LOUISE
by allene
Chapter 1
God, I loved to see her this way. Kneeling, with her legs
apart and her shoulders back to accentuate her marvelous breasts.
Just as she had been trained to do. I could not see her face as
she kept it lowered as ordered. I knew her expression would
indicate her eagerness to comply with my next demand. For the
time being I noted how lovely her nearly white hair looked
against her lightly tanned skin. The red lines across her breasts
only accentuated their beauty to me.
It had not always been this way.
I had married Louise shortly after graduating from college.
When we were going together I had ignored her bitchy ways because
I thought it was just a product of being the daughter of a rich
man, and that her bitchiness would never be directed at me.
When I tried to make out with her before marriage she told me
that she loved me, but she was a virgin and would remain so till
marriage. I was so stupid I thought this was a plus. This was my
first mistake. She treated sex as an ordeal to be put up with. Of
course, with this attitude, it was. Right in the middle of
foreplay she would stop me to say," Can't we just get this over
with?" As a result she never got wet so we went through a lot of
vaseline until I lost interest as well. I later found that she
had learned this from her mother. Her mother had told her that it
was just an ordeal that went with marriage and that if she did
not encourage me I would stop bothering her, just as her father
had stopped bothering her mother. Unfortunately, she was dead
right. In a few months I began to believe the stories about her
father making it with hookers or anyone else who was interested.
With his money and connections I understood he found a lot of
interested women.
I held out for the first year thinking I would hit the magic
formula to bring her around. I spent a lot of time trying to
explain to her that her feelings about sex were abnormal. When I
suggested she see a psychiatrist she accused me of being a
pervert and went to stay with her mother for a month. This was
the last straw for me and I started getting my sex the same way
her father did. This was not really satisfactory to me as I like
to have a permanent loving relationship rather than one night
stands. Evidentally Louise missed our relationship as well. When
she returned she said that she had talked to some of her married
friends and that she would try to be better in bed for me. I
believe she did try. Her inhibitions were just too much. She no
longer put me off with phoney excuses, but it was obvious she was
not enjoying sex no matter what I did.
Our problem became solved by chance. One day I had the worst
day in the office since I had started work. Everything I touched
seemed to turn to shit. To top matters off we lost a good client
and my boss blamed me in spite of the fact I had warned him we
had to make changes or we would lose him.
Needless to say I was in a bad mood when I got home. Louise
picked this time to meet me at the door in her bikini to tell me
there was a frozen T.V. dinner in the freezer as she did not feel
like cooking. She was going swimming and if I didn't like it I
could hire a cook.
I came unglued and said, " Bitch, you are too lousy in bed to
get away with this shit." At that point I dropped into a chair,
brought her over my legs, jerked her bikini bottom into the crack
of her ass and proceeded to spank her ass. At first she yelled
and screamed that she was going to divorce me and have me
arrested.
I noticed that when I ignored her and kept on spanking her
bare ass till it began to glow. Something strange began to take
place. All of a sudden her screams and threats turned to moans
and her ass began to raise up to meet my hand. I pulled the bows
holding her bikini together and pulled it off. When she pushed up
her ass for the next slap I could see that her pussy was wet for
the first time since we were married. When I stopped spanking her
in amazement, she rolled off my lap, pulled down her bikini top,
and begged, " Fuck me now, Al. I need you."
She ripped off my shirt while I jerked my pants and shorts
down for the greatest fuck I could remember.
My dick was as hard as blue steel. When I plowed it into her
she pushed back with all her strength to bury my eight inch dick
right to the balls in her wet writhing pussy.
Since she had always laid there like a corpse in the past. It
seemed like a minor miracle to see her struggle to get more of me
inside her.
Then she started yelling, " I'm coming! Oh God I'm coming!
Don't stop! Don't ever stop!" Finally I could not hold off any
longer and began spurting inside her. She kept working until my
dick got so soft it finally slipped out of that glorious pussy.
I literally slid off her body, soaked in our sweat, to lay
panting on the floor. When I got my breath back I said, " That
was wonderful!" She replied that it was more than that. Even her
friends had never said it could be that good.
As we held each other my curiosity overcame me and I asked
her why the spanking had created such a marvelous effect on her.
She replied, " I don't know for sure. I can explain it a
little from the psychological viewpoint. Although I love you I
always thought men were wimps and when you took charge the way
you did it made me feel that you really cared. If you had not
loved me so much you would have walked out the door. If you had
given up on me, you would have let me go without complaint. Your
actions made me know you loved me at the same time I felt like
"Jane" to your "Tarzan." What I really don't understand is the
physical aspect. Those first dozen spanks really hurt. Somehow,
as I resigned myself to it the pain seemed to turn from pain to
this wonderful warm to hot flash feeling that made my breasts
swell, my nipples tingle, and this indescribable feeling to my
pussy. It was like my pussy had always been kind of numb up to
then. Now it is still sensitive. I can still feel the lips moving
against each other when I move my legs and I can feel how wet I
am. Even the few times I had tried playing with my cunni it had
not become this sensitive."
I kissed her saying," I don't really care why it happens. I
just think it is wonderful it did. I have never loved you so much
and I never want to lose the way we feel now."
" Oh darling, I feel the same way. If you have to spank or
whip me daily to keep this feeling it will be worth it."
We went to the bedroom and made love every way conceivable.
For the first time she agreed to having the lights on bright and
seemed to enjoy my compliments. She even agreed to a "69" and
later went down on me smiling at my look of joy. Although she did
not get as wild as after I spanked her she was able to come and
went to sleep with a smile on her face.
