When Molly and Meggie are together, they always get into trouble—which means they always get spanked—and after they decide to meet for two-for-one margarita night at the local bar without notifying their husbands, Brad and Michael, they know they are in big trouble. Once the girls get home they are soundly spanked and sent to bed, but the next day Molly and Meggie are shocked to learn their husbands plan to punish them again—together this time—and this punishment will be much more embarrassing than just a spanking.
Although the women thrive on the love, care, and discipline their husbands give them, they still can’t seem to behave, which means Brad and Michael will have to keep on reminding them what naughty little girls get.
Author: Megan Michaels
eBook Price: $2.99
Length: 31,200 words
“When you get spanked in this house, do you get to keep your panties on?”
“I didn’t think so. Take them off, please.”
Why did that phrase alone make her wet? The very act of taking her panties off and calling him Daddy made her so wet it practically ran down her thighs. She loved that he knew this, loved that she had agreed to this except for moments like this, when she was looking at the wooden spoon and belt and knew how badly it was going to hurt. Her bottom tingled just thinking about it. She hooked her thumbs into her panties, felt the elastic as it bounced off her bottom cheeks, and then felt them slide down her legs to her ankles. She casually kicked them aside, making sure they didn’t go under the couch.
“Give them to me.” He pointed to the panties and held his hand out. She picked them up and slowly walked to him, panties in hand.
“I will give them back to you after your spanking. Only good girls get to keep their panties on.” She watched him put them in his pants pocket.
He then picked up his phone and raised a finger for her to be quiet and wait.
“Michael, Brad here. Is Meggie home? Yes, Molly is too, finally. Did you know they were together? I didn’t think you knew. Yeah, they were at Josie’s Jukebox. Yes, Molly had drinks; I can smell it on her breath. It was two for one margarita night. Check Meggie. Yes. I agree. How about you two come over tomorrow? Around one o’clock? Good. Yes, she is standing here with no pants or panties on waiting for her punishment. It’s a plan. See you tomorrow at one o’clock. Bye.”
Oh, God. Meggie didn’t want Michael to know she was out. She was going to tell him that she was shopping. He spanked too. Now they both would be going to bed after they each got spanked. And they both had rules about drinking. Even if it was one drink, they were to get a ride home.
It was hard to stand still and she felt the goose bumps as they rose on her bottom. She rubbed her thighs, one over the other, and had a sudden urge to pee. She knew he was looking at her bare pussy; he had told her many times that he loved that she waxed it every month. He told her that her lips were puffier than other women and they hugged his cock beautifully. When she picked her head up, as she had guessed, he was staring right at her pussy. She saw the hard outline of his cock against the soft black fabric of his dress pants. Again, she bounced on the heels of her feet and rubbed her thighs together in nervousness and with the anxiousness of needing to use the restroom.
“Are you wet, Molly?”