The day started as a rather routine Wednesday with some meetings that arose late in the day. We had planned a session that night and Joni had proposed that she surprise me with the news of her misbehavior and let me respond spontaneously. I went directly to Joni’s after work and she had just returned from the gym. She looked amazing in a pink sports bra and a pair of black lycra pants that perfectly highlighted her taut bottom.

“How was your day, honey?” I asked.

“Well, it started out ok but had a bit of a down turn,” she replied.

“That’s too bad. What happened?” I inquired.

“I got stopped for speeding,” she answered, then added, “For real - but only got a warning.”

“Even though you didn’t get a ticket, you were speeding, right?” I queried and she nodded. “How far over the limit?”

“Twelve,” she responded meekly.

“I think we need to take care of this right away,” I announced.

“Please, daddy. It was just a warning,” Joni pleaded.

“Young lady, we’ve talked about your tendency to drive unsafely and that the response to such disregard is going to be an immediate and intense bottom-warming. Now, let’s go to your room,” I scolded. I took her by her upper arm and led her to her room. “Go get the bath brush,” I ordered and as she went to the bathroom, I stacked two pillows near the edge of the bed. She returned a few moments later and handed me the brush. “You know the drill,” I said and then watched as she knelt beside the pillows, pulled down her stretch pants and laid across the pillows.

I tapped the brush against her stunning bottom and gave her left sit spot a hard strike followed just a moment later by a similar swat on the right. Quite quickly, I gave each side twelve strikes leaving two focused, red spots. I laid the brush on her dresser and began to remove my own pants as she watched, not quite certain of exactly what I had in mind. “Roll onto your back in the middle of the bed,” I ordered. She moved into position, her pants still at mid-thigh and I crawled over to straddle her torso.

I leaned forward and she did a crunch to bring her mouth to my erection and gave a few enthusiastic sucks but the position was unwieldy for extended oral action. I adjusted my position and slipped my cock under her sports bra and began to slowly hump her breasts. She seemed amazed and very aroused by my decision and aided the friction by pressing her breasts together.

It did not take long to approach apex. I pondered backing-off and edging myself but was impatient and pressed-on until I passed the tipping point and emptied in her bra and on cleavage with a few energetic rivulets shot landing on her neck and chin. I bent down and sucked a little pool collected in her suprasternal notch and then flopped down beside her.

“Look what a mess you’ve made,” she remarked, drawing a finger up her cleavage and licking it clean. “Maybe it’s you that needs a good bottom warming,” she threatened with a sly smile.