The Haunted House & the School Girl
Copyright© 2017 by Gator
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - The blonde of twenty y/o still looks damn good in her old schoolgirl skirt. She finds what her hubbie want give her behind in an old fart she strikes up a conversation with at the Halloween Haunted House.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Mystery Workplace Spanking Flatulence Halloween Revenge
Charlotta sat on the steps of the haunted house in her red plaid skirt.
The view between her legs signaled she was a flirt.
She showed a great deal of black panty hosed thighs.
The blonde wore her short plaid skirt on Halloween had not been wise.
Although Charlotta’s panties were rather scanty,
The old fart had seen her white cotton panties.
The interested man gave her a stern look.
He desired her bottom to really cook!
He said ladies should keep their knees shut.
She was a woman who deserved a well spanked butt.
She knew her husband was on a long run.
Why couldn’t the old fart and have some fun.
They heartily agreed they would do the deed.
He, as the stern father,
And, she the naughty daughter.
Charlotta wished her husband would be her spanker.
She was not, so she had sought others to whack her
Could she really do this? Did she dare?
She had been told her bottom would be bare!
Charlotta wanted him to forget lust and the rest.
She wanted was one hundred of his best.
Charlotta admitted she was a slacker,
needing someone to light her bottom like a firecracker.
Her pseudo- dad made it hard to sit.
Her daughter would be sore before he quit.
The blond woman now in her thirties should have taken better care
Not to have the boys to look up her skirt at her panties and stare.
Her unladylike display was a disgrace!
A deserted tent would be the spanking place.
At twenty, she knew what she was in for.
If only her husband had was not such a terrible bore!
Charlotta looked in the mirror showing fear,
as she imagined her bright red blistered rear.
Any man smacking her bottom could spell trouble.
And the old man had a wooden ruler to turn her butt to rubble.
Charlotta could not skirt the issue.
Before this was over she would need a tissue.
Now skirt up, she slipped her panties off her rounds.
The ruler slicing through the air made swishy sounds.
An experience spanker and a former teacher,
The old fart was happy to paddle her best feature
for unladylike sitting, a paddling was fitting.
The spanking commenced and the stinging burned,
as she took the corporal punishment she had earned.
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