Weekend with the Parental Units

Tee hee. David and I spent the weekend alone with my parents at the cottage. I had to tell them about my last spanking, and they heard me getting another spanking and teased me about it after. It was a lot of fun for everyone, I thought, even for me despite my red bum! But every bit as embarrassing as I would have hoped.

We got up there Friday and had normal chat. Saturday we went for a walk, then we went shopping, then Mom and I cooked dinner while Dad and David chatted. At dinner the men complimented us on the meal. I said Mom did most of it. Mom said I was a good little helper. David said I'd been cooking more at home lately ever since the new kitchen. He wasn't going there by himself, so I said, "David motivated me".

My Dad is always one to take the bait. "And how did he do that?" he asked me. I could tell from his grin and the way he asked that he knew the answer. We let my parents in on the whole "spanked wife" thing when we first started down that road. Mom understands and is supportive. Dad has fun with it.

I screwed up my courage and answered. "He gave me a spanking. I asked him to." I felt myself blushing as I said it.

"Oh, he did, did he?" Dad said and laughed. "On your bare bum?" He asked with a twinkle in his eye.

David looked amused with this continuation of the discussion.

"Bare naked, top and bottom," I said, hoping to fluster Dad a bit. "Right in the kitchen, across his knee over one of those high stools. And he was strict," I added, being cheeky. There, let Daddy try to picture that!

"I did not authorize you to disclose any of that," said David, but with a smile.

"What you 'gonna do? Spank me again?"  I asked, sounding hopeful.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" David said.

"yes..."

"Alright then, at bedtime."

"Someone's getting a sore bum tonight for over-sharing," said Dad. "What do they say nowadays? 'Too Much Information' TMI?"

"Yes, TMI indeed," said Mom, and we went back to normal topics of conversation.

We finished dinner and Mom and I cleaned up as the men had a Scotch in the living room. I was feeling very tingly all over. I'm sure Mom thought David was joking. He could have been, but I was pretty sure he wasn't. I was pretty sure I'd get it in our bedroom just as we were going to bed. But I kind of hoped it would be out in the living room. On the other hand, we were pushing boundaries as it was, so probably not, though I couldn't be sure... exciting! I would not have minded had David done it like that. But Sue, my older sister, had previously conveyed to us that we should not again in front of them, so I did know we likely weren't going to do that. Still...

It was getting late. David said, "come on honey, let's get you to bed." He had a definite smirk as he said it!

"Are you gonna spank me?" I asked, right out in front of Mom and Dad.

"Yup," he said.

"Be gentle," Mom said. Awwwww.

"You give her what's for," said Dad, seemingly contradicting Mom. I did try to fluster Dad earlier, and we both knew it. It should have been the belt from him, bare naked, until I was howling and beet red!

It was a public punishment though, in that it was a true "walk of shame" towards our bedroom. I was going there to get spanked, and everybody knew it!

We both got undressed. I put on my nightgown and went out to our bathroom to tinkle, brush my teeth, wash my face, and moisturize. I then went to the kitchen to get some filtered water for beside the bed. I could see that Mom and Dad were in their room. The light was still on. They were likely reading in bed.

I got back to our bedroom. David was already ready for bed.

"Get over here," he said, sitting on the side of the bed, crooking his finger at me.

This was going to be VERY embarrassing! I could already feel my cheeks flushing.

But I went without complaint across his lap. He lifted my nightgown, baring my bottom. He gave me a very mild spanking, but I cringed at the sound of each and every slap, knowing the sound no doubt carried to my parents' bedroom. He also took time to fondle me between spanks. I tried to keep my moans quiet!

After my spanking he made me suck him until he was very hard. Then he put me on my back and gave me an orgasm with his tongue. I literally held my pillow across my face as I came so nobody would hear! I then had to open my legs for him and he fucked me, sperming deep up inside of me. As he fucked, I cringed at the rhythmic squeaking sounds the bed made, and at his guttural, but subdued, sounds as he came inside of me. I got up to go to the bathroom again to clean up. Then I slipped in bed beside him and thanked him and we both had a wonderful sleep.

I was up before him in the morning and went to the kitchen still in my nightgown hoping for some coffee. Mom was already up and dressed and had a pot brewed. No sign of Dad.

"How's that bottom?" Mom asked me. Oh blush!

"It's fine," I said. "Could you hear?" I asked.

"Every smack," she said with a smile. Oh double blush! "It sounded gentle," she added.

"It was."

That's all we said about it. If they heard "every smack", they likely heard the lovemaking as well.

Mom and I prepared breakfast. The bacon smell always gets the boys coming.

At breakfast, everybody else was dressed and I was still in my nightgown, with nothing on underneath. Just before I sat down, Dad said, "Oh, hold on, hold on. Before you sit." He ducked into his bedroom, which was right next to the kitchen, brought out a bed pillow, and put it on my chair!

"Thought you might need that," Dad said. Did I tell you? Dad has fun with my spankings.

"Oh Doug!" Mom said. He and David both laughed.

"It wasn't that bad," David said, acknowledging my spanking.

I acted mock-peeved, but sat my butt on the pillow anyways to play the game. I felt moderately humiliated throughout breakfast, which was a bit of a thrill.

And that was that. We didn't talk about my spankings again. And we left around 3pm after a little lunch.

All in all, a very fun and bonding experience.