Fifties Housewife After the Party

Darren was sitting in his chair. His leather pants open and his cock just visible. A look of surprise washed over his face then a look of lust just as quickly replaced it. He said, "You look like this boy's fantasy."

I spun a pirouette then curtsied. He ordered me to get him a drink. I spun on my toe and walked as sexy as I could to the kitchen. I could feel his eyes on me the entire way. I pulled out the rum and in a moment of inspiration I mixed him a rum punch and put an umbrella in it with a slice of pineapple.

I sashayed back to him holding the fu-fu drink out to him. He smiled and said in a mock growl, "You are a bad girl! Bringing me a girly drink like this. You will have to be punished."

I did my best innocent expression of shock and fear. He put the drink down and grabbed my hand. He took me roughly and pulled me over his lap. I squealed, I am afraid to say, as I fell across his lap. I felt my skirt flip up and his hot hand on my pantied ass. He stroked me slowly saying, "Well now little Gerilynn it is finally time to pay for all the teasing you have given me.

"Wearing this little girl outfit is the last straw. You have teased me and cum on me but now it's time for me to take you. You are going to please me now you little girly boy. Yes, you dress as a woman now but you are still a sissy you are my sissy these lacy panties give you away. I am going to make you squeal and beg for me to let you cum in your lacy sissy panties."

His monolog was turning me on and I was nodding my head as he talked. Admitting how right he was. Then his hand landed hard on my ass. I cried out in shock and surprise. The hot hand print on my ass was burning. His hand came down again he spanked me hard. I started to cry for real hot tears from the pain of his spanking. "Please stop! I will be good! Please!" I cried as I tried to wiggle free.

He held me tightly and spoke softly in my ear. "You better be good little girl or you will get a real spanking not just a few swats."