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Old Affairs & New Found Lovers von Dusseau, Lizbeth (eBook)

  • Erscheinungsdatum: 02.03.2000
  • Verlag: Pink Flamingo Publishers
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Old Affairs & New Found Lovers

All hell breaks loose at a weekend spanking party when a valuable necklace disappears. Heath Manor seems to have gone berserk! Both sassy married and single ladies find themselves over the laps of their husbands and wouldbe lovers for blistering sessions in discipline. A timid Patricia strays from her ruthless husband, Victor, with her eyes set on the charming, George, only to find herself spanked by both men. And Brett gets a rude awakening as she rebels against her disgruntled husband, Kyle. When the devious Cassandra has her plans for wooing a new lover backfire she earns a bruising correction. And, as Jenny's torrid spanking past is revealed, her husband, Judge Callender, knows just how she'll pay for her white lies. Not one conniving, rebellious brat goes unpunished during this wild weekend of spanking thrills!


    Format: ePUB
    Kopierschutz: none
    Seitenzahl: 82
    Erscheinungsdatum: 02.03.2000
    Sprache: Englisch
    ISBN: 9781939916976
    Verlag: Pink Flamingo Publishers
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Old Affairs & New Found Lovers

Chapter One

Kyle's pretty brunette bride stood in front of his desk with an adamant set to her finely curved jaw.

"I'm not going!" Brett announced.

She was so charming when her temper flared, Kyle thought with amusement. Her dark eyes brightened with an animalistic flurry, they would soften in an instant; though right now they could be intimidating to someone that didn't know her.

"I thought we had it all worked out," Kyle answered back, smiling.

"You know how I feel, Kyle, this is a personal matter," she implored him.

Of course their spanking fetish was a personal matter, but he also knew his wife and business partner very well.

"It's just your nerves, darling. These last two weeks have been harrowing; we both could use the break. Do we have to go through this again? I thought I'd heard all your arguments."

"But a spanking party?" Brett winced as she said it. "It seems so . . . so sleazy?"

Kyle chuckled. "You've always wanted to go to one. How many times have we fantasized about having an audience? How many times have you implied that you'd like another man spanking your bottom while I watched? I can't think of a safer and more exciting way to get everything you want. Besides, we've been over this, Phillip Heath's parties are the best. Private, classy, away from it all. Perfectly discreet. Listen, I just talked to him today; he has quite an agenda lined up. We can participate in as much as we want, or as little. We can do nothing but watch if you want, see if it appeals to you.

Kyle could tell by her expression that Brett was digging in for a full-fledged protest. He sometimes loved her like this-it added lots of sparks to their relationship-but it could also get exasperating.

"Brett, we need a break, and this is just your cold feet getting in the way."

"You really think it's what we want?" she continued to hedge.

"Playful, fun, how can we miss? You know Phillip and Janice. Take a chance!"

"A chance? I take chances every day of my life." As private investigators, Brett's statement was quite true. And the two had taken quite a few chances in the last two weeks.

"A different kind, a safer kind," he reminded her.

"But. . . ." Brett's face was still scrunched up in a petulant childish way, her voice beginning to rise into a whine.

"If I didn't know you so well, Brett," Kyle said, "I could be accused of pushing you, but you know as well as I do that you want to go."

"But . . . ." she tried again.

"Maybe you need a reminder," he said sternly. "A few good smacks on your rear should help your memory."

"Oh not now! We have a client due in fifteen minutes."

"Just enough time," Kyle announced. He'd made up his mind. "Go get the paddle."

Kyle kept a ping pong paddle at the office for just such occasions. It hung on the wall with other sports equipment: two wooden tennis rackets, a polo mallet, a baseball bat, all pleasant reminders for Kyle of his college days. As part of the innocuous decoration, the ping pong paddle took on a very different purpose when Kyle saw fit. Sometimes, when he didn't have the opportunity to use the paddle on Brett's rear because they were in the midst of business, he'd just lay the thing on her desk to remind her of what was going to happen when they got home.

The tension in her now was horrendous. Brett wondered if a good spanking might serve a useful purpose, despite the fact that it came at a very inopportune time. Deciding to relent, Brett pulled the paddle off the wall. She hated the way it would sting her rear but she had to agree, her pe

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