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This story is fiction for the entertainment of adults only in areas
where such is legal. If you ain't suppose to read it, Don't!

Copyright 1998 by EzRiter.  May be archived on free sites only. All
other uses prohibited except with written permission of copyright
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CAROL'S  UNDERSTANDING

Carol Davis sat at her desk sipping coffee, her mind whirring like a
computer. She knew Jack Williams, the president of the company where
she was employed, would be calling her sometime today and she knew
why.  Since she joined the company a  year ago, she had tried to get
him to approach her. She knew he had noticed her, but, for some
reason, he never came on to her.  He was so handsome, so powerful, so
rich, masculine, all the characteristics any woman would want in a
husband.  And, Carol wanted him deeply.  He was her fantasy, a fantasy
she was determined to make a reality.

Every woman had tried to get him to the alter, but, since his divorce
six years ago, he was a confirmed and determined bachelor.  She knew
he fucked every woman he met, every woman he wanted, at least.  She
had believed if she could just get him to approach her, talk to her,
she could be the one.  When the opportunity came to get his undivided
attention, she leapt at it.

"Carol, Mr. Williams wants to see you now!"  The intercom sang out to
her and she smiled. She took a deep breath, downed the last of her
coffee, and stood, straightening her skirt before walking down the
hall to the executive offices. 

Jack Williams had his secretary call Carol Davis in accounting, asking
her to report to him immediately.  As he waited for her to appear, he
thought about her, about what he knew and what he had found out from
his son and Human Resources.  Carol was thirty- five, divorced, with
two lovely daughters, Amy, 17, and Ashley, 15.  They looked like their
mother, which is to say five three or four, full, feminine, hourglass
figures with lovely ass and legs and full breasts, brown hair, very
light brown eyes, pretty smiles.  To top it off, Carol had a great
personality and was a hard working, competent woman.  Her immediate
supervisors could not say enough nice about it.  And, Jack's son was
in awe of the woman. 

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Williams?"  Her voice and body language
were sexy, soft, subdued, like the mewing of a kitten wanting to be
cuddled. Jack Williams shivered, feeling his cock stirring in his
pants. 

"Come in, Carol. Shut the door behind you. I do not want to be
disturbed," he said in his best executive, commanding tone. 

He could see a slight blush rise in her, with a sheen of sweat on her
chin. Her eyes looked frightened. Her lovely breasts were rising and
falling under the tight blouse she wore, her nipples plainly visible
and erect. Carol saw his glance burn into her breasts.   She had
dressed for him to see her this way, a pushup bra to maximize her size
and leave her nipples bare to press through the thin material of her
blouse. Jack wondered what her breasts would feel like against his
palms. He could see the firm, shapely thighs under her tight short
skirt.   As she crept forward to slide in the chair in front of his
desk, he could not believe no one had taken that fine flesh home with
him.  He could not believe he never had never done it.  "How could I
ignore that?" he asked himself in disbelief.

He waited. She was getting more nervous by the minute, fidgeting,
squirming in he chair, knowing each movement was sending him the
messages she wanted him to have.  Finally, she blurted out:

"Mr. Williams, what is this about?"

"You know.  Tell me."

"Please, Mr. Williams! I meant no harm.  It is just... well... you are
a parent! You understand. Please, tell me you understand!"

He gave her his best, coldest professional stare.  What he wanted to
do was to fuck her silly. His cock was fully erect now, twitching, as
he watched her sit submissively, suggestively, before him. 

"You better start at the beginning."

"I got home last night about four.  I had not left work without
permission, Mr. Williams.   Walt lets us off early when we get the
financials out.  Sort of a reward.   Amy was there with your Bill.
They were on the couch...partially undressed."

She stopped, her eyes sending him messages as the tension built.

"He had her jeans down to her knees.  His hand was, you know..."

"No. I don't know."

She looked as if she wished for a hole to crawl into. 

"His hand was... was..."  She took a deep breath. "...
wasonhervagina."

"What? I did not understand you?"

