A talk with the hand.

vwomp!

"Hey, watch it!" she declared from below.

"Sorry." I released my grip over her.

After gently slamming her against an outdoor table, one of many underneath one half of our quad's pair of metal pergolas, I observed Mrs. Jannon from behind. She was currently bent across the tabletop, knees pressed against the seating slab, her rear perfectly jutted out towards me.

I caressed my wary new sex partner's ass, the tight, formerly properly straightened skirt now hiked up to the curvature of her upper cheeks.

"Nice little butt you've been hiding in here," I slid a fingertip up her pantie-covered ass crack. She twitched, before quickly looking back in contention.

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, take it as a compliment," I put forward, slapping her butt.

Mrs. Jannon was at a loss for words. She shook her head. "I... I'll have you know that I..." Finally, like measurement tape reaching its tug, she yielded. "...thanks, I suppose," she grumbled.

"That's the spirit!" Slap!

"Would," wince, "would you please quit that?!"

"What?" I asked, rubbing the woman's left glute, pushing and palpitating. "You mean spanking you?"

"Spanking!?" she spluttered. "Who do you think you are, exactly? You are in no position to--"

Smack!

"Oh-ow!" She arched her back, pushing against the table with her forearms. "Yes! That, spanking, whatever! You just did it again, and I'm warning you, if any more come out of that hand out of yours, you're going home and staying there for two weeks at the minimum."

"Are you talking back to me?" I inquired.

Hesitantly, the woman continued, "N-no, I'm not. I'm just pointing out that..."

"Mrs. Jannon, you said you'd help me out with my issue. Obviously, we're here now because of your promise to me. Did you really mean it or were you just trying to shortcut your way to your student's goodwill?"

"I am not," she quickly fired back. It was a familiar line; after all, she coined it. She sought her words. "I'm simply saying that... the smacking of my butt seems irrelevant to actually fucking it at the moment!"

Seeing this typically uptight lady in this position was comedy gold. But perhaps she was right, that it was time to get to the main course.