Chapter 12
Two years after their marriage, Mary bore a baby, a beautiful, healthy girl. She delighted in the role of wife and mother, forgot about spanking and all the lesbian games and devoted herself to her husband and their child. Two years later, she delighted him with an equally beautiful son.
Fate seemed to smile more warmly with each passing day, but fate has a way of turning off the smile with a sadistic laugh. It happened to Mary when she was in her mid-thirties and Dwight was laid low by a disease which, for a time, threatened to take his life.
He recovered, but fate hadn't finished her little game with him and Mary. It didn't worry them too much the first few times he proved to be impotent when they tried to make love, but when the condition persisted, he went into a hospital for checks.
The doctor looked sad as he told him that impotence was something he was going to have to learn to live with, for the rest of his life. Mary offered sympathy and love, reminding him of all the good years they'd had and of how they could learn to adjust, but it soon became clear that it wasn't going to be that easy. She was willing to try anything to ease his burden, but alone there was nothing she could do and he refused to give or take even a loving kiss, refused to touch his wife.
He moved into another bedroom where he spent five or six hours out of each twenty-four, the rest of his time being devoted to business as he turned in that direction for solace.
His had been a medium sized, profitable company, but that no longer suited him, wasn't enough to use up the energy he was determined to pour into it. For a long time, Mary was determined that she would bring him back to being the man he had been, but after two years she forced herself to face the fact that there was no hope.
The children had become afraid of their father, were constantly nervous when he was in the house, so despite the fact that she needed them, Mary sent them to a good residential school in Europe and they went without any urging, seemingly anxious to escape.
But there was no escape for Mary. Over the years of their marriage, her money had been gathering dust and interest so that she was quite wealthy and could have managed nicely on her own, but she couldn't leave her husband, couldn't give up the dream that he might return to her love one day.
Without the children to occupy her Mary found more and more time to feel the burning sexual hunger which had become a basic part of her life. Masturbation offered so little comfort that it hardly seemed worth the effort, but it was a little better than nothing, so she continued it.
She was still a beautiful woman and had kept her stunning figure. Finding men to give her what she so desperately needed would have posed no problem, but she couldn't bring herself to do that, to in effect mock the man she so wanted to love by giving her body to another man.
When one of the maids wanted to leave, to marry, Mary went to her old friends for help in finding one who would be pleased to provide some of what she had to have if she were to retain her sanity. One of her friends came through with what she wanted, a virginal country girl she had seduced some months before. The girl was beautiful and sexy, but the woman had formed a new relationship with a very jealous lesbian who was suspicious of the maid. She solved her own problem in solving Mary's.
The maid's name was Linda and she was a seventeen-year-old beauty. While she was virginal in the sense that her hymen was still intact, she had been trained fully in the arts of lesbian fun and games, including spanking. She confided to Mary that she had learned to enjoy being spanked and would like to administer a spanking, but her previous employer hadn't allowed that.
"I'm different, Linda," Mary told her. "I love spanking, but I'm just as crazy about getting it and shedding happy tears."
"You mean you'll really let me spank you, right on the bare ass?" Linda asked, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Let you, dear? I'll want you to, often. Mind you, I'll want to spank you often too, but for now," Mary told her and put a hand on the girl's firm left thigh, "I want to do a little more than just talk."
Linda smiled in eager agreement, then Mary took her into her arms and they kissed passionately. The girl responded beautifully and Mary was pleased that she followed her lead by using her hands as well and fondling her excitingly.
"I like the way you kiss, Linda," Mary told her.
"I'll try to kiss even better when you are bare naked and I have my face between your thighs.
Gee, you have such beautiful, firm thighs. Oh Mary, I'm going to be so happy here."
"I hope so, darling. I've been so terribly alone. You're very beautiful, Linda, and I want to see all of you. We're going to spank each other and then we'll make beautiful love."
They were in one of the change rooms on the far side of the pool from the house. In addition to the change rooms, there was a big lounge with a bar, a reminder of better days when the place buzzed with the sound of happy laughing people, including her husband. The door was locked and she was confident the other servant would not dare disturb her.
Getting up, Mary took her dress off and Linda's eyes were wide with delight as she feasted them on the beautiful mature body of her new employer, then Mary told her it was her turn to show a little, so she got to her feet and took her dress off.
With a sigh that was almost a squeal, Mary looked the beautiful girl over, then turned her and admired the rear view, one which included a firm young butt that would be a joy to spank, to fondle and to kiss, she told herself, then took the girl into an embrace and they kissed again.
