Beautiful Fall Day-Part Four

We moved into our new home on Saturday.  Yahoo.  It's a mess but everything is in.  It is a wonder the motor home didn't collapse unto itself.  I can't believe how much stuff we had/have.. We didn't do anything to celebrate my birthday yesterday, we were too darn tired.  Getting old is the pits, but it beats the alternative.  Anyway, we're holding off til today to celebrate.   I'll keep you posted.

The beginning of this story can be found here.

Their first kiss had led to a second, third and fourth kisses before they moved to Amber’s bedroom where they continued making love. 

After their first round of sex, they lay together, reveling in each other, sated and exhausted. 

“So, am I going to get kicked out or …”

She didn’t let him finish before she reached over, and lip locked him.  He pulled back, looked at her and said “Didn’t I tell you there would come a time when you would beg me to spank you?”  He laughed.  She got a scowl on her face and lip locked him again, but this time bit him hard.    He pulled her to him and smacked her bottom hard.  And so began their second round of sex.

Blake spent the night and they connected once more before sleep overtook them.  In the morning, Amber rose and made coffee while Blake dressed.

“When am I going to see you again?”

“I have a buying trip for the next couple of days, and I already made plans for the weekend.”

“Am I getting the brush off?” he asked.

“Hell, no.  But you’re going to have to work for it.”  He laughed.

“Do your worst, just know that you’ll pay.”

“I hope so,”  she replied.

Two weeks went by before they were able to sync their schedules.  During that time, Blake knew that he wasn’t going to let Amber get away from him  He missed her.  They called each other a few times, and her sauciness continued to delight him.  Blake invited her to spend the weekend at his country place.  She accepted. 

During the week, Blake lived in the city.  Whenever he could, though, he lived in a country house he inherited from his grandparents.  He loved the house and when he was younger always spent his summers there.  When his grandparents moved into an apartment closer to town, they gave it to Blake with the provision they could spend time there whenever it wasn’t in use.  In the five years since they had given him the house, not once had they been back.

Amber was ready and waiting when he picked her up on Friday night.  She dressed casually and luckily had her hair pulled back in a ponytail because he came in his convertible.

“I only packed casual clothes, hope that’s all right.”

“Darling, I figure we’re not going to need many clothes.”  He smiled at her. 

They stopped to grab a bite to eat at a little roadside in and it was almost dark by the time they got to the house.  Amber didn’t know what she expected, but this was not like any country house she’d ever seen.  They turned down a long windy drive and came up to six foot wrought iron gates.  The gatehouse stood empty. Blake punched a code into the security system keypad and the gates opened.  They drove down a road lined with evergreens toward an enormous brick structure. 

“This isn’t a house; this is a mansion. You better leave cookie crumbs, or I’m liable to get lost going to the bathroom,” she told him.

He laughed.  “You’ll be fine.”

“Will we be alone, or are there hundreds of staff running around to cater to our every whim?”

“No, no staff.  Just us.  There is a caretaker and a gardener on staff, but we won’t see them unless we ask for something.  We can run around naked, and no one will care.”

“Oh good.  Are there cameras everywhere?”

“No, you’re not going to end up on YouTube.”

Blake had evidently notified the caretaker they were coming.  The lights were on, and there was a low fire burning in the fireplace.  Blake brought in the luggage and set it down in the hall.  He took her a quick tour of the great room, the kitchen, and bathroom and then walked her out to the deck.  The deck led to a huge expanse of lawn ending at the lake.  The moonlight shining down through the trees lighted the path to the water. 

“Shall we.” They walked hand in hand down to the water.  There was a motor boat tied to the dock.  “Want to take a run around the lake?”

“In the boat?”

“No, I thought we’d take a run.”

“You’re kidding right.”

“Of course, I’m joking.  Just giving you back a little of what you give me.” In jest, she pushed his shoulder, he lost his balance and ended up in the lake.  She was so surprised, but not as surprised as him.  He popped up and swam over to the ladder on the dock. She was trying not to laugh but wasn’t doing a very good job of keeping it under wraps. 

“Girl, you are so getting a spanking for that.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that.”

“You know I might have an easier time believing you if you weren’t laughing so hard.”

He started walking back toward the house and his shoes were squishing which led Amber to another fit of laughter. 

“Oh girl, you’re laughing now.  Wait until I get my hand on that ass.”

When they reached the house, he pulled her over his shoulder, firefighter style, and carried her into the bathroom.  He turned on the shower with one hand, holding tight onto Amber, and stepped into the shower with her still over his shoulder. He gave her a good swat as he put her down.    

“I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

“Deal with it.  At least this water is hot.”   His lips found hers, and as he was kissing her,  he started unbuttoning her blouse.  His hand caressed her breast while his other hand began unzipping her jeans.  He pushed them down, taking her panties along with them and turned her around.

“Place your hands flat on the wall.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

“Who do you think you are? Nike.”

“No, I’m the man who is going to whip your butt, starting now.” She heard his chuckle as he moved her against the wall.  Putting his hands around her waist, he pulled and positioned her hips where he wanted them. Then he spread her legs as far as possible considering her jeans were still around her knees and admired his work.

“Now I have you where I want you, are you ready?”  Amber heard the snicker.

“You have me hobbled; I’m yours to do with as you wish.”

“If only I had a recorder this minute.  I would love to have your statement recorded for posterity.”

“Get to it, man, before I change my mind and back you against the wa...”  She didn’t get to finish her statement because that first slap to her wet ass took her breath away.

“You were saying.”

“Damn, that smarted.”  Blake wasted no time in applying another hard smack in the same place.  The sound of his palm hitting wet flesh and her ensuing oooooouch reverberated in the shower stall. Blake began hitting his stride as he smacked her bottom again and again.  Amber was dancing on her toes.

“Stay still,” he admonished.

“How do you expect me to stay still when you’re whacking my butt so dang hard.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Did I say that?”

“No, you didn’t.  So be quiet and take your punishment, you naughty girl. You ruined a brand new pair of Italian Leather Loafers, and I’m going to take the cost out of your hide.”

“Oh, give me a break.  You probably have six more pairs in a closet somewhere.”

“That does it, no remorse at all. Obviously I’m not spanking hard enough.  I’ll fix that.”  He pulled down the bath brush and applied it to her backside.  “Yeoooooowza.”

“Finally, a little respect.  A few more of those and I should have you begging.”

He heard a grunt and laughed.  “Silence from the brat.  I’m keeping this bath brush handy.”

He finished spanking her, turned her around and took her in his arms.  They undressed each other, washed each other and, and, and…

The next morning Blake asked is she wanted to go for a bike ride.

“Only if you have a pillow to fit the bike seat.”  His laughter filled the room. 

Amber smiled to herself and wondered how she ever thought he was too stiff and formal. 


And this concludes the story of Blake and Amber.  Well, at least for now.  See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.