The weeks following Jack’s punishment episode were uneventful, for the most part – certainly not serious enough to warrant a repeat of Barbara’s original effort. He was beginning to get job offers, going to interviews, and looking at new opportunities, all of which saw improvement in his attitude.

Despite that, Jack’s demeanor also changed during the more recent days. He seemed quieter, more reserved, and spent more time thinking and less time in casual conversation. This change crept up slowly, so it was not immediately noticeable, nor did it forbode any problems. It was just there.

One evening, Jack and Barbara just finished dinner. The TV was showing the evening news, and Jack was opening the mail, which came particularly late that day.

Opening one envelope, Jack shouted, “Well, at last, Kingco wants to hire me. About time. I applied to them over a month ago.”

“Great,” answered Barbara, “I’m proud of you Jack. You stuck it out, improved your attitude after a bit of a ‘rough’ time. Now, you will go back to work. You will take the job, won’t you?”

Jack sat for a few moments, looking at the letter, almost oblivious to anything Barbara was saying. Then, he turned to her and answered, “Yeah, it’s a great opportunity. I probably will take it. It seems like too good a deal to pass up.” Then, he went back to looking at the letter in his hand.

Barbara was confused a bit, but decided to give Jack some time. After all, he had been trying hard to get re-employed, and, truthfully, she wanted him out of the house during the day and in an office setting where the drinking would not resume. She let him have his thoughts and started to clear the dishes off the table, put them in the kitchen sink, then went into the living room to watch the news.

Eventually, Jack came into the living room as well, sat down in his overstuffed chair, and listened to a news report on petty criminals, and another on some lost dog, shaking his head that he was wasting his time.

Turning to Barbara, Jack said, Barb, I have been thinking about the past couple of weeks, and I have been wondering about something.”

Barbara looked over at her husband and responded, “And what was that, Jack?”

“Well,” he responded, “it is kind of hard to frame, to ask, and, uh, well, I’m, ah not sure, it is even good to bring up.”

“Oh, come on, Jack,” answered Barbara, “When have you even not been able to ask me a question or have a discussion and not get an honest answer? Ask your question.”

Jack thought, then responded, “Well, you know, the night we came home from the party at Marge’s. I was three sheets to the wind almost, and you went ballistic. I understand that, and I deserved what I got that night, but, ah, well, what, ah, were you, ah, feeling that night?”

“So many things passed through my mind on our walk home, Jack,” answered Barbara. “Mostly, I wanted to punish you for your stupidity, then a flashback to your mother and her gift to me.”

“I never knew you got that, er, gift,” said Jack.

“Sure did,” came the response. “On the night your mother and aunts had a bridal shower for me at your Aunt Lou’s. They all gave me crazy gifts, but your mom waited until the party was nearly over, and gave me a package. Inside was the belt and huge red enema bag. I looked puzzled; I must admit.”

“Your mom said to take them,” Barbara continued, “And use them if you have to. She said to punish you once in a while with that belt of your dad’s, and she usually also gave you a big, hot, and soapy enema afterward. You hated both, cried like a baby with the spanking, but it did the trick – for a while. Then, it was back over her knees again for more. Use it well, she added.”

“I told your mom thanks, and put them away with other things in my closet, never thinking about them, that is until our recent disaster.”

“Gee, was that all mom said about them?”

“What else could she say, Jack? No, wait, she also said you were eventually getting used to them, and she was looking for other punishments. Don’t know what that meant, do you?”

“No, ah, well, not really,” he responded somewhat sheepishly.

“Say what you mean Jack. There are no secrets here.”

“Well, that is, ah, her spankings hurt and the enemas burned. I hated them, but…”

“But what, Jack?” ordered Barbara.

“Well, they did hurt, but Oh,…I loved it when she did it to me,” Jack blurted out.

“Come over here and sit next to me on the couch, Jack,” said Barbara.

Jack stood and moved over to the couch.

“All right, Jack, now tell me the truth. I want to hear everything.”

Jack quickly had tears in his eyes and he realized the long-suppressed feelings were about to come out. He turned, looked at Barbara, and responded, “I’m so sorry for not telling you that I eventually grew to love them, both the enemas and the spankings, Barb.”

Barbara put her arm around Jack and pulled him to her. His head fell to her shoulder, and she took her other hand and lightly caressed his head.

“It’s all right, my little boy,” cooed Barbara. “It’s all right. I’m here for you and I’m glad you shared your dark secret. It’s all right.” She continued to hold him and his tears flowed, then turned and kissed him on the head.

“That was some secret to keep for so long. I probably could not have done it myself. I love you Jack and everything about you. Let’s not keep any more secrets.”

Jack looked up at his wife through his teary eyes, and responded, “I love you so much,” then put his head back on her shoulder. They sat for a while just cuddling in each other’s arms.

Finally, Barbara whispered in Jack’s ear, “Why not go upstairs and get ready for bed darling. It has been some day, you have a new job, and a new turn in our relationship. I love you bunches, now go and get ready for bed.” Jack leaned over and kissed Barbara, then rose from the couch to head for the stairs to their upper-floor bedroom.

Barbara followed up the stairs a few minutes later, going into the bathroom to brush her teeth, then into the bedroom to change into a nightgown. Jack was already undressed and under the covers.

“Love,” she announced, “I have a surprise for you in celebration of your new job. Be back in just a minute,” she added. Walking out of the room, she went back to the bathroom. Jack could hear a cabinet open, then water running, and the smell of Ivory Soap. Jack smiled and knew what might be coming next. In a minute or so, Barbara returned, red enema bag in one hand and the belt and Vaseline in the other.

“Turn over, Jack,” she ordered. “This is all for you.”

Jack threw back the covers, turned over on his stomach, and pulled down his pajama bottoms. Barbara dropped the full enema bag on the bed, then reached for the Vaseline, took out a glop on her finger, and moved over toward the bed. She separated his ass cheeks and spread the Vaseline around and into his hole. Jack gasped.

“Like that, do you?” Barbara asked.

“It feels sooo, good,” responded Jack.

“Well, then, you will really like what comes next,” said Barbara while, at the same second, starting to slap his ass cheeks with the belt. Not as hard as before, but consistently across both ass cheeks. After about thirty or so smacks, she stopped, then inserted the enema tube, raising the bag well above him. The soapy water surged quickly.

Barbara lowered her head to a spot next to Jack’s ear and said softly, “This is because I love you.” Then, she started moving the tube in and out of his ass. Jack’s dick responded immediately, becoming even harder, and he started again to moan and wiggle around on the bed. He felt an orgasm coming quickly and the sensations of the water, the pain on his ass cheeks, and Barbara’s movement of the enema tube gave him sensations he had not felt in a long time.

“Oh, Momma,” Jack cried into his pillow. This feels sooo good.“ He reached around and pushed his hand under himself, grasping his dick and making the sensations swirling around him even stronger. Then, with a blast, he came in spurts, moaning and moving, then, with a large sigh, stopped and rested on the bed.

The enema finished draining into Jack, and Barbara removed the tube, then took some lotion to rub Jack’s ass.

“Go get rid of all that Jack,” she said, “Then come back to see what else I have for you.” When Jack returned, Barbara was waiting under the covers for a night of great sex.