Forty-seven-year-old divorcee Marie Quinn had rented a holiday let in an English village for a week, and she had called into the local village pub on her first evening there.
The pub was not very busy, and Marie was seated at a table on her own.
A happy-looking couple entered the pub, they were probably in their sixties, and they were obviously locals as the bar staff and customers greeted them by their first names. Her name was evidently Lee, and his name was Colin.
The other customers, and obviously the bar staff, had acknowledged Marie, but the new arrivals actually spoke to her.
"Good evening," smiled the woman, as the man got their drinks.
"Good evening," responded Marie, with a smile, who strangely thought that she should explain her presence in the village pub.
"I am Marie, and I have rented 'Rose Cottage' for the week," said Marie.
"Oh, how nice, I am Lee and this is Colin," said Lee, shaking Marie's hand as Colin came back with the drinks for his wife and himself.
"Darling, this is Marie, she is renting 'Rose Cottage'," said Lee to her husband.
"Oh, we are neighbours," smiled Colin, shaking Marie's hand.
"Yes, we are at 'Leecol' the cottage over the hedge from you," said Lee.
"Oh, 'Leecol', how romantic," said Marie, seeing the combination of the couple's names.
"Yes, I wanted it to be 'Collee', but she won," laughed Colin.
"Don't sit there on your own, come and join us here, Marie," smiled Lee, inviting Marie to join them at a nearby table.
"Thank you, thank you very much," said Marie, moving to join her new acquaintances.
"So, Marie, when did you arrive at the cottage, today?" asked Lee.
"Yes, I know the area quite well from years ago so I thought that I would come back," answered Marie.
"On your own?" said Colin.
"None of your business, sorry about that, Marie," laughed Lee, giving her husband a teasing thump.
"No, it is fine; yes, on my own, I am divorced," replied Marie.
"Oh, sorry to hear that, my dear," said Lee.
"It just didn't work out; how long have you two been together?" smiled Marie.
"We married at nineteen, but I suppose you could say that we were together for two years before that," replied Colin.
"Wow!" said Marie.
"Yes, wow," laughed Lee, snuggling up to her husband.
"Did you meet at school?" asked Marie.
"Sort of, although I was at the all-girls school and Colin at the all-boys one, both in the town up the road," answered Lee.
Colin sniggered but did not speak.
"What's funny?" asked Marie, smiling at the couple's obvious happiness.
"Boys and girls from the two schools had not supposed to mix, but Colin and I mixed," laughed Lee, her eyes sparkling.
"Oh, I see," said Marie.
"The trouble was, we got caught mixing," added Colin.
"Well, fucking rather than mixing," corrected Lee, surprising Marie a bit with her choice of words.
"Oh, goodness, what happened?" said Marie.
"Well, later that day, Lee was bent over in her headmistress's study and I was bent over in my headmaster's study and we each got six strokes of the cane on the bare bottom," said Colin.
"Oh, yes, the cane would have been in use then," pointed out Marie.
"It certainly was that day," chuckled Lee.
"But it did not deter the pair of you?" questioned Marie.
"Not for long, because later that day after we had inspected each other's caned buttocks, we fucked again," laughed Lee.
"How fascinating," said Marie, feeling strangely aroused.
"And we have been together ever since," said Colin.
"What is the secret of your long relationship?" asked Marie.
"Oh, the cane, without a doubt," replied Lee.
"How fascinating," said Lee again, because she did not know quite what else to say.
"Yes, the cane has kept us together all these years," said Colin.
"Plural perhaps, we have quite a selection of canes," interjected Lee.
"Really? You mean that you still use them?" asked a surprised Marie.
"None have been used for about two weeks but there is not usually any great length of time going by without at least one of us having cane marks across our buttocks," said Lee.
"How fascinating," said Marie, for the third time.
"Sometimes it is just two or three strokes as a livener, and sometimes it could be a twelve or more stroke punishment thrashing," said Colin.
"Wow!" responded Marie.
"Have you ever been caned, my dear?" Lee asked Marie.
"No, but my mother and my auntie were at school, but I don't think they enjoyed it, and neither of them has been caned since to the best of my knowledge," replied Marie.
"Oh, the cane certainly hurts and it is not always the actual caning that gets enjoyed, it is often the feeling afterwards," said Colin.
"How fasc..." Marie started to say, and then stopped and giggled.
"I take it that you are finding this conversation fascinating," smiled Lee.
"Yes, yes, I suppose I am," laughed Marie.
"I should explain, although it is obvious, that not every boy and girl that got caned at school went on to get pleasure connected with the cane in their future life," said Colin.
"And conversely, just because someone was never caned at school it does not mean that they cannot enjoy the cane in some way in their later life," added Lee.
"How fascinating," said Marie, laughing at herself, and both Lee and Colin laughed.
They continued to talk but the talk drifted away from the cane and caning for a while, but all three of them knew that the subject would be returned to.
The pub had gotten busier, but the area where Lee, Colin and Marie were was still quite secluded.
"Um, I must ask you, do the people in the village know about you two and the, um…" said Marie.
"The cane? Oh yes, it is a very open secret in this village," laughed Lee.
"In fact, many of the men and women of the village have either felt the cane, or witnessed a caning, or both," said Colin.
"Amazing!" said Marie.
"Not fascinating then?" teased Lee.
