I have a wood shop in the basement and I am very good at making things out of wood. My wife knows this and told Kathy, a friend of hers that I would custom make her something special for Christmas. Now Christmas has passed and my wife gave Kathy a phone call to see if we could come over to her house and I could measure her house and find out what Kathy wanted made.
Kathy had other plans later in the day, and this would be a wonderful time to come over. I told my wife that this would work out fine, but I also wanted to see a major football playoff game today. Our state’s professional team played so well, that they finally made it to the playoffs.
Kathy didn’t live to far away, and we got there in plenty of time for me to find out what she wanted made and I could measure everything. All she wanted was two shelves for a wall and a wooden recycling box. As the women talked in the living room, I measured everything and wrote down the measurements. What Kathy wanted was fairly simple to make and it would make a nice Christmas present for her.
The time was working out perfectly for me to still see my very important football playoff game. I told Kathy and my wife that I had completed the measurements and we should go back home. Well, my wife wanted to stay longer and talk to her, so she told me to just sit down and wait. I really wanted to see this game, and I interrupted their conversation about this. Kathy had only one television in the living room and when I suggested to my wife that I watch this important game at Kathy’s television, she told me that would be rude and just to sit quietly.
Now the game had started and I really wanted to get home. The two women were making small talk, as far as I was concerned, so I interrupted them again. This time my wife said that I would get a spanking if I said anything else about this football game. My wife does spank me, so I tried to keep quiet, but they kept talking and talking.
Finally I said, “Honey, I can’t take this anymore, I need to get home to watch this important game.”
My wife said, “Well, it is important that I talk to Kathy too, and you will now get a good spanking for your many interruptions.”
I didn’t want to be spanked, but at least we would go home and I could watch the rest of the game. But then my wife surprised me and told me to stand in front of her with my hands over my head. “I thought you were going to spank me at home.” I complained.
“Well, you have disrupted our conversation for the last time, and since you have offended Kathy as much as me, she should witness your spanking.” My wife said.
“Please spank me at home, I will be quiet from now on.”
“It is too late for that. Stand in front of me right now!”
My wife always has me stand in front of her when I am about to be spanked. My hands are to be on the top of my head and my feet slightly parted. I am to say nothing unless I am asked to speak. My wife always pulls down my pants and underwear and rolls and tucks my shirt up so it isn’t in the way. I am usually scolded while she does this.
“Can’t you just spank me on my underwear? Kathy is watching!” I complained.
“I always spank you on the bare, and you better be quiet or your spanking will last longer.” My wife said.
To add to my embarrassment, Kathy pulled up a chair closer to me, so she could observe my spanking.
“Do you spank Clyde very often?” Kathy asked.
“It depends on how well behaved he is.” My wife answered. “He also gets a weekly maintenance spanking, if I don’t spank him during the week.”
When my underwear came down, Kathy noticed that all of my pubic hair was shaved. “Why is he shaved down there?” Kathy asked.
“Since he acts like a naughty little boy that needs to be spanked, I have him keep himself shaved so he looks like a little boy.” My wife answered. “Show Kathy your nice little butt that is about to be spanked.”
I felt embarrassed, but I turned so Kathy could see my butt better. “Go ahead and feel him, he has a nice firm spankable butt.” My wife said.
Then I felt Kathy’s exploring hands on my butt. “Clyde, step out of your pants so you can spread your legs for Kathy, and she can feel you better.” My wife said. Soon my pants and underwear were set aside and now I felt both Kathy’s and my wife hands on my butt. My wife always has me stare straight ahead plus Kathy and my wife were behind me, so I couldn’t tell whose hands were on me in what places. But I felt hands between my legs and my upper thighs, and even on my penis and balls.
“You better place yourself over my knees so I can start your spanking.” My wife said as she sat down again. My wife always hikes up her skirt and spreads her legs so my penis is placed between them. Before my spanking starts, she squeezes her thighs together, and then I am anchored in place and can’t move.