Peeping Teri, Conclusion

Hey Spankos!

How are you guys? I’m doing great. Tired, still a bit hungover, but great. Reno rocked! I got to stay in a suite that looked like a Bond villain’s suite. Huge, two walls of windows on a high floor with a Jacuzzi tub. I’d fill the tub, turn off all the lights and watch the city lights of Reno and the moon rise through the big windows. Many baths along with tons of hours spent gambling. God, I love slot machines! I came out with less than I went up with but won a bunch of money that helped keep me gambling the whole time. Only problem with Reno? No husband to fuck and I must have smoked sixteen cartons of secondhand smoke. Casinos are notoriously hostile environments. Loud 80s music, blinking lights, machines screaming for you and enough cigarette smoke to create a constant fog. Gak. But I had lots of fun. Snow on the way up, snow on the way back, but we managed to avoid chains. Couldn’t believe it was snowing in mid May. Neither could anyone in Reno. Still, overall a spectacular trip and much needed. I’m feeling more myself.

So here’s the conclusion of Peeping Teri, next week a new story!

Hugs to all you great people!

Michelle

Rafe’s doorbell rang. If Teri had busted his windows and lied to him, she’d pay a price for that. Over his lap. Her pants around her ankles, that fine ass of hers spanked into a nice shade of beet red.

His cock stirred. God, he loved spanking deserving little girls. Then making love to them. Teri would be particularly fun. Bent over his bed, her red ass in the air, a contrite look on her face that would turn quickly to tortured pleasure.

Watch it, McKellan, your hard-on will give you away.

He opened the door and took in a quick breath of air at the sight of her luscious breasts pressed firmly against her white tank top. Her red mouth parted slightly, her sparkling brown gaze, that cute turned up nose. Man, he wanted her. She sent him a quick smile, then averted her gaze and bit her lip.

She looked guilty as hell. So she was the culprit. It was all over her face. Well, he could help her with her conscience. But first, he had to get her to confess.

“Come on in.”

She hesitantly followed. “Wow, nice place, um, Rafe.”

“Thanks. Always been into making my house nice.”

“Love your antiques. Wow, what you’ve done to this place. Really nice work.”

“Glad you like it. Follow me and let’s go look at the fence.”

She followed him outside and up to the scene of the crime. She inspected the fence and the branch, then turned to him. He caught her scent. A mixture of lilac and spring air. He mentally slapped himself. Had to get something out of the way before he kissed her.

She nodded at the fence. “So, yeah, I can fix this. Pretty easily. Got a chainsaw, got all the tools. Should be a snap.”

“Not fair you having to fix a problem caused by a misbehaving teenager. Wonder what he was doing up there?”

She quickly turned back to the damaged fence. “Oh, you know kids…”

He took the necklace out of his pocket. “Oh, check this out.”

She turned to him, he handed her the necklace. She took it, her eyes went wide with surprise. “My necklace! I didn’t even know I’d lost it. Where’d you find it?”

“Found it in this hedge.” He crossed his arms and sent her a disapproving stare.

All the color left her face. “Um… wow. That… um. Teenager must have stolen it and climbed the tree to get away from me and fell and then crashed through your—”

“Teri,” he drawled. “Do you have something to confess to me? Because I really don’t like liars.”

“I didn’t do it!” she shrieked, taking a step back. “The cat! He did it!”

He stifled a laugh, but forced a stern look on his face. “Teri. Tell me the truth. What the hell were you doing in that tree?”

“I wasn’t! I… I…” All at once, her shoulders drooped, her face reddened, she looked like she was about to cry. “God! I can’t deal with this!”

She went to move past him, he blocked her way. “Tell me the truth.”

“I can’t! You’ll think I’m a bigger idiot than you already do! Oh, God, I just practically confessed! This is terrible! I didn’t do it! Oh, hell, you already know I did. You freakin’ caught me and now you’re gonna think I’m an idiot and you won’t like me and I just can’t stand making an ass out of myself in front of the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen in my life—oh, God!” she said, waving her arms around dramatically.

“I just told you you were beautiful and that I have this massive crush on you! Oh, God! I just confessed to having a crush on you! I wasn’t spying on you, not really! Oh, God, I just confessed to spying on you!”

She was the most adorable creature he’d ever met in his life. But she was one adorable creature that needed a lesson.

“I see. I have a solution to our problem here.”

“Yes, call the police! Put me away! I’ll move! You’ll never have to see me again!”

“I think I can handle this all on my own. Come with me,” he said taking hold of her wrist. He pulled her inside.

“You’re gonna call the cops, you’re gonna have me arrested, aren’t you? Oh, God, the publisher will stop my contract! I’ll be destitute!”

“No,” he said, dragging her into his living room. He sat down on the couch and yanked her down across his lap.

“Wait, what are you doing?”

