A few weeks after I punished Sue on Kara’s behalf, I bumped into my neighbor, Helen, in the produce section of the grocery store. We chatted a few minutes and then went about the rest of our shopping. Then, coincidentally, we exited the store at the same time and walked together to our respective cars.

“I’ve been meaning ask you,” Helen asked when we were out of ear-shot of others, “Did you spank that young girl who’s living in your guest house?” I must have looked astounded that she knew. “The windows were open a few weekends ago and I heard the unmistakable sound of a spanking.”

“She’s the daughter of a friend of mine and had behaved quite irresponsibly so her mom asked me to handle the situation,” I responded.

“I see,” Helen continued. “Are you shtuping her, too?”

“Of course not!” I replied. “How can you say that. I’m old enough to be her father.” While Sue and I had not shared sexual congress, that idea had stoked many fantasies. Good thing Helen was unaware of Annie and my carnal hijinks.

“That age difference thing isn’t too reliable when it comes to horny men,” Helen countered. Her gaze wandered to my crotch and she added, “I’m not sure I can believe you given the developments I’m seeing.”

Indeed the discussion of spanking, naughty thoughts about Sue and remembering Annie’s way of showing appreciation had begun to cause obvious and quite visible tension in my in my pants.

“After you get your groceries put away, come on over. I think you need a bit of discipline yourself,” Helen admonished. If Sue were young enough to be my daughter, Helen was nearly old enough to be my mom. I had always found her quite alluring. She was attractive and shapely - in my eyes the quintessential MILF. Her very transparent invitation did nothing to ease the tension in my pants.

I got home and quickly stowed my provisions. As I was putting away the last items, my phone chimed with a text from Helen, ‘Come in the back door. It’s unlocked.’ I did as instructed and quickly saw why she might be hesitant to answer the door herself - all she was wearing black lace panties and a matching black bra was holding-back her generous breasts.

She beckoned me to follow her and in her bedroom, she sat on her bed and pulled me close. She slowly unbuckled my belt then unfastened my pants and let them drop. She slowly tugged down my boxers, letting my erection snap free. She guided me over her knee and began to spank. She would expertly heat my ass until I was about to scream and then back-off, caressing and rubbing before resuming the spanking.

My boner was sandwiched between her thighs and I overtly pumped up and down as she spanked, hoping there might be enough friction to bring me to fruition. Finally she let me stand and then slid to her knees. She began to stroke and suck sending the most pleasurable sensations rippling through me. She paused and I was momentarily disappointed the fun was ending but she merely repositioned us - having me sit on the bed. She popped her bra and sandwiched my cock between her magnificent breasts. Pumping up and down, the feeling was exquisite and I suddenly erupted.

She pulled my belt from the pile of clothing on the floor. “Look what a mess you’ve made,” she scolded. “Bend over that bed for the whoppin’ of your life.”