At home with Laurel

When you got home, Laurel had a drink ready for you. She was wearing her collar and a nice bustier, garters, and stockings. You pull her chin up and kiss her.

She breaks the kiss and asks, "How was your day, husband?" The lust in her eyes was unmistakable.

"Good, Laurel. Guess what I did today?" You grin.

"Did you fuck your secretary?" she asks with interest.

"I did not fuck her. But let me tell you what I did do."

As you tell her, you first have her lay over your knees, so when you tell her about spanking Meghan, you spank Laurel. She comes by the end. Next, you slide her to the floor kneeling in front of you when you tell her about making her give you a blowjob. You don't even have to ask her, and she blows you. Then you ask her to bring the cane from the hall. She hops up and trots to the front of the house. She comes back with a cane, breasts bouncing. As you tell her about this part of your day, you have her kneel on the couch just like Meghan did. As you similarly cane her, though Laurel can take a harder stroke than Meghan, you tell her how Meghan reacted. Laurel screams through a hard orgasm by the 3rd strike.

Before she's finished coming, you strip off your clothes and hold her as she sinks to sit on the couch. After a few minutes of aftercare, she kisses you. You proceed to carry Laurel up to bed and ravish her with all your pent-up sexual energy from the day.

Meghan had troubled sleep with dreams of spankings and orgasms.