"Please, Mr. Williams. Don't do this to me."  She was whimpering.

"Where was his hand?"

Jack was getting a great, perverse, pleasure out of watching her
squirm in embarrassment.  She acted like she would have given a year's
salary to be allowed to crawl away from this, but, he was not letting
her off that easily.  He was enjoying her embarrassment and discomfort
too much.

"On her vagina."

"You mean her pussy?"

"Mr. Williams!"  She looked directly at him, her eyes wide and
dilated.

"Well?"

"Yes."  Her voice was a whisper.

"Say it.  Say 'your son's hand was on my daughter's pussy'."

"Don't!  I can not say that.  Please, Mr. Williams, I beg you."

"Say it, Carol."

"No. Please... please."

She was so pathetic, so desperate, so submissive and erotic as she
begged him, he felt the need boiling in him like a teakettle.

"Go ahead!" he said with a smirk.

"Bill is such a handsome boy, so strong and masculine. Amy is so taken
with him. I can see how she would be.  I... I was afraid of what they
might do. Her bra was off. I could see her lush, full, breasts, the
rose colored nipples so hard, so urgent in their need as he played
with them.  He was naked.  She was playing with his..."

"...cock. Say it, Carol! Cock!"

"No. Please, Mr. Williams." 

"Say it!"

"Cock. Oh, migod."   She groaned in embarrassment and gave him a very
shy, but sexy and submissive smile.  He quivered, squirming in his
chair to relive the pressure of his turgid cock. 

"So, you spanked my son.  You gave my sixteen year old son a spanking
with a hairbrush!"

"Yes, sir.  Oh, god, please, Mr. Williams, I am so sorry.  Don't fire
me. Please. I am a single mother. I have no man to care for me, or,
for me to shower with my own strong desire to care.  Please, Mr.
Williams, I need...."

She began to sob quietly.

"Did you spank Amy?"

"No, sir.  I was so shocked at my spanking Bill... she should be
spanked and I told her I would do it tonight!  I will! I will spank
her beautiful, naked bottom!  I was not singling our Bill; she was
just as guilty.  She has such a lovely bottom, Mr. Williams.  It is
hard and firm, jutting, so deserving of the hairbrush or of a
man's..."

She blushed and quivered, and, again gave him that same smile.

Jack Williams did not move.   His cock was so hard it would be obvious
to her as he relished her embarrassment and discomfort.  And, his mind
was reeling at the prospects, at the vision she painted of her
daughter. 

"I understand you spanked his bare bottom."

"Yes, sir.  Mr. Williams, please, he was naked.  He is so good
looking, almost as good looking as his fath... oh, dear...."

Jack Williams felt the sweat break out on his forehead.  His need was
growing.

"And, he came on your leg."

She groaned like a dying animal, as if embarrassment could kill, we
would be having her funeral. She put her face in her hands and slowly
leaned over until her head was touching her knees.  He heard her
pathetic sobbing which was having an extremely erotic effect on him as
he waited for her.  Finally, she sat up, twisting her handkerchief
nervously.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"What would you suggest?"

"Mr. Williams, I am sorry I lost my temper, but, she is my daughter.
You understand? As a parent, you understand, don't you?"

"I understand a parent can not lose their temper with a child."

"I will do anything you say.  I know I have done wrong.  I will
gratefully accept whatever punishment you have for me.  Please, Mr.
Williams. I am helpless and at your mercy, sir, just tell me what you
want of me."

He believed her.  She would do anything.  And, he was damn sure she
knew exactly what "anything" meant.
 "Carol, it is only fair since you spanked Bill, that I should spank
Amy."  

"You what!"

"I will give Amy her spanking. You gave Bill his."

"Mr. Williams, she is a 17 year old.  I don't think she is a virgin. I
think... well, with her lush, rich woman's body and... I know her
hormones are raging, that she wants a man in her just like I.... oh,
no!   I... she... maybe, Bill is the one who....  Oh!  She will die
from embarrassment!  Please don't do that to my daughter.  You don't
want to see her naked and spanked, squirming and red from the
hairbrush on her tender young flesh. It might even arouse... the
spanker could tell... the wetness between...  please, I beg you, don't
do that to her."