Taking the girl with her, Mary sat on the wide padded bench and held her closely. She started to remember all the times she and Dwight had fucked on that bench and others like it, then she turned the thought off. He had barred her from his life, she told herself, so there was no reason why she should allow him to intrude in her new one.
She felt the girl trembling as she unhooked her bra, then she took it off and clutched a pair of thrillingly firm young breasts. As she played with them, it was obvious that Linda was enjoying the sensation as much as she, so she went on with her fondling for a little while, then unhooked her own bra and tumbled her own breasts out for Linda.
"Oh God, Mary, what big, beautiful tits. How hard and smooth they are," Linda panted. "I could play with them forever. I'm just dying to suck on them. Do you like to have your tits sucked? Tell me you do, I want to do it."
"Yes, baby, I love to have everything sucked. Start with my tits, I'll give you my cunt later."
It was all the invitation Linda needed as she pushed Mary down on the bench and threatened to eat her lovely tits off as she sucked greedily while Mary fondled as much of her firm young body as she could reach.
When she was ready, Mary turned Linda over, then she was sucking the hard young tits of the girl while she listened to her panting, moaning and her squeals of delight.
Linda sat up after Mary released her sensitized tits, and her eyes looked to be out of focus.
"I think I'm drunk," she said, her tone matching the stunned look in her eyes.
"You're not drunk, dear. I know just what you need," Mary told her as she sat on the edge of the bench, took the girl's hand and brought her closer.
Excitedly, Mary peeled Linda's panties down to bare her lovely young ass, she fondled the firm cheeks, then drew her across her thighs and felt her rubbing in anticipation. The spanking Mary went on to give her, didn't cure Linda, but it made Mary feel so much better.
Deciding that something more drastic was called for, she lay across the couch, knelt on the floor beside it, then her face was nuzzling in the heat of the girl's crotch and she was sucking and lapping greedily.
Mary went on doing so, then Linda shrieked in wild orgasm. When she opened her eyes after it had passed, she announced to Mary that she had been totally cured.
"How about the same kind of treatment for me, Linda?" Mary asked as she watched the wet eyed beauty rubbing her red, tingling bottom.
"You mean, including a spanking?" Linda asked.
"Of course, dummy. I told you I love spankings."
Eagerly, Linda sat on the bench and Mary went to her, standing close to have her panties taken down. The young woman was obviously anxious to spank Mary's mature behind, still she didn't rush. Her hands reached around Mary and lovingly fondled her panty sheathed ass, then she pressed her face against Mary's tummy and her hands squeezed firm cheeks.
When Mary's body began to jerk impatiently, the girl realized why, and slowly peeled her panties down. With a series of excited little gasps, she clutched at the naked cheeks, then Mary was lying across her thighs, sighing as she rubbed her body warmly on the silken skin.
"Oh Mary, this will be the first spanking I ever had a chance to give," Linda said with a little squeal.
"If you don't start giving it, you'll get another on your hot ass instead," Mary told her.
As though to punctuate her statement, a hand slapped her right cheek with a pleasant sting and a nice sound as Linda commenced the spanking. With each of the first few spanks, Linda stole a squeeze of a firm cheek, then she settled down to spanking and soon had smacked hot fires into Mary's ass. As she spanked, Linda heard the cries and watched the kicking legs, both of which explained to her why her former employer so loved spanking her.
When Linda finished and Mary got to her feet, her hands rubbing her hotly stinging ass cheeks, Linda knew just what to do. Helping her out of her fallen panties, she took her to the couch and hurriedly buried her face in the warm crotch. She sucked and lapped cunt like an angel and it was not long before Mary was crying out in delightful fierce orgasm.
With Linda on hand to meet her needs, Mary was able to forget her problems and enjoy life again, unaware that trouble was brewing, that the other maid resented the obviously close relationship between Mary and Linda.
Mary saw that the maid was jealous, but it didn't bother her since, as she saw it, there was nothing the woman could do about it. When Mary realized how wrong she was on that score, it was too late.
One morning, her husband left for work early, as usual, but instead of going to work, he picked up a private detective, reentered the grounds through the stables and hid in the lounge of the pool house.
It was a long wait, but he was patient and to the detective, it was just another job. Eventually, Mary and her lover entered the dressing room and the men heard the sounds of their playing and spanking. After that, the women moved on to mutual cunt lapping, and it was then that the men entered the scene, the detective busily shooting pictures.
Divorce followed quickly with Mary giving up all rights to their children, under her husband's relentless pressure.