My wife, Jackie, has been pretty tolerant about my wanting to wear her panties, but last week she said it was time to add her own favorite kink to our scenes-spanking. She announced this in the laundry room right in front of two of her old college girl-friends — who live on our floor. I think they know pretty well what we’re into, but this provocative statement gave me quite a jolt and the damnedest hard-on!

I’d been teasing Jackie about the way her miniskirts ride up and show a lot of her great legs. She knows I love the way she dresses and that I dote on women’s clothes In general, but this time it sounded as if I might be In for more than I’d bargained for. She invited Nancy and Ann back to the apartment for a drink and said she’d have me dressed for the occasion when they got there.

Back upstairs, Jackie had me step into a pair of her panties, then pulled them all the way up. She had put them on backward, so that my front was covered… but in back the panties disappeared between my buttocks. She gave another tug, and the panties went right up my crack.

She said they looked great. They felt very tight but definitely sexy. Then she had me step into one of her stretchy miniskirts. There I was! Walking felt funny with bare ass cheeks and the skirt material sliding on my skin, but it made me feel super-sexy! Jackie had me walk up and down the room to get used to it all, then pulled a chair in front of the mirror. She said I needed to learn how to sit in the miniskirt if I was going to tease her about it and showed me how to keep my legs together so my panties wouldn’t show. Then she clapped her hands together, laughing, and the smacking sound made me think that, somehow. this was going to end up with me soundly spanked.

Out in the living room, I served drinks to Jackie’s friends in my outrageous little outfit, and the conversation turned to “miniskirt training.” Ann piped up, “Remember how they made us learn to properly wear mini-skirts back at the sorority house?” Jackie answered that since I was just learning to wear one, the training would be useful for me. Everyone chuckled and agreed, and I looked over and saw that Jackie was holding a paddle.

Nancy said, “Oh, that’s right. when we first wore minis, our house mother wanted to make sure that we were ladylike and didn’t brazenly display our underwear to everyone. To make sure we remembered, we played this game among ourselves: If anyone could tell the color of our panties, we would go over her knees for a paddling by the one who had spotted them. Everyone present would finish the paddling as well. We learned pretty quickly how to sit!”

I looked at the paddle and smelled trouble, but my cock was stretching long into the crotch of my panties as I thought about it. Jackie said that my training was now under way and that if either Ann or Nancy could tell the color of my panties, over her knees I’d go!

There we all sat, with the paddle on the table between us. I pulled my knees together and my skirt down as far as it would go and thought that I’d better be careful. I was sure they were really seasoned spankers! I was careful to smooth my skirt before I sat down. and I kept my knees crossed to evade their penetrating eyes.

Jackie got out her college yearbook, and soon the girls were regaling me with stories of the good old days. After about fifteen minutes, Ann came over to show me a picture in the yearbook, and I shifted my position in the chair. I felt my skirt ride up a little bit and absentmindedly let my legs slip apart. Nancy, from across the room, said, “They’re blue!” and I knew they had been trying to trap me. She called Jackie in from the kitchen and she appeared immediately, bringing a straight-back chair with her. She set it in the middle of the room. Ann brought her the paddle from the coffee table, and Jackie told me to stand up. She sat in the chair, smoothed her skirt over her lap and said, “Over you go.” I couldn’t believe it.

I walked over in sort of a daze and draped myself over her knees. but she said, “We’re not going to paddle your skirt. silly; stand up again.” She then lifted my skirt up to my waist, and I bent over her knees again. She gave a tug to my panties to pull them more tightly into my crack. The cool air on my now helpless bottom didn’t ease the embarrassment I felt at letting the girls see me like this.

Jackie rubbed my bottom and said it looked ripe for a spanking, and that I’d certainly be there again if my panties showed. Then she told Ann to step over and instructed her to give me twelve swats. I expected some love pats, but I was wrong! She rubbed the paddle over both cheeks, then lifted it and — Whack! Whack! — two on each cheek. I shouted, it was such a surprise, and it hurt. I pushed my hands back to cover my bottom, but Jackie grabbed them and held them against my back. Ann then gave me two more sessions of four each. I gasped, but I figured it was over.

My wife said, “Nancy, you were the one who saw his panties, right? He looks like he’s warmed up now for his twelve from you.” I said that wasn’t fair, but I felt that she would probably go lighter on me anyway. Fat chance! Nancy let loose with twelve stingers in a row, with no mercy, and I kicked my legs so hard my shoes came off. Jackie now said, “My turn” and proceeded to give me two dozen swats that covered every inch of my reddened bottom and made my cock jam thick between her knees, it was so hard in my panties. She then let my hands loose, and I rubbed my sore ass while she told me that until I could prove I could wear her panties and miniskirts like a lady, I’d remain in training. I didn’t argue. I was dying to come.

Jackie helped me get up and fixed my panties and skirt. I couldn’t stop rubbing my bottom. She then took me upstairs to change my panties for a different color. She took my raging hard-on in her hand and said that she thought spanking and panties were going to be a pretty good combo for us, didn’t I agree. I could hardly answer as I humped her hand to a hard, fast orgasm.

I spent the rest of the day “sitting properly,” and you can be sure that no one saw my panties.