A Lesson in Point Pleasant

Chapter 7

"I booked the two of you in your wife's favorite suite, Carlos," Lillian, the reservationist at the Point Pleasant Inn, said sliding room keys across the old wooden desk.

After they were married, Stephanie and Ranger were in Point Pleasant for the day and discovered an old Victorian Inn to spend the night. They were given a corner suite on the top floor of the old hotel with a wrap-around balcony overlooking the ocean. Stephanie instantly fell in love with room with big canopied bed and doors when left open were lulled to sleep by waves breaking on the beach at night. So to assist with their baby making activities, he surprised Stephanie by booking it for the weekend.

"Thank you."

He was anxious to get his wife up to the room. She was looking quite sexy in the flowered sundress she was wearing.

"Come on, Babe," turning to go wait for the elevator.

Stephanie ran back to the desk whispering something to Lillian. They both giggled. When she did that, Ranger got quite an eyeful. Leaning over the desk caused her sun dress to rise; he saw the bottom of her ass cheeks as did two blushing old biddies. He also saw the shocked expressions on heir faces.

"Oh my, what young girls don't wear these days," one said to the other loud for the other occupants in the lobby to hear which was them and Lillian.

Turning back to join her husband, she saw the smirk on his face. She smiled sweetly and stepped over to the ladies.

"I hope I didn't embarrass you because I'm not wearing any panties. I've been so looking forward to coming here. I love this inn, but in order to do so, my husband over there, " pointing to Ranger by the elevator, "said I had to watch the budget and set aside money for our getaway, so I had to cut out a lot of the luxuries and some none essential items over the last few months to save enough money to come here. I couldn't have our children going to bed hungry," sniffling and wiping crocodile tears from her eyes. "And my husband works so hard to support us; I haven't had any extra money to buy panties in a while. It's not bad now, but in the winter the air can be quite nippy down there." Stephanie increased her sniffling and hiccupping. "I'm so sorry if I offended you."

Ranger's jaw was tight watching and listening to his darling wife's academy awarding winning performance.

"I'm Clara, Dear," patting Stephanie's arm reassuringly, "I understand, you're doing all you can to make ends meet. This is my sister, Vi."

The other held Stephanie's hand, "I sympathize with you. My late husband, Grover, was a beast with the money. Couldn't separate him from two nickels. These men need to come out of the Dark Ages," shooting Ranger a mean glance. "Think nothing of it. Maybe, try not bending over too much."

Hugging both of ladies seated on the settee, Ranger got another eyeful of her 'Burg' girl pale ass. Nope, she wasn't wearing any panties, this view confirmed it for him and he glimpsed the heart tattoo, too. She even wiggled it at him. His wife was an impertinent vixen when she wanted to get his attention and he hoped those old ladies couldn't see the bulge in his pants from where they were sitting.

"Bye," Stephanie waved running for the elevator Ranger was holding. She had the nerve to give him an innocent smile.

His lips tight trying not to smirk, "Babe, you were naughty."

Her blue eyes wide, "Ranger, Roberta sent me a mental ESP message to say that to Clara and Vi. But, I'm not wearing any panties," lifting the skirt of her dress so he could see the pink rose painted above her cleft. "I couldn't lie to them."

"Babe."

She dropped her dress when the elevator dinged. He followed her with the overnight and garment bag down the hall watching the dress swirl with the sexy walk of hip action. How she was walking normal for all the times they made love since yesterday was a miracle. He was feeling it, but would never admit. She was his wife and he loved her liked he loved no other woman, particularly even more with the soon-to-be pink ass she would be sporting for teasing him.

Stephanie was giggling to herself. Walking for her husband might be a little uncomfortable the way his jeans were stretched over the log in the front of his pants. Her naughtiness was going to get her rewarded with a rosy ass and one hell of a Cuban induced orgasm that she would still be feeling into next week. Remembering what it got her yesterday sent a shiver through her. It turned Ranger the disciplinarian on all the more when he had 'punish' her. A spanking from her husband was an erotic experience for both of them. Intimately bent over his knee, Ranger spanked her to a tingle, caressed her cheeks as he administered his punishment for her correction, and his long fingers would find their way inside her. He kept repeating the routine as he spanked until neither could hold back anymore. Stephanie was wet knowing her butt was going to be warmed, and she absolutely loved the fucking of her life she got after her 'lesson'. Why did he think she pushed him over the edge so much?

