Showing his growth as a husband and a lover, Harry helped her lie on the bed, bending over to kiss her with more emotion than he knew he had. His gratitude for Summer’s loyalty added to the affection he’d never lost, was apparent to them both as he gave to her in a way he could not have imagined before his reawakening. Getting in the bed beside her, he took his time with soothing hands over her whole body, especially her...

As they lay together in the afterglow of Harry’s reclaiming of his wife, he wanted to talk, but Summer was exhausted. She hadn’t expected her husband to respond so energetically after watching her with Scott, so between her two lovers in one evening, she was too tired to do anything more but sleep. “I’m sorry, Harry. I just can’t keep my eyes open. Love you! Good night,” she said in a near whisper and rolled onto her side...

Sleep remained difficult for Chloe. She was looking forward to being with Professor Mike again, remembering how, just this afternoon, he’d pulled her into an empty classroom and spanked her. It didn’t matter that it was short: the complete surprise of it all and the forceful attitude had her anticipating an escalation the following evening. But she had also had a wonderful time with Simone; sweet, gentle Simone. She loved...

Chapter 3 - Getting To Love Her Part 9 – Celebration! I spent the rest of my day straightening up my house. I hadn’t told Susan I planned to bring her here after dinner. I was a little worried that she’d question why I’d waited so long to show her my home, but she’d never brought it up, and I felt I had a good reason for waiting but didn’t know if she’d see it that way. I spent a lot of time on one room in particular as s...

Part Three - Three's Not a Crowd On my way up! Oh my God, I can’t wait! I can’t wait to see you! … and you know! We’re both gonna get spanked today! Yeah, are you okay? Your bottom? Yes, I’ll be okay. Christy and Kyle’s texts showed they were more than excited at the prospect of spending an afternoon together with Miss Nicole. They knew what she was like from their individual sessions with her, but being together held the...

Part One - Parking Lot Ding Briefcase in hand, Kyle made his way through the misting rain to the hotel entrance and its front desk. “Christy, I’m glad it’s you,” he said, comforted by a familiar female face, “Do you know who owns the black Escalade with custom wheels?” “Oh, yes. Why?” she asked, showing both concern and amusement. “It seems I’ve put a ding in the passenger-side door when I opened mine too far. I should te...