The 27 Year Old Virgin

Chapter 1 How we met

As I walked to the counter to return some library books I was brought up short, the girl…well, woman waiting to service me took my breath away; and I have no idea why. I like my ladies tall, slender and dark complexioned with black hair. This lady was probably five feet nothing tops, red headed with a complexion like clotted cream. A spray of freckles over her pert little pug nose, emerald green eyes and full heavy breasts and she was round, I mean everything seemed to be round. Her glasses were round, her breasts were grapefruit sized orbs, her bottom cheeks perfect moons; she was nothing like my idea of the ideal woman yet I was smitten.

I attempted to engage her in conversation but she was particularly shy, only answering questions about books, not encouraging me as I flirted. Soon, I could see that I was embarrassing her. Her name tag read Evelyn Golden, Assistant Librarian and I wanted to get to know Evelyn. I couldn’t have planned how it was that we got together.

After completing my returns I was among the shelves making new selections. It was nearly closing time, I was hurrying, she rounded the end of the stack from the right as I came from the left, her hands were full carrying the books she was refiling; we careened into each other.

I stand 6’1” and weigh a solid 180, she, as it turns out, a towering 4’11” and scaling in at 102 pounds; no contest, Miss Evelyn Golden ended up flat on her cute round butt. The books flew, hers and mine, she was wearing a dress, it rode up to her waist exhibiting lacy pale lavender panties and milky thighs; her humiliation was evident, the creamy complexion was suddenly pink as she scrambled to pull down her dress and rise.

Ever the gentleman, I offered my hand. Initially I was certain she intended to disdain my assistance but then, she took my proffered help. Once she was standing I gathered up the books and showered her with profuse apologies.

“Does a bull in a china shop seem the correct analogy?” I asked.

“Well the Librarian seems to have been distracted, too. You have to let her share the blame,” she retorted.

“I’ll do that but what I’d really like to share is some of your time. Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me?” I asked.

“I don’t even know you, I couldn’t do that.”

“Of course you know me, I met you twenty minutes ago; you took my returned books.
You saw my name, if you don’t remember, it’s Timothy Silver.”

“Well Mr. Silver”

I interrupted her, “Tim, please. I’m only Mr. Sliver when I’m at the office.”

“Yes, well, Tim then, I don’t believe so; no, I need to get home, I don’t have time for coffee.”

“Oh, but I’ll be so disappointed, I mean, after all you’re a librarian, an expert on books and I want to discuss some reading selections.”

Evelyn was naïve but not completely without some understanding, she realized she was being flirted with; it was not something she was accustomed to but, the man flirting was a veritable Adonis; movie star handsome, tall, brown haired with hazel eyes that seemed to pierce a young woman’s soul, at least this young woman’s soul; she’d never been pursued by a handsome man. Fact been told, she’d never really been pursued by any man. She was a 27 year old virgin, still living with her parents and expecting to live her life as a maiden; and now? He reached…each of his hands came forward, each took one of hers; he gently squeezed; “please?” He implored.

As he held her hands he looked into her eyes, his smile melted her heart, something happened that she’d never felt, never experienced; it was as if her tummy had flipped over and then the flutter moved between her legs. Evelyn knew she hadn’t wet herself but she also knew she was soaked…twenty-seven and she’d never had an orgasm…she’d read about plenty, Jacqueline Suzanne, Daniel Steele, even the story of O, she’d read about but now, she’d done.

And suddenly Evelyn Golden experienced feelings that she couldn’t, even just an hour or so ago, she could not imagine.

“Tim, I’d love to have coffee with you, let me finish up here, there’s a Starbucks next door,” she stammered.

Evelyn had an additional thirty minutes of work so Tim staked out a table at the coffee shop waiting. God, how was he going to play this? He liked those long sleek, small breasted, tall, dark gals…loved to fuck them, play with them, and, of course sodomize them. Pussy was wonderful and Tim liked it at least once a day but a tight bottom, well, that was heaven; so what the fuck with Miss Golden, where did his infatuation come from?

Yet he was all smiles as she joined him.

He stood, gave her a little hug and a kiss on the cheek, saying, “I was afraid you weren’t coming. I’m so happy you did; what would you like?”

After ordering they discussed books, various authors; his favorites were Forsythe, Follett, Bernard Cornwell and many more; as an avid reader he chewed through at least six book per week. She liked many of the female romance authors; the bodice busters. Although they didn’t really talk about themselves they decided that their heroes and heroines would make fantastic partners.

Evelyn glanced down at her watch and rose, “Oh gosh, I’ve gotta run, I’m going to miss my bus.”

As she got up Tim put a hand on her arm, “I’ll take you home, I’ve got my car, besides I want just a little more of your time.”

Evelyn hesitated, she’d only just met Tim; would it be safe she wondered.

He read her trepidation and spoke to try to ease her concern. “Evelyn, even if you do look good enough to eat up I promise, I won’t bite. It’s just a ride, come on.”

He stood and took her hand, she followed.

Once in the car he got directions from her. As they drove he expressed his pleasure at having met her and asked if they could get together again soon. Evelyn’s immediate reaction would be to say no but she’d truly enjoyed his company. She’d been on so few dates in her life she almost didn’t know how to accept.

“Maybe we could get a bite to eat after you get off work tomorrow evening, something casual; OK?” He asked.

Shyly Evelyn nodded yes then said, “I’d like that; and please call me Evie, I’d like that, too.”

“Wonderful, five-thirty then,” Tim said.

Evie still lived in her parents home. When they arrived Tim walked her to the door and brushed her cheek with his lips, saying, “I’ve had a wonderful afternoon and am really looking forward to tomorrow.”

“Me too, Tim, me too,” Evie enthused.

Chapter 2 Protecting Evie

Evie was walking on air as she entered the house. “Mother, I’ve met the most wonderful man today,” she sang out as she whirled into the sitting room.

Edith Golden encouraged her daughter; “Tell me about this wonderful fellow, Evie. How did you meet him?”

“Well, how we met is a little embarrassing.” She told Edith about their collision.

“Mother, I was on my bottom with my dress up over my waist. He could look right at my panties, I was mortified but he was a perfect gentleman. He helped me to my feet, apologized for his clumsiness and asked me to have coffee with him. I accepted.”

Edith realized her daughter was naïve and could easily be taken advantage of, so, although she was happy for her she also had to caution her about moving too rapidly and reading too much into a cup of coffee.

“I know Mother, I’ll be careful,” Evie told her.

The following day dragged. Evie was anxious…would Tim show up? Just before closing he walked in, gave her a big smile and said, “Hi beautiful, I’ll be waiting out front.”

As she left the library Tim took her arm and guided her to the car.

“It’s a little early for dinner, would you like to have a drink first?”

