Sarah stepped out of the bathroom, straightening her black skirt, and light cashmere sweater. Kevin watched her move across the room, admiring her legs. She was very proud that she had regained her figure from her early twenties, and enjoyed showing it off.

"So what time are we meeting them?" Kevin asked.

"Ann said they'd pick us up around 6:30, the movie is at 8:30, so we should have plenty of time to eat."

"Ok, are we going to Tommie's again?"

"Probably, Jim like's it", Sarah said with a chuckle.

"Hey, that gives us a couple minutes. I can think of something to do," Kevin said, as he slid up behind his wife, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I just got dressed, and we have like 10 minutes. I don't know about you, but I need a little more time than that."

"Well, then we can get you started for later." They both laughed as he pulled Sarah her down onto their bed. Sarah rolled over, and they kissed passionately. Kevin's hands moved down his wife's back cupped her firm buttocks and squeezed.

Sarah smiled, "I hope those hands are going to do more there later."

"Hmm, they could do more now" he said while patting her lightly.

"So what are you waiting for?"

Kevin gave his wife a sharp spank on her right cheek. Sarah let out a sigh of pleasure. He gave her another on the other side, "yesss," she whispered.

Kevin spanked his wife, until she started moving her hips back against the slaps, while grinding into him. "Better be careful, or there will be more of this later," he threatened.

"There better be," she said as she sat up, "can you give me more now?"

"They'll be here any minute."

"I want you to ... hard"

"Really?"

"I want it to sting. I want to feel it when we're out with them," she said as he looked at her puzzled. "Please? I want to feel it"

Kevin sat up, moving her to the side, "if you want it?" He pulled her down across his lap, and rubbed her ass.

"Please," was the last thing she said before Kevin raised his hand. He hesitated for a second then his hand fell onto Sarah's ass, "Crack!" Over and over his hand slapped down over the cotton skirt. Sarah's cheeks bounced and jiggled with each spank. Her back arched, she gripped the covers tight, and bit her lip. Kevin usually didn't spank this hard or fast, but he wanted to build the sting quickly. And, her moans urged him on. He knew her ass was turning pink, but it wouldn't last for more than a few minutes if he stopped.

"How long do you want it to last?"

"Don't stop, I want to feel it for a long time," she gasped

Kevin continued the spanking, making it faster. Sarah's head dropped as the pain increased. She bobbed her head with each strike, and tried to keep her legs still. Her gentle moans of pleasure were replaced by "ouches" and squeals. Sarah was about to ask him to stop, when he rested his hand on her, and began rubbing.

"Like that?" he asked.

"Oh, yes", she answered. She stood; both of her hands went right to buttocks, rubbing hard.

"Ding Dong!" the doorbell chimed, "I'll get it," Kevin said as he ran, "take your time."

Sarah walked slowly around the room, still rubbing. The pain went beyond the sting she had always felt before. Her ass throbbed, and felt tight. The rubbing didn't lessen the pain, but instead made it feel deeper, warmer, and much better. She turned her back to the full length mirror on the closet door, and lifted her skirt. Her full black panties covered her bottom. She pulled them up to expose her cheeks, bright red, with white spots that faded quickly where ever she touched them. After straightening her panties, her right hand moved around to the front and felt the wetness that showed just how excited she was.

Sarah walked downstairs as Kevin was saying, "Here she comes. We'll be right out." Jim closed the door and pulled their coats off the back, "How are you doing?"

"I want you right now", she said still rubbing.

Kevin grinned, "We could say you're sick?"

Sarah laughed, "No, let's go, there will be plenty of time later," Kevin couldn't resist and gave her a swat on the way out the door. It took her breath away. She climbed into the back seat. The cold leather intensified the heat in her cheeks, making her wriggle the whole 10 minute drive to the restaurant. Kevin couldn't keep from smiling while he covered her part of the conversation.

30 minutes later the two couples were enjoying their meals and good conversation. The unpadded seats increased the sting that Sarah still felt, and she was still as aroused as when they left the house. While Kevin and Jim discussed the week's fantasy football news, Ann turned to Sarah and quietly asked, "Are you ok tonight?"

"Yes, I'm fine," Sarah replied.

"You seem, distracted, or something, just checking."

Sarah blushes and glanced down, "I'm fine, really. How's that book you started reading?"

The conversation continued throughout dinner. Sarah could tell that Ann noticed her fidgeting, and every time she made eye contact with Kevin, she started to smile, and squeezed his hand under the table.

As the dishes were being cleared, Ann whispered, "Ok, last time, nothing's wrong? You're not pregnant or something?"

Sarah laughed and stood up from the table, looking toward the restroom, "Excuse me." Ann went with her.

When they returned, Sarah sat down next to her husband, and settled herself in her seat. Ann was now blushing, and tried not to look at Kevin. Kevin noticed Sarah's wiggle she sat down. Sarah looked into his eyes, glanced down to her lap, then back. She slowly reached out her hand, below the table. Sarah leaned over the table, "So what's the damage?" As she stood, she slid her hand up Kevin's thigh. When she reached the spot that would excite him the most, she opened her hand. Kevin was trying not to watch, but she moved her hand away and sat down.