She watched him, saw him squirm, saw the need he could not hide.
Again, she gave him a smile, a smile which said, "I am extremely
sexual and very submissive. I would surrender joyfully to the right
man."  

Finally, he gasped out:  "Fair is fair.  It is now four fifteen. Go
home.  Get Amy and your hairbrush you used on Bill.   Go directly to
my house. Amy knows where it is."

"Please, sir.  I know I did wrong, sir. Please, don't punish Amy for
my wrong doing." 

"I will rethink her spanking. Now, go!"

"Yes, sir.  Mr. Williams, thank you for not firing me."

"Carol believe me when I say I would never fire you for this.  This is
between two parents and two children; this is between a man and a
woman."

"Thank you again.  You are a good and kind man, the kind of man any
woman would love to serve," she whispered before she turned towards
the door.  He watched her firm, lovely ass swaying suggestively under
the super tight skirt as she slowly walked away.  He waited until she
had her hand on the knob.

"Carol?"  She turned to look at him.  "Yes, sir?"

"Did you orgasm when Bill came on your leg?"

She made a horrible rasping sound, shaking as she turned away, not
moving.

"Did you?"

"Mr. Williams, don't make me admit that... don't make me admit how my
body reacted to the feel of his big, hard, cock on my leg... please, I
have very strong needs.... I need a strong man... but, don't make
me... please!"

"It is alright, Carol. Go now.  I will see you shortly." He had spoken
very softly.

After she ran from the room, Jack Williams sat at his desk, his mind
making award winning fantasies of Carol and her daughter.

When Jack Williams opened the door at his house later that day, Carol
and Amy looked like two criminals on their way to the electric chair,
except they were both dressed in tight, short dresses, which revealed
the feminine treasures they each possessed in abundance.

"Good evening, ladies!"

"Hello, Mr. Williams," they said in unison.  Amy turned a thousand
shades of red. Carol was pale. Both looked erotic and submissive, like
two lambs being led to the slaughter, a slaughter they desired.

He escorted them into the living room and called Bill to come down.
When they saw the two big straight chairs in the center of the room,
they both pulled back as if the devil was sitting there. When Bill
came down, he was holding the big flat hairbrush Jack's mother had
used both on her hair and on his bottom when he was a kid.  Jack took
the two hairbrushes and put one on each chair.

Carol's eyes got wide and she shook her head no in begging
comprehension. 

"Would you like a drink, Carol? Bourbon perhaps?"

"Please, Mr. Williams."

"Call me Jack. How about a Coke, Amy?"

"Thank you, sir."

She was being perfectly behaved as only a child anticipating a
spanking can be.  Bill slipped to her side, putting his arm around her
for comfort. Jack saw Amy turn to Bill, pushing her lush body against
his, her leg between his brushing against his cock as she squirmed
against him, her breasts crushed against his chest.  When Jack
returned with the drinks, Carol downed hers before he could sit down
on the couch beside her.  He could feel the couch shaking from her
nervousness.

"Carol, what is your understanding of why you and Amy are here
tonight?"

"My understanding?"

"Yes,  Carol.  Your understanding."

"I understand, Mr. Williams.  So, does Amy.  Don't you, honey?"  Amy
nodded her agreement as Carol gave Jack that embarrassed, sexy,
submissive smile again. As Jack watched Amy, he saw the sexuality in
her rise, the need, the desire in this seventeen year old vixen.  This
was not a shy child.  This was a very sexual young woman.  Jack hoped
his son had been fucking her. But, whether he had or not, Jack planned
to fuck her tonight. 

"What is that understanding?"

"You will punish Amy for being bad.  She is to get a spanking.  A
spanking on her bare, hard, lily white bottom with a hair brush which
will make her squirm and plead for the strong man giving it to fu...
stop."