Evie got a glass of wine at Thanksgiving and Christmas, her parents still treated her as a little girl in some ways; she was a little giddy at the thought of having a drink with a man.

“Lead on,” she told him.

She’d never tasted strong drink in her life, she had no idea what to order so she let Tim order for her; he got her a Cosmopolitan.

Dinner ended up being bar snacks and several more Cosmos. Tim proved to be a gentleman once again, Evie was as vulnerable as she could possibly be, he took her home with him but at his apartment he served coffee and conversation.

When it was time for Evie to go home they kissed then Tim led her to the car.

Again at her home he walked her to the door, they agreed to meet the following evening for the dinner that didn’t happen this night.

Evie was a little unstable on her feet and giggly when she went in. Her Mother was in the sitting room reading. She called out to Evie to join her, she wanted to hear about her evening.

Edith immediately noticed Evie’s condition. She let her tell about her evening before mentioning her concern.

“Honey, am I mistaken or have you been drinking this evening?”

Evie giggled, “We had a cocktail Mommy.”

With a raised eyebrow Edith asked, “A cocktail?”

“Well maybe a few.”

“And then?”

“We went to his apartment.”

“Evie, what happened there?”

“He fixed coffee and we talked then he kissed me and brought me home, that’s all Mommy. My tummy gets all fluttery when I’m with him.”

“Evie, do you still intend to be a virgin on your wedding night?”

“Yes Mommy.”

“Do you think you could have said no if Tim had wanted to take your virginity tonight?”

Evie thought before answering, being honest with herself she replied, “I don’t think so, he excites me so much.”

“I hope you understand why we have our rule about drinking. Alcohol lowers your inhibitions, it can lead to making terrible decisions. You’ve made some dangerous decisions tonight. I’m going to ask your father to speak with you about this. Why don’t you go up to your room and get ready for bed, he’ll be up shortly.”

After Evie had climbed the stairs Edith went to her husband’s den. He was having a Scotch and a cigar as he reviewed some financial reports.

“Henry, I believe we need to head off a potential problem with Evelyn.”

She recounted Evie’s having met Tim then explained what had happened this evening.

“I think she’s fortunate, this Tim seems to be a gentleman, he could have taken advantage of her; he didn’t. I’d like to meet him. Shall I invite him to dinner?”

“Yes, I think that’s a wonderful idea; maybe next Sunday?”

“Sunday would be fine, I’ll have Evie extend the invitation. Now, are you going to address tonight’s little escapade?”

“I am; right now,” as Henry rose and climbed the stairs.

After Henry left her room Evie cried herself to sleep.

They got together every evening, dinner and romantic drives. On Saturday they spent the day together, they visited the Museum of Modern Art, had dinner then took in a play at the theater. The evening ended at Tim’s apartment, coffee and kisses.

Evie was anxious about Sunday dinner, her folks wanted to meet Tim…she so wanted them to like him.

Tim arrived at six; after introductions to her parents Henry and Tim went into the sitting room while Evie and Edith finished preparing dinner. It wasn’t exactly the Spanish Inquisition but it was close. Evie was Henry’s little girl and he wanted to know everything about this man that was winning her heart.

He learned that Tim was twenty-nine, a graduate of Cornell University and was the sales manager of a large commercial insurance agency. He was single, having never been married, Christian but not a frequent church attendee and wanted children, at least four or five. Tim was an only child and had always envied friends from large families and wanted a big family of his own.

Tim handled the interview well but, none-the-less he was relieved when Evie came in and called them to dinner.

Tim was taken with Edith, Evie was twenty-seven, Edith fifty-one and there was no question how Evie would look as she aged. Edith was short, round and red haired, Tim thought she was luscious and, if she were honest, Edith fell under Tim’s spell; his winning smile and, especially his mischievous eyes. She knew why Evie’s tummy fluttered.

After the meal the young people took a walk while Henry and Edith talked. They agreed that Tim was a fine young man and would make a good mate for Evie if the relationship developed.

Tim and Evie had been dating for four months; they kissed, caressed and expressed verbally their desire for each other. Tonight it was time to take the next step. Tim proposed marriage; offering Evie an engagement ring.

She fell into his arms, “Yes, yes, yes, God I love you Tim,” she answered then continued, “Tim there are some things we need to talk about and some things I need to tell you. I know some men are put off by the idea of an adult woman who is still a virgin; I am, does that matter to you?”

“Evie, I love you but the fact that you’ve kept your maidenhead makes me respect you even more. You are the woman I want as my wife.”

They set the date from three months hence.

Evie was euphoric when she made the announcement to her parents, friends and co-workers. Then the planning began.

Her Mother and her best friend, Francine DeFalco, went right to work. Francie would be Evie’s maid of honor.

Time seemed to drag, both Evie and Tim were having a difficult time keeping their emotions in check. Evie’s panties were soaked any time that she was around Tim and he wanted her just as badly.

Just the previous evening, on his sofa, he’d unbuttoned her blouse, raised her brassiere and fondled her bare breasts as they kissed. She’d wanted him so badly but she tore herself away; “Please Tim let’s wait, just a few more weeks, please.”

Later, at home Evie spoke to her Mother. “Mommy, I nearly slipped tonight, I was so excited, so aroused, I wanted to say yes to Tim. Mommy, I’m a virgin, I don’t know what I’m missing but Tim was sexually very active before he met me. What can I do, I don’t think he would but I’m afraid that if I don’t help him he’ll look elsewhere; one of his old girlfriends.”

“Honey, I don’t think Tim would do that, I think he’s an honorable young man but I understand your concern; the male sex drive is so powerful. Let me speak with your father, maybe there is a way we can help.”

“How could you help Mommy?”

“Just let me work on it. By the way, have you discussed our Sunday ritual with Tim?”

“No Mommy, it would be too embarrassing to talk about that.”

“Do you intend to stop?”

“Oh no Mommy, I don’t want to stop, it’s so relaxing, I feel so much better; I thought I could come over to your house Sunday nights and you could help me just like always.”

“Evie, I don’t think that would work, Tim needs to do it for you just like Henry does for me.”

Later Edith poured herself a glass of wine and joined Henry in his den.

“Hank, I don’t know how you’re going to accept what I feel I have to do, so, let’s talk.”

Henry could hardly wait…right…when Edith called him Hank she really wanted something and that something would undoubtedly be something he wouldn’t be too happy about.

“Yes my dear, what can I do for the most beautiful gal in the world?”

“Evie, we need to talk about Evie. I asked her earlier, Sunday nights, she hasn’t discussed Sunday nights with Tim; she thinks she can continue to come over here and I’ll continue with her. You know that won’t work, she needs to have her husband help her, don’t you think?”

“Of course Edie, not just for the health benefits but, I think even more important, the intimacy, how do you feel about that?”

