by Rick Marlowe
"In an elevator? How interesting."
"I think so. It'd be tremendously exciting."
"Yes, exciting. Also a bit risky, don't you think?"
"Of course! That's what makes it exciting."
"Well, yes, I suppose."
"You don't sound convinced. You don't want to, do you?"
"I didn't say that."
"But that's what you're thinking. You're afraid of being caught. All right then. Well, you asked, and I told you."
"We both agreed to share. And really, hon, my hesitation didn't mean 'no'. We'll try it sometime. We will. We just need to find the right place and time. Ok?"
"You promise?"
"Sure. I do. In an elevator. We'll do it.'"
"Thanks, hon. I love you! It'll be great! Ok - now your turn."
"I don't know. Do I have to? You might think it's a little weird."
"Yes, you have to. I told you mine."
"Oh, all right, here goes. I'd like it if sometime... you would... let me spank you."
"Uh, spank me?"
"Yes. I warned you that it's a little weird."
"No, no - it's not weird..."
"... but? I sense a 'but'. But what?"
"Oh, I dunno. This isn't like punishment, is it? I didn't do anything bad, did I?"
"Of course not! It'd just be for fun. Sensual. For excitement. You know, like 'doing it' in an elevator."
"Oh, good. Because if I ever did something you didn't like, you could just tell me."
"Of course! I know that. I'm not talking punishment here, just fun."
"Just fun."
"Right."
"So you mean like some playful slaps?"
"Playful, yes, but they should sting."
"Sting? You mean like hurt."
"Not necessarily a lot."
"Oh, not necessarily. But you'd want it to. Hurt. I don't get it - why do you want to hurt me?"
"No, no, no, that's not the point. I don't want to hurt you. I just want it to sting enough to be exciting. For you. And for me. Exciting. As I said before - like doing it in the elevator."
"No one's getting hurt in the elevator. Well, not unless we fall over or something."
"You're not going to get hurt. I promise you that. And you'll be able to decide how much, and how hard, because you'll have a safe word."
"A what?"
"A safe word."
"Which is...?"
"Something you can say if you want me to stop, or go lighter."
"Wouldn't it be easier if I just said 'stop'?"
"Perhaps, but, if we're playing - and it would be just playing - you might want to say 'stop' even when you don't really mean it."
"Where do you get this stuff? Is this something you've done before?"
"No, not really. I've just done research."
"Research? Really."
"On the internet."
"Oh, on the internet. You mean like porn sites. Now you're really creeping me out."
"No, not porn sites, although there certainly are porn sites dealing with spanking. That's not what I'm talking about, and not what I did. It's been a fantasy, like I said, and I wanted some more information, on how people do it. So I went online. After all, it's not exactly something that it's easy to talk to people about - this conversation being a case in point."
"Hey! I'm listening."
"I'm sorry. Yes, you are. That was an unfair shot, and I apologize."
"Ok."
"All better?"
"Yes."
"Good."
"And if we try it - which I really hope you'll agree to - I do promise not to hurt you, and you can say 'stop' when you want me to stop, and I'll stop."
"So what else?"
"What do you mean?"
"Tell me more about it, this spanking thing. What exactly would you do?"
"Ok, well the best way is for you to be lying over my lap, with me sitting on the bed, or here on the couch. Nice and comfortable."
"Right, up until you start hitting me."
"Not 'hitting' - 'spanking'. I promise you it'll be fun. And in that position, it makes it easy for my hands to wander, if you know what I mean."
"Mm, yes, I do. How about we skip the spanking part, though, and just do the 'hands wandering' part?"
"I'll do both. You'll love it."
"So you say."
"I do. It's best if you wear a skirt - the one you have on right now would be perfect. I'd start over the skirt, before raising it to continue. Eventually, though, we'd have to pull down your panties so that your bottom is bare."
"Says who?"
"It's the way it's done."
"Oh, right - your 'research'."
"Exactly. It's important that I see my handiwork, so that I don't go too far."
"Don't worry, I'd let you know."
"Of course. You're the one in control. You can stop it at any time."
"How about before we even start?"
"Then you'd miss out on all the fun, and the excitement, and the wandering hands."
"Hm."
"It's not as if I'd be using a paddle or a hairbrush."
"Eeek! I should hope not!"
"Not at first, anyway."
"Not at first? Not ever! Not if you're touching this bottom. I don't care what your research shows."
"My research shows that using my hand is perfectly acceptable."
"It'd better be."
"Then it's decided."
"What is?"
"That when I spank you, I'm going to use my hand only."
"I haven't decided anything yet."
"So a hairbrush is a possibility?"
"Nooo! I mean I haven't decided whether I'm going to let you spank me."
"What if I just did it? Without waiting for you to let me."
"Then you'd be finding yourself another girlfriend."
"That's what I figured. Don't worry - I would never do that."
"I know, hon. I'd have been out the door by now if I thought that was even a possibility."
"I love you, babe."
"I love you too, stud."
"And I'm gonna keep loving you, even if I never get the opportunity to whack that glorious tush of yours."
"I'm gonna keep loving you, too, even if we never make it in an elevator."
"But we're going to - make it in an elevator, I mean."
"We are?"
"Absolutely."
"Good. So you think I have a glorious tush, do you?"
"I do. The glorious-est."
"That's not a word."
"Who cares? It is now, because it's what I think of your bottom."
"Is that why I always catch you looking at it?"
"That's right. Busted."
"And grabbing it?"
