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As soon as he walked through the door, Erik could tell something was wrong with his wife. She was his soulmate, and he could immediately sense something was wrong. He set his computer case down and went over to her.“What’s wrong, babe?” he asked.She loved that he knew her that well, but she was apprehensive about what she was about to share with him. “I sort of overdrew our bank account,” she said.He looked at her and quizzically raised his eyebrows. “Sort of?” he asked.She nodded.“How did that happen?” he asked. “I thought we opened up a separate bank account for your hobby so that it wouldn’t affect our regular account. Wasn’t that the whole point of the separate bank account?”She nodded again.“So how did it happen?” he asked again, in a no-nonsense voice.“I was short $300 to get what I wanted to buy, so I checked our bank account. There was over three thousand dollars in our checking account, so I altıparmak escort didn’t think it would be that big of a deal.”“Laura, I had the mortgage, the car payments, and our utilities all coming out. I’ve told you before that the first half of the month is a little bit tighter than the last half because of when we pay our bills.”She nodded yet again.“Haven’t I?” he asked sternly.“Yes.”“I don’t know why we got the other account for you if you’re not going to use it to separate the funds.”She mumbled something unintelligible.“What was that?” he asked?“I said, I probably deserve a spanking.”“Uh, yeah. For sure,” he said. “Let’s take care of that right now,” he said.She nodded. She knew how to prepare for a spanking, but her hands still shook nervously as she fumbled with a couple of the buttons on her blouse as she unbuttoned it. When görükle escort bayan the last button was unfastened, she took out one arm at a time and placed the blouse over the back of a nearby chair. She looked at her husband, silently pleading for that to be the extent of the preparation, but the gaze he returned informed her that there would be no deviation from the process. She sighed in resignation, and as she unclasped and removed her bra, placing it on top of her blouse on the back of the chair. Naked from the waist up, Erik took a moment to secretly – he thought – admire his wife. She was stunningly beautiful. It bothered him that she didn’t see herself the way he saw her, and he thought it was odd that she preferred to wear a bra when most women couldn’t wait to get out of one, but the rules of a spanking required stripping to the waist to prepare.But this was not the time for admiration. He had a job to do. Her nipples reacted to the cool air and the anticipation of what was about to occur. She knew that she had done wrong to the family, and she knew that the humiliation she felt was part of her punishment. And yet she also couldn’t deny the wetness that was occurring between her legs, knowing that she was about to go over her husband’s knee.“Alright, Laura, let’s get you over my knee,” he directed.She walked over to where he was sitting on the sofa, facing him. She stepped in between his legs and turned to her right, as she bent over his left leg. Then she placed her legs underneath his right leg. Erik’s right leg would help restrain her own legs if she flailed about during the spanking. She placed her hands on the floor in front of her and waited.She felt him lift up the hem of her skirt. She held her breath, knowing what would come next as she felt him tug at her panties, but despite her best efforts, a small gasp escaped her lungs as he authoritatively pulled them down, presenting her bottom for a spanking. He pulled them all the way down to her ankles and resituated his right leg over both of her own.
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