“Hank, it’s my favorite time of the week. There is a certain feeling of surrender to you when you take care of me…I love it.”

“And Hank, do you think he’ll know how to discipline her when she breaks the rules? I think you should have a conversation with him, let him know how Evelyn has been brought up.”

“Edie, these were important issues but, somehow I know we’ve not touched on what you really want; I mean, after all nothing we’ve talked about deserved a “Hank,” what is it you really want but are afraid to suggest?”

“Oh Hank, I’m not sure you’ll understand, this is kinda a girl thing. Our baby is still a virgin, at 27 years old she’s still a virgin and she wants to go to her wedding bed able to produce a bloody sheet but Tim seems to be in testerone overload. She’s ready to surrender but I know, if she gives in, she’ll have to live with the fact that after 27 years she couldn’t delay another three or four weeks. I think, she might think less of herself and I don’t want that.”

Henry simply stared at her, one minute, three minutes, five minutes, finally Edith looked at him, saying “What?”

“No Edie, that’s my question, isn’t it?”

“Hank, I was a twenty-four year old virgin when we married. I’ve never strayed, you’re the only man that’s ever had me and you’re the only man I’ve ever wanted. Hank, I want to offer myself to another man. I want your approval to try to serve as our daughter’s surrogate.”

“Edie, so that I understand, You want my approval to offer yourself to Mr. Silver?”

“Please, allow it, Evie is so fragile, I want her to carry her virginity to her marital bed. I know what I’m asking Hank, but you’ll always be my only man, you know that.”

“Edie, is it that important to you?”

“Really, I think it’s that important to Evie. Hank, I wouldn’t ask or do it for my self, but please?”

“Are you going to let Evie in on your plan?”

“I’m not sure about that, I don’t think so. If he wants her to know he can tell her.”

“OK Edith, I’ll go along but only if you handle the discussion of Sunday night and discipline, agreed?”

Edie gave Hank a huge kiss, “Oh thank you, thank you.”

Now, how to do all that needed to be done. What the heck, a frontal assault, a call, an invitation and whatever follows.


“Hi Tim, this is Edie Golden, how are you today?”

“Oh hi, Mrs. Golden, I’m great, how can I help you?”

“Well, there are a few things I’d like to go over with you in preparation of the wedding, in fact, it may take a little time. I wondered if there was a way you could take a day off and we could get together?”

“Unbelievably I’ve already scheduled tomorrow off, I take a day off every three months; go fishing, hiking, just get away; I’d love to just get away with you.”

“Well, instead of getting away, why don’t you come over early, nine is when the library opens but Evie gets there by eight, she leaves home at 7:30. We’ll have breakfast at 8:30, can you be here by then, and please don’t mention this to Evie.”

A vestal virgin (or a close proximity) answered his light knock on the back door. Edie was clad in, well, clad in gossamer fabric, her large breasts strained against the cloth but it was her swollen nipples arching toward him that made them an OMG, she was fantastic.

He’d known his future mother-in-law for nearly a year, she had always been nothing but a lady and now, there was something going on that he didn’t fully understand.

“Tim, I’m not sure where to start. With your upcoming wedding there are some family, I don’t know, maybe family traditions might be the best was to put it that you need to know about.”

“What is it Mrs. Golden, are there problems with the planning?”

“No, nothing like that, everything is moving forward smoothly. Francie DeFalco is a dream, she’s so organized.”

“Tim you and Evie are planning on children, correct?”

“Oh yes, I want to start a family right away, Evie and I have discussed it, we want four or five children, a big family.”

A whimsical smile played across Edie’s face, she and Hank had wanted more children but that just wasn’t to be. They had never used contraceptives but Evie had been her only pregnancy and now, at fifty-one she was certain there would be no more. She was into menopause, her periods were irregular and she had occasional hot flashes.

“I’m sure you and Evie will have discussions and make decisions about family life but I wanted to talk to you about health care and discipline. I’m certain you’ve noticed that Evie is very conscientious about her diet. What you probably don’t know is her concern for colon care. The women in our family benefit from weekly enemas. I give Evie hers and Henry administers mine, it’s a Sunday night ritual. Evie will need and expect it to continue. Have you ever administered an enema Tim?”

Edie’s revelation gave him pause, then, “No, I don’t believe I ever have. And this will be my duty after the wedding?”

“Assuredly, every Sunday night as I mentioned. Here we use a bulb syringe and give the enema over the knees.”

“I’m not sure I understand Mrs. Golden.”

“If we’re to have this intimate conversation, please call me Edie. A bulb syringe is a big round ball with a tube projecting. The ball is filled with water, the tube is then lubricated and inserted in the rectum and the water is injected; I’ll show you a little later.”


“The other area we need to discuss is familial discipline. Evie had been taught that there are rules that we are expected to live by. I guess you might term our family as patriarchal, Henry sets the rules. They are not arbitrary, as an example, no smoking, no drug usage, no excessive alcohol usage; rules that make sense, rules that must be obeyed. Both she and I understand the rules and the consequences of disobedience; in this household Henry spanks.”

“What do you mean, ‘Henry spanks,’ Evie’s twenty-seven years old, isn’t that a little old for a spanking?”

“Tim, I’m fifty-one.”

That stopped him.

“You mean you get spanked, too?”

“If I deserve it, yes, of course.”

“What happens.”

“Henry takes us to our bedroom and has us stand in front of him as he recites the reason for the spanking then we prepare. We can keep on our top but Henry will lower our panties. He’ll position us over his lap and administer our discipline. He will spank until we sob then he hugs us ‘til we’re cried out. For Evie he tucks her in and kisses her goodnight. For me, the evening ends more intimately.”

“God Edie, why are you telling me this?”

“Because you will need to discipline Evelyn, of course; after all, she will expect it and will be disappointed if you should fail in your duties.”

“Are you implying that she’d be disappointed if I didn’t spank her? Why would that be?”

“Tim, if Henry failed to discipline me when I merited it I’d feel that he didn’t care what I did. I know he loves me, wants the best for me and expects the best from me, if I fail him I know my panties are coming down. The same is true for Evie.”

“Edie, I was spanked a couple of times when I was a kid but I’ve never spanked anyone in my life, I don’t know if I could.”

“Oh you can. I’ll show you how, we can roll play, you may even find it erotic, I know I do.”

“Erotic, how?”

“Well, in the spanker’s case, how about a naked woman draped over his lap, offering herself to him, allowing herself to be totally dominated. And the spankee, the sweetness of surrender and domination, giving herself, the tears and then the passion. My most cherished memories involve vigorous copulation and a warm bottom.”

Tim sat back and tried to take it all in.

“A little more coffee?” Edie asked.

Putting his cup forward Tim answered, “please.”

After pouring she picked up his cup saying, “Let’s go into the sitting room, it’s more comfortable.”

