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Chapter XIII
Tom wasn't happy. Under the girl's direction he was putting the laundry
away. Jen's underwear went into her dresser, neatly folded. Tom's
underwear went on the bed where any of his remaining boy underpants
quickly disappeared. Jen was serious about having him wear panties.
"Let's take a break for lunch," Jen suggested. The nightstand clock read
one fifteen. No wonder they were hungry. The girls started for the
doorway.
"Hey...Can't I put something on over this?" Tom asked. He didn't like
parading around the house in just his bra and panties. Not only was it
embarrassing, but what if someone stopped by?
"What?" Jen asked, turning back. "You lost your chance to wear boy
clothes. Next time you ought to cooperate when I say it's dress up
time." Then she hesitated for a moment. "Unless of course you'd like to
put on a dress," she added, smiling sweetly at her husband.
"No," Tom replied quickly. No dresses thank you. Resigned he followed
the girls down the stairs.
"Well maybe I can come up with something for you to put on." An idea had
popped into Jen's head and she went over to the kitchen closet. "How
would you like to wear this?" She held up an apron.
Tom groaned. Damn her! It was almost like a dress but at least it would
offer some cover to standing around in just girl underwear.
"Ok," he muttered.
The girls smiled gleefully and helped Tom into the apron. Jen draped it
over his head while Karen pulled the ties behind his back. Then she
yanked tightly..
"Hey," he cried reaching back. No simple bow was to be found. Instead he
felt a tight knot. Damn her! The girls giggled as Tom realized he was
now stuck wearing this.
Just then the phone rang. Jen picked it up and, after a second, handed
it to Karen.
"It's Mike."
"Hi hon," Karen spoke into the phone. "What's up?"
She listened for a moment.
"Now?" she asked. "But we're right in the middle of something. Can't it
wait?"
Pointing to the phone, she mouthed, "Mike wants the car."
"Ok," she said into the phone. "But you've got to drop me back here."
"He wants to run to the store for some stupid tools," Karen said as she
hung up the phone. "I'll be back as soon as I drop the car off."
After saying goodbyes she headed out and Jen turned back to her husband.
"Well," Jen said. "Shall we have lunch?"
"Sure," Tom replied.
"What are you going to make?"
"Huh?"
"What are you going to make us for lunch?" Jen repeated. If Tom thought
she was making lunch, he was in for a surprise. "There's turkey and
roast beef in the fridge." Just to make things perfectly clear, she
continued. "I'd like turkey with mayonnaise, lettuce and tomato on rye."
Tom was about to respond when he glanced down. There he was in an apron,
wearing a bra and panties. Not exactly a manly image. Reluctantly he
turned and walked over to the refrigerator.
Jen smiled to herself and sat down at the table. This was perfect. Her
husband fixed two sandwiches, put them on plates and brought them to the
table.
"Thanks," she said sweetly. Then just before Tom sat down, she added.
"I'd like a coke too. In a glass."
Tom gave her a look but went back to the refrigerator and got a coke. He
got one for himself too. He was about to pour it into a glass when Jen
called out. "With ice, please."
Back to the refrigerator where he filled her glass with cubes. He
brought both glasses to the table.
"Thank you," Jen smiled.
They proceeded to eat lunch in silence. When she finished, Jen pushed
her plate away and picked up her coke. She stood up.
"Be a doll and clean this up, would you Tom?" Then she turned and left
the room.
Tom was just about done himself. He sat there for another minute stewing
about the predicament he was in; dressed up in girl's underwear by his
wife and her sister. Talk about humiliating!
He reached back to the knot Karen had tied. It was tight and he couldn't
see to untie it. No wonder his fingers didn't make any progress. He was
stuck in this damn apron until they allowed him out. Jen had the upper
hand now, even with Karen gone.
She had found his Achilles heel when she grasped his balls earlier. No
guy could withstand being squeezed down there and he had no choice but
to put on his new bra and panties. Now Jen expected him to clean up.
He could argue and refuse to do it but somehow wearing what he was put
him at a distinct disadvantage. He was afraid she might even grab for
his sensitive balls again. Then what would he do? And Karen was due back
any minute. The two girls had already demonstrated who was in charge.
First, tickling him into submission until he agreed to go shopping and
again when Jen forced him back into a bra and panties by squeezing his
poor balls.
