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DISCLAIMER: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS A SEMI CONSENSUAL SPANKING
BETWEEN TWO ADULTS. IF THIS TYPE OF THING PISSES YOU OFF, DO NOT
READ ANY FURTHER.
A Night At Lou's
By Otkforu
js@smilingwithteeth.com
Lynn took a deep breath as she picked up the telephone. It's loud
ringing had disturbed her favorite day time fantasy: A love making
session with Lou. Lou was the bartender at her favorite watering
hole. This is not to suggest that Lynn was a heavy drinker as
she was
not. Far from it. In fact, Lynn usually had a couple of diet soda's
when she went out with her co-workers after another hard day at
the
office. Every other Friday evening they went off to Lou's Bar
and
Grill.
Lou was the owner and quite a successful businessman at that.
His
personality was always pleasant and his sense of humor was second
to
none. Add to all of those pluses that he was drop dead gorgeous
and
you get the idea. He was the complete package. A package that
Lynn
would never have. You see dear reader, Lynn was a married woman.
Her
husband Nick was a hard working man and a very good father to
their
two children. But as many married couples can attest to after
years
of marriage, the sexual spice they once had was no longer there.
And
Lou was everything that Nick had once been. How many times Lynn
had
wanted to tell Lou what she was feeling. But she just didn't have
the
nerve. In fact, most of the time, she acted down right nasty to
him.
Friends would say that she didn't really know how to express her
feelings. And she certainly was not comfortable with all that
she
felt.
The ring of the telephone was not a sound that Lynn wanted to
hear. Her thoughts of Lou had helped her to push out of her mind
something much more urgent: Her future. Lynn also knew that it
was not
only her future, but the futures of everyone at her company that
might
very well take a dramatic turn for the worst. Her closest friend
Kim
looked across the office at Lynn. Kim had no idea what Lynn was
daydreaming about, but if given more than a few guesses, she probably
would have come up with the answer. But today there was more urgent
matters to attend to. Yes, much more important than Lou and his
bar
and grill.
Lynn felt her hand shaking as she forced herself to listen to
the
commands her brain sent to hand. She slowly lifted the handset
off
the receiver and managed a soft "Hello." "Hello, Ms East,?" the
voice
asked. "Yes, this is Ms East," Lynn said as she forced the words
out
of her mouth. "This is Paul Mendager. I'm afraid I have some bad
news
for you to pass along to everyone. They are moving the entire
operation to Seattle." Lynn felt a lump growing in her throat.
She
asked Paul for more details and he rattled them off to her. The
company was going to consolidate their entire operation to the
pacific
northwest. Of course, it was some asshole in finance who made
the
numbers influence management that such a move would be very
cost-effective. Lynn felt a tear start to trickle down her right
cheek. "Paul, I've got to go now. Thanks for the info. I know
this
was not a call you wanted to make." Lynn hung up and looked straight
ahead right into the eyes of Kim.
Kim didn't need Lynn to say a word. The rumors had been
circulating for months now. Everyone knew that this was going
to
happen sooner or later. Lynn forced a smile Kim's way and the
two of
them went about the unhappy task of informing all of the others.
The
remainder of the day was filled with the phone ringing off the
hook.
Word of the shut down spread like wild fire. By the time 5 PM
rolled
around, Lynn was all talked out. While she understood that talking
was
the right thing to do at this time, it seemed that everyone singled
her out for strength. And strength seemed to be in short supply
around there that day. And hers was at an end. She needed to escape
for a while. She needed to feel good about things. She needed
Lou's
Bar and Grill.
Kim grabbed Lynn by the arm and nearly tore it out of it's socket.
"Come on," she said, "We're going to Lou's." Lynn didn't offer
any
resistance. "So, you can read my mind can't you," Lynn said as
the
two of them left the office for the parking lot and the ride that
would lead them to some sanctuary. Lou's was only about 10 minutes
from their office, although rush hour traffic would make the ride
about twice as long. Most of the ride was spent listening to the
classic rock station. Lynn thought it was fitting that Bruce
Hornsby's "The way it is," was the first song they heard. The
future
was changing.
