It was now more than three weeks since sixty-five-year-old Geraldine Thomas had made a mistake in the shopping that she did for near neighbour Reginald Hudson,aged sixty-three, and after she playfully suggested that she should have her bottom smacked she was indeed spanked and then the couple had sex.
They had actually rather fancied each other for quite some time but neither had made it obvious so therefore both were in ignorance of the fact.
Since that first occasion they had made love a few more times and were seeing more of each other than before,in more ways that one.
This particular day Reg was doing some shopping and Geraldine had given him a short list of some items that she wanted him to get.
Reg returned to Geraldine's house with her items and after checking them she said, "Where is the jam?."
"You didn't ask for jam did you?" replied Reg.
"Yes I did,it is on my copy list here so it should be on the list I gave you."
"Oh yes,so it is...sorry."
"Well sorry isn't really good enough is it?" she said with a slight smile appearing on her attractive face.
"I will go and get it now," said Reg.
"Yes you will and when you get back here I will give you a spanking."
"Oh yeah,very funny."
"I am not joking. I got my arse tanned for making a mistake with the shopping so therefore so should you."
"Well that was different..." he started but he was actually a bit excited at the thought.
"It was not different at all, go to the shop and then get back here for your spanking."
Reginald went back to the shop but his thoughts were on what was going to happen when he got back and on the sex that was likely to follow.
Geraldine decided that her hand would not make much impression on his backside so he would feel the back of her hairbrush.
Reginald returned with the jam and was told, "Right,upstairs for your spanking."
He followed her large backside up the stairs and they went into her bedroom,somewhere that he had been a few times in the last three weeks.
His eyes fell on a chair with a hairbrush on it and his prick stiffened a bit.
Geraldine picked up the hairbrush, hitched her skirt up to her thighs and sat down on the chair.
The sight of her stocking tops added to his stiffness as did her words. "Trousers and pants off and over my knee."
"Look Geraldine,is this really necessary?" he asked half heartedly.
"Trousers and pants off," she repeated.
He removed his trousers and,after a slight delay, his pants and his cock stood to attention.
She pointed at her lap and said, "Don't you dare make a mess on my stockings."
He draped himself over her lap and she looked at his firm backside before circling the hairbrush on his left buttock.
She beat him with a flurry of spanks from cheek to cheek. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Reg was starting to squirm and Geraldine's knickers were getting wet as the hairbrush continued to bounce from one buttock to the other. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!