Grocery Store Part 4

   Well after my spanking and caning on Saturday, Elizabeth did call me
several times on my cell phone.  It was easy to talk to her, and we talked
for a long time during each call.  Now, she is letting me call her Liz, and
I am looking forward to see her again on Saturday.  The more we talked, the
more I liked her and the more we had in common.  I grew up in a family
where my dad was an over the road salesman, so he wasn't around very much.
I also had a sister who was only a few years older, so when my mom was
working, I was disciplined by my older sister.  So I was always spanked by
strong females in my life.

   This is what I actually liked about Liz.  She told me even more about
her family and how she spanked her younger brothers.  That is why she liked
the opportunity to spank me.  We also discussed our goals in life, and our
values.  She liked the fact that I volunteered to be spanked after spilling
coffee on Mrs.  Anderson's dress.  That showed her that I like to take
responsibility for my actions.  I guess I learned that growing up.  Liz
also told me that Mrs.  Anderson's husband died in a tragic automobile
accident, and she now lives in the house alone.

   So when Saturday rolled around again, I showered again before I left my
dorm room.  But this time, there were many people using them, so it delayed
me.  By the time I got to Mrs.  Anderson's house, I was fifteen minutes
late, and I was sure I would be spanked again.

   After I rang the doorbell, Liz greeted me.  It was now getting warm
outside and she was wearing a thin, summer dress.  I walked in, she closed
the door and gave me a nice big hug.

   "Your late.  We'll take care of that later, but it is good to see you
again."

   When she hugged me, she must not of been wearing a bra, because I felt
her nipples on my chest.  She had very nice perfume on and I reacted as
before.  So I knew she could feel my erection pushing up against her when
we hugged.

   "Joyce has fixed us a great supper, so lets eat first."

   Mrs.  Anderson's dining room table was all set and the steaming hot food
was already on the table.  Liz and I sat next to each other, and Mrs. 
Anderson sat across from us.  After a short prayer, we started eating.  It
was great to enjoy a home cooked meal like this.  Liz sat very close to me,
and even had her hand on my thigh when we were eating.

   "Elizabeth is almost like a daughter to me." Mrs.  Anderson said. 
"After my sons grew up and moved away, and then my husband died, she has
helped me emotionally and physically around the house.  What is also nice
is that she lives only a few houses away.  Our families have known each
other for a long time.  Elizabeth also told me you have talked on the phone
several times."

   "Yes, we talked for a long time.  I actually would like to know her even
better.  We have a lot in common." I said.

   Then Liz said, "So after we eat, we have a proposal for you.  I think it
should benefit all three of us.  But first, let's finish eating."

   The food tasted so good, I almost forgot that I would be spanked for
arriving late.  After we ate, I acted like a real gentleman and helped in
clearing the table of dirty dishes.

   "Now lets go into the living room and talk." Mrs.  Anderson said.

   Liz quickly sat down in the middle of the couch and Mrs.  Anderson sat
on a nearby chair.  As I was about to sit down, Mrs.  Anderson said,
"Before we talk, stand in front of Elizabeth.  Remember, you were late."

   As I stood in front of Liz, she said, "Clyde, just keep your hands on
your head.  I will prepare you for your spanking." I looked down, and Liz
undid my belt, unzipped me and soon my pants were at my feet.  Although Liz
had spanked me before, I really felt embarrassed, standing in front of her
while she undressed me.  Then I felt her fingertips of my shorts, and as
they slid down my legs, my erect penis stuck out in plain view.

   "See, I like how Clyde reacts to me." Liz said.  "Now step out of your
pants and underwear, then go over my lap for your spanking."

   Like last time, her powerful thighs wrapped around my penis and held me
in place.  Liz likes to spank me with my legs apart, so I spread my legs
for her.

   "Clyde is being a very good boy today." Liz said.  "He spread his legs
without me even asking him to."

   Now I had mixed emotions when my spanking started.  I felt excited that
Liz, who I have grown to like in many ways, was spanking me.  I also felt
like a naughty little boy, like when I was over my sister's lap, for a
spanking.  But I did like feeling Liz's body next to mine, smelling her
perfume, and feeling her hand spanking me.

   While Liz kept spanking me she said, "Clyde, we know money is very tight
for you and that you probably are not eating the best foods.  Joyce, Mrs.
Anderson as you call her, has a spare room and office you could use, and
needs help around the house.  If you moved in with her, I would be close to
you and we could be together more often.  What do you think about moving
into here?"

   I felt I was in a very vulnerable position, with Liz still spanking me.
"What would be expected of me, and what would I pay?" I asked.

   Mrs.  Anderson answered me with, "You could stay here for free, if you
helped me around the house.  You would also agree to be spanked when I feel
it is needed."

   "I also know that you and I agree on many things and we could help each
other with our classes." Liz said.  "But you would have to agree to be
spanked by me, even if we were to end up dating each other.  I could even
help you move tomorrow."

   "You have given Clyde a good warm-up spanking." Mrs.  Anderson said. 
"Lets continue this conversation while Clyde bends over the dining room
table for the paddle."

   "Good idea." Liz said.  "Stand up and take off the rest of your clothes,
and then bend over the table."

   I knew I would be paddled, so I took off my clothes and bent over the
table.  "Spread your legs apart, for us." Mrs.  Anderson said.

   Now I was completely exposed again.  "Can I spank him with your big
wooden paddle with the holes in it?" Liz asked Mrs.  Anderson.

   "Yes.  It always makes an impression on him, and leaves his butt very
red." Mrs.  Anderson said.  "Since you like to spank him, why don't you
give him his swats?"

   "Before each swat, I am going to ask you a question." Liz said.  "After
each swat, answer the question and address me as Mistress.  Do you
understand?"

   "Yes, Mistress." I answered.  After knowing Liz on a more personal
basis, it felt funny calling her 'Mistress'.

   "Do you agree to continued to be spanked by Mrs.  Anderson?" SWAT

   "Yes, Mistress." I thought that I would have to agree with that.

   "Do you agree to continued to be spanked by me?" SWAT

   "Yes, Mistress." I had hoped that if we saw each other in more of a
personal relationship that she won't spank me.

   "Will you move into Mrs.  Anderson's house?" SWAT

   "Yes, Mistress." Now I was looking forward to my move.

   "Will you agree to date me and know me better?" SWAT

   "Yes, Mistress." I was happy to answer yes to that.  I have grown to
really like Liz so I am glad she asked me that question.

   "Will you agree to be spanked by me at any time for any reason?" SWAT

   "Yes, Mistress." I didn't want to answer with yes, but knew I would be
spanked even more if I said no.

   "Clyde has been very good, so why don't you rub lotion on him at this
time?" Mrs.  Anderson said.  "So Clyde, hold still and don't move."

   Then I felt very cool lotion on my warm bottom.  It felt so good.  But
then I felt Liz's fingers on my penis and balls.  "Hold still!" Liz said.

   I felt myself grow bigger and bigger, and finally exploded my cum into
her hands.  She had a paper towel, and after I was emptied, she cleaned me
off.

   "Clyde, now come over to the couch with me." Liz said.  Mrs.  Anderson
had a towel on the couch for me to sit on.  Once I was seated, Liz gave me
a big kiss on the lips.  Then Mrs.  Anderson left us alone on the couch as
we cuddled and talked to each other.  Now my life was really going to
change.
   
