When it was my turn to choose the scene, I suggested that Sam was an out-of-control teen. Clara and I were her parents waiting up late after Sam had broken curfew - again.

I got to Clara’s early so we would both be ready when Sam arrived and launch immediately into the scene. Sam arrived on time, expecting a bit of down time and conversation before we began but Clara immediately began scolding. “You are late again,” Clara growled. “What did we tell you would happen the next time you broke curfew?”

“I don’t know,” Sam replied in full character as the rebellious teen.

“You’d get your butt whooped,” I countered.

Sam then noticed the hairbrush Clara was holding. Clara took Sam’s hand and pulled her towards the couch and then over her knee. The back of her skirt was up and her panties were down in a flash. Clara began to paddle Sam’s bare bottom with unexpected vigor. Soon Sam was authentically writhing from fusillade of swats. Eventually, Clara paused, “Is my message getting through to you?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Sam cried out. Then Clara slowly gave the Sam’s bottom another dozen swats before letting her go.

Sam began to pull up her panties and I stopped her, “We’re far from done here, young lady. Bend over the arm of the couch!” She complied and I lifted her skirt and inspected the condition of her bottom. I unbuckled my belt and the jangle caused her to quiver. I slowly laid twelve strokes on her already well-spanked ass and then asserted to Clara, “We wouldn’t be having this problem with the girl if you weren’t so permissive. I think you deserve a dose of leather on your backside, just like our daughter.”

This took Clara by surprise but I could see she was a bit intrigued. Slowly she stood and made her way to the arm of the couch that Sam had just vacated. Clara hiked up her skirt and lowered her panties before bending over. I slowly stroked her awesome ass with my belt leaving a bright red swath across it.

I looked at Clara rosy backside, her legs parted tantalizingly to show her treasured nether regions. Sam recognized that I had a raging boner and teased, “Go ahead, dad, fuck her.”