I showed up at her door unannounced the following morning with coffee and croissants. She didn’t show any surprise when she answered the bell, almost like she had been expecting me. She was wearing a short kimmo robe that caused me to flash back to the robe she wore when she had caught me at her window. We chatted over the coffee and pastries about what had been going on in the past decade. There was an awkward pause and she asked, “So have you been behaving yourself? Spying on any naked neighbors?”

She grinned as I shrugged and replied, “Can I take the fifth?”

“That sounds like a big ‘yes’ to the misbehavior question. Perhaps you need a reminder on how to conduct yourself,” she suggested.

“Perhaps,” I replied hoping that she was suggesting what I thought she was suggesting.

“Ok, then,” she countered, “Follow me and bring a chair.” I followed her down the hall towards her bedroom. As she walked through the doorway, her robe fell away, revealing she was completely bare underneath. “You know where the chair goes,” she suggested, picking up the brush from her dresser. She sat in the chair and patted her right thigh in the universal signal to assume the position for my spanking.

I couldn’t help but gawk at her naked form and resisted reaching out to fondle her marvelous breasts. “Get those pants down and put yourself over my knee before I decide to really teach you a lesson,” she commanded. I approached her right side and lowered my pants and then my boxers. She gently tapped my hard-on with the brush. “I remember him,” she mused and then guided me over her lap.

She began to paddle my bare bottom. Like last time there was no warm-up, it was full strength from the very start. Her swats were sharp and at a fast cadence. Soon my ass was on-fire and I could not help but moan and wriggle as the pain became intolerable. She paused and I thought it was finally over but she resumed to give each sit spot another ten or so very hard, slow swats.

I rose and began to rub my inflamed cheeks. She slid off the chair and knelt before me and took my cock in her mouth. The feelings of burning bottom and oral stimulus was overwhelming. I soon felt myself approaching apex and was about to warn her of the impending release when she pulled away. She must have felt me tensing up and maintaining eye contact continued to stroke as I spewed on her neck and breasts.

She stood and took a taste of the cum coating her cleavage and offered, “I noticed you have a very spank-worthy belt. If you drop by after the reception we can take if for a test drive and I will certainly make it worth your time.”

“Sounds good,” I replied.

“Ok,” she agreed and gave my ass a slap with her bare hand. “You’ve got a wedding and I need to take a shower.”

“I’ve got plenty of time. Perhaps you need someone to scrub your back,” I volunteered.