Reluctantly Tom took the dishes to the sink.
Chapter XIV
"Don't forget my glass," Jen said from the doorway. Tom was rinsing off
the plates and turned when he heard his wife's voice. "It's in the
living room."
"Thanks," he muttered. Couldn't she at least bring it in?
Jen was quite pleased as she watched Tom go off to fetch her glass.
Those web sites had been right. A bra and panties made for a very
compliant husband.
Actually she was surprised at how quickly they had been able to get Tom
back into his girl underwear once he had cum. Getting the idea to grab
his testicles had been a stroke of genius. She'd read that the pain
would make any man surrender but she was surprised at how easy it had
been. She'd barely had to apply any pressure. She smiled to herself. Tom
would definitely think twice now before objecting to wearing his bra and
panties. She planned to make him very aware of what would happen.
And she was in for a second surprise when Tom returned. It had been
barely an hour since his unexpected orgasm and she thought she could
detect a little rise in the front of the apron. Was he getting hard
already? Time to find out.
"Let's go sit down," Jen suggested when Tom was done putting her glass
in the dishwasher.
In the living room they both took a seat on the couch. Jen peeked down
at Tom's lap and smiled. There was definitely a little tent pole poking
up under the apron.
"Oh, Tom," Jen began sweetly. "Thank you for making lunch. And for
cleaning up."
Tom nodded. At least she was appreciative.
"And thank you for getting back into your girl underwear." She smiled
and slipped her hand under the apron. "I'm sorry we had to hide your
underpants but I really want you to wear panties." Her hand inched along
his thigh. "No more boy underpants, ok?" Her hand crept higher and
higher.
The combination of where her hand was going and being told he was going
to be wearing panties from now on caused his erection to grow.
Jen smiled to herself when her hand reached his crotch. There was now a
prominent bulge in Tom's panties.
"Oh Tom," she exclaimed with a giggle. "Are you ready again?" She made a
point of looking at her watch. "It hasn't even been an hour." She smiled
widely. "Definitely no more boy underpants for you!"
Tom blushed. She was right. He was hard again. Christ. He had never
recovered this quickly before.
Jen flipped up the apron exposing the panties and Tom's little tent pole
sticking straight up. Her hand went between his open legs. Tom's
breathing quickened and he parted his legs further to give her access.
Jen smiled to herself at the sexual power she held over her husband. It
was so easy to get him to open his legs to her. She had a little
surprise in store for him now to reinforce just who was going to be in
charge from now on.
"Baby like?" she whispered as she cupped his crotch.
"Yes," Tom whispered enjoying Jen's touch as she slid her hand
underneath his balls.
"Good," Jen murmured as she grasped his balls gently through the
panties. "That's it.... Spread your legs."
Tom eagerly complied and Jen's grip became firmer.
"Ooh... not like that," Tom whispered. What she was doing was beginning to
hurt.
Jen just smiled and increased the pressure.
"Owww... Jen stop!" Tom cried. Damn her! She had him by the balls again!
Jen relaxed her grip slightly. She didn't plan to hurt him now. It was
just to show him how easily she could gain the ultimate power over him.
"I thought baby liked what I was doing?"
"I... I did.... But don't squeeze. That hurts."
"Then you probably don't want to get me angry." She smiled and gave
Tom's balls another squeeze.
"Owww... Damn it Jen! That hurts."
"I know," she answered with a grin. "So... about wearing panties. All your
boy underpants are gone. I want you to wear panties from now on. And I
don't want any argument about it. Is that clear?" To emphasize the last,
she squeezed threateningly.
"Owww... Yes Jen. It's clear." Tom responded quickly. Oh God! Yes Jen!
I'll do anything just don't squeeze me anymore. God that hurts!
"I mean it," she continued. "You're to wear panties all the time."
"Yes Jen," Tom agreed hurriedly before she could squeeze again. "I
will."
"Good," she said. "And I don't want any argument when I tell you to put
on a bra either. Do you understand?"
"Owww! Yes Jen. I understand. No arguments about wearing a bra."
"That's a good boy," she said smiling. "So do we have an understanding?"
"Yes," Tom replied; again quickly. Jen's grip had tightened as she
spoke.
"When I say it's time to put on a bra, all I want to hear is 'Which
one?' Do you understand?"
"Yes... Owwww... Yes Jen. I understand."