He held the door open for her and gave a raised eyebrow. Stephanie kissed his cheek gently passing by. Now she's being good.

She laid her purse down on the loveseat and immediately opened the balcony door. Ranger watched her breathe in the salt air. She loved Point Pleasant. Stepping back inside, she had the happiest smile on her face, her blue eyes lit up. "Thank you," twirling around the room ending her dance by throwing herself in Ranger's arms. "I love you, Carlos Manoso."

"I love you, Stephanie Manoso," his lips heated hers with love, passion, lust all being expressed between them.

Coming out of the bathroom after unpacking her make-up bag, Stephanie saw Ranger sitting in the hard back desk chair in the sitting area; he was giving her a come hither motion with a finger.

"How can you watch TV like this?" Stephanie asked.

He chuckled, "I'm not going to be watching TV, Babe. Someone has a punishment coming for making up stories to those two old biddies down in the lobby thinking I'm a controlling monster who can't afford to buy panties to keep his wife from flashing everyone."

"I told you," stamping a foot, "Roberta told me to say that. I didn't put any panties on because it would drive you crazy and I could coast right into a Cuban induced orgasm when we arrived. Any way a perverted monster is way better than them calling you a dirty 'getting older' man."

"Well, Babe, you showed the lobby your gorgeous ass. I won't have my wife exhibiting herself for anyone but me," he said matter-of-factly. He could still see the shocked faces of the old women. "Even if they are old women. I think I've proved why I'm the best yesterday, last night, this morning."

"And now?"

"Well, let's get your spanking over with so it's not delaying me proving it all over again," Ranger was lifting up Stephanie's sundress over her head. "You won't need this."

"Well, we could forgo a spanking and you take me right now, " slipping a finger between her legs and bringing it to her husband's lips. "See, I'm ready right now for the taking. "

He chuckled at her brazenness. He raked his eyes over her body with the now dark pink roses since the Henna coloring had set into her skin. "First things, first. " His hand pulled her down and Stephanie settled across his lap giggling and kicking her legs in protest. Warm Cuban hands was caressing her ass, kneading her cheeks. He loved the glowing pinkness it soon would possess.

"Hey, wife, you're being punished because you were a bad girl."

She turned to look at him, "That's your opinion. From what's poking me," one hand was under her rubbing his jeans, "you liked it."

"I love seeing your body, but only me!" His hand came down with a 'SMACK' on the roundest part of one globe emphasizing his point. Stephanie let out a little moan and wiggled.

His hand was concentrating most of his taps to her sit spot watching the blush growing in her skin. Her thighs were once together when he started her spanking, but now inched open as he continued his administrations.

"Boo hoo," Stephanie sniffled. "Boo hoo hoo." He was trying not to laugh at her fake crying. When he stopped and rubbed, two long fingers meandered inside easily coated with her moisture. "Oh," escaping from her lips was real.

Removing his fingers, "Hey, I like that," Stephanie looked back to see Ranger sucking them clean.

"Mmmm, you're sweet. You seem to like having your bottom warmed," resuming his smacks on her rosy wiggling butt still concentrating on the same area. He was going to enjoy watching his wife try to sit comfortably on the wooden chair in the restaurant where they have been eating when in Point Pleasant.

"Boo hoo hoo."

Ranger increased the intensity of the contact his hand made with her skin in the last few strikes. Stephanie was squirming more. All she had to do was tell him to stop and Ranger would. She knew he would never hurt her. Her 'discipline' sessions turned Stephanie on as much as Ranger. He could feel the growing wet spot on his jeans.

"I'm getting tender there. Boo hoo."