She put his cup and hers on the coffee table before the sofa and sat. She patted the cushion next to her and said, “Sit with me, please Tim.”

“Tim, I’m not sure how to approach this so, here goes. You know Evie wants to take her virginity to her wedding bed, is that important to you, too?”

“Less important to me than to Evie, what is important is that Evie wants it, so yes, I want her virginity intact when we wed.”

“I understand that recently the two of you were nearly unable to stop, true?”

“Edie, that’s my fault. I was sexually active until I met Evie, now after months of celibacy sometimes I feel like I’m going to explode. Evie is so beautiful and I find her utterly desirable. It’s getting more and more difficult by the day.”

Edith Golden though, Oh God, here’s the reason I asked Tim to come over, in for a penny in for a pound.

Taking his hands Edie said, “Tim, it’s time to learn what you’ll need to know, how to do what you’ll need to do; are you ready?” As they rose and she led him to the bedroom.

“Why don’t you get comfortable, take off your slacks and shirt so they don’t get wrinkled then sit over here while I get ready?” She indicated a straight backed chair.

When Edie came out of the bathroom she was carrying a bucket of water, her enema syringe and a tube of lubricant, she set them down beside the chair. She’d taken off her robe and was dressed in only a short nightie and panties.

“Like this Tim,” she squeezed the bulb then showed him how to fill it with water. “Then you insert it and squeeze to empty, like this.” She emptied the bulb. “Don’t release the pressure until you’ve removed the tube, you don’t want to suction the water back up. Any questions?”

“Ok, I get five or six bulbs, do you want to undress me. You can leave my nightie on if you like but you’ll need to take my panties off. I like to have my panties taken off, I even do it for Evie.”

Bare from the waist down Edie lay over Tim’s lap.

“Position me so my tummy is between your legs, as you fill me it will swell and sag.”

With a bounce or two she was in place.

“Perfect,” she commented, “Now lubricate me, use a finger and get some up in me.”

“I like it if you’ll rub my bottom and back before we start, will you do that for me, Tim?”

“I’m ready, just take it slow and easy.”

Tim spread Edie’s cheeks with his left hand while gently inserting the long black nozzle with the right. He squeezed, withdrew, refilled and repeated, filling her with six bulbs full.

“I’m beginning to cramp, can you rub my tummy?”

He eased her pain then she asked him to help her to the bathroom.

After seating her he returned to the bedroom, allowing her some privacy.

Tim thought, yeah, I can do this, in fact it’s kinda arousing, watching that black tube piercing her milk white bottom. It was easy to envision what it would be like with Evie, she looked like a younger clone of her mother.

Edie had put her panties back on. She came out and sat on the bedside.

“How do you feel Tim, can you do that for Evie?”

“Oh yeah, I can do it, truth be told I’m looking forward to it.”

“I thought you might enjoy it. It can be arousing for both partners.”

“I totally agree, I know it aroused me.”

“Ready to spank me Tim? I’ve been a bad girl and require disciplining.”

“Edie, you’re sure about this, you really want me to spank you?”

“Until I cry Tim, until I cry.”

“ Sit on the bedside and undress me first. I like to have my top removed, it can be binding when I’m squirming and I’ll squirm, I guarantee you.”

He lifted her top over her head then lowered her panties. She stood naked before him.

“Now you’d explain why I was being disciplined then you take me over your lap.”

Tim got into the roll play, shaking a finger at her as though he was chastising her for some transgression. It drew a smile from Edie.

He started to bend her over his lap; she stopped him.

“I think you’ll find this position works best. You have far more control.”

Edie stood between his legs then bent over Tim’s left thigh. She advised him to pin her legs with his right leg.

“Now circle my waist with your left arm and tuck me up against you tightly. I’ll be facing behind you when I’m in position. That’s the way Tim, you see how much you can control me, I can flutter my legs but I really can’t kick and I can toss my head around but I can’t escape. And believe you, me, I’ll be trying to escape.”

“I feel like a beast Edie, I mean I’m about to beat you.”

“No Tim, not beat, you don’t beat your wife. You are about to spank me for being disobedient, you are about to demonstrate to me that you care about what I do. You want to spank with a nice rhythm, not too hard, you don’t want bruising but not too light either, a girl needs to know she’s being punished. Like Henry says, he strives for salty eyes and rosy bottoms.”

“Pet me first Tim, stroke my bottom and talk to me. Tell me that I’m a good girl that has done a bad thing but all will be forgiven when we’re done then begin to spank.”

Edie was already squirming before Tim began to spank. Her anticipation was evident, she wanted her spanking and she was being sexually aroused. Tim gave her her first whack.

Alternating from cheek to cheek color began to rise, a light pink at first. Edie was trying to twist away and was begging, “Please no more, I’ll be a good girl, I promise.”

The pink was turning deeper, the pleading louder when Tim looked down. In amazement, he realized that Edie was sopping wet, she was clenching her thighs, masturbating herself as she got her spanking.
As her tears started to flow, she reached her orgasm.

Tim just held her on his lap for several moments until she settled down, she was still leaking tears when she crawled off his lap and onto the mattress.

“Hold me now Tim, make me feel good, please.”

He took her into his arms and let her cry on his chest. Through her sobs she asked, “Touch me Tim, my breasts, touch me.”

“Edie, are you sure?”

“God Tim, until your wedding I’m here for you; Evie’s surrogate, please take me.”

Tim fondled her swollen breasts, her nipples were hard and reddened, she was ripe and ready. He kissed her then trailed kisses down her neck to her breasts and down to her stomach. He nuzzled her then moved lower, through her scarlet pubic hair to her slit.

Edie was lubricating heavily, Tim tasted her then took her clit between his lips. He would like to have spent more time pleasuring her but he was anxious, it had been months. Still, he licked and sucked until she trembled with her second climax. He was dressed in only his boxers since he’d administered her enema, he now pulled them off and reached for the tube of lube that was still on the floor by the chair.

Edie noticed. “Tim, I’m an adult woman and a mother, I don’t think that will be necessary.”

“We’ll see Edie, we’ll see,” he answered as he lubricated her vagina and smeared a bit on himself.

He moved up between her spread legs and positioned himself to enter her. He pushed forward.

Only about two inches penetrated her. She moaned. Henry was slightly above normal in size, a millimeter or two over seven inches but she’d never experienced anything like what she was feeling now. Tim pressed further into her.

“Tell me if it’s too much Edie, I don’t want to hurt you too badly.”

Tim wasn’t thrusting, he was working slowly further into her tight vagina.

After minutes she had been penetrated as deeply as Henry had ever gone. It wasn’t just his length, God his girth was enormous, she was being stretched.

Tim tended to talk dirty to his women. He whispered, “Edie baby, you like my big cock in your cunt. Damn you’re tight.”