"Good. Just remember that the next time you argue, when you get horny
again and want me to play with your little pee pee, these little fellows
are just inches away. You'll end up being very, very sorry."
"Oww...Yes Jen... Don't ... Please," Tom whimpered as his wife squeezed again
to emphasize her point.
"Ok," she said relaxing her grip. But she wasn't done with Tom yet. "All
this hair you've got growing under your arms and on your legs isn't very
girlish. What say we go upstairs and I'll show you how girls remove all
that yucky hair?"
Tom groaned inwardly. Jen's hand though still cupped his poor testicles.
Arguing, as she had just pointed out, wouldn't exactly be in his best
interest. Tom nodded.
Just then the doorbell rang.
Chapter XV
The sound of the doorbell jolted them. Immediately Tom panicked. Who
could it be? Would they see him like this? When Jen let go of him he
quickly ran into the kitchen to hide as Jen went to the door. It was
only Karen.
"Hi," Jen greeted her sister. "Where have you been?"
"Oh Mike wanted a little something besides the car....." She smiled self-
consciously.
Jen questioningly arched her eyebrows.
"He was feeling a bit horny.... So we had a...you know..."
"You got laid, huh sis?"
"Yup," Karen answered with a grin. She enjoyed sex with her husband. An
ex-football player, he was big enough to satisfy her. Who were people
trying to kid? Size did matter, at least to her.
"Tom," Jen called. "It's just Karen. You can come out now."
Sheepishly Tom emerged from the kitchen and joined the two sisters.
Karen couldn't help but notice the little tent pole Tom was making under
the apron. Good going sister.
"We were just going upstairs. Tom wants to get rid of all that yucky
hair on his legs and under his arms. I'm going to show him how to apply
hair remover. Care to join us?"
"I'd love to," Karen replied grinning.
Jen nodded to Tom and he headed for the stairs. The girls followed as
Jen brought her sister up to speed. "Did you know boys have the most
sensitive balls?" Jen asked her sister. "Tom's learned a little lesson
while you were gone. He won't be arguing with us. Isn't that right Tom?"
"Yes Jen," Tom replied somewhat dejectedly.
Jen grinned and winked at her sister. "Tom learned what will happen if
he argues. Actually I was squeezing his poor little balls at the time so
he got the idea pretty quickly."
Oh God, Tom groaned to himself as Jen explained to her sister how easy
it was to get to his sensitive privates. Unfortunately she was right.
She usually had no trouble getting him horny and once her hands were
between his legs, it would be all over for him.
Upstairs the girls led him to the bathroom where Jen found the hair
remover. She explained it was fast acting and only needed to be left on
a few minutes. Then into the shower and Tom would be hair free; just
like a girl should be.
Of course Tom would need to be naked so Karen went to work on the apron
knot. She had done a good job and it took her several minutes to undo
it. But then it was untied and off came the apron. Tom stood before the
two girls clad only in his bra and panties.
"Ok Tom," Jen said with a smile. "Show Karen how you've learned to take
off a bra; just like a girl."
Red-faced, Tom reached behind his back as Jen continued explaining to
her sister. "At first he tried to twist it around in font so he could
undo it." She laughed. "But you can see he's learned the proper way."
Tom had managed to unhook it and was holding the bra in his hands.
"I'll take that," Jen said retrieving the bra from Tom. "Now the
panties."
Tom blushed as he pushed the panties down over his still very erect
penis. God this was humiliating! However, remembering the pain Jen could
cause him, he stepped out of the panties. He stood back up covering his
exposed erection with his hands as best he could.
Then while Tom stood there, the girls lathered the hair remover over his
legs, each girl taking a separate leg. When they approached his crotch
he hoped they would stop but no such luck. When Jen began lathering his
penis, any thoughts of resistance disappeared. Oh God did it feel good.
His penis stiffened as she stroked him. Karen meanwhile lathered the
rest of his crotch and balls. Tom was going to be as hairless as a
prepubescent boy.
Then the girls had him raise his arms over his head while they each
lathered an armpit. It tickled and Tom couldn't help but squirm and
giggle.
"Hold still," Jen commanded and Tom did his best while they finished
their job, dabbing some cr?me on his chest to remove what little hair
was there.
"Ok... Stay like this for five minutes and then into the shower you go."
