Wife Embarrassed in Front of Neighbour

Had an amusing thing happen yesterday afternoon. A neighbour popped in for a socially-distanced bottle of wine and David gave me a butt smack and the discussion turned to what I enjoy in the bedroom!!!!

We travelled up North to the winterized cottage for a bit of cross-country skiing. We have a neighbour couple who lives up there year round. We got to chatting outside and as he was starving for any kind of company at all (he is very gregarious), we decided he should pop by for a socially distanced bottle of wine. He told us that he'd just finish up outside and be around in ten minutes, giving us enough time to change out of our ski togs.

His name is Larry. He's quite a bit older than us and many years retired, and quite working class which we enjoy (good folk!). He left his wife at home as she disapproves of his drinking and is embarrassed about his coarse ways in company (she is a retired school teacher, believes she's more sophisticated than she is, and very stiff and disapproving all the time).

Larry is a bit of a lech around me. I remember when he was over at our place and he hadn't been around since some renovations and we gave him and his wife a tour. As he saw the master bedroom he told David and I, "so this is where the magic happens!" His wife was so embarrassed. Every time we see him he compliments me on my looks and tells David what a lucky guy he is. He even does that blatantly when his wife is there. Also, in the summer, when I'm out in my swimsuit on the dock next door to his he might shout over, "Looking good, Julie!" I'm not offended. I'm amused. He's old and old-school and figures he can get away with it. I admit to being a bit flattered in fact. David also is just amused at his antics. It's part of Larry's "charm".

As David and I were changing I asked, "slap my butt in front of Larry?" David smiled and was game. We knew Larry would love it. We both understood that "slapping my butt" should carry a connotation of man-in-charge, wife submissive, and a sexy connotation as well. I wore tight jeans for the occasion, ones that would definitely earn a compliment from Larry.

The doorbell rang and I ran up to get it. Larry was there with a bottle of wine in hand that he handed right over. He took his coat and boots off and then followed me down the stairs towards the living room (and past our bedroom). I knew his eyes would be on my butt (tee hee).

Then, 100% true to form, midway down the stairs, Larry says, "lookin' good, Julie". Literally, all he could see was my backside! The lech! I looked back at him over my shoulder and said, "thank you, Larry," with what was no doubt a coy little smile.

Larry took a chair, David sat on the couch opposite, and I went to get three wine glasses and the wine opener thingy. I put the glasses and opener down on the coffee table and then curled up on the couch next to David. David opened the wine and poured. Larry makes surprisingly good wine (still bad compared to our usual French and Italian fare, but surprisingly good given that!).

We chatted for a bit, getting some details about Larry's grown-up kids and filling him in on the state of my family. We talked about lockdown type stuff a bit, and got some stories from Larry's past.

David said, "Julie, why don't you go get some of those cheese snack things."

I stood up lazily and deliberately put myself into butt-slapping range, I looked over my shoulder and said, "or you could," a bit sassily.

"Go woman!" David said loudly and slapped my butt. He really SLAPPED... my BUTT! Not a little tap, either. A full-blown SLAP.

"Ow! Yes Sir!" I said, grabbing my butt and hurrying off to do as I was told. It definitely thrilled me a little bit to display my submissiveness so openly.

Larry responded, "that'll keep her in line," with a big chuckle. No PC response from Larry. We knew we could count on that.

My heart was racing and my face was flushing! I was very embarrassed! 

"Ah, she loves it," David said.

"I'll bet she does," Larry said in a leering voice. Oh blush some more. They then went back to what they had been talking about, comparing different manufacturers about their battery-powered tool lines.

I got back with some cheese snacks on a platter and put them down. Then I curled back up on the couch next to David to listen to the men talk.

Larry interrupted what he was saying to comment, "she's flushed. Hope I'm not keeping you two from anything..."

OMG! I did feel flushed. My pussy had been tingling and I had dampened my panties with my little show and the response. Larry had surely noticed. I felt the blood come up into my face even more at the realization: a hot flush.

"She can wait until after you leave," David said.

"David!" I cried out.

"Little spanky spanky before relations?" Larry asked.

"Makes her wild," David said with a wink for Larry.

"Ok, enough guys!" I said putting my foot down.

David changed the topic to when Larry reckoned the ice would be thick enough to walk on, and we went from there without further discussion of my bedroom spankings!

That was fun. I was legitimately very embarrassed. Both because of references to my spankings, but also just for being a subservient wife under my husband's strict control. At that point I was sure Larry knew I was a spanked wife. That should increase his fantasies about me even more. I also really like building up David's manly reputation like that. I'm proud of him and want other guys to be proud and envious of him as well.

When Larry left we both saw him up to the door. On his way out he said, "thanks David. Always a pleasure, Julie." He said it with a smirk.

As soon as he shut the door I grabbed David and we kissed passionately. He took me straight to the bedroom and he gave me a sexy bare naked hand-spanking across his knee and then and we made love. I gave him head, he licked my pussy and made me cum, then he fucked my pussy and came deep into me. We did not want to disappoint Larry, after all.