I have written about Karen before. She has a problem about time. Lateness and missed assignations are common - sometimes by several hours! However she has an amazing capability for achieving orgasms with the right kind of stimulation. This is a true story (no exaggerations) about one such occasion.

Treatment in the spa

I was flying into London's Gatwick Airport from Houston and Karen was supposed to meet me at the airport and take me home after my long and exhausting flight. Needless to say, she didn't make it - gave me some cock and bull story about teletext saying the flight was an hour late when, in fact, it was half an hour early. She agreed to come over to my home later, but quite how much later that would be I was not aware.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, I got home from the airport at about 10.15. I phoned Karen to say I was there and then spent the rest of the morning waiting for her to arrive - she lives about an hour and a half away. By 2 pm I got fed up with waiting and decided to try and get some sleep to counter my jet lag, but no sooner had my head hit the pillow and my eyes closed that I was woken by a text message from Karen saying she was in an argument in a local (to her) computer store. I replied that I'd got fed up with waiting and I was going to sleep.

About an hour and a half later I was awoken again by Karen saying that she'd run into a major traffic jam on the motorway, gone the wrong way, come off the motorway to turn around and got lost! It may sound like Karen is not the brightest spark in the fire, particularly as this kind of thing seems to happen a lot, but in fact she is highly intelligent and at one stage in her career attained a position in her totally male dominated profession never before, and never since, achieved by a woman. In short she is quite a remarkable, and high-powered, lady - as well as being very sexy indeed.

Well, eventually she did actually make it to my house - about seven and a half hours after she was originally supposed to meet me at the airport. I am quite equable in nature, and used to Karen's foibles, so I decided that she needed some suitable punishment. However we could pursue some pleasure first. I have a large hot tub, which would supposedly seat about six people and I invited Karen to join me in it, sans clothes of course. I then told her that when she got out, and her rather fine bottom was softened and wettened in the spa, I was going to cane her - something I'd never done to her before. In reality Karen likes to be spanked more in theory than in practice, but the thought is a real turn-on for her. Consequently I don't spank her hard - and sometimes I don't spank her at alll, but always the sex is good anyway.

We stripped and climbed into the spa and I turned on the jets - and the blower which pumps air up into the tub through a myriad of holes in the bottom. The temperature was a nice 38.5 degrees Celsius (101 degrees Fahrenheit for those of you who are more used to temperatures in such units). Karen has a delightful figure - and a shaven pussy - and squealed as first the jets played on her pussy and then as my fingers started stroking it. I think it took about a minute before her first orgasm and then she hardly stopped coming as I played with her pussy and her nipples, and eventually floated her across to me and entered her with my nice erect penis. I think she just came and came thereafter, facing me and riding up and down on my cock, and then turning around, my cock still in her, so she could play with my balls better. We were still like that after 20 continuous minutes when the jets and blower shut down on their automatic cycle. Karen continued riding me in the warm water with orgasm after orgasm - I don't know how she does it - but eventually I pushed her off and toold her it was time for the cane.

She made a bit of a fuss about bending over for the cane, but eventually concurred if I promised not to hit her too hard with it. Well I know the cane can hurt even if not applied hard so I agreed and managed to lay 12 nice pink stripes across her bum - not hard, but it did turn a lovely colour and she squealed with each stroke. I then dried her down and told her we were going to the bedroom where I was going to give her more of a spanking for being so late and making me wait so long, and after both of us taking a drink we went to the bedroom and I laid her on the bed face downwards.

Initially I spanked her with my hand - long and hard until her bottom was red all over and she was squealing and wriggling about. But I knew this wasn't enough so I then used my long bamboo shoehorn on her which delivers a lovely sting - it's a bit like using a cross between a cane and a light paddle. I gave her about a dozen with this - pretty hard to the point where she was almost crying and then relented and turned her round and took her in my arms cuddling her tight, kissing her deeply. She really responded kissing me back hard. I felt for her pussy - it was as wet as I had ever felt it - she was incredibly turned on. I pushedd her legs apart and entered her gently with my cock, pushed her back on the bed.

Now I am a diabetic - one of the drawbacks - or perhaps the advantages depending on how you view it, is that penile sensitivity can be reduced. This means I can usually keep inside a woman without coming myself for a long, long time. I love the sound and the feel of a woman reaching orgasm, and Karen went into one long orgasm. She told me later that she couldn't tell when one finished and the next one started. I think we were like this for a good fifteen to twenty minutes, before I withdrew, pulled on a condom and finished the job properly amidst three or four more orgasms from Karen. What a way to help me through my jet lag!