Tom nodded as Karen timed him on her watch. The five minutes went by
quickly and then Tom was in the shower watching his hair go down the
drain. Jen handed him a towel and he dried himself noting his deflated
penis in his hairless crotch. The girls noticed it too.
"Oh Tom... What happened to little Tommy? He shrank... Doesn't he like us
anymore?"
Tom blushed and tried to cover himself with the towel but Karen grabbed
it and soon they were having a tug of war.
"Let go," Tom cried.
"Uh uhh," Karen replied pulling harder. "We want to see how you look
with no hair."
"No." Tom yanked the towel, almost pulling it away.
"Tom!" Jen exclaimed. "Are you arguing with my sister?"
Oh God! Jesus. Did that mean he was going to get his balls squeezed
again? "No," he replied quickly. "I'm not arguing."
"Then let go of the towel." Jen's voice was firm. "Now!"
Tom gulped but did as he was told. Karen smirked as she took the towel.
"Now put your bra and panties back on," Jen continued with a determined
look on her face as she handed her husband his underwear.
Tom quickly pulled on his panties not wanting to annoy his wife further.
He noticed that his now hairless penis was beginning to grow again.
Christ! Little Tommy was enjoying this humiliation.
"Now the bra."
Tom put his arms through the straps and let the bra slide down his
raised arms. Then he reached behind like Jen had taught him and fiddled
with the clasp. It took almost thirty seconds but then he managed to get
it hooked. He then adjusted the straps and stood meekly before the
girls.
"Not bad," Karen acknowledged with a smile. "Just like a girl with her
first training bra. He just needs a little more practice, that's all."
"Oh he'll be getting that," Jen said with a grin. "In fact Tom, why
don't you practice for us now?"
Tom groaned inwardly. Jen was purposefully embarrassing him.
"Let's see if you get down to ten seconds... We'll time you."
Tom reached behind and fiddled with the clasp. Unhooking was easier and
it wasn't long before he was holding the bra in his hands.
"Ok Karen are you ready?" Karen nodded. "On your mark... get set.... Go!"
Tom reached up and let the bra slide down his arms. He caught the bra as
it fell against his chest and slid his fingers along until he found the
clasp. Lining the hooks up was tricky and Tom missed on his first
attempts. Finally one caught and he managed the second without too much
trouble. He quickly adjusted the straps as Karen noted the time and
smiled at him.
"Not too bad... twenty three seconds."
With a smile, Jen shook her head. "Let's try that again, Tom. I'm sure
you can get it down to ten seconds."
Tom grimaced but reached behind once again. He didn't want Jen to get
angry. They made him practice taking it off and putting it on for the
next fifteen minutes and admittedly he was getting better at it. However
ten seconds still eluded him, his best was twelve. The damn hooks just
refused to catch on the first try for him.
"Tom, are you deliberately trying to go slow?" Jen asked after Tom's
latest attempt fell back to fifteen seconds.
"No Jen... I'm trying. I really am. The darn bra just won't cooperate."
Tom was afraid Jen was getting angry at so many failed attempts. "I'll
get it... Let me try again."
Tom quickly undid his bra. He was getting good at that. When he was
ready he nodded to Karen to begin timing. Up went his arms and the bra
slid down. Quickly he grasped it and pulled it around his chest while
sliding his fingers back along the strap. He could feel the hooks and
tried desperately to line them up. Unfortunately he missed again and
precious seconds were lost as he realigned them. This time they caught.
Tom managed to catch the second hook and he quickly brought his hands
around to straighten the cups and adjust the straps.
"Eleven seconds." Karen exclaimed. "Almost."
"Ok Tom. One more try," Jen directed. "If you don't get it in ten this
time, you're going to be punished."
Punished? Christ! Couldn't the girls see he was trying his best? "C'mon
Jen... I'm trying," Tom said beseechingly. "I... I just have to practice
some more. It's not easy to get it hooked."
"Well we're tired of waiting. You have ten seconds to get your bra on
otherwise you're going to regret it. Two against one hasn't worked out
particularly well for you today."
Christ! Tom gulped at the thought of trying to fend off the two girls.
Jen was right. It hadn't worked out particularly well for him. He'd
ended up on that damn shopping trip after the two had tickled him into
submission. And Jen had shown no mercy to his balls when they had forced
him back into his bra and panties earlier. This was not going to end
well.
