you know we only have the one guest room. I imagine you two are already sleeping together?”

“Yes, we are,” she replied, feeling like she was confessing something. “Will Dad be okay with it?”

“I already told him. I think after all of Barbie’s shenanigans, he’s not quite as straight-laced as he used to be,” she laughed.

“Thanks, Mom! If he really doesn’t like it, Austin would sleep on the sofa!”

“Nonsense, but I suggest that you just sleep together, okay?”

The weekend went pretty much as planned, with Austin making a good impression on everyone he met. The first evening, Sally and her mom left the men in the den to talk. Austin showed interest in Ted’s work but avoided discussing his job as he didn’t know how much her parents knew about PWM, and they’d certainly be shocked at their level of involvement. He simply described his data analysis work that he and Sally did together.

As they were talking, Austin thought briefly of asking her dad for Sally’s hand. He knew it was an old-fashioned custom, but he thought Ted might appreciate it. He decided against it, though,  worried that he might say no, and he wouldn’t let that stop him from marrying her anyway, so what was the point?

Saturday afternoon, he met Sally’s sisters. Eva arrived first with little Sally and Jason. The little girl went running to her aunt while Eva and Jason got acquainted with Austin. Eva was pretty, as Sally had said, but in a mature and classy way, even in a casual outfit for an afternoon with the family. Like her parents, they were very welcoming, and they got on famously almost from the start. Still protective of her little sister, Eva led the conversation, wanting to be sure Austin was a suitable mate for her baby sister, and later told Sally, “Good choice, Sally! I like him!”

Barbie’s arrival was a bit more tumultuous. While he wouldn’t say she dressed like a stripper, she was certainly making sure all her assets were prominently displayed. She was bustier than Sally, and her ultra-tight crop top revealed enough cleavage to make that obvious. Her equally tight Spandex shorts, below her tight, bare midriff, fit all of her female curves. Sally smiled when Austin’s eyes went wide, taking in her tight butt with two well-defined cheeks and a deep cleft, but it was the cameltoe in front that really had his eyes popping.

“Jesus, Barbie!” Sally’s dad cried as soon as she walked in the door in her brightly colored outfit.

“What? Everything’s covered!” Barbie defended, leaving Austin to wonder what that meant. “You must be Austin!” she yelled and pulled him into a bear hug, pressing her tits against his chest. She was a little taller than Sally, and with the tall sandals she wore, she was actually a bit taller than him, too. She actually came close to grabbing his ass. “Ooo, he’s cute, Sally! Can I have him for a night?”

Everybody laughed, knowing that was just a typical Barbie thing to say, but Austin was initially dumbstruck until Sally came to his rescue.

“No, you can’t, Barbie! He’s all mine,” she said jokingly, but pulled him from her sister’s clutches to hug and kiss him to his pleasant surprise and everyone else’s enjoyment.

“Aw, shit!” Barbie said, and everyone laughed again.

Dinner was like a circus to Austin. He’d never been with a family group like this, and it was a bit overwhelming with several conversations going on at once. They included him wherever they could, and he joined in, but it was exhausting trying to keep up with it all. It didn’t help that Barbie made sure she was seated next to him and would grab his thigh under the table whenever her conversation got more animated.

It was great to meet her sisters, so different from Sally, but he was glad when they finally left around ten o’clock. Her father invited him out to the screened-in patio with a couple of beers, and he appreciated Ted’s calm company and the quiet of the evening after the chaotic dinner. Ted sort of apologized for the rambunctious dinner, having noticed Austin’s discomfort at times, but Austin could tell he really enjoyed having his whole family under his roof again.

Sally and her mom were talking at the kitchen table, sharing another glass of wine. After talking her ear off about how great Austin is, her mom finally responded.

“It’s good to see you so happy, Sally! We both really like him.”

“Really? Dad, too?” Sally asked, somewhat relieved, having also noticed how he floundered at the dinner table with their lively family conversation.

“Yes, especially your Dad! If he were here right now, he’d say something like, ‘He’s a good man, baby girl! You be a good girl for him!’” she replied, lowering the pitch of her voice to mimic Ted.

The ‘good girl’ phrase reminded Sally of something she’d wanted to ask her mom since she realized her fascination with spanking was more than just an interest. She’d later credit the third glass of wine she was drinking for the courage to ask.

“Mom, do you remember us as kids and getting into trouble?”

“Of course, I do! You were a rambunctious trio! Though you were much younger than your sisters, you were always trying to do what they did, but thankfully, you emulated Eva more than Barbie.”

“Do you also remember threatening us with spankings if we didn’t behave?” Sally asked and saw a slight change in her mother’s countenance. “You’d say things like, ‘Do you want to get spanked?’ or, ‘You three had better behave or you’ll all get a spanking!’”

“Yes, I remember that,” her mother reservedly replied.

“Why didn’t you ever actually do it?” Sally said, finally asking the million-dollar question. Wondering where her kinky interest came from, she’d always come back to that question, thinking it might be related.

“Mom?” Sally prompted when she thought she was hiding something. She could see the struggle in her mom’s eyes as she tried to decide how to answer the question.