Carol, restraining a grin, watched as Jack spasmed at the thought. He
shook his head to regain control.

"Amy was not bad.  She was being a sensual young woman exploring sex.
That is not bad."

Amy stifled a squeal.  Bill held her to keep her from jumping up and
down. 

"It's not?" Carol whispered.

"No.  Sex is wonderful.  In fact, I feel very guilty about not
teaching Bill about sex.  I have let him down.  Have you taught Amy?"

Carol could not speak. She just nodded "no" as the kids stared at her
open mouthed.

"I think Amy and Bill should be allowed to explore sex all they want
and I give them my permission to use my house any time."

"Alright!" Amy cried before Bill grabbed her, his hand covering her
mouth.

"Then, why are we here?"

"Well, I do believe in spankings.  Carol, you lost your temper, you
spanked my child without permission, and you did not teach your
daughter about sex. It seems to me you are the one who needs to be
spanked."

"Me?  You want to spank me?"  She began to quiver, rubbing her bottom
on the couch as if she could already feel the hairbrush landing there.
Then, she looked at him with embarrassment, with submission, with
need.  Jack could feel his heart pounding out of control.

"Yes.   And, Amy.  But, you first."

"Please, can I speak to you in private, just we adults?"

"Why?"

"Well, I... I just... the children are here and I want to say... Mr.
Williams.... Jack, I...."

"The children are adults. Neither are virgins."  Jack turned to Amy
and Bill.

"Well?"

"We have had sex, Dad.  We gave each other our virginity."

"See, Carol.  Now, they deserve to be taught about sex, as I said
earlier.  So, they can hear whatever you have to say."

"Jack, I understand you wanting to spank me. I want you to spank me...
on my bare bottom.  I want you to spank me with the hairbrush and your
hand so I can feel...  But, it would not be fair to me..."

You could hear a pin drop as they waited for Carol to continue. 

"Children, I am going to use adult words..."

"We know the words, Mom. Go on! Say it! We all want to know!"

Carol leaned towards Jack, taking his hands in hers. Her blouse gaped
open, giving him a view of her bountiful breasts. 

"Jack, if you spank me... if you turn my bottom red as I lay over your
lap with my hands tied behind my back so I can not escape you... as I
struggle and moan, pulling helplessly against my bondage, as I feel
the tingling in my reddening ass, then.... then,  Jack, it will make
me so horny.... you will have to fuck me!   I will need your cock in
my pussy so desperately....your big, strong, hard cock pounding my
sweet, wet, pussy.  Please... don't be cruel to me.  You are not cruel
enough to spank me and not fuck me, are you?"

"No," he croaked.

"And, Amy... she will need to fucked, too, whether she is spanked or
not.  Either Bill or you... or, yes, both.  It would be a way to teach
them about sex.... I could teach Bill as you teach Amy... and, be a
reward for all of us.  We want you to spank us, Jack.  We both want to
be naked and bound over your lap, but, we both want you to fuck us...
fuck us long and hard and strong... please!"

Carol smiled knowingly at Jack as he sat on the couch, his wide
unblinking eyes and uncomprehending face as he reeled... and, she
reeled him in like a fisherman with a trout on a dry fly.  

"Jack, I need you to fuck me whether you spank me or not.  All this
talk... all this thinking... please, fuck me."

"I need it, too, Mr. Williams.  I need to be fucked.  I want your hard
cock in me, your big hard cock... and Bill's, too.  Please, Mr.
Williams, I want both of you to fuck me," Amy pleaded.

The two ladies stood as one, and unzipped their dresses. They waited.
Slowly, simultaneously, the dresses slipped to the floor revealing two
lovely women, braless and pantyless, wearing only garter belts and
stockings with their high heels.  If their sheer naked bodies were not
proof enough of their desires, the men could see their pussies were
already wet with the juices of their desires.

"Please, fuck us!" they moaned.

			     *****

"Okay, mom. Tell me what happened next."

