This short story is an entry in the 2003 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 Taxi Driver
By
Zprymantis <zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com>
Roger Bond had picked up all sorts of characters in his cab over the years. Dinner conversations with his wife and two kids often included the adventures he saw in his rearview mirror. Some stories though were best left till late at night, when they were alone in their bedroom with the lights dim.
"Well, it was like this Rhonda, I knew there was something really strange about these two the moment I picked them up near the Little Ferry Circle."
"Little Furry Circle?" Rhonda giggled. She never could get use to her husband's New York way of saying things.
"No no no, Little Ferry Circle. Now let me finish." Roger gave her a swat on her bottom, and grinned. She could be so naughty sometimes.
"OK, go on."
"Well, the guy was tall, pretty decent looking and dressed the way you would expect, but she was wearing a pleated skirt even though the weather is sort of chilly and she had on white knee socks. Her skirt was sort of short, too."
"Yeah, and you looked up it." Rhonda smirked.
"Well, not right away, only after she leaned way over and rubbed her butt. No lie. She got in my cab, and started whining that her butt hurt as she sat down. She actually called her butt her bummy."
"Were they talking loud?"
"Not really, I don't think they thought I could hear them, because of the safety glass. Also, I never answered them unless they talked loud to me. You know how I do it." Roger grinned in the darkness.
"Yeah, so then what?"
"The guy, he hugged her, and I heard him say something about a butt plug."
"A butt plug?" Rhonda snuggled up to Roger and put her hand on his crotch. "Get outta here!"
"Yes, I think she must have been wearing one, cus I saw him lean over and give her butt a little push. She gasped and sort of jumped and he had a wicked evil grin on his face. I missed what happened next because I was merging, but then the next time I looked he had his arm around her and was rubbing her butt, just like this." Roger leaned over and affectionately patted Rhonda's bottom.
"So you think she had gotten a spanking? Wow. Did they say anything else?"
"Not much else, except they both looked very happy together. You know, like us."
Rhonda smiled and kissed her way down Roger's chest toward his stomach.
"Yeah, just like us."
The End
© Copyright Zprymantis, 27 August 2003
Reviews
Huh Chuh <huhchuh(at)yahoo(dot)com>
I love the warm fuzzies that this story creates from the first paragraph. I love seeing them cuddle and hold each other close. It's beautiful. The characters feel real to me. I love the happy ending.
Thank you for this awesome story.
Warm Hand Jack
This is a cute, believable story with a sweet ending, but there's not much to it. There's no twist. The episode is interesting to the Bonds because of its semi-public nature and bits of kink (dress and plug), but there's no vanilla shock – apparently erotic smacks between them are nothing new, and they both know what a butt plug is. I guess one's take is supposed to be that they find the episode stimulating, and that it will enhance their enjoyment of each other that night.
The story is well-written in both narrative and dialogue.
Redhawk <redhawk(at)screaminet(dot)com>
Interesting story. Would have liked to seen more actual spanking in it. Grammatically this story is almost perfect. Nothing jumped out at me as being wrong. I say almost perfect because nothing is totally perfect.
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