This short story is an entry in the 2002 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
The Jinx Tale
By
Courtney <Courtenesca@aol.com>
"I'm not a jinx, huh? Wait till you hear this!"
Across the dinner table, Jack coughed. Mercy battled him silently with raised eyebrows. Ready to kick him, his wife caught his exasperation: Here we go again!
This topic was getting old. Phoebe was their friend, but keeping her spirits up was costing them. Convinced everyone was out to get her, every disappointment or ill-wind, Phoebe eagerly shared with them.
"Phoebe...?" Mercy sounded concerned, while trying to cool her hubby's temper.
"I went to Darrell's house. He's been after me to visit, see the kids...cats." Phoebe's eyes misted. "Finally got on that bus. Damn my pride! ...You both said to go..." Phoebe threw them major hurt: 'Told you so!'
Mercy covered Jack's clenched fists with her hands. "Go on, honey."
"We had sandwiches, played with the kitties; he showed me the house. Relived memories of... Do you know how hard this was for me? Visiting a house he shares with another woman! Am I Nuts?"
Impulsively, Mercy headed off Jack with a warning kiss.
Jack asked softly. "Phoeb's, did something happen? His girlfriend show up?"
"Oh, she was at work. ...So, we're sitting talking. ...I notice his hand flash." Phoebe's voice trembled.
" 'W-What's the ring?' I asked, but suddenly it comes to me...
'Uh. We're married...' Darrell managed to say.
'And you waited till I got here to TELL me? W-What about your promise? That you'd tell me if and when... you got...married?!'
'Things've been so bad for you, Phoebe, I didn't have the heart...'
'This way is BETTER? ...I find out when I'm Sitting In Your House?!'
..."I'm so stupid! Why did I go? Setting myself up like I always do... See? Told you I'm a jinx! No way can you tell me I'm NOT!" Phoebe slammed her palm on the table. "I AM A JINX!"
"Okay, that's It! No more Mister Nice Guy!" Jack stood, eyes blazing. He pointed at Phoebe. "You, in the livingroom. It's time we get some things straight.
"Jack, no! This isn't the time..."
"Mercy, it damn well is time! You're part of this. Stay here. Or go to your room. But it's gonna happen."
Phoebe stared. "What's going on?"
"Phoebe, get your butt in there!" Jack ordered.
"Jack, you wouldn't dare?!" Mercy shouted.
"Get my butt...where?" Phoebe whined.
Jack moved fast, dragging them both into the livingroom. "Mercy, sit. While you still can." He glared at his sputtering wife till she silently acquiesced. "Phoebs, I'm sorry for all that's happened, but you're like the Perils of Pauline! You need a wake up call..."
On the sofa, Phoebe flew over his lap; skirt, panties disappearing. "You gotta lot of growing up to do!" SMACK! "You do it all to yourself." SMACK!
Phoebe sobbed. "Jack, please STOP!"
"Nope. Whenever I hear you say 'jinx' you'll be over my knee. Understood?"
"Yesssss...sir!" Phoebe's hot tears could melt an iceberg. But not Jack. Not anymore.
Spellbound, Mercy marveled at her Jack's dominance. ...She swallowed a breathless, sexy smile.
The End
© Copyright Courtney Summer, 2002
Reviews
Tami <tamishy(at)webtv(dot)net>
Another unfortunate case of not knowing when to keep your mouth shut. Many, many have fallen victim of over the years, with more to come. I believe this could very well be the true life saga for some unfortunate soul. Luckily, not mine.
Cheers for a lifelike storyline.
Needy Wench <needywench(at)hotmail(dot)com>
While the concept was cute, and you've added some good dimensions of m/f/f, the dialogue made this one hard to read, and harder still to anticipate the ending.
Dyke Grrl <dyke.grrl(at)verizon(dot)net>
Well, that's certainly one way for a husband to deal with the frustration of listening to his wife's problems, over and over again. I wish there had been more of their prior relationship described--perhaps a little less of the extended description of the latest mishap, and more clues as to whether what Jack did was predictable, or out of the ordinary. I particularly liked the bits between husband and wife, where at first she's asserting dominance, by making him listen to the story without interruption, but then he makes his dominance clear, by referencing spankings. I also like that the wife was turned on by it.
Jodi <ladiejj(at)webtv(dot)net>
This is a great story. I think it has that universality to it, I mean how many of us have friends we would love to spank when they act like that. We get a lot of back story on Phoebe. And although the spanking is only a small part of this story it is that build up that makes it so interesting and impactful. This story is also exciting, looking at the way the wife is interpreting what her husband is doing. This story is a nice piece of story-telling...