A calm afternoon (F/M & M/F story)

 Fay smiled as she spotted Dan on the couch fast asleep. She'd worked the late shift today, and had expected her boyfriend to head off to bed before she came home. It looked like he'd fallen asleep waiting for her. Lying on his stomach, snoring lightly.

 

She giggled. He looked so cute, sleeping like that. She stepped over to run her fingers through his hair, and rested her eyes on his rear end, tightly encased in a pair of faded jeans. A naughty thought entered her head.

 

Dan suddenly felt a weight on his back and jolted awake. He'd been waiting for Fay to come home, and... he realized must have fallen asleep. It couldn't have been much more than a few minutes, though.

 

Fay was sitting on his back, her legs at his sides, facing away from him. "What are you up to?" he asked suspiciously, trying to glare up at her. Not an easy feat, giving their current positions.

 

She gave his bottom a few light slaps. "I decided I wanted to give you a spanking," she explained. She had always had a great appetite for spanking – both giving and receiving. He'd grown to develop one as well.

 "You're a naughty, naughty boy, " she said, making sure she covered his entire bottom with spanks. "Can't even stay awake to wait for the love of your life? Unforgivable!" She squeezed his bottom, before giving it another series of smacks.

 

He started squirming, and she had to squeeze his sides with her legs to avoid falling off. "Getting to hot for you already, darling?" That would have surprised her; she'd barely begun.

 

"Hardly. My erection was pressing against the couch," he explained.

 

She giggled. "Poor baby. Well, there's an easy fix for that." She rose to her feet. "Stand up."

 

When he had done so, she sat down on the couch. "As cute as your tushy is in these tight, tight jeans, I'm afraid they're going to have to come down. Get them down and get over my knee, bad boy," she said, patting her lap.

 

He did as instructed, and she could feel his erection rubbing up against her leg, making her even wetter than she already was. She pulled his boxers down, rubbing his cheeks gently. "Not remotely red enough, darling," she said as she lifted her hand.

 

The crisp smacks rang out in the room as she moved from cheek to cheek, covering his entire bottom with stinging slaps. Dan let out a deep moan, and was kicking his legs slightly. At last, she gave his thigh a slap. "That's enough for now. You can get up now, naughty boy."

 

Dan rose to his feet, running his fingers over his stinging bottom. He put his boxers back on, but stepped out of his jeans. "Not bad. Let's see if I can do better," he said as he picked her up, sat down on the couch and placed the giggling girl over his lap.

 

"No fair!" she said as he started to lower her jeans. "I started over your trousers!"

 

"Yes, you did. I'm not going to make the same mistake."

 

Soon, her panties joined her jeans around her ankles, and he started squeezing her cheeks. "It's almost a shame to spank these lovely, lovely buns." He gave her a few smacks. "Almost:"

 

She rested her head against one of the pillows as he started spanking, grinning to herself. Dan was turning into an accomplished spanker. Well, he'd had plenty of training. She'd made sure of that.

 

"Going to behave from now on, brat?" he said.

 

"Ow! I'm not a brat!" she said, pouting. "I'm not, I'm not!"

 

"Whatever you say," he laughed as he moved on to her sit spots. "At least you're going to learn a good lesson today."

 

She gasped, and he smiled. "Too much for your delicate behind?"

 

"No, that stupid rod of yours is poking me in the ribs, you bastard."

 

He laughed. "Stupid rod? Watch your mouth, or I won't let you play with it afterwards."

 

"Eep! I'll be good!"

 

Soon, Dan picked his pink-bottomed girlfriend up in his arms, giving her a long, deep kiss. "Shall we retreat to the bedroom, my dear?"

 

She started nibbling on his earlobe. "Yes, let's do that."