A Quiet Evening In, a tale by JayTee

Meggie and Simon were having a quiet night in, watching a little TV, chatting about the simple things that had happened at work, just an ordinary day. They were both comfortable with each other, not bothered by long silences. Meggie was curled up in her loose long skirt and blouse, her legs tucked under her while Simon was on the couch, sprawled out toes near to the fire.

“Meggie?”

Meggie looked up her eyebrow arching in enquiry, saw Simon looking at her, the corners of his mouth twitching.

“Would you care to grace my knee sweetheart?”

Meggie’s face slowly dissolved into that smile Simon never tired of seeing. Slowly she stretched her legs out and arched her back like a cat waiting for the cream.

“Sounds good to me Sir” she said as she stood up and curtsied coyly, then walked over to stand at Simon’s right side.

Simon made her wait as he reached for the bottle of Baileys and poured a tot, smiling as he offered the glass to her lips. Meggie felt that hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach as she sipped the liquor, her body anticipating what her mind was telling her was about to happen. Meggie shivered slightly as the warm creamy liquor trickled down her throat. Simon sat up straighter and moved to the centre of the couch, reached across his own body with his left hand to grasp Meggie’s left hand. He eased her forward with no pressure, inviting her to join him rather than compelling her. Meggie settled happily across his lap, wriggling to make herself comfortable, experience guiding her to the ideal place to position her pert bottom as an offering to him. As Simon stroked her skirt flat and caressed her cheeks she couldn’t help but clench and relax her buttocks, pushing her bottom up against his palm. Simon smiled as she hummed softly to herself as he caressed her soft but firm sweet bottom, loving the feel of the flesh covered by the silky material.

Simon began to pat Meggie softly, covering the whole of her delicious bottom, occasionally stopping and running his palm over her cheeks in small circles. When he felt Meggie’s hips thrusting into his lap and saw her bottom wriggling invitingly, almost impatiently, he began to make the spanking a little firmer, heard Meggie sigh with pleasure, felt her lie still, trusting him to cover all of her bottom. After a short time Simon again stopped to caress Meggie’s bottom, running his palm all over each lovely cheek. Meggie felt the warmth in her cheeks spreading to her loins, felt no more hollowness in her stomach, was lost in the sensations she loved so much, totally abandoning herself to the man she trusted. She felt something pushing at her lips and opened her mouth, recognising the shape of her favourite treat, a white chocolate covered strawberry. She felt herself drowning in the taste and the warmth in her cheeks. She felt Simon’s hand rubbing her buttocks as she chewed the treat. She turned to look at Simon over her shoulder, amused but also touched by the look of rapture and total concentration on his face as he carefully covered every centimetre of her bottom with his caresses. He must have sensed her looking because he smiled into her eyes and stroked her face with the back of his hand before returning his gaze to her freely offered bottom.

Simon began to spank Meggie again, not really hurting her, just enough to encourage the blood to the surface, enough to heighten her senses. Meggie sighed again and faced forward, closing her eyes and losing herself in the joy of the moment. As Simon continued to spank her she felt herself wanting more and began to wriggle her bottom her hips spiralling and thrusting first towards Simon’s lap then towards his hand. Simon saw the change in Meggie and began to caress her bottom again.

Through her daze of pleasure she felt Simon’s hand slide over her dress down her thighs and slip beneath the skirt. She purred again as she felt his hand under her skirt on her flesh. Simon ran his hand up along her creamy soft thighs and used the movement to bunch her skirt up over the rise of her buttocks and onto her waist. She felt the cool air on her now exposed thighs, knew without looking that Simon’s would be checking that she felt no need to cover her exposed panties, that her submission was her gift to him, offered freely. Without realising what she was doing Meggie pushed her bottom up towards the man whom gave her so much.

Simon felt his heart swell as he saw Meggie lift her cheeks as an offering, as usual torn between guilt at her pain and pleasure at her submission, but knowing too that Meggie loved these shared moments. Meggie felt Simon’s finger tips trace the edges of her panties, knowing he would be enjoying the pinkness that had to be showing under the edges. She felt his palm run across her cheeks and then disappear and rejoiced inwardly as she knew what was about to happen.

