The Haunted House & the School Girl
Copyright© 2017 by Gator
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - 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
Fictitious name and characters picked at random. This poem contains the spanking of an adult female at a Halloween Haunted House.
It was Halloween and Gwyn was dressed and serving food.
Not happy as a waitress near Mansfield U. Things were not good.
Her boss watched Gwyn as she talked to her daughter.
In her Majorette uniform, talking to her was no bother.
Gwyn could show her heinie and be quite rude,
especially if she did not like the dude!
She groaned and gave his face a hard slap.
His cheek turned red as it landed with a clap.
Gwyn, by far had the best bottom of any girl in her class.
To give her a good hard spanking would be a real gas.
At twenty three years-old there was no one with a heinie that was finer,
at Halloween in her tight majorette uniform in the trailer diner.
Her boss hidden under a ‘Jason’ like white hockey mask,
took his time to take his employee, sweet Gwyn to task.
Because when Gwyn was informed, she had an admirer by her boss.
The pretty woman’s reaction had been mean and full of frost.
Gwyn in her red with white striped sided uniform was again a majorette.
When Gwyn had last been taken to task, he could not bet.
Her Halloween majorette outfit and blonde hair topped with a red bow.
The trick he planned for his waitress’s heinie would cause it to glow.
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Gwyn left the diner where she had been quite a brat.
The pretty blonde-haired majorette had told the nice boy to scat.
Her slap and hurtful rejection had left his son flat.
Suddenly, Gwyn saw a masked man pick up a slat.
Her skin white sequin leotard got smeared in a prank with peanut butter.
“Oh poo, was all she could manage to mutter.
Swiftly Gwyn in her majorette uniform found herself over a hay pile.
Down went her red with white striped leotard with style.
Gwyn’s heinie definitely was not flat,
as he grasped the wooden slat.
Gwyn rolled her eyes and gave him a bitchy stare.
Her teacher wondered how her wonder bottom would fare.
Gwyn’s majorette costume was sequin layered.
However, it was clear that she was now scared.
Dressed in her old majorette uniform she began to slip.
However, her little comfort when her under-thing left her hip.
Gwyn’s costume white with red stripes left her heinie was tugged down.
Her hockey masked boss made sure she had a pitiful frown.
With a pout across her pink bee sting lips,
and, a swish of her breathtaking hips.