Then, to Tom's consternation, his penis stiffened some more and poked up
like a little tent pole in the panties. Damn! Although he didn't like
what was going on, little Tommy sure did. The little traitor was looking
forward to what the two girls would do when he failed again.
Glumly Tom reached behind and unsnapped the bra. When Karen started
timing, he quickly raised his arms letting the bra slide to his chest.
He grabbed the strap and got his fingers to the hooks. Feeling about he
lined them up. This time, he managed to hook it on the first try. Yes!
He quickly felt around for the other hook and only then realized he had
hooked the wrong clasp. Damn! Precious seconds were lost as he quickly
undid it and realigned the hooks. This time he managed to get the right
ones together and he quickly adjusted the cups against his chest.
"Ohhhh... Too bad," Karen exclaimed. "Thirteen seconds this time. Not even
close."
"That's it Tom," Jen said. "It's obvious you're not trying very hard."
"No Jen... I am. I really am trying."
"Well Karen and I are going to make sure you give it your best effort
next time."
"What... What do you mean?"
"Remember I said you'd be punished? Well that's what's going to happen
now. Karen and I are going to make you wish you'd tried harder."
"C'mon Jen... No," Tom protested. "Let me try it one more time. I promise
I'll do my best."
"Uh uhh," Jen replied smiling sweetly. "You had more than enough
chances. Now you have to pay the piper."
Grinning, the two girls approached Tom who backed away out the bathroom
door and into the bedroom.
"What do you think, sis?" Jen asked. "Maybe a spanking for Mr. Panty."
"Oooh," Karen replied, her smile growing. "A spanking... I like that."
Tom gulped. They had to be kidding, didn't they? Spanked by his wife and
her sister? Christ! He couldn't let that happen.
"Uh uhh" Tom said, shaking his head. "Nobody's spanking me." He
continued to back away as the girls stalked him.
"We'll see about that." Jen caught her sister's eye. Tom didn't realize
it yet but he was about to back into the bed. Karen nodded. She was
ready.
"Ok Karen. Now! Grab him!"
"Hey! No!" he cried. Christ! The damn bed had caught him by surprise and
he momentarily lost his balance. That was all they needed. They were
upon him in an instant and toppled him onto the bed.
Tom at first grappled with Karen as she pushed him onto his back. But
Jen grabbed for his legs and Tom realized what she was after. Christ! He
quickly clamped his knees together and covered his crotch with both
hands. Karen's hands were now free to attack him.
"Stop it!" Tom cried. He was at a distinct disadvantage. Trying to
protect himself from Jen, he couldn't stop Karen as she managed to work
her fingers beneath his elbows and tickle his ribs. "Ha Ha Ha! Stop it!"
In the meantime Jen was busy. Karen's tickling had Tom squirming about
so she was able to work one hand between his legs and begin inching it
upward toward his crotch.
"No! Don't!" He cried between laughs when he realized how close Jen was
getting. "Oh God! Ha ha ha... Hee hee hee!... Stop it!"
Karen, seeing what Jen was up to, grabbed for Tom's hands to keep him
from stopping her sister. Using her two free hands, she grabbed one of
Tom's arms and managed to pull it away from his crotch. While he was
busy with Karen, Jen forced a knee between his legs and suddenly there
was the opening she needed.
"OWWWWWWWWW!!!"
Jen's hand firmly cupped Tom's crotch as she squeezed him again.
"OWWWWWWW!!!" Tom cried as the pain shot through him. "That hurts! Stop!
OWWWWWWW! Please Jen! Stop!"
Jen grinned triumphantly relaxing her grip somewhat.
"Thank you," Tom whispered a look of relief on his face. "That hurt."
"I'm sure it did," Jen replied the wide grin still on her face. "Now
open your legs so I can get a better grip."
Huh? A better grip. Christ! Tom's hesitation wasn't lost on Jen.
"OWWWWWW"
"I said open your legs."
"Yes Jen," Tom whimpered and quickly parted his thighs to allow Jen
access.
"Pull your panties down."
Tom did as he was told, pushing the panties down over his erect penis.
His poor balls were totally exposed to Jen who quickly gripped them.
"Owwwww!... Jen please don't!" It hurt. Not as much as before but her
squeezing still hurt.
"Turn over," Jen commanded. "Chest on the bed and feet on the floor."