Edie was moaning throughout, sex had never been like this, “Oooooh, what are you doing to me Tim.”

“I’m fucking you, I’m fucking your sweet pink pussy. Do you like it Edie?”

“You’re hurting me, please, take it out, I think you’re tearing me.”

Tim kissed her to quiet her and went deeper into her. Her moaning was muffled by his mouth over hers.

“We’re almost there Edie, just a little more.”

In truth there was still over two inches she hadn’t taken; he began to slowly pump her, forcing just a little more into her, stretching her with each stroke.

Tim was accustomed to the sensation, it happened with nearly every woman he’d ever been with, but Edie had never experienced it, Tim’s girth created so much friction on the back stroke that Edie’s vagina felt like she was being turned inside out. After twenty of so strokes she’d opened up a bit, Tim plunged into her.

She screamed as all 11 ¾ inches seated into her. Tim ceased to stroke, letting her accept what she’d received.

The tears were back, her eyes were leaking, he leaned down and kissed her.

“Hey, you’re pretty special. I’ve never had a woman take all of me the first time.”

“God Tim, I thought you were going to split me in two.”

“We’ll wait a little while before we get going so you can recover a little.”

“Tim, it was all that I could endure taking you. You’re going to kill my little girl.”

“It will take some time, but eventually she’ll be able to take me. I’ve had some experience with this. It will take a week or two before I can get it all in. A lot of girls run when they see it but those that stay seem to like it after they learn to handle it. They say I touch places, sensitive places that no one else has ever touched.”

“I didn’t ask, are you still fertile Edie?”

“I don’t think so but that’s not a problem, I’ve never used a contraceptive and Evie is my only pregnancy. I’m in menopause and only have an occasional period so, I’m sure we’re ok.”

“Ready?” Tim asked.

“She grimaced as she answered, “As I’ll ever be.” Tim began to stroke.

“I’ll try to make it good for you. Let’s take it slow and easy, I want you to be really wet and swollen then I think I can give you a treat.”

Gently Tim stroked letting her feel the friction, kissing and fondling her breasts as he did so.

As Edie began to respond, gyrating her hips and thrusting up to meet him, Tim raised her legs.

“I want to change the angle of penetration Edie, if I hurt you, sing out.”

She began to feel something she’d never felt before, he was gently probing her, touching her deep inside.

With quivering voice she asked, “What are you doing to me?”

“Feel good?”

She nodded yes as she began to tremble. He stroked a little faster.

Contractions racked her body, from deep within she felt the most spectacular climax she’d ever experienced, lasting twenty or thirty seconds, then Tim whispered in her ear.

“Edie, I’m going to cum in you,” as the jerking pulse of his cock filled her. Tim came in prodigious amounts, half a cup or more, he flooded her vagina.

“Man that was fantastic once I got past the pain. Come up here and hold me.”

“Not yet, my cock stays in my women until it goes soft. I like to be sure your cervix has a chance to swallow all of me.”

“You’re a naughty boy, aren’t you.”

“Not yet, naughty comes later Edie, we’ll have to see how you handle naughty.”

He’d softened, he crawled up beside her, took her in his arms and kissed her.

“That was nice,” she said as she rolled onto her tummy and stretched.

Tim could only admire her. Her bottom was two perfect globes split by a deep cleft. At fifty-one she was spectacular; he could only envision her at twenty-seven. He stroked her cheeks then lazily traced her separation as he cooed in her ear, “Beautiful, absolute perfection.”

Edie suddenly felt a chill as though someone had walked on her grave; no, he wouldn’t, he couldn’t.

She rolled off the bed and grabbed her panties saying, “Potty time.”

He smiled at her, “Hurry and don’t bother with the lingerie, I want in you as soon as you get back.”

Edie chose to ignore him, he heard her flush and waited. She was pantied when she returned.

He reached and took her hand saying, “Edie, you know better.”

She immediately found herself over his thigh, curled around his torso with her underwear lowered.

“Disobedience won’t be tolerated,” he exclaimed as he began to spank.

“My God Tim, what are you doing?”

To the rhythm of palm on flesh he answered, “Edie, I’m teaching you not to ignore my instructions, I thought Henry had trained you better.”

Once the tears started he released her saying, “You do the work, get those panties off and get on the bed.”

He lay back waiting for her to join him.

“I’d planned a little treat for you Edie, are you deserving?”

“I’m sorry I displeased you Tim, please a treat would be nice.”

He rolled onto his back and pulled her atop him.

“Edie, you get to be a cowgirl. Squat over me and lower yourself down,” he told her as he rubbed a little of the lubricant into her vagina. “That’s right, guide me into you then slide down.”

Gingerly Edie eased down, after she’d accepted five or six inches, the ache started; she groaned. Tim held her by the hips, he wasn’t forcing her down but he wasn’t letting her up either.

“Do you like my cock Edie?”

“Oh God Tim, do you like hurting me?”

“No Edie, I like fucking you. You’ve taken me once, just let go, sit on me, I want your sweet cunt to take all of me now.”

With a gasp she sank down on him, impaling herself.

“Ride me Edie, ride me,” Tim told her as he slipped his hand under her and strummed her clitoris.

Slowly Edie began to rock back and forth. Tim took his fingers from under her, reached up and massaged her breasts. They were magnificent in size and shape, though they were probably thirty-two “B” cups, she was such a small woman that they looked huge. If anything she was even smaller than her daughter. My estimate would be around 4’10” and 98 pounds soaking wet.

He wanted to be on top when he came, he rolled ending up between her legs.

“Pull your legs up Edie, I want all the way into you,” he told her as he forced her knees back toward her shoulders.

He took her hand and placed it on her abdomen. Her eyes bugged, she could feel his cock thrusting deeply in her. He smiled, “Feel good?” He asked as he started pumping his sperm into her.

Again he stayed in her until he’d softened then he climbed up beside her. Tim rolled her onto her side and spooned her, nestling his cock against her cute bottom.

“Was that any easier?” He asked.

“A little, it still hurt but at least I didn’t feel like I was being split open, more an ache low in my belly.”

“Good, like you said, you’re an adult woman and have delivered a baby, I’m sure you’ll be able to take me with little pain after we’ve been together a dozen times of so, don’t you agree?”

“God I hope so Tim, I hope so.”

Tim massaged her breasts and pulled her tightly against him. Edie ground her bottom against him and arched her back.

“You want it from behind lovely lady? He asked as he helped her to her knees.

He nudged her knees apart and lubricated her vagina then paused, admiring. You’re lovely Edie, absolutely exquisite he commented as he moved up against her.

The head of his cock was in her when he pushed down on the small of her back.

“Arch for me,” he said.

As he slid forward into her he had her ass cheeks spread. Holding her open he squeezed some of the lubricant onto her anus. As he filled her vagina he fingered her, inserting first one and then a second finger in her tight nether hole. He added more lubricant.