Lou's Bar and Grill represented the past and the present. Most
of
the times spent there were good ones for Lynn. She enjoyed the
social
atmosphere that was always part of the experience. Tonight was
lobster night and she only wished that tonight's get together
at Lou's
was celebration. Lynn pulled the car into the parking lot and
shut
off the radio. Mick Jagger had just started to croon, "Hear him
whip
the women just around midnight." For some reason, every time Lynn
heard that line, she got a funny feeling in the pit of her tummy.
In
fact, every time Lynn heard the word spanking she got that same
feeling. She had tried to analyze it, but never truly was able
to
determine why that word had such an effect on her. Kim knew nothing
about that. Lynn made sure she never would.
They marched into the bar as if it was just another ordinary
Friday. TGIF they shouted as the made their entrance. Lou walked
out
from the kitchen and said, "Hi gals. How's it hanging?" That always
made Lynn laugh. "Hey, that's what we should be asking you, big
guy!!"
The three of them shared a quick laugh and Lou disappeared into
the
kitchen again. Lynn watched Lou's figure as he walked away. She
let
out with a sigh loud enough that she was certain every person
at the
place had heard it. If they did, nobody let on.
Tonight was certainly not just another Friday. It was black
Friday. The Friday from hell. The type of Friday one only expects
to
encounter in a Stephen King novel. But it was reality. And reality
sometimes sucked. Lynn ordered a beer. And then another one. She
drank the first one very quickly but nursed the 2nd one through
dinner. Lou's lobster was fantastic as usual. There was good
conversation for most of the night, but the topic of the company
did
come up. Lynn ordered a third beer. Lynn was getting drunk. Not
the
kind of drunk you get when you are stoned out of your mind, but
the
kind of drunk when you just don't give a rats ass about anything.
Yep, this was not your typical Friday at Lou's Bar and Grill.
Lou had spent the afternoon getting ready for the usual Friday
night crowd. And while he worked to get the place ready for the
party
to follow, he usually allowed himself to enjoy his favorite fantasy:
Lynn. He was attracted to her the very first time he ever laid
eyes
on her. Sure, she was pretty as woman go, but there was much more.
She was what he wanted. He would fantasize that she worked at
the bar
with him. He often thought about offering her a job with him,
but he
never thought she'd take it. So when he heard about the closing
to
come, he decided to see if his offer might be accepted.
He took a seat opposite from Lynn and smiled at her. His smile
was
sincere and she could see the sadness in his face. He leaned closer
to her so she could hear him over the blasting sounds of U2 that
blared from the juke box. "I heard about the company. That really
sucks. Have you given thought to what you are going to do?" Lynn
took another swig of her beer and said, "No, I haven't and I'd
appreciate it if you would just drop the subject. I have been
listening to people talk about this fucking shit all the damn
day long
and I come here to forget about it. I don't need you bringing
it up."
"Are you drunk, Lynn? Since when do you have beer?" Lynn gave
Lou
an icy stare. Her mouth opened up and she heard herself say, "Who
the
fuck made you my boss? Listen here me bucko, I'll drink whenever
the
fuck I want to drink and if you don't like that, you can just
bite
me!!!" Lou stood up and walked away. He took a few steps and as
he
walked he turned his head back to look at her. "Why are you always
so
mean to me?" he asked. He didn't wait for an answer. He walked
back
into the kitchen.
Lynn sat there hating herself. She liked Lou. In fact, maybe it
was even more than "like." He was a great guy and he was only
showing
his concern for her. But even when she was sober she didn't know
how
to react to the intense feelings he brought alive in her. Most
of the
time she was not very nice to him. Now that she was a little drunk,
she was just being down right vicious. Part of her knew she should
go
into the kitchen and apologize to him. If only she had that much
guts. But not Lynn. No way was she going to do that. She used
to
apologize all the time to another man. No, to not Lou and not
her
husband.
Lynn thought back to how many times she said the words, "I'm
sorry." How many times she screamed them and really meant them.
Only
those words were never heard by the recipient, her father. Lynn's
dad
was a believer in hard discipline for children. Lynn was spanked
over
his knee on her bare bottom from about age 5 through her mid teen
years. And when daddy said it was time for a spanking, Lynn knew
that
a spanking was just what she was going to get. So, all the sorrys
in
the world did not matter.