"Really?" chuckling giving her a final smack which he made it the hardest. Stephanie let out a soft moan. He admired the deep pink he brought to her globes. Caressing them lovingly to remove any sting, Stephanie was sighing. Through open thighs, her pussy lips were just as pink and prominent Ranger observed. Tickling fingers found a welcome opening.

Moaning more, "That feels wonderful." Stephanie could feel her heat building in her center more. Ranger knew she was on the brink. Slipping out of her, he pulled her up.

"No! I want to cum!" Stephanie pouted.

Ranger shook a slick finger at her and put it to her lips so she could taste herself, "You were a Bad Girl. Go stand in that corner so I can watch that pink ass of yours."

Her blue eyes appeared glazed with her need, "Please, make me cum!" stomping a foot.

"When I'm good and ready," Ranger couldn't wipe the smirk of his face. He put Stephanie over his shoulder striding them to the spot he wanted her.

Walking past the bed, she saw her reflection in the mirror, "Look at my ass! It's bright pink."

"I know, I love that color on you," Ranger told her. She watched in the mirror as his hand came up and landed on each cheek. Standing her in the corner, "Stay put. I'll tell you when your corner time is up," tapping her again. "No making yourself cum without me," growling in her ear.

She stood there shifting from foot to foot smiling at the wall. Ranger was moving around behind her and recognized the sound of his jeans hitting the floor.

Ranger loved those pink cheeks that were squirming. Her posture told him she was close and needed her release. He was stacking pillows at the bottom of the bed as part of his plan to give her the earth shaking orgasm she wanted.

"Times up, Babe. Come here for the last of your punishment."

She practically skipped to a now naked Ranger knowing the best part was coming. "What are those for?" seeing the pillows.

"Kneel over them, Naughty Girl."

Her brow furrowed wondering momentarily what her husband had up his sleeve, but she was on the edge and was anxiously anticipating the fucking she longed for. She situated herself over the pillows with her knees resting near the edge of the bed. Her pink ass and wet pussy up in the cool air on display. Ranger guided her curls down towards the bed. He spread her hands out in front of her to help balance her. Ranger had closed the balcony door and upped the air to make the room chilly causing her nipples to jut out even more in her excited state.

"For this part of your punishment, Babe," Ranger whispered in her ear, "You deserve I think ten whacks for your exhibitionism downstairs with my belt."

Her blue eyes wide as she turned looking at him. He had never done anything like this. He paddled her with leather one yesterday and tinkled her with a flogger all over, but this was new in his toy chest of pleasure. His evil leer staring back at her. "I want you to count them. If you miss count, we will start over from one until you actually count out ten," he watched Stephanie intently. "If you don't want this, just say so and we'll go get ready for dinner."

Stephanie knew her husband was enjoying his authoritarian role. If she didn't take her 'medicine', she didn't get the orgasm she was craving and would have to wait until them came back to the room after dinner for it. By showering with her, he would make sure Stephanie didn't bring on her own release. Then, of course, Ranger would delay that by strolling along the boardwalk, dragging her in the open stores, and want drinks, too. By then she would have self combusted a few times. She knew how her husband's mind of pleasuring torture worked and he would keep her right on the edge all evening long. She would play now and get an orgasm. And another later. Two Cuban induced orgasms were way better than one.

"You Bastard," Stephanie hissed. "I want my orgasm, now!"

He kissed her lips, "I'll stop if you say and we can finish it later."

"I. Want. My. Orgasm. Now!"

"Oh, I'll give it too you," the wolf grin on his face, "real hard," tapping her elevated ass, "after your strapping. That should reinforce the point you show your body only to your husband!" Ranger was trying to look and sound like the tyrant husband, but he couldn't control the twitch of his lips. "You're mine!"

"Good," kissing him back, but Stephanie sucked his bottom lip between hers and gave it a little nip.

He got up to move to the bottom of the canopy bed, "Playing with fire, Babe."

Stephanie noticed the folded black belt he picked up that was lying next to her. Her trust in Ranger was unwavering. He liked being the macho disciplinarian male and she liked being his disciplined in their erotic game. The reward was ecstasy.

"Ready. I want to hear the counting."