Turning to her sister she added. "Karen... grab some pantyhose from the
drawer. Then tie his ankles to the legs of the bed."
Tom gulped. The girls were going to tie him down! And Jen, holding him
tightly, had all the power she needed. Tom had no choice but to comply
and a few minutes later he was face down on the bed. His rear was on the
edge and his legs spread-eagled, each tied to the leg at the foot of the
bed.
It was the perfect position for a spanking. The girls had made that
quite clear while positioning him over the bed. Jen kept her grip on his
poor little balls while Karen tied each ankle. A few squeezes were all
it took go get him to stretch his legs wide to accommodate the queen-
sized bed. He'd never felt more vulnerable in his life.
"We'll take turns," Jen said to her sister when she stood up after tying
the last knot. "First you spank him and then I will. How does that
sound?"
"I like it.... Can I go again when you're done?"
Oh God! Tom thought to himself. They were going to take turns spanking
him and there was nothing he could do. Oh why hadn't he tried harder to
get the bra on? He'd almost had it that time with eleven seconds. If
he'd only managed another second he wouldn't be in this humiliating
position.
"Oh," Jen exclaimed. "I hadn't thought of that. This is going to be
fun."
"Are you ready Tom?" Karen asked. Not waiting for an answer she hopped
onto the bed and positioned herself so she was sitting on Tom's back
facing his rear.
Smack!
"Owwww!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Karen's hand came down hard on Tom's exposed
bottom. It hurt.
"Owwww! Owwww!"
For the next several minutes Karen smacked Tom's bottom ignoring his
pleas for her to stop. When she finally finished there was no mistaking
the bright red imprints her hand had left. Tom was definitely going to
be sore.
"OWWWWwwww!" Tom cried out when Karen gave him a final swat. He'd never
been spanked like this and it hurt! Each smack had stung and now his
bottom was burning.
"No no. Don't get up sis," Jen said as Karen was about to get off Tom's
back. "You've made his backside nice and red. I'm going to spank
something else."
"Oh?" Karen said sitting back down. "What did you have in mind?"
"Well I couldn't help notice how his little balls bounced around when
you spanked him. Now they're just hanging down between his legs with
nothing in the way to protect them." She grinned at her sister.
"Nothing," she added as she reached forward and grasped Tom's most
sensitive area.
"Owwwww," came Tom's immediate response. Oh God! What was going to
happen now? With his legs spread as wide as they were his poor balls
were totally unprotected and Jen had just grabbed them. Christ! He was
in trouble now.
Tom's fears were justified. Jen cupped his balls in one hand and pulled
them toward her. Tied as he was, Tom could do nothing to resist as Jen
began to spank his balls with her other hand.
"OWWWWWW!!!! OWWWWWWW!!! OWWWWWWWW!!"
Jen smiled as she lightly smacked her husband's captive balls. He was
learning just who was going to be wearing the pants from now on. And it
wasn't going to be him.
"OWWWWW!!! OWWWWWW!! Jen! Please stop! OWWWWWWW!!! Please!"
Jen though had a point to make. Tom had to understand that she was in
charge. And that she could and would punish him if he misbehaved. A
severe spanking now would make everyone's life easier in the future.
Tom continued to cry out in pain each time Jen's hand smacked his tender
balls. Oh God did it hurt! He'd never been in this much pain before. His
wife however ignored his pleas. Tom was being taught a lesson. One he'd
never forget.
After several minutes of this torture, Tom was frantic. Between cries of
pain, he pleaded with Jen to stop. Each smack to his balls brought tears
to his eyes and soon he was bawling like a baby.
Jen was satisfied. Releasing his very sore testicles, she scooted around
the bed to where she could see Tom's tear covered face.
"Tom," she began and waited for him to look at her.
"What?" he finally replied, sniffling.
"Tom. Do you know why you're being spanked?"
"Sure... Cause I didn't put the bra on quickly enough."
"Well that's one reason." She smiled sweetly. "But there's another one...
Who's in charge right now? You or me?"
"Y.... you," Tom replied.
"That's right. I'm in charge and you're being spanked so you don't
forget that."
Tom gulped. "I won't."
"Oh I know you won't," Jen said with a laugh. "No husband could ever
forget being spanked by his wife." She grinned. "And besides," she
continued. "We're not done yet."
"Karen..." Jen turned to her sister. "Are you ready to take your second
turn?"
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