"Of course."
"And pinching it?"
"You're catching on. Your butt's glorious-ness is why I can't keep my hands off it."
"And now you want your 'hands on' to be spanking it?"
"That pretty much sums it up, yes."
"Ok, then. Let's try it."
"You're serious? Right now?"
"Sure. Before I chicken out."
"Ok, let me slide to the middle of the couch. There. Now - just bend over. No, the other way, babe - I'm right handed."
"Like this?"
"Perfect. Comfy?"
"For now. Hey! Watch those hands, buster."
"Your little butt is mine now, sister, and I can do whatever I want with it."
"Well, keep on doing that. The butt massage feels great."
"Glad to oblige. But, I'm also gonna do this."
"Ooh! Meanie. Not that it hurt or anything."
"Don't you worry, we'll get there."
"Seriously - not too hard, remember?"
"Right. Not too hard. Just like this. And this. And this."
"Mmm. This isn't bad. Keep going. I kinda like it."
"What did I tell you?"
"That it'd be fun?"
"Exactly. How about we try it a little harder - like this."
"Ooo!"
"Too much?"
"No, I'm ok."
"Good. How about, then, I lift your skirt? Like so."
"You didn't let me answer."
"Is there a problem?"
"No, not really. I just feel kinda - exposed."
"Not really, not yet - that's coming later."
"Ooo - I like it when you take charge."
"Yes, babe, I'm in charge now. And it's time I start slapping that sweet derrière of yours again."
"'Derrière?' You never use that word."
"I'm using it now."
"Good. I like it."
"Well, I happen to like your derrière."
"So you've said. Ow! That one hurt."
"Ok. I'll back off. Not too hard, not too light, but instead - just right!"
"Oo, yeah, oo!"
"You like it?"
"It's... ok."
"Thanks for indulging me, babe."
"Ow!"
"You're doing surprisingly well."
"I am?"
"Yes. So how about you get a little reward?"
"A little rew-? Ohhhh, yeah - mmm - that feels good."
"You like?"
"I do. Your wandering hands are the best. Oh, yeah, baby - right there!"
"I got some news for you."
"What?"
"You're wet - down there."
"I guess maybe I do like it."
"I guess so."
"And I really like this. Ohhh, yeah."
"And since you like it so much, it's time to move on to the final act. Lift your hips."
"Uh, maybe I don't want to."
"And maybe my arm is cocked to give you a nice wallop."
"Well, since you put it that way..."
"That's better. Now let's just get these panties down out of the way. Like that. Hey, babe -nice color!"
"Am I red?"
"Nah, just a little pink. But I like it."
"You're a pervert. Oww! Geesh - I meant it in the nicest possible way."
"Oh, did you now? Well, I mean this in the nicest possible way."
"Oo, ow, eee, oww."
"Stop squirming."
"I can't help it. Hey - what are you doing?"
"My leg'll just keep yours from kicking. Nice and secure now, huh?"
"I can hardly move."
"That's the whole point."
"More research?"
"Nah - it just seemed to make sense."
"I can't believe we're doing this."
"Neither can I. Ain't it great?"
"That's not quite what I me- Ow!"
"You're the best, hon. I never thought you'd agree."
"Oo... ow... I just want... ow... to please you. Eee!"
"Well, you are babe, you really are. You're such a sport. Here - let me please you a little."
"Ohhh... yeah. Do it. Right there! Ohhh! Mmmm. Yessss!"
"You're so articulate when you're aroused."
"I. Don't. Care. Oohhhh. It feels gooood. Mmmm. Hey- why're you stopping?"
"Because I have some unfinished business."
"No, please! Ow... oh... oh... oww... nooo... stop!"
"Ok. All done."
"Done?"
"You said to stop."
"I, uh, didn't really mean to stop."
"You wanted me to keep going?"
"Yes. No. Hell, I don't know. Geesh. I just didn't mean 'stop.'"
"Having a safe word would have come in handy, then?"
"Yes. Ok - so you were right, and I was wrong. What are you going to do about it?"
"There's really only one thing to do, right? Just this."
"Ow! Ooo... eeee! Ohh! No! Owww! It hurts!"
"Nah, I think it only stings."
"Does not - oww! Oo... ooo. Lemme up! Owww! Ohmygawd!"
"There. All done. Wow - your bottom is really hot."
"Oo-oo. It's all your fault."
"I'll happy to take all the blame. Or credit. Whichever."
"You do that. This is rather uncomfortable, you know."
"Your sore bottom?"
"Well, yes, that too. I meant the way you're poking me in the side, with your, you know. You're so hard."
"That's all your fault."
"I'm glad! I think we can do something about that, don't you? Help me up here."
"Frontwards, or backwards?"
"From behind, stud."
"Love it. Just a sec while I 'Free Willy'. There - all ready."
"Take me. Oh yeah, babe - so deep!"
"You're sooo tight, and your ass is sooo hot. Mmm."
"'Mmm' is right. You feel sooo good in there. Give it to me, babe, every last inch."
"Take it Take all of it."
"Ooo. Faster. Yesss. Do it! Ohmygawd, yes. Ohhh. I feel you, stud."
"I'm getting there, hon - gonna fill you up. Fill. You. Up."
"Ohh, yesss! Coming now! Oh yesss! Do it! Yessss!"
"Ohhh, yessss! Wow! Just wow."
"That. Was. A-ma-zing."
"Sorry I went off so quick. I couldn't help myself. You're too damned hot."
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