John Hudson Jr's Life Stories

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John was in the bathroom and he grabbed the washcloth and soaped it up till it couldn't hold any more suds. "Janet, my dear come here for a moment."

Janet came into the bathroom. "Yes dearest, what is it." She squeezes next to John and begins to snuggle her body next to his.

John reaches out to her and pulls her over to the sink. He puts his arm around her shoulders and holds her head over the sink. "John, what are you doing?"
She sees the washcloth come up to her mouth.

She is trying to break his grip, but she can't as he has her firmly around her shoulders. Her arms are to her side and she can't get them free. "This young lady, and I use the term lady loosely. This is for swearing the other night at the club meeting."

He then washes her face off and while she is protesting, sticks the washcloth into her mouth and washes it out. "John no, nomphhh, stumnpppph. I'm prempneggghhh."

She is trying to speak but with the washcloth forced into his mouth she can't be very intelligible. John has no idea what she is saying. He knows what she wants to say. But doesn't care. He wash's her mouth out for a good 4 minutes.

He releases her and she stands erect, looking at him. "Now young lady, and lady I think is a term I can now use, the spanking."

Janet is standing there in the bathroom, mouth full of soap, looking at John. He has finished washing her mouth out with soap for saying fuck, at the S and M Club meeting. With her mouth full of soap she sidles up to John trying to be as sexy as she can. Hoping that she can talk her way out of this spanking that she knows will follow the mouth washing.

With soap running down her chin, one thing that she doesn't look is sexy.

He puts the washcloth down on the sink. She is standing up against him and embraces him. John reaches up and cups her breasts with his hand and they kiss. Sexy it isn't. "Come on over to the bed John and I'll make all your trouble disappear in an instant."

She is only wearing her panties, nothing else.

John reaches down and picks up the old hairbrush. She is so close to him at this point that she doesn't seen him pick it up. "Okay baby."

They then begin to walk over to the bed and she takes off her panties and drops them on the floor. Once over to the bed she turns around and then she sees it in his hand, the hairbrush that he is about to tan her bare ass with. She tries to get away and he reaches up and grabs her by the arm. "Oh noooooo John, don't. Please."

Over his knee she goes. It wasn't hard to turn her over his knee, it never is. Looking back at him she sees him raise the hairbrush over his head. Trying to get up she can't for his arm is holding her down like a clamp. But that doesn't stop her from trying.

Crack, "Ouch. No wait I don't need to be spanked, I've learned my lesson. I've learned my lesson."

Crack, "Ouch." Crack, "Ouch." Crack, "Ouch. Please John no more. I won't ever swear again. I don't know where such language ever came from. John noooooo."

John can understand what she is saying with the mouth full of soap, but it isn't very intelligible. She is slurring her words and not making all that much sense.

The soap was running out of her mouth, it was also running down her throat and making it hard for her to speak while getting spanked. She turns and looks away from him and towards the floor.

Crack, "Ouch." Crack, "Ouch." Crack, "Ouch."

"Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Crack, "Ouch."

As John looks down at his wife's cute, beat red ass he shakes his head. "I don't know where you get that language, young lady. But I know where your not going to use it. Around anyone who can hear."

Crack, "Ouch. Oh god John I don't know either. I promise I'll never, ever use any foul language again. I truly won't." Crack, "Ouch." Crack, "Ouch." Crack, "Ouch."

John then puts the hairbrush down on the bed and gets his wife sitting up on his knee. She is crying and trying to be very brave about being spanked. "John, I so sorry."

He puts his hand on her sore backside and she tightens the muscles in her bottom. He then puts his hand under her chin like one would a child. "You are a lady, and a lady doesn't ever use that kind of language."

She has stopped crying and is only sniffling now. "Yes I know and I truly don't understand why I'd use a word like that. I don't use them usually, do I."

"No you don't. Get up on the bed on your stomach and I'll put some cold cream on your rump. It'll help soothe it."

She got up and lay down on the bed and John goes into the bathroom and returns with the jar of cold cream and a rag. He hands her the rag. "Wipe the soap off your mouth."

She takes the rag and does as she is told.

He sits on the edge of the bed and begins to gently apply the cream to her very red backside. When he touches it she tightens up the muscles and grimaces. The pain slowly goes away as the cold cream cools her backside down a couple of degrees.

John then puts the cold cream away and sits next to her, while she lies there waiting for the cream to dry.

He leans over her, with one hand on either side of her. "I was quite surprised when I heard you use that kind of language. I never thought you'd use words like that."

She is lying there smiling. "I don't know why I used it either. It's a good thing that I said it when I did. If I'd have said it in 6 months, our new son might have heard me."

John smiled, "New son, your pregnant."

Janet turned over on her back, "Yes I was going to tell you in two days as your birthday present."

They embrace. "You should have yelled it out. I wouldn't spank a pregnant woman. Even one who needed it."

"I tried to, but with a mouth full of soapy washcloth, it's hard to speak intelligently."

John got up. "Get up and put on some cloths. We're going over to your parents and tell them. Do they know yet?"

Janet was up in a flash and already getting dressed. Putting on her best I'm pregnant dress. "No they don't, I wouldn't tell anyone before my man knew."

As Janet stood there in front of John, he still couldn't see that she was pregnant. She did seem to have a bit of fat forming on her stomach, but that's all.

On they're way over to George's and Brenda's, John saw a store that catered to pregnant women. He pulled into the shopping mall. Janet exclaimed, "Now we're you going."
As John got out of the car, right in front of the store, he muttered. "I'm getting a gift for your mother. That is if they have one in stock."

