A Taste of Leather
AlexB
A TASTE OF LEATHER
by Alex B.
Mandy Evans scanned the entire back wall of the shoe store,
which happened to be the men's section. Kneeling down, she ran
a finger across the edge of each box until one caught her fancy.
Inside was a pair of sleek, black leather slippers. She reached
into the box, wrapped her fingers around the right one and
slowly pulled it out. She bent the slipper over testing its
flexibility
then slapped it loudly across the palm of her left hand.
The sound startled a few of the other customers slightly.
Not bothered by the attention, Mandy slapped the sole against
her palm again and again. She then ran the slipper beneath
her nose, deeply inhaling the rich, heady leather aroma.
Mrs. Evans brought the box to the front counter. A young man
in a bow tie who was manning the register looked down at
the slippers. A confused look came across on his face.
"Are you sure these are the right size?" he asked.
"Doesn't matter." Mandy said, handing the clerk her credit card.
"I'm not going to be wearing them."
"Oh, so it's a gift for a man."
"Well, it may be his gift." she said with a wry smirk.
"But I'm the one who's going to get it!"
Still a bit befuddled by the woman's words, the sales clerk
finished the transaction and put the box in a bag.
"Here you go."
Mandy opened the lid, removed the left slipper and handed it to
the man.
"You can keep this one or throw it away. We won't be using it."
She then turned and headed out of the store.
"Um... okay. Have a nice day." he replied, waving the unwanted
slipper as he spoke.
"Thanks, you too." Mandy replied politely as she stepped out
the door.
An older woman who'd heard the entire exchange approached the
counter with her purchase. She noticed the perplexed look on
the clerk's face.
"Slippers have more than one use." she said with a slightly
wistful smile.
As she made her way through the mall, Mandy was also smiling
but the grin on her face was due to eager anticipation.
She would soon be facing the music- a sound spanking with
a well chosen instrument across the knee of her loving
husband, Neil. And this would be no ordinary sexual appetizer,
this was his birthday. The light bottom smacking sessions
she normally allowed Neil to administer often made Mandy feel
flirtatious, even a bit horny and usually resulted in her
pleasuring him with her hand or mouth. But on those rare,
special occasions when Neil was given the green light to
redden her bottom with a full-fledged walloping, she was
invariably brought to a state of uncontrollable carnal desire.
Neil arrived home at five-thirty to find a package stylishly
wrapped in colored paper on the table in the foyer. He picked
it up and headed into the living room where he discovered his
wife clad in footy drop-seat long johns kneeling beside the
coffee table with her head bowed.
"Happy birthday." she said, her eyes cast downward.
"Thank you, my love." Neil replied. He pursed his lips and
smacked them together so as to send a kiss through midair.
Mandy bowed her head further to hide a sudden blush.
Removing the bow, he tore at the paper which fell to
the floor. He lifted the lid from the box, tossed it
aside as well then gazed upon the object inside.
"It's perfect." Neil whispered. "Just the thing."
"Still..." Mandy relied, glancing up coyly. "You might want
to give it a test drive."
In need of no further invitation, Neil walked to the couch,
seated himself, grabbed Mandy by the arm and tugged her across
his lap. He easily undid the oversized buttons on the backside
of her long cotton underwear. Mandy felt a cool breeze caress
the round, pale globes of her ass as the flap was lowered.
The slipper flew into the air and came crashing down with a
thundering thwap across Mandy's unprotected bottom. She gasped
at the severity of the first blow. The next dozen swats brought
some yelps and grunts, but it was only an overture to what
would follow. Neil soon delivered a rapid volley of spanks that
left Mandy wide-eyed and breathless. Resounding smacks echoed
throughout the house. Mandy's tears trickled downward and her
feet flew through the air as Neil gripped the stiff yet pliable
implement tightly in hand and laid one burning leather kiss
after another across his sweetheart's hot, flinching buttocks.
Neil continued slippering his wife's tender bottom until it was
red, raw and swollen. Finally, after she'd nearly lost her voice
from crying and was too exhausted to wiggle or kick, he gave
each of Mandy's cheeks one last stinging slap before tossing
the slipper aside and releasing her from his iron grip.
Neil guided Mandy to her feet only to push her away as he
removed his shirt.
"I want you naked... now!" he commanded.
Mandy practically leaped out of those long johns and within
seconds Neil was pulling her to his chest and placing his mouth
roughly onto hers. Their lips meshed and slid against each other
as Mandy's nails scraped their way down Neil's back. Unable to
withstand another moment of torment, he placed his hands firmly
on Mandy's shoulders, spun her around and bent her forward.
Mandy gripped her shins and lifted her ass on high, presenting
herself for penetration.
As Neil stepped back to remove his pants and underwear, his wife
craned her neck to watch.
"Now I'm really going to get it, aren't I?" she panted.
"What do your eyes tell you?" Neil grunted, giving his thick
hardened cock a squeeze.
Mandy felt her husband's powerful hands steadying her quivering
hips as she glanced down at the black leather slipper laying on
its side near the couch.
"Can I pick a gift or what?!" she thought.
THE END
Brian G (Upstairs)
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GrumpyOldPapa
> >
> Mandy opened the lid, removed the left slipper and handed it to
> the man.
>
> "You can keep this one or throw it away. We won't be using it."
>
Now that is a waste of good leather as my Yankee upbringing shouts at
me. Obviously they need to keep one slipper at home and one in the
car in case of a sudden brat attack while away from the house.
"Neil, why the hell are you stopping on this quite country road."
"Open the glove compartment, Mandy."
Papa
(trying to be practical)
Denis F. Oliver
Good story, Alex. However, there is a glaring inconsistency to your
description of the slipper. You state "...Neil gripped the stiff yet
pliable implement...". A pliable thing is "bending easily; supple" and
"yielding, compliant" (The Oxford Dictionary Of Current English, 1996).
Obviously, something cannot be both "...stiff yet pliable...".
Other than that, it was a good story.
Denis
"AlexB" <berna...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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Kate James
> Good story, Alex. However, there is a glaring inconsistency to your
> description of the slipper. You state "...Neil gripped the stiff yet
> pliable implement...". A pliable thing is "bending easily; supple" and
> "yielding, compliant" (The Oxford Dictionary Of Current English, 1996).
> Obviously, something cannot be both "...stiff yet pliable...".
>
> Other than that, it was a good story.
>
> Denis
Yes it can. Leather can be stiff when it's new, but it bends. Like a
brand new belt. it is stiff and hard but it bends. Then it gets worn
in and is softer and not as stiff and rigid.
Kate
Denis F. Oliver
"Kate James" <Katherin...@gmail.com> wrote in message
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- Leather is usually stiff at first then becomes supple with use.
However, it isn't stiff and supple at the same time, like it was described
in Alex's story.
Denis
CrimsnKid6
> > Yes it can. Leather can be stiff when it's new, but it bends. Like a
> > brand new belt. it is stiff and hard but it bends. Then it gets worn
> > in and is softer and not as stiff and rigid.
>
> - Leather is usually stiff at first then becomes supple with use.
> However, it isn't stiff and supple at the same time, like it was described
> in Alex's story.
Hmmmm...You do have a point here, albeit (IMHO) a rather picayune
one. Probably a better expression might have been "supple yet sturdy,"
as a flexible yet thick leather belt or strap would be, or some close
synonym like "strong" or "solid" in place of "sturdy."
As for you liking Alex's stories, they are well written and their
usual top-bottom gender orientation does fit in with your own view on
what's "natural" RE spanking (and dominance).
So that's hardly unexpected, although I hope you appreciate the
writing style as well...
H.I.A.W.B.,
--C.K.