Simon lifted his hand and began to spank Meggie’s panty clad buttocks, careful to cover all of her bottom, enjoying Meggie’s choice of panties, sheer and with a flower pattern, the petals the colour he always strove to match. As he spanked Meggie, Simon smiled in delight at the way her cheeks flattened under his hand then sprang back, almost as though Meggie was eager to receive the next “gift.” Simon continued to spank Meggie, lost in the sensations, the feel of her soft, firm, sweet cheeks, the sound of each smack, the feeling in his palm, the pinkness showing around the edge of her panties. As Meggie’s hips began to thrust up and down harder Simon made his spanking firmer, still careful not to cause real pain, only to sting. When he was sure that he had covered every precious inch of Meggie’s sweetly offered bottom Simon slowed the spanking gradually then began to caress her cheeks again. Simon felt the warmth of her flesh even through the panties, saw that her legs were opening and closing and her bottom was lifting and lowering almost as though he was still spanking her.

Simon reached across and dipped his fingers in the remains of the Baileys then offered his fingers to Meggie’s mouth. Meggie felt the moisture against her lips and instinctively opened her mouth and her eyes. As the delicious Baileys stimulated her taste buds Meggie instinctively started to suck each finger in turn. Meggie felt herself sinking into the abyss of pure pleasure and knew she was in danger of drowning in the sensations, the heat of her bottom spreading to her loins, the taste of the liquor, the emotion of submitting, the trust. She was aware of Simon’s hand slowly caressing her cheeks in slow circles but was greedy for what HAD to happen soon. She felt Simon extending his caresses to include her thighs and knees, then back to her warm bottom. Meggie was so lost in her own feelings she barely heard Simon whisper.

“Meggie sweetheart, May I bare your bottom now, will you share this with me?”

Meggie smiled to herself head buried in her arms, bottom high in the air offered freely.

“Sir, you know you can, I am yours.”

Simon slipped his thumbs inside Meggie’s panties and rolled them down over her buttocks and slid them down her thighs, nodding as Meggie affirmed her gift by lifting her hips to help. Meggie heard Simon’s breath stop briefly as her cheeks were bared, felt the cool air around her newly exposed parts. Simon revelled as her cheeks were exposed to his gaze, loving the way Meggie showed no inhibition at exposing both her body and her innermost needs to him. Simon lifted his hand clear to enjoy the sight before him, noting the pink cheeks, the pink, moistness glistening between Meggie’s legs, the way Meggie’s hips were rotating on his lap.

Simon rested his palm on the top of Meggie’s right buttock and pressed down firmly enough to make Meggie aware of his action.

“Meggie shall we finish this now?”

Meggie heard his words and felt a shiver run through her body, knew that she needed to share this final bonding more than anything else she had ever wished for, With no inhibitions she thrust her bottom higher, buried her head in her arms and murmured “Yes please Sir anything…. Anything!

Hearing her words Simon lifted his right hand and began to spank Meggie’s naked buttocks, starting from the top of her bare right cheek, alternating each cheek, working slowly down towards the sweetest, softest most tender spot where Meggie’s bottom joined her thighs. Simon carefully ensured his hand snapped down to sting the surface flesh and didn’t drive the pain deep.

Simon was mesmerised by the way each spank made a white palm print on Meggie’s soft cheeks that quickly changed to pink Simon heard Meggie suck in a deep breath and watches her cheeks lift to meet his palm.

Simon shuddered and broke free from his daydream as he realised Meggie’s bottom is a uniform red. He ran his hand almost reverently across Meggie’s bottom, tracing the cleft of Meggie’s bottom with a single finger, leaned forward to kiss each delectable cheek and briefly rested his cheek against hers to feel the warmth of the lovely pink buttocks.

“How do you feel now sweetheart? Happy?”

“Oh yes Sir, that was wonderful, thank you”

Simon continued to run his hand across Meggie’s bottom and down one thigh, back along the other, all the time enjoying the sight of Meggie in this most revealing of positions, loving the colour, the submission, the sharing of their innermost passions.

Meggie sighed and let herself float on the tide of her emotions, feeling no pain in her bottom, just a wonderful heat that seemed to spread to her loins igniting another need. She took in a deep breath and released it in a long shuddering sigh, forced herself to leave the security of Simon’s lap. As she stood Meggie let her panties fall and pool at her feet and stepped clear of them, lifted her skirt wide and then straddled Simon, one knee either side of his legs, her arms resting on his shoulders, smiling into his eyes.

“You gave me so much pleasure sweetheart, now may I return it in some small measure?”

Meggie continued to look into Simon’s eyes as she reached down between her legs to unzip his trousers, ready now to extinguish that other heat that had been inflamed by her spanking.

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