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Carol's Understanding
by EzRiter (ezriter@hotmail.com)

***

A mother catches her daughter having sex with her bosses 
son and is indignant and dispenses corporal punishment 
on the spot. She soon wishes that she had stayed her 
hand when she finds that her boss feels her punishment 
was uncalled for. (MmFf, ped, bd, ds, spank)

***

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'd 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 altar, 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 her 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 cannot 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 parents cannot 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'll 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 
cannot 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 altar."

"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," the 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."

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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