Edie froze then began to tremble in fear, she sensed what might be coming.

“Please don’t Tim; I don’t think I could take it.”

“Edie, you’re the volunteer, Evie’s surrogate. I’m only doing the things I’ll be sharing with Evie after we’re married.”

She tried to scoot forward out of his grasp. He simply lay forward over her back and forced her face down on the mattress. Tim pulled a pillow to her.

“You’ll probably want this.”

“Please Tim, no.”

He’d moved up and was straddling her hips. He spread her cheeks and rested the head of his penis against her.

“Edie, it’s important that you relax. I know you’ve had anal sex many times with Henry. This won’t be exactly the same. You know to push down like you’re trying to go. Push when you’re ready.”

“Tim, you’re too big, I can’t handle it, please no.”

“Edie, push or I’ll do it without your help.”

Edie took a ragged breath and Tim felt her relax, he pushed into her; just the head through both sphincters. She moaned then begged for mercy.

“Oooooooooooooooo Nooooooooooooooo, Noooooooooo, take it out Tim, oh God, take it out of me, take it out.”

Tim pressed deeper until he had six inches in her, then seven, then eight. Edie was wailing, pleading, begging. Nine inches, ten then the all of it. Tim rested.

Edie had her face buried in her pillow, she was sobbing. Then she tried to wriggle out from under him.

“Please Tim, I have to potty, I have to go, let me up, I’m going to have an accident.”

“Hold still Edie, you don’t need the toilet. Remember you had an enema just a short time ago. Yes, your rectum is full, you’re full of me. With over eleven inches of cock in you I’m probably through your rectum and into your sigmoid colon.”

He wanted to lift her up to her knees and give her a good ride but that would wait for later, he would be doing her again before he left. He thought, twice more in her vagina and once again in her bottom.
Fifty-one years old and she was giving him unquestionably the greatest sex he’d ever had. He could only imagine what her twenty-seven year old daughter would be like. He could hardly wait…hardly but he would, of course wait. Waiting for Evie was the price of having Edie and he wanted lots more of Edie.

“Now I’m going to pump you, fuck you then come in you, you ready?”

She nodded yes.

He was gentle, stroking softly as he petted her neck and shoulders. He talked to her telling her how beautiful he found her, how sexy, how desirable.

He sped up and stroked a little harder, he was about to climax. He spewed into her flooding her bowels, his hot seed searing her then he said, “Tighten up, milk me with your muscles, Edie.”

She squeezed him until he became flaccid.

“God that was great Edie, I’m loved putting you on your tummy.

By the time Tim left Edie was exhausted and sore. He’d fucked her twice more and her poor little bottom had been visited one additional time. He gave her some final instructions. She’d have the following day for R & R but he’d visit again in two days. He told her to be wearing a skirted garment; dress, skirt or gown under which no underwear was to be worn.

As he bent to kiss her good-by she pulled his head down and whispered, “Are you trying to make me your bitch Tim? If so you’ve already succeeded, I only wish you were in me again right now.”

After Tim had departed Edie donned her nightie top and pulled her panties back on; she had to, when Tim ejaculated he’d deposited nearly half a cup in her each time; she was oozing his semen and sperm from both her vagina and anus, then she collapsed into bed, totally spent.

Evie’s voice calling out, “Mommy,” awakened Edie.

“Up here, in my bedroom,” she answered.

As Evie came into her room she asked, “Are you not feeling well Mother?” Then she wrinkled her nose, “What is that smell, it’s almost like a bathroom?”

“That’s it Evie, I’m not feeling well, my stomach, you know.”

“Oh I’m so sorry Mommy, can I get you anything?”

“A couple of ibuprofens, please,” she replied as she thought; I can’t smell what she can, it must be me and more. Sperm, semen, female ejaculate and my thoroughly abused bottom, that what she smells and soon enough Tim would be making similar scent with her.

“I’ll make dinner tonight, you just rest,” Evie said.

She was rattling the pots and pans when her father got home. He asked about Edith then went up to look in on her.

When he got to the bedroom Edie was dozing, as he entered it was though there was a miasmal funk in the room that could be cut with a knife.

“My God, Edie, are you alright?” He asked as she came awake.

“Hank, I’m glad you’re here. Come sit with me, please. And no, I’m not really alright, my tummy hurts and I’m so sore I can hardly move.”

“God, what happened?”

“Well, I have to confess, I don’t envy our daughter the first week or two of her marriage.”

“What do you mean Edie, you don’t envy Evie?”

“We discussed; I’d serve as Evie’s surrogate, right?”

“Yes, we both agree, it is important that she go to the altar a virgin, yes, we agreed, why?”

“Hank, I spent the day with Tim. He accepted me in lieu of Evie.”

“That was what you planned, right?”

“Right Hank, right; but I never expected, I could never have guessed. I explained our rituals, he gave me an enema and then I had him spank me. And then, well, how can I tell you, and then we had sex.”

“Of course you did, that was what you’d planned as Evie’s surrogate, so what happened?”

“Hank, Tim is unbelievable. His sexual appetite is nearly insatiable, when he ejaculates it’s over half a cup and he’s back up in just moments and he’s huge; I mean huge. Hank, you’re a pretty big boy, he’s over twice your size. He’s about this long and this big around.” She spread her hands about a foot to show the length and, using both hands demonstrated a circle with a diameter of at least five inches.

“Impossible,” Henry reacted.

“Hank, he’s not a wham, bam, thank you maam guy, he was tender and gentle with me and he still tore me up. He used a lot of lubricant and still it took over ten minutes for him to get his penis into me and that was my vagina, the vagina of a fifty-one year old mother that enjoys frequent sex with a well endowed man.”

“So, you had sex with him; he’s ready to wait for Evie, right?”

“No Hank, not hardly. After he’d come I needed the toilet. When I got up I picked up my panties; he told me they were unnecessary, he wanted me again as soon as I came back. Foolishly, I ignored him. I was in my panties when I returned. He said he thought you’d taught your woman better obedience, pulled me over his lap, lowered my panties to my knees and spanked me. I was in tears and still he made me take my panties the rest of the way off then he let me ride him. When he was ready to cum he rolled me onto my back and filled me.”

“Oh Honey, I understand your concern about Evie. He will hurt her, I’m sure you’re right, but a vagina will stretch to accommodate a baby, she’ll he ok in just a little time.”

“Hank, she’ll come back from her honeymoon totally in love with Tim. He’s a wonderful guy, what’s not to like, and she’ll be bowlegged and pregnant. They are going for two weeks; if today was any indication he’ll have sex with her four or five times daily; and Tim don’t play. I can assure you Hank, if I was still fertile I’d be pregnant after today.”