Janet sat there for the couple of minutes that John took to get the gift. She thought about how lucky she was, loving parents, a man who knew how to treat her and now pregnant with his baby. All she could ever want in life. As he got back into the car he threw here a soft package, that was obvious some type of clothing. It was wrapped in paper. No indication of what it was or what it was for. "What is it John."

"It's a barbecuing apron that says, Worlds Greatest Grandmother on it. We'll give it to her and see how long it takes her or your father to realize that we're telling them how pregnant you are. So don't say a thing you lady."

"I won't." She giggled, she was just so happy with herself and her life. Janet knew enough that if John said to not do or say something she had better obey him or she'd be sitting on a very sore bottom on the way home. But then she was pregnant and even John wasn't about to spank a pregnant woman. Even when she so desperately deserved it. She smiled, she knew that for the next eight or so months she was home free. No spankings.

As they got to Janet's parents house they pulled into the drive and parked in front of the front door. The place was quit nice, 4 bedrooms, large 3 car garage, etc. But nothing like the one John owned. Janet had come up in the world when she married John. She was raised in luxury, but still didn't have everything when she was young. Now she could literally have anything she wanted. All she'd have to do is act like a little girl towards John and he'd get her what she wanted. She could talk him into anything. She might get spanked for going to far, but in the end she'd get it, and she knew it.

As they walked up to the front door, it popped open and out stepped George. "Oh daddy, Janet scurried up to him and hugged him and then ran into the house."

George looked after her. "What's wrong with her."

"Nothing that I know about. Let's go inside, we've got a couple of gifts for you and Brenda. That is one for her and one for the both of you."

"I was just going out to play a round of golf. Do you want to join me."

"No, I think you're going to definitely want to stay for the gifts, It won't make you too late for golf." George played golf at least once a week. John hated it. He ascribed to the Winston Churchill saying that golf ruined a good walk. Not that he ever went for walks either. Got his exercise working out in his personal gym or practicing his martial arts. What he actually thought was golf ruins a good ass tanning, which he'd much rather do. Besides he had a number of his own hobbies. Unrelated to His Harem.

They turned and went back inside. George yells for Brenda. "Brenda, I want to see you."

Brenda, after a few minutes emerged from their room soaking wet and nude. "What's wrong, something happen to Janet."

John yells up, "Not really. But we've got a reason to see you."

Brenda turned and headed back down the hall to the room. She had been in the tub and was naked and very wet. "I hope not like this."

"Like what?" John yelled up to her.

"I'm butt naked, was taking a bath."

George says to her. "Get that gorgeous ass of yours down here now."

She sticks her head out the bedroom door. "Not likely, I'm at least going to put on my robe." She dries herself off and comes down the stairs. Wearing a robe.

Once she's in the kitchen, where they have gathered for the news, she purrs herself a drink and sits down on a stool. "Well what's so important that you had to stop a lady from taking her bath."

Janet hands her the gift wrapped package. "This mother."

Brenda takes the package and sits it down on the counter, taking a sip of her drink.

Janet immediately picks it up and up and hands it to her again. She can hardly keep from blurting out her and Johns little secret. That she's pregnant. "Open it, I'm about to burst, if you don't."

George takes it from Janet and rip's the package open. He immediately sees it's only an apron. Brenda loves to cook and wears aprons a lot.

Brenda takes it from George. "You interrupted a ladies bath time for a gift of an apron. I think this could have waited."

Janet smiles. "Hold it up in front of you first, before you say to much."

Brenda holds it up and George immediately sees the message on the front. Not being a dullard, he gets the message immediately. He has a little chuckle. "Ha, ha, ha, ha."

"What's so funny." She turns the apron around and sees a message written on the front of the apron. She starts to read it. "WORLDS GREATEST GRANDMOTHER" It takes her a few moments to get the meaning. She drops the apron, looks at Janet, then down to her stomach, which she can now see is getting a little paunch on it. Something she, George, not even John had attributed to anything but put on unwanted fat. "Yeeeeeeeeeee, your pregnant." She starts to jump up and down. "I'm going to be a Grandmother. Yeeeeeeeeeee, Yeeeeeeeeeee, Yeeeeeeeeeee."

She then stops jumping up and down and begins to blubber. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

George looks at her more intently. "Now what's the matter."

Brenda goes into George's arms. "My baby is going to have a baby." That's when the waterworks really began. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

George rubs his hand up and down her back. "There, there everything will be okay I'm sure you'll get over the pain and discomfort of Janet's pregnancy."

Brenda punches George's chest with her fist lightly. "You think only the pregnant one has problems. I'm sure I'll bloat up in sympathy."

"There, There, my dear I'll guarantee you that if you do I'll get that fat off you if it kills me and you can't sit down for a week." George had long ago planned that if his woman ever put on too much weight he was going to work her ass off loosing it. Weather she want to or not, he was going to force her to loose it.

Brenda lets go of George and looks a John. "This will be all your fault."

"I hope so." John replies."

Brenda lets go of George and turns to Janet. Let's go away from these animals. All they think of is getting us pregnant."

Janet walks with her mother into the living room. "God I hope that's what John is thinking about when we do the deed. I plan on having at least six. Not just the one you had. Both women begin to cry. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

George slaps John on the back. Congratulations, my boy. And I now am sure I can refer to you as, my boy."

They all talked long into the night. George completely forgot about his golf game.