Daddy would take her into her bedroom, seat himself and pull her
over his knee. He would flip back her skirt and lower her panties.
He always spanked her with a wooden paddle, although later on
she
would recall it as "A small row boat oar." The spankings always
made
her cry and were quite severe. She promised herself that she would
never spank her own children and she was true to that promise.
Her remembrances made her shake a little. Maybe daddy wasn't
always wrong about things. Maybe she did deserve some of the
spankings that he had given her. And if she had ever done anything
to
earn a spanking, she had earned the mother of all spankings tonight.
Her mind started to envision herself over Lou's lap. His strong
body
sitting on his office chair with her draped over his lap. Her
skirt
lifted and her panties lowered. Maybe she would scream she was
sorry,
or maybe not. But Lou would not care anymore than her daddy did.
He
would spank her good and clear the air between them that she had
fouled so many times in the past. But she never allowed herself
to
think too long about such a scene. She knew she would rather die
than
to ever have that happen in real life. Or so she thought.
The rest of the evening was a bunch of small talk about the future
and which guy had the cutest butt in the office. Lynn enjoyed
most of
the banter, but still wasn't feeling all that well. She was a
bit
light headed and her head ached a little. She needed an aspirin.
She
looked up at the clock and saw it was half past midnight. "Shit,
where did the time go?" she thought. Kim had left half an hour
ago.
Her husband had stopped by the bar to pick her up. Lynn had decided
to
stay for a while longer. Why? She really didn't know.
Unfortunately, she had to get back home. Nick would start to
worry about her and she didn't need to hear his shit if she came
back
late. She yelled into the kitchen, "Lou, where the fuck are you?"
Lou came out and smiled at her. "Why, I'm right here Lynn. Is
there
something wrong with your eyes?" Lynn snarled at him. Lou took
a
step backwards as her face startled him. "No, there is nothing
wrong
with my fucking eyes, you idiot. Why the hell do you always have
something to say?' Lou gave her one of his confident smiles and
said,
"you are still a little drunk. I'll get you a cup of coffee. "
Before
Lou could turn around to get the Java, Lynn let out with another
tirade. "Just who the fuck said I was going to have any coffee?
I
don't need coffee and I certainly don't need you telling me what
I am
going to drink. Maybe I want another fucking beer. Maybe that's
what
I want."
All of a sudden Lou's facial expression changed. His eyes
narrowed and his mere presence made Lynn's heart start to thump
in her
chest. "Lynn, you are going to have a cup of coffee. I don't want
you driving home if you are not 100% sober." "Just who the fuck
do
you think you are," Lynn shouted back at him. "I am someone who
happens to give a shit about you, that's who I am," came Lou's
stern
reply. Lynn was experiencing some feelings that she hadn't felt
in
some time. Her whole body was shaking with anticipation. She was
breathing hard and she took two steps toward him and said, "I
don't
need coffee. What I need is a...." but before Lynn could finish
that
sentence, Lou finished it for her. "a spanking," she heard Lou's
voice thunder.
She quickly looked around almost dying of embarrassment. But much
to her relief and terror, she realized that everyone else had
gone
home. They were the only one's left at Lou's Bar and Grill. "Well,
I'm not going to drink any coffee and that's that, " Lynn replied.
Lou tried to calm down and said, "Lynn, please do it for me. Just
drink one cup." Lynn felt some twinges of guilt and decided to
accept
the offer. She downed one cup and the two of them talked. She
told
him that she would think about the job offer, but she didn't know
if
she would accept it.
Lou walked her to her car and said, "Listen, give me a call when
you get home so I know you're okay." Lynn could not help it as
she
felt her anger level rise all over again. "What is this shit?
Call
you? Am I some kind of baby that I cannot drive home by myself?
I
need to call you? No fucking way. I'll be fine." Lou could feel
his
own agitation level increase. His voice took on the same tone
her
daddy's voice use to just before he would spank her. "Lynn, you
will
call me. I care about you and I want to make sure you are okay.
Use
your cell phone."
Lynn gave him a cold stare and grabbed the cell phone from the
passenger seat. She went to turn it on but nothing happened. "Shit,
the battery is dead." Lou was standing by the car window. "How
long
has the battery been dead?" Lou asked her. Lynn's face was now
red
and she screamed, "HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW? JUST LET ME DRIVE
HOME
AND WHILE YOU'RE AT IT, MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY AND GET A LIFE AND
STOP
ACTING LIKE MY FATHER."