“Why would you think that Edie?”

“Henry dear, you know I always try to be a lady but I’m going to talk a little dirty. Our future son-in-law fucked my pussy five times today. When he cums he fills his girl, today that’s me, with about half a cup. That’s two and a half cups he deposited in your lady today but, even more, after he cums he stays in so she can’t leak. He refuses to allow his partner to use birth control. Right now I’m oozing port and starboard, I have panties on so the bed doesn’t get any wetter but they’re soaked and sticky.”

“Edie?” It was a question. He patted her bottom, “Anal sex?”

“I’m not sure how to answer. Anal sex, no; anal sex is what you and I share. With Tim, what we did was sodomy. The first time I was sure he’d split me in two then we did it a second time. Hank, I think he was clear up in my colon, I’ve never felt so full in my life and, of course, he pumped a cup of semen into my bowel.”

“My God, I’m sorry Edie, this was a bad idea. No more, ok?”

“Oh Hank, the reason we agreed to do this hasn’t changed, I still intend to protect our little girl, I’ll see him the day after tomorrow.”

She couldn’t tell Henry the truth but Tim was right. Not every girl, in fact only a small percentage of girls want a mega-cock but, after five insertions Edith Golden knew she was one of those girls; she could hardly wait for the two days to pass.

“Well, if you think it best, ok. Is there anything I can do to make it easier?”

She thought a moment then said, “Yes, you can give me my enema tomorrow night so I’ll be ready for him the next morning.”

Chapter 3 Mommy

Edie waited until after Evie and Hank had left for work then got up. She wanted to shower and scent herself before Tim arrived. She’d had her enema the night before and was looking forward to the day.
The warm water felt good on her shoulders but stung when it fell on her breasts. She shied away from the flow and looked down at herself. Her breasts were swollen and her nipples puffy, they ached with a pain she hadn’t felt in years, twenty-seven years in fact, she thought and when she had to kneel to the porcelain god from the fragrance of her favorite perfume she knew. Two days, only two days and already the hormonal changes to her body had begun.

She was in a trance as she toweled off, she needed to get dressed and go to the drug store for a home pregnancy test. Panties, brassiere, beige shorts and a yellow pull over top along with strappy bone sandals; she’d fix some coffee and be off.

She was half way through her cup when Tim knocked on the back door.

Still dazed about the turn of events she opened the door. Tim gave her a little kiss and followed her into the kitchen.

She poured him coffee and sat down.

“Edie, what happened, did you forget I was visiting you today?”

It came out in a rush.

“Tim I have to go to the drug store and get a test kit. Tim, I think I’m pregnant.”

“How can you be sure, it’s only two days unless Henry is the father.”

“I don’t think so, he inseminated me once in thirty years and after one day with you I’m impregnated, besides the way you do things, staying in so long after, you don’t fuck a girl, you breed her.”

“Did I breed you Edie?”

“You fucked me silly and put a baby in me Tim, I’m fifty-one and pregnant.”

“Well getting a test kit won’t do any good, it’s too soon for it to register.”

He took her coffee cup, set it on the table and took her hand.

“Come on, I want you Edie.”

Reluctantly she trailed behind. Tim saw that she might need some encouragement. As they entered the bedroom he turned to face her and pulled her to him, kissing her.

Tim trailed his hands down her back to her bottom, feeling her panty line. He caressed each cheek, kneading them, rubbing and then parting them. With a single finger he traced along her crack.

She felt the slight pressure of his finger on her anus, he said, “Edie, it amazes me how much alike you and Evie are. Last night I was holding her just like this, I even touched her the same way. You should have seen her eyes when she felt my finger but then she clenched holding it in place. She was ready to break her vow right then. I apologized for taking that liberty with her.”

“I understand Tim.”

“I knew you would Edie; besides you’ll make a beautiful mother-to-be.”

He led her to the bed side and sat.

“Edie, why don’t you stand here.” He directed her between his legs.

He lifted the yellow top over her head and off, tossing it on the enema chair then turned her and unfastened her bra. He took it from her shoulders and lay it on the bed then inspected her breasts.

The breasts themselves seemed larger and her nipples were obviously swollen. Tim leaned forward and gently nuzzled her.

“You’re absolutely delicious Edie, I can’t wait ‘til you’re lactating so I can taste you. You will let me share with baby, won’t you?”

“Do you really think you’ll still want me in nine months Tim, I’ll be fifty-two by then.”

“Of course I’ll want you, I find you fantastic. Edie, I intend to put one more baby in you so plan on pregnancy at fifty-three.”

Edie just looked at him, it suddenly dawned on her, he’d quizzed her about her menopause, and she’d confessed that she still had occasional periods; not every month but she did still menstruate.

He read it in her face, she understood.

“That’s right Edie, two and a half cups that I kept in you as long as possible; I wanted you pregnant.”

“I want to hate you for this but I can’t. In fact, I’m happy that I’m pregnant with your child. I told you, I’m your bitch; I can hardly wait to have your big cock in me.”

“Step out of your sandals,” he instructed as he lowered her shorts. He laid the pants with her bra on the bed.

Tim shed all of clothing except his boxer shorts then sat back down, pulled Edie a little closer and dropped her panties. They joined her shorts and brassiere on the bed.

Edie’s breathing was ragged. Tim reached between her legs and traced a finger along her weeping vulva, “Mommy’s ready, isn’t she?”

Edie could only nod yes.

“No, we’re not quite ready are we Edie? We need to address some broken rules, don’t we?”

Her eyes teared up, she hungered for him so badly but she knew what was coming, “Yes,” she choked.

“That’s right, so what happened Edie?”

“I was in such a hurry to get a pregnancy test kit that I wasn’t thinking. You instructed me to be wearing a skirted garment and no lingerie.”


“I put on panties and a bra under shorts and a pull-over.”

“Right, now no problem with the pull-over, I said nothing about a top but, and he picked each item up in turn, shorts, bra and panties, three pieces of clothing that you were not to wear. Edie, you will be punished for each of these three. Over the course of today you’ll receive three spankings,” as he folded her over his left thigh and tucked her to his side.

From the first stroke until the tears flowed was about five minutes. He should have held her while she cried herself out but he wanted her from behind, he wanted to feel her heat from the spanking. Edie had, sensibly, left a jar of sexual lubricant on the night stand, Tim helped her to her knees on the mattress, lubricated her vagina and took her with a single powerful thrust

Edie emitted a throaty moan as he slid into her but as he slammed her time after time her sounds turned to pitiful groans. Tim eased off, he realized he was pounding her cervix causing her pain, he apologized, his strokes now much more shallow. Still, when he came he stayed in her and on her until he was limp.