“Oh, hell! You’re old enough to know, I guess, and your crazy sister Barbie already knows,” her mom started.

“What is it, Mom?” she asked, afraid it was something more serious.

“Your father didn’t want me to spank you girls!”

“He didn’t believe in spanking kids?”

“Sort of. He didn’t want me spanking you because …” She paused, still trying to decide if she should tell all. “Because … he spanks me!”

“What? Really?” Sally questioned, not sure she had the whole picture.

“Before you start thinking your father is a wife-beater, you need to know that we … we both like it!” Carol started, and seeing the look on Sally’s face, assumed it was shock, when in fact Sally was now wondering whether such an interest was hereditary. “It was foreplay for us, Sally! We couldn’t do it as often as we liked because of you kids, but if you were all gone somehow, I’d be over his knee in minutes!”

“I can’t believe it, Mom!” Sally gasped, still trying to picture her parents in such a situation. Her voice and face told her mother she was horrified by the admission.

“C’mon, Sally!" she defended. “Lots of people do it these days! I like being daddy’s naughty little girl and being told to take my pants down and get over his knee!” Seeing her daughter still speechless, she continued. “It’s not so strange to you, is it? That company you work for sells all kinds of stuff for people who like spanking!”

“No, Mom! You don’t understand!” Sally started, but couldn’t decide whether to reveal her secret as well. “Austin spanks me, too!” she cried, feeling she had to once her mother had.

“Really? You like it, don’t you!” she phrased as a statement after seeing a smile on her daughter’s face.

“Yes! I love it! It’s actually how Austin and I connected so well right at the beginning!”

Sally told her mom the story of the project they worked on together and that celebratory night in the bar with Austin’s ‘Twenty Questions.’ She kept all the risky and over-the-top stuff they’d done to herself, and also that she spanked Austin, as she suspected her mom would have an old-fashioned view of who should be on which side of a spanking hand.

“So how did Barbie come to know about it?” Sally asked.

“After she’d moved out, she came home one night unexpectedly, heard the noise coming from our bedroom, and caught us in the act! We didn’t see her right away, so she could tell that it was something we liked. When we saw her, she left without talking to me, but when I confronted her about it, she acted like she was proud of me!”

“That doesn’t surprise me at all!” Sally started. “In fact, after that, what would surprise me is if she doesn’t like it as well! You know, I feel incredibly lucky to have found Austin. He only did it the first time because I wanted him to, but he found he really liked it as well. How did you and Dad start?”

“Oh, you know. It was before we had you girls. I was being playfully naughty, and he threatened to bend me over and smack my bottom. He was just joking, of course, but when I joked back with, ‘Promise?' he bent me over the kitchen counter and spanked me a few times. Our mutual surprise turned to desire and the rest, as they say, is history.”

“Oh, Mom, I’m so glad we had this talk! And I’m kinda proud of you too!”

“Me too, Sally. I’m so happy for you and Austin, even without the kinky fun you two get up to! I hope you have a long future together?” she phrased as a question, hoping there was more to tell about their plans.

“I hope so, too, Mom!” Sally said as she hugged her mother.

“Maybe we can share stories?” her mom whispered in her ear, as she heard the men coming in through the back door. “My bottom’s still a little sore from the spanking he gave me the night before you arrived.”

“Mom!?” Sally cried and laughed.

“What’s wrong?” Ted asked, hearing Sally’s exclamation as he entered the kitchen with Austin following.

“Oh, nothing, Ted!” Carol replied.

Almost midnight, they all went to bed with Sally and her mom still reeling from their discovery about each other.

They all rose a bit later on Sunday, and the morning was spent in idle conversation and preparations for Sally and Austin to leave. Genuine hugs and sincere wishes for them to get together again soon preceded their departure, and both parents made Austin feel like he’d made a good impression.

As they drove away, Austin let out a deep sigh of relief, both for the fact that they were again alone, but primarily because he felt like he’d won over her family.

“Glad it’s just us again, Sweetie?” she asked, reading his mind.

“I am!” he smiled.

“You looked like a deer in the headlights last night at dinner!”

“I’ve never been in a family group like that! Is it always like that? Six different conversations going on at once and everybody jumping back and forth between them?”

“Yeah, usually,” she laughed, “But you did great! They loved you just like I said they would! I think you got my dad when you let him drive your car!”

“He seemed so interested in it; it seemed like the right thing to do.”

“It was, Sweetie! Do you know how much I love you?”

“As much as I love you?” he replied.

“At least! You know, we haven’t had any real fun all weekend. Maybe we should stop at a rest area on the way home?” she asked, employing all the charms she knew he loved: her cute voice, a bitten lower lip, and her giggle! She’d save the fact that she wasn’t wearing panties under her skirt for later if he needed more convincing.

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Everything's set for Austin to ask his beautiful Sally to marry him. Can you guess where he will do it? I hope you enjoyed this longer and somewhat less sexy chapter and will offer your 'Likes,' 'Favorites,' and comments, and ... THANKS FOR READING!!