I happened to like my wife’s cushy tush — very much, in fact.

It was her idea to put some parameters on her snacking. I was just happy to help.

“I need to have consequences when I’m eating mindlessly,” she’d murmured in the mirror as she examined the ass I dearly loved — and lusted after — on a regular basis. “Like a little shock or a penalty.”

“I personally love your ass,” I informed her.

“You’re not taking me seriously.”

I watched her fingers push at that tender, plump skin and got an idea. She’d never go for it, but I could try.

“How about every time I catch you mindlessly snacking, you get a spanking?”

Her big green eyes turned my way, and I thought I... Leer Más