“I’m sentencing you to a good old fashioned spanking for breaking my windows and lying to me, that’s what I’m doing.”

“You can’t spank me!”

“The hell I can’t.”

He pinned her flailing limbs, tugged the back of her jeans down to her ankles, taking her panties with them. He took in a short breath at the sight of her amazing, wiggling alabaster rear and long, beautiful legs. Gorgeous.

“But I’m an adult!” she cried, kicking her legs.

“You sure as hell aren’t acting like one! Now, lady, you don’t ever lie to me again!”

He reached back and let the weight of his arm power his swing. Whack! She jumped and yelped, a red mark in the shape of his large hand appeared on her white flesh. His hand nearly covered her entire ass. And boy, wasn’t that pretty?

“Ow! Rafe! Stop, I’m sorry!”

“I don’t think so. But you will be by the time I get through with you, brat.”

Rafe let himself go. The feel of her warm, soft body across his lap, the sight of her perfect rear, those wonderful round globes jiggling with every slap, gave him a raging hard-on. He hoped she’d couldn’t feel it, but his reaction wasn’t going to stop him. This was too much fun. He spanked and swatted her, fully enjoying her cries of pain, her repentant sobs.

Again and again, he smacked her gorgeous behind, watching it go from a nice pink to a deep red. He spanked the top of her ass and the very bottom, concentrating a good long time on her very sensitive sit spots. She yowled and protested and apologized profusely, but he made sure to be thorough. He wanted to make sure she knew never to cross him. If they were to have a future together, she needed to understand his limits.

Finally, she stopped fighting and collapsed against his lap, whimpering miserably. He finished up with a nice round of solid spanks to her entire behind, including the backs of her gorgeous thighs.

He stopped and rubbed her flaming cheeks. Felt marvelous to his touch. His thoughts traveled to that inviting place between her thighs.

“Now before I let you up, I want all of it. Everything you did to me. Spill.”

“I’m sorry,” she wailed.

“I know that. I want information.”

“O-okay,” she sobbed. Sniffing, she said, “I was spying on you. I’m a terrible person. I’m going to hell. God is sending me to hell. Well, if I believed in God, he would. He’d send me there.”

He chuckled deep in his throat. “You’re not going to hell. Why were you spying on me?”

“Because you’re so beautiful, I couldn’t help myself. I’ve never done anything like this before, but you’re so hot and I haven’t dated in so long and I’m home alone all the time and then you move in and you’re so gorgeous I just wanted to stare at you all the time.”

He loved this. Loved it. “So how did you break the branch?”

“I climbed up there to get a look at you in your kitchen and I couldn’t see your table so I scooched out and the next thing I knew the branch broke and I was in your hedges.”

“So why didn’t you just come clean then? You were stuck in that hedge when I went out there, weren’t you?”

Sniff. “Yeah.”

“Well, honey, why didn’t you just say something?”

“I was too embarrassed.”

“So you broke my windows.”

“I’m so sorry about that! I felt terrible! I ran around the back of your house and stepped through them before I could stop myself. I’m horrible. You hate me, don’t you?”

“Uh, no. So is that it? You just liked looking at me? That’s why you were spying on me?”

“Yeah, you cook shirtless a lot and I couldn’t help myself… I’m sorry. You think I’m a creep, don’t you? You hate me, don’t you?”

“No, I don’t. So that’s all? Anything else you want to confess to me?”

“No…that’s it. Oh, the telescope! It was pointed into your… I’m so terrible!”

He swatted her a few more good ones.

“Ow! Rafe, I’m so sorry!”

Chuckling, he pulled up her pants, turned her over on his lap and smiled down at her. Tears dripped off her long lashes, her face was red with contrition. Her luscious full lips beckoned to him.

Dropping his gaze to her mouth, he leaned down and kissed her. His brain went offline. His cock raged in his pants. No woman had ever tasted so sweet, felt so good in his arms. She opened her mouth more widely and made little animal noises in the back of her throat, twisting her sensual tongue around his. Wow, what a great kisser she was! What a hot babe! He wanted her in his arms and bed forever.

She snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He wrapped his long arms around her and held her close. When he pulled away, she yanked him back and kissed him hard. She caressed his shoulders and stroked his chest. He got dizzy with desire and could only think of being inside her.

He pulled away. “I want to make love to you. I want to see you. But only you, I’m not into sharing.”

She burst into tears.

He got alarmed. “What? Are you married? You don’t want to?”

“No! You’re making me happier than I ever have been! I want you, too, Rafe! So badly, you have no idea.”

He grinned down at her. “Oh, I got an inkling. Only from now on, you want to look at me? Just lift up the covers. Don’t be climbing that tree again or you’ll find yourself over my knee.”

“Oh, Rafe!” She threw her arms around him and kissed him.

©2011, Michelle Carlyle