Lou had heard enough. "Get out of the car, " he ordered. Lynn
felt
a lump in her throat as she said, "No." Lou opened the car door
and
lifted her out of the drivers seat. She always knew Lou was strong,
but he lifted her as if she weighed about 3 pounds. He placed
her
over his shoulder and marched them both back inside the bar.
Once inside, he locked the door and sat down on one of the many
chairs there. He placed Lynn over his lap and didn't hesitate
to
raise her skirt. Lynn started to struggle a bit but her struggles
became more frantic when she felt his fingers find the waistband
of
her panties. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, LOU!!! DON'T YOU DARE!!
NO!!
PLEASE DON'T PULL DOWN MY PANTIES LOU!!! PLEASE!! I'M SORRY!!!!!"
Lynn heard those dreaded words escape her lips. She was sorry.
And if
the truth were to be told, those words would have been used. Because
Lynn was sorry. She was sorry for treating such a great guy like
Lou
in such a manner. She knew she deserved what she was going to
get.
And if another truth were to be told, she had actually waited
for
this.
Lou sucked in his breath as he lowered her panties. He had never
seen her without clothes on before. His eyes were treated to her
bare
behind. It was perfect just as he knew it would be. Nice and firm
and naughty. He was going to make her wish she had been born without
one. He took a tight grip on her and raised his right hand. Lynn
shut her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. She waited for her
very
first adult spanking to begin.
Lou didn't keep her waiting long. His big strong hand landed on
Lynn's tender bare behind and Lynn yelled out loud. "OUCH!!
OOWWEE!!!! YYEEOOUCHH!!! Lou gave Lynn a spanking her father would
have been proud of. He went from one cheek to the other and let
his
palm visit her thighs as well. He ignored Lynn's frantic cries
as
well as her pleas for mercy. He had waited for this day for a
long
time. Many was the time in the past that she had mouthed off to
him.
He had often thought about spanking her, but never had found the
courage to do it. But as I have said, tonight was not just another
ordinary Friday at Lou's Bar and Grill.
Lynn struggled on Lou's lap. She twisted left. She twisted
right. She tried to power herself up off his lap, she tried to
lean
to the left to fall on the floor. She put up a valiant fight,
but was
no match for Lou. He was just to big and strong for her. Her entire
behind was now on fire. She was crying and felt her entire body
go
limp and she just lay over Lou's lap. All the fight had been spanked
out of her and all that was left was her submission, which she
gave to
him. Lou could feel Lynn's body go limp and he decided it was
time to
bring the spanking to a close. He gave her another 12 hard spanks.
These spanks were by far the hardest of the bunch. Lynn was too
exhausted to scream. She just let out a loud groan with each swat.
Finally, it was over.
Lou kept Lynn over his lap for a while. He rubbed her red and
swollen seat. Lynn was crying softly. Lou was as aroused as he
had
ever been. His erection was so hard it was painful. Finally, he
let
Lynn up. She sat on his lap and he kissed her. "I'm sorry that
I
behaved like an ass tonight, Lou," Lynn said. "I know you've been
under a lot of stress, Lynn," Lou said. I'm sorry that things
had to
wind up like this." "Well", Lynn began, "this isn't really so
bad, is
it?" She smiled at him and he returned her happiness with a smile
of
his own. It was now 1 AM.
The two of them knew that this was where their encounter must
end.
They were both ready to have sex, but Lynn was a married woman
and had
two kids. She held Lou's hand as he walked her out to the car.
"Same
time in two weeks?," Lou asked. "Yep," came Lynn's reply. It might
be 6 months before the company moves out." The two of them embraced
and Lou whispered in her ear, "I love you Lynn. If you ever do
need a
job, you know the offer will always be there." Lynn didn't answer.
She just gave him one last kiss and jumped into her car. She winced
when she sat down. Lou stifled a laugh as Lynn fired up the Pontiac.
Lou turned away and walked back to the bar. Yep, it was certainly
not
another ordinary night at Lou's Bar and Grill.
The End
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