"That as well," laughed Marie, who felt so comfortable talking to this couple who must be close to twenty years older than her.
"And those that have never been involved in any way are happy for us to do what we do within our property," said Colin, completing what he had been saying about the other villagers.
"I don't mean to be impertinent, but apart from caning, do you two, um, do anything else together?" asked Marie.
"You mean do we fuck? Oh yes, we fuck quite well for two sixty-six-year-olds, don't we, darling?" chuckled Lee.
"Indeed we do, my dear," confirmed Colin, with a lecherous grin.
"Tell us, Marie, do you get a lot of fucking?" asked Lee, her eyes flashing.
"Not a lot recently, I was fucking a married man, but his wife found out," replied Marie, feeling able to say anything to Lee and Colin.
"You naughty girl," scolded Colin.
"She should be caned," said Lee, with a stern face.
"No, I am not sure..." Marie started to protest.
"Relax Marie, we never cane anyone that does not want to be caned," reassured Colin.
"Apart from each other occasionally," corrected Lee.
"Oh yes, apart from then," agreed Colin.
"Would you like to continue this chat in our cottage, Marie? No commitment to anything" asked Lee.
"Um, well, I am not sure, um, it is nice talking to you both, but, um..." responded a now uncertain Marie.
"My dear, we are not going to hang you from the ceiling and thrash you to within an inch of your life," said Colin.
"Nor tie you to the bed with your bare arse in the air..." started Lee.
"Not so hasty my darling, we might do that," interrupted Colin.
"Oh yes, we might," smiled Lee.
Marie laughed nervously, she knew that they were teasing her, weren't they?
"You have my word that nothing happens without your full agreement, we will just talk and perhaps clarify some things," said Lee, smiling. Marie believed her.
"Just to talk?" checked Marie.
"We will talk, you can ask questions, as you have been, and if you want, there will be a demonstration of caning," said Colin.
"Demonstration of caning?" queried Marie.
"Yes, on my bottom or Colin's bottom, not on yours," said Lee.
"Unless you want it to be," added Colin.
Marie knew that she did not have to go with these people, but she trusted them, and their marriage and how they kept it together did intrigue her.
"Okay, are we going now?" said Marie.
"Yes, we can have a drink at our house and you certainly will not have far to go home," replied Colin.
The three of them got up.
"Bye Lee, bye Colin, bye young lady," said the fifty-something barmaid, as they left, and the three of them said their byes to her and others in the pub.
"I know you are dying to ask," said Lee to Marie when they got out of the pub.
"Ask what?" said Marie, although she had a good idea what Lee was talking about.
"Yes she has, several times," said Colin, spoiling Lee's fun and stopping Marie's question.
"What was I going to ask?" chuckled Marie.
"If the barmaid has been caned, and Colin has just answered it," responded Lee.
"Does she like it?" asked Marie.
"Well, she bares her backside very eagerly," said Colin.
"Her large backside," said Lee, who knew that Colin liked the barmaid and her large arse.
"How long have you two lived in the cottage?" asked Marie, as they walked.
"Thirty-five years, about three-quarters of our married life," replied Lee.
"Just about settled in now then," laughed Marie.
"Just about," said Colin.
The walk was not far from the pub to where the cottages were situated, and soon they were there.
"Do you want to drop anything off in your cottage before you come to ours?" asked Colin.
"Or collect anything?" asked Lee.
"Collect anything? Like a cushion for my bottom?" laughed Marie.
"I was thinking more of clean knickers, in case those that you are wearing get sticky," replied Lee.
"Very practical of you, my dear," complimented Colin.
"Oh, um, perhaps I should," said Marie, not entirely sure that Lee was being serious. She went into the cottage and got a spare pair of knickers, just in case.
The three of them went into 'Leecol' and Colin organised drinks.
Lee and Colin sat together on the settee and were very loving, holding hands and sometimes kissing.
"I hope that we are not embarrassing you, this is how we are," explained Lee to Marie.
"Not at all, you are obviously very much in love; maybe I will leave if you start taking each other's clothes off," laughed Marie.
"We might, but you do not have to leave," said Colin.
"What Colin means is that sometimes guests watch or join in, but this is too much for you to take in, we were going to discuss the cane, weren't we?" said Lee, seeing Marie's surprise and confusion over Colin's statement.
"Um, yes, the cane, yes," said a flustered Marie.
"We will show you our collection, follow us," said Colin enthusiastically, getting off the settee with Lee following.
The mature couple led Marie to a room off to the side. The first thing Marie noticed was a desk very much like one seen in a headmistress's study, and in fact, Colin and Lee had purchased it from the girls' school that Lee had attended when the school ceased to exist several years before.
"Here they are," said Lee opening a sort of wardrobe.
"Wow!" said Marie, when her eyes fell on at least a dozen crook-handled canes.
"All in working order," laughed Colin.
"Yes, every one of those has been across both of our bottoms many times," said Lee.
"In fact, it is about time one or more of them were put to use, isn't it my dear?" said Colin.
"Would you like to witness a caning, Marie? Or two?" asked Lee, with a smile that was so sexy.
"Um, well, I...," responded an indecisive Marie.
"We can wait until later, but my wife and I are both going to feel the cane tonight," said Colin.
"Yes, and looking forward to it, aren't we darling?" said Lee, her hand going to her husband's crotch, taking Marie's eyes with it.