Her ass still had a pink blush but the color was fading from her spanking over his knee. Ranger laid his black belt on the bed so the cool air would blow on it directly. Stephanie shuddered when he snaked the cool leather softly over her.

Stephanie heard the 'Thap' of leather contacting with a cheek first, then a slow tingle radiated in the area where Ranger had spanked her before.

"One," she couldn't help but giggle if sounded so funny to be counting her strokes.

"Two," feeling the tingle in her other tender spot. She sniffled for effect.

When Stephanie was to say 'five' she purposely miscounted and repeated 'four'.

"Babe, that was number five not four," Ranger paused to correct her. He thought she intended to miscount. With each count, she giggled. Her swaying ass was acquiring the deeper pink it had previously. With each kiss of the leather, Stephanie's voice took on a breathless quality, her orgasm was building again.

Her fist came down on the bed, "No! Are you sure?" playing surprised. "It hurts really bad, Ranger," smiling as she whined "I can't take starting over."

"That would have been number five, Babe," Ranger nodded when she looked back at him. Her face was flushed with her burning passion that was about to erupt. Her eyes were dark blue and a mischievous curve on her lips. His Cuban hand was caressing and slipped between her legs. He felt her juices dripping from her entrance in his palm before he slipped two long fingers inside her warmth and worked them in and out, then stopping when she began to tighten around him.

Stephanie moaned panting, "Ranger, I need to cum!"

She couldn't see the evil grin on his face knowing how close Stephanie was to her relief. When her orgasm hit, the lobby would feel it. "Not until we're done. Let's start over and I'll fuck you."

"Bastard."

"I know. I'm yours," chuckling at her fist pounding the bed

Swinging the belt to contact fully across her sit spot. A breathless "One."

"Two," Stephanie panted at the prickle in the same spot. She wasn't miscounting this time, the heat in her center was building in intensity again.

Ranger didn't think Stephanie would make it to ten before erupting. Anticipating the contact of the belt, her body came back to meet each swat. Her voice becoming raspier with each kiss of leather she counted, the bedspread was clutched in her fingers tightly. The last swing made contact adding a little bite across both tender areas.

"Ten," she whispered barely audible.

Ranger's palm came up just as the word slipped out and swatted her exposed pussy which showed itself more with each contact of the belt on her ass. Stephanie arched up as the orgasm exploded within her radiating out from the contracting muscles inside her center. She was quaking as the release worked its way through her body. It was one of the most intense orgasm's Ranger ever gave her and he wasn't sheathed to the hilt in Stephanie.

"I need you in me, Ranger, please!" Stephanie begged still reeling from the pleasure waves she was riding out, but she needed him. It was all the encouragement Ranger needed. His cock met no resistance plunging forward into Stephanie's core. The pillows supporting her were at the perfect height and the succulence allowed Ranger to be fully embedded with one powerful thrust so no air could fit between them at their joining bodies.

"Oh God, Ranger, I so fucking full!" Stephanie screamed into the bed to muffle her words, but Ranger understood her. The entire Inn could have heard her.

"I want you to cum in me!"

He had stilled inside her feeling the last shocks of her orgasm and attempting to hold off his briefly. "You feel so good around me, Stephanie. I not going to last long," hissing as his control was skidding out of control. He continued to pull out and propel back inside possessed with animalistic lust to force his own his release finally to burst deep within Stephanie. His hands supporting Stephanie as another orgasm rippled through her building on the effects of the one she was still reeling from. The whole hotel had to shake on its foundation resulting from the rippling waves of their earth shattering love making.

"God, that was a beyond amazing," Stephanie purred against Ranger's neck, "Cuban induced orgasm," settling into his side on the big canopied bed. She was exhausted goo but in a contented after glow in her husbands arms. Her eyes heavy with the need of a nap before dinner or she wouldn't be able to make it out of the room.

"You astonishing, Babe. You give yourself completely to me."

"Hmmmm," was her sleepy reply. Ranger gave into to his sated state closing his eyes relishing in the being of his wife he was holding in his arms.