“When You’re Finished Crying, Clean Yourself Up And Get Out,” She Said Flatly After Administering

“When you’re finished crying, clean yourself up and get out,” she said flatly after administering a spanking that left my ass hot and throbbing in pain, “My boyfriend’s coming over, and I don’t want you here.” But just then the doorbell rang. “Oh! He’s here!” she said with giddy joy, “hurry up- go let him in!” I bowed my head and started to pull my pants up. “No, leave them down.” she demanded, and then giggled as I waddled over to the door. It’s hard to walk with pants down at your ankles. I hadn’t washed my face, so when I opened the door, he saw my snot and tears and grimaced, then shoved right past me as my wife ran into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. As I saw this, the blushing restarted and I felt tears coming on and began to pull my pants up, but again she stopped me, waggling her index finger at me. “No, no, no! You’ll keep them down at your ankles until I say.” she said in a mock serious tone. Then turned to him and said, “babe, you gotta see him waddling around- it’s hilarious!”, then back to me, with a wicked giggle, “go make us something yummy to drink”.

As I turned away and waddled towards the kitchen, I heard them laughing and kissing tenderly. I had a feeling it was going to be an unusually long and humiliating night…