If Edith wasn’t already pregnant she, no doubt, was now. She was also more spent than she had been two days ago. Before he left Tim had bred her six times, yes, bred her, that’s how she felt but she didn’t mind, she loved the feel of him deep in her belly. He’d also ‘put her on her tummy’ twice and had spanked her a total of three times ( she’d learned that ‘putting her on her tummy’ was his euphemism for sodomizing her). She could hardly move when he gave her a hug and a kiss saying, “I think you need a break, I’ll call you next week. In the meantime take care of Henry.”

Henry had told her that he would be working late and that he’d get something for supper in town before he came home so it would be just Evie and her. She decided that, in spite of how she felt, tonight would be a perfect night for the prenuptial mother / daughter talk.

When Evie got in she called out to Edie then joined her in her bedroom, commenting, “Mother that funky smell I noticed a couple of days ago is back, WHAT IN THE WORLD IS IT.”

Edie almost said, Sex, pure and unadulterated sex. Me protecting your hymen, Tim knocking me up. His sperm and semen, so much I’d probably gurgle if I tried to walk, my ejaculate and most of all, my funky bottom; and in just a few days you’ll be laying in bed with a sore vagina and an ache in your bowels, just like me. Instead she patted the mattress, “Come sit with me Evie, let’s talk.”

“Yes Mother.”

“I just wanted to give you an update on the wedding planning. Your friend Francie has been a fantastic help by the way; everything is progressing nicely, really the only thing left is a final fitting for your gown. Did you have any questions?”

“No, I have every confidence in you and Francie to make it all perfect.”

“Have you and Tim seriously discussed starting a family? Do you need a doctor’s appointment, birth control pills or an IUD?”

“Mother, Tim and I want to start a family right away, after all I’m already twenty-seven. We’re not going to use any birth control until after I’ve had three or four children. Tim says he’d bet I’ll be preggers by the time our honeymoon is over; I’m so excited.”

“I’m excited for you, too, but Honey, you’re a virgin. Do you have any idea what to expect on your wedding night?”

“Of course Mother, I may be a virgin but I do know how babies are made. Tim and I will make love.”

“Then you know that the first time it will probably hurt, right?”


“Well, you do know that, don’t you?”

“Francie and I have talked. With Jeremy, her husband, she said it hardly hurt at all, just a little sting like a pin prick. I’m sure I can endure a pin prick.”

“He must be a small fellow, I know when your father and I were married I was sore for two days after the first time.”

“You couldn’t do anything for two whole days?”

Edie smiled, “I didn’t say that, I said I was sore.”

Edie was tempted to warn Evie about what she’d receive from Tim but, in truth, what would be the point? I mean, she’d go through with the wedding and there was nothing to be done to make things easier. She kept mum about that. There was one thing that she felt she had to confess, though.

“Evie, I need to tell you; taking a deep breath Edie said, “I’m pregnant.”

She was amazed and befuddled by her daughter’s reaction.

“You’re what? That’s impossible, impossible. You can’t be pregnant Mother, you’re fifty-one years old,” she screamed angrily.

“Evie, I didn’t plan it. Your father and I have never used contraceptives and I’d only been pregnant the once; with you. Now this.”

“You have to get rid of it Mother, my God, this is so embarrassing, what will they think at your women’s club, what will they say at church.”

Edie was upset at her daughter’s outburst. She replied, “I’ll not ‘get rid of it’ as you’ve so indelicately put it. I’ll deliver and I’ll love your sibling. As to what people will think and say, I imagine they’ll say congratulations Edith, well done Henry, and that will be that.”

Evie flew into a rage. It was completely out of character, she was always self-contained, mild and sweet. Now she mocked, “God Mother, you’ll look like a cow. Big swollen breasts, broad bottom and that great tummy, you’ll waddle about. I’m so angry with you, you’ll look a cow.”

From the doorway a deep voice inquired, “Am I interrupting something?” Henry stood there.

Evie’s mood hadn’t improved an iota, she pointed at Edie and screamed, “Talk to her, talk some sense into her, she’s pregnant for Christ’s sakes,” as she stormed out of the room.

Henry looked at Edie. She nodded yes.

“We’ll talk in a little while but, first I need to see Evelyn. I thought I was done with this, but, no.”

In her room Evie was changing from the dress she’d worn to work into more casual clothing. She was wearing panties and her brassiere as she dug in her drawer, looking for a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.

His voice startled her. He was sitting on the side of her bed.

“Come over here please Evelyn.”

She began to tremble, she was scared. When he addressed her as Evelyn she knew she was in trouble.

As she walked to him he spread his legs so she could stand between them. Evie tried to go on the offensive.

“Daddy, she’s pregnant, she’s too old to get pregnant.”

Not wishing to get into a discussion with his daughter he decided that he’d act as though he knew all about Edie’s pregnancy.

“Of course she’s not too old. We hoped that you would be happy for us, we’ve always wanted more children and now we’ve been blessed. Honey, you’re getting married and will be living with your husband. Mother and I aren’t ready to be empty nesters just yet. I’m sorry you’ve taken this position but you’re entitled to your opinion. What your not entitled to is to speak abusively to your Mother, for that I’m going to discipline you. Over my lap Evelyn,” he said.

He lowered her over his left thigh, locked her legs with his right leg and encircled her waist with his left arm.

She was pleading, “Daddy, I don’t deserve this, let me go, please.”

He rubbed her back and bottom as he talked to her.

“Evie, I’m sorry but you do deserve a spanking. I’m afraid we’re going to see salty eyes and a rosy bottom.”

He gave her a few whacks. He’d left her panties on for the time being. He rubbed her a bit more then gave her half a dozen additional strokes.

“Are you a sassy bad girl Evie?”

“No Daddy, I’m a good girl, please don’t spank me any more, please, please.”

Six more whacks on her pantied posterior then, “Lift your hips Evie,” and her panties were off; down over her feet and OFF. He only trapped her left leg with his right, her right was free to flail about as he began to spank.

After he’d finished he returned to his bedroom for a talk with Edie.

“Prego, hunh,” he said after he’d shut the bedroom door.

“Prego, for sure. I have nausea and my breasts are swollen and sore.”


“I don’t know Hank, it could well be yours, the timings right for that, too.”

“Sweetheart, we’ve been married thirty years and in all that time I’ve impregnated you once, you think?”

“No Hank, I don’t think, ok?”

“Edie, it doesn’t matter. Are you happy, do you want a baby?”

“We’ve always wanted more children but how will you feel Hank, knowing that the child isn’t yours?”

“Disappointed that I’m not the father but that’s only because I wanted to have bunches of children with you. Now, let’s put it to bed.”

“Thanks Hank.”

“So, how did today go?”

“I guess you could say ‘Oh what a day,’” as she recounted everything.

“Three spankings, really? I’d have only given you one.”

“He saw each offending garment as a separate event; I get the feeling that our daughter may have a ...

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