Even though she was not on vacation, Jaylee had slipped into vacation mode in the bedroom. Clothes were scattered all over the floor, dropped where they came off in the evenings, and the bed was a nightmare. For a king-sized bed, she had very little sleeping space with books, papers, the laptop computer, a stack of folded towels, and the cordless phone sharing space on the top of the covers.
The phone was the problem. About 1:00 in the morning, it started ringing, and she was having trouble finding it. On the fourth ring clicked on the button just before it went to the answering machine.
"Sleeping?"
"Yeah. But I don't mind being awakened."
"Are you sleeping nude tonight?"
"No, boxers and a tee shirt. I fell asleep on top tonight watching TV."
"Put on your shoes, get your toys, and meet me at Love's in 20 minutes."
"Okay. The one off 89th?"
"Yes. And Jaylee...nothing underneath those boxers and tee shirt. I want easy access to you."
Jaylee collected a few things, namely the toys he demanded. In a small tote she put her vibrator, a dildo, and a hairbrush. The game was always a little different, and sometimes he used the toy, sometimes he didn't, but she was always required to bring them. She paused only to put in her contacts, because glasses were such a pain and she really hated the headlight glare on them, and then she walked out the door into the cool night air. Even though it wasn't cold, the air made her nipples harden on contact. She got in her car, and started up the highway to meet him.
Twenty-two minutes from the time the phone rang, she was slipping into his truck, and they left the parking lot to find someplace a little more intimate. As soon as they were out of the streetlights, his hand slapped her thigh and told her to open her legs. She felt his fingers slip in the boxers and find her wetness. She had become aroused the minute she heard his voice on the phone, and it had grown with anticipation.
Dwaine found a secluded dirt road, pulled off the road and backed into a turnoff so he could see traffic from both directions. The former cop-instinct kept him from turning his back on the road and made him alert to the headlight patterns on the main road.
"Have you been good?"
"Of course."
"Right. I know you need your bottom spanked," and he grabbed her to hold her close. It was part of a decade plus foreplay dance, and he sucked on the back of her neck, and rubbed his whiskers into the skin. Holding her from behind, he slipped one hand under her shirt and started giving her nipples attention, continuing to kiss her neck, and using the other arm to hold her next to him.
Even though it felt exquisite, Jaylee couldn't help fighting him. She was so ticklish, and it took a few minutes for her to get accustomed to the familiar/unfamiilar hands all over her. He felt her pussy, could feel her getting wetter, and began nibbling on her ears, sending shivers through her body.
"Take off everything but your shoes and get out, and I don't want to hear a word of protest."
Jaylee slipped out of the oversized tee shirt and boxer shorts, took a deep breath and opened the truck door. Dwaine met her at the side of the truck, and noticed her shiver of being nude under the moonlight. He led her to the back of the truck, put down the tailgate, and told her to bend over.
A single word of protest was answered by a swat to her bottom, and she bent over. The cold metal made her nipples even more hard, and the effect of feeling the Oklahoma wind over her body aroused her. He stood behind her, and spread her legs. Modesty was not an option, and he wanted her spread. He wanted her to feel the air in the downy hair around her privates, he wanted he to feel exposed, he wanted her to feel under his control.
"What do you need, Jaylee?"
"I don't know Dwaine. Please don't make me say it."
"You will say it, and you'd better say it fast. A car could come down the road anytime. Do you want someone to see you spread out, bottom in the air?"
"No...no..S-s-spank me. I need a spanking."
With that admission, Dwaine started spanking her hard and fast, his hand building in speed and intensity. He paused every so often to slip a finger into her, to feel her wetness.
"Raise up."
She raised ever so slightly, and he slipped a hand in front of her to rub her clit with one hand as he spanked her with the other, making her get closer and closer to an orgasm.
"I want you to come." And she did.
Dwaine stood her up, and turned her around. Her flaming ass cheeks on the metal of the tailgate. He opened his zipper, and buried himself in her as she wrapped her legs around him.
After they were both spent, and sitting on the tailgate, Dwaine held her against him. They had a quiet moment together before finding clothes and going back to the convenience store to retrieve her car.
Dwaine leaned over and kissed her hard and long.
"Somebody should be spanked for fooling around outside."
"Yeah...and who's going to do it."
"Why don't you go home and get some sleep. Move all the books off your bed, and I'll let myself in early tomorrow morning to take care of that."
"How did you know about the books?"
"I know YOU little one...and I expect to find you nude and waiting on me...and no speeding on the way home."
Jaylee slipped between the sheets, after moving all the books and papers, and drifted off to sleep. A few hours later, she roused to feel the covers pulled back and his hand caressing her bottom.
"Nature calls m'dear...first the spanking, and then lets see what happens naturally."