"Ashley, you have heard this story before.  Anyway, our wedding is
tonight.  You will have a much better understanding in the morning."

"Please, Mom."

"Oh, alright.  Jack and Bill were frozen. They could not move.  Amy
and I had undressed, slowly, sexily, as women should always undress
for their men."

"We will teach you have to strip, sis."

"I knelt between Jack's legs, cupped his hard cock through his pants
as I gazed into his eyes.  I said, 'Please,  Jack.  Fuck me.'  They
went wild. We had them out of control.  They ripped their own clothes
off. Oh, Ashley, Jack is a magnificent lover.  His cock is...  you
will see tonight, honey."

"They fucked us right there.  On the floor in the den as we lay side
by side.  Fucked us like wild men, Ashley.  Bill had never been that
hard.  Mr. Williams grabbed Mom, slamming her on the floor.  No
foreplay but nobody needed any. 'Please fuck me!' mom squealed,
opening her legs for him. He jammed in on one thrust and Mom came.
You did come, didn't you, Mom?"

"Oh, yes. I sure did not fake that! I came when he first entered me
with that big cock of his.  I must have come ten times before he was
through with me."

"Bill was so enthralled watching them, I had to pull him on top of
me."

"I wish I had been there.  I feel I got left out."

Carol hugged her younger daughter reassuringly before continuing. 

"Migod, Ashley, when Jack exploded I felt a gallon of cum was being
pumped into me.   He collapsed, his weight so good on me, his cock
slowly softening. I just held him in my arms, enjoying him and my
afterglow. After we recovered, the men just looked at each other. I
said to Jack, 'Perhaps, this is a good time for me to teach Amy about
girl on girl sex, while you men recharge'."

"You should have seen their faces, Ashley.  Mom crawled over me and
lowered..."

"Oh, I have done that.  What happened then?"

"Well, they watched as Amy and I sixty-nined.  We both came again from
that, didn't we, honey?"

"Yes, mom. You are a good pussy eater!"

"Thank you, honey. So are you! Jack rolled me off Amy and kissed me,
long, hard, demanding. 'Ready for your spanking?' he asked so lovingly
I thought I would melt. 'I am ready for whatever you want to do to
me,' I replied truthfully.   Jack spanked me and Bill spanked Amy.  It
was delightful.  Bill followed his dad's lead.  It was obvious Jack
had spanked women before.  He knew exactly how.... he does that so
well, like he does everything else.  Our desire was building with each
spank.  In fact, I came twice from the spanking. We all went upstairs
and..."

"Swapped.  Mr. Williams grabbed me, threw me on the bed and slammed
into me doggie style. I thought it was coming out of my mouth it is so
big.  Bill fucked Mom.  They could not believe we were so hot, so
welcoming of what they wanted."

"I can hardly wait!!  Am I really going to get fucked by him tonight,
Mom?"

"Yes.  Your virginity is my wedding present to him."

"I was the bait, you mean.  The bait that got him to propose to you."

"Well, offering three women for his unlimited use, one of whom is a
virgin, was more than the man could resist.  He is quite a catch,
Ashley.  Handsome, rich..."

"... has a big cock, fucks like a wild man.  And, don't forget, Bill
he is damn good, too. We get both of them.  We are going to move in to
a mansion with two wild studs, be rich, and, get our eyes fucked out
all the time.  It is like being in heaven."

"Mom, you are something!  Every woman in town tried to hook Mr.
Williams, but, you landed him.  You are the one who got him to the
alter."

"You just have to understand men, Ashley.  I will teach you that.  We
just won't tell the men we understand how to get them to do what we
want."

			     *****

It was a small private wedding held at the home of the groom, attended
by just the bride and groom, his son and her two daughters.  The bride
wore a white wedding dress made of a fine mesh, making it almost
transparent. The dress was form fitting, covering her from neck to
toe, except for the scoop neckline, revealing her lovely neck, and,
everything else.  The two bridesmaids wore identical outfits in a
soft, pastel pink.  The groom and his best man wore black, traditional
tuxedos.  The minister finished the ceremony. The groom kissed his
bride, and the minister left.   The best man opened champagne. 

