“Sorry, carry on,” she implored him, wide-eyed at the notion that these things really happened.
“So, she watched us, but we weren’t aware of that. Then a few days later when I went round again Mrs Carter said she had a surprise for me and that turned out to be her and Sally,” he said still shocked at the idea of it.
“No fucking way!” she cried as his eyes darkened further.
“That one will cost you and I am counting now, Natasha.”
“So, you did them both, together?” she asked, laughing now.
“So eloquently put, baby. But yes. Sally had threatened to tell Daddy if she couldn’t get in on the act and I couldn’t believe my luck. We got together a few times, but it was a bit weird,” he explained.
“No fucking shit!” cried Tasha at his understatement.
“Do you want me to put you across my knee right now, Tasha, and spank you hard? Is that what you want? Because you and your mouth seem to be going out of your way to do the opposite of keeping it in check,” he warned her with a slightly sinister edge now.
“Maybe,” she admitted, nervously nibbling the corner of her mouth.
Jim frowned at her suspiciously. “Why do I think you’re playing with me? Provoking me? That you are leading up to something?”
She smiled and shrugged.
“Okay, we’ll play it your way, baby, but I am still keeping count and you will have to pay.” He grinned before continuing with his story. “It was weird because of them being mother and daughter. A three way with two women is great, but when they touched each other I kept thinking that she was her mom.” He shuddered slightly at the memory making Tasha laugh as she realised that they may have been his first, but not his last three way.
“Well, you started it by screwing the daughter and then the mother.” She laughed until she suddenly found herself draped across his lap and her sweatpants were being pulled down revealing her bare bottom beneath them. Quickly, and without warning, the first strike rang out making her scream. Then came a second and a third, but no playing in between, no fingers buried inside her and yet she still found it incredibly sexy to have his hands on her. She was very turned on now and suddenly thought of her next question for him as he lifted her off him and back onto the sofa next to him.
“Behave, Miss Winters!” he admonished with a wicked grin.
She grinned back, but said nothing.
“My turn. Now, tell me what you and Sara really talked about.”
“I’ve told you,” she insisted.
“No, I think you gave me the headlines. Tell me, because so far I am willing to put your behaviour down to high jinks meaning the three spanks may just be enough to cover it, but lying is whole new ball game. I was thinking we could make out a little after this, maybe even take a trip to the rodeo, but not if you lie to me. It will be frustration all the way, baby, if you lie,” he threatened.
She could feel her insides clenching at the thought of making out and she assumed the rodeo reference was to her new found love of being the cowgirl.
“Or maybe I could just hand over control to you. I’d be most compliant for you, Tasha.” His threat was deliberate and very real.
“No,” she cried. “I don’t like you compliant, asking before you do things.”
“So?” he asked, smiling at her admission.
“We did talk about Lenny, and her working, but she also talked about her frustrations with Lenny, that they weren’t as close as they had been.” This did sum up things tactfully, but without details.
Jim nodded.
“Then she made a couple of references to you and us and about sex. She reckons we are probably perfectly suited and admitted she hadn’t been that adventurous and hadn’t enjoyed the kinkier side of sex with anyone.”
Jim said nothing, he just shrugged. Tasha giggled.
“What?”
“How do you feel about corporal punishment?”
He frowned “What?” he repeated with increasing frustration.
“Specifically, the cane?” She felt breathless and excited.