"To my beautiful bride and her two equally beautiful daughters," Jack
beamed, holding his glass high. "To you, my love, my husband and
master," she bride replied wantonly.   The best man retrieved a small
wooden box, brought it to the groom and opened it. He removed a gold
chain necklace, with a diamond solitaire.  The bride stood as he put
it around her neck, locking it with a key in the nape.  She raised her
head to be kissed.

"Now, I want to open my wedding present from you," the groom whispered
in her ear.   She smiled sensually and kissed him again.  The bride
took her daughters by the hand and led them towards the master
bedroom.

Ashley could not stand still, shifting from one foot to the other, her
eyes flitting from person to person, wringing her hands as Jack and
Cathy undressed each other and Bill and Amy did the same. "Hurry," she
muttered under her breath as she watched the others slowly stripping. 

They all stopped when Ashley audibly gasped when she saw Jack's cock.
"Mom," she whispered, "will that fit in here?"  

Naked, Cathy was on her knees in front of Jack, having just removed
his boxers.  Amy, working slower, was kneeling in front of Bill. 

"Yes, baby. Don't worry.  Jack is a magnificent lover."

After helping Cathy to her feet, Jack moved in front of Amy. He kissed
her long and hard, playing with her shaven pussy and her firm ass. She
groaned when he broke the kiss.  Taking a necklace identical to the
one her placed on Cathy's neck, he put it around her neck and locked
it with a key. "Thank you... master," she whispered.

Jack moved to Ashley. Again, a necklace was placed around her neck.
She, too, thanked him.  

"Now, Ashley, I am going to fuck you," he said gently, stroking her
beautiful face.

"It's about time!!" she barked, surprising them all with the loudness.

Jack began undressing Ashley. She felt her mother's hands on her back
slide down to her pussy, the long fingernails stroking her between her
legs. She turned her head to receive Bill's kiss as his hand crushed a
breast. Jack lifted her in his arms and laid her back, crawling
between her legs. Her mother and her sister each took a leg, pulling
them back, opening them, holding her ready. 

She came on his entry which ripped her hymen. 

			     *****
				Three months after the wedding, Carol
lay on her back, naked, in the big bed where she and Jack slept.  Her
eyes were soft and loving as she waited for Jack and Amy to cool down
from the wild fuck they had as they lay beside her.    

"Good night, Jack. Good night, Mom," Amy said as she kissed each one
of them.  They watched as she slipped out of bed and walked out.  She
was naked and they could see the cum glistening on her leg.

Jack rolled over. Slowly, methodically, he pulled her hands over her
head. She smiled sluttlishly as he crossed her wrists over her head
and pinned them there with his hand.  She stared up into his eyes as
his other hand stroked her thigh.  Ashley's screams of orgasm as she
was being fucked by Bill floated through the house.    

"Happy?"

"You know I am.  Jack, this is more than I imagined. You have been so
wonderful to all three of us. No women have ever appreciated a man
more."

He kissed her hard, a driving, demanding kiss, as he crushed her into
the mattress, his fingers playing roughly with her pussy.  He gave her
an evil grin.  

"I appreciate you, too, and I understand you, just as you understand
me.  Do not think you manipulated me into doing something I did not
want to do."

"What do you mean?" she asked, eyes innocent.

"I mean, your setup that got me to propose was perfect, but... I
understood what you were doing.  I could not believe it but I
understood.  I do not want you to think you can get away with anything
and ruin a perfectly good marriage for both of us. In other words...
you made promises. You need to be sure to deliver!"

"I understand, but, we both know I did not really trick you. And, we
both know I will be submissive and loving as I promised. So will my
girls. You have three submissive, slutty women to serve your every
need.  But, it is more than that for me.  Do you understand how much I
really want and love you?"

"Yes.  Do you understand I feel the same way."

"Yes, I understand."

"Good.  Understanding is essential for a good marriage."



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