Alexander Bailey Spanks Wendy His Wife
John Hudson Jr. Sees It – Sees His First Real Spanking
August/29/1989

Alexander Bailey had come home a day early from his fishing trip to surprise his wife, but it was him who got the surprise.

As he was putting his fish away in the kitchen freezer he happened to look out the back window. There she was buck-naked, lying on her stomach, for all the world to see. She does have one cute ass, he thought. It won’t be cute for long.

Alex yells out the back window at her, “Wendy Bailey, what in the hell do you think you’re doing.”

She jumps up and almost out of her skin. She picked up her towel and put it in front of her. “You let the entire world see you naked and for me you put that towel up in front of you.”

He has come out of the house and into he backyard to confront his wife.

She looks around and sees at least three people looking at her. She goes behind her husband to help cover her self up. “You came home early, what a surprise.” She gets close to him to try and take his mind off what she fearfully knows is about to happen. Trying her damndest to take his mind off what she knows he’s thinking and onto her body.

“Not as much of a surprise for you as for me, woman.”

Alex turns around to face his wife, he bends over and picks up a small gardening shovel. The shovel is about eight inches long with a blade 5 inches long and 4 inches wide. He holds it in his right hand and begins to unbutton and roll it up his shirtsleeve. “Wh Wh What are you going to do Alex.”

Once his sleeve has been rolled up and out of the way he tells her, “I’m going to spank my wife of course.”

The corners of her mouth rise up a little, she tries to smile and also tries to laugh off the situation, “But, I I’m your wife sweetie.” She gets closer to him and presses her naked front against him.

When that doesn’t work Wendy takes a step back, “Yes my dear I know and by the time I get through with your backside, my wife won’t to be able to sit down comfortable let alone sun bathing in the nude, for at least a week.”

She turns and runs up to the back porch, into the kitchen and into their first floor bedroom. John has been watching all of this from his second floor bedroom. Her ass is sticking out of the towel she tried to wrap around herself.

They rent the first floor from his Aunt Hilda and he gets the second floor from her rent free, while attending college. That on the stipulation that he works for her hotels during the summer on on Saturdays.

As she runs into the house the towel gets caught in the door and comes off, she doesn’t stop to pick it up, he might catch her and do it right there in front of people.

Alex follows her at a slow walk, purposeful but slow. He is determined to teach his wife a very valuable lesson. Lady’s don’t prance around outside in the nude. Not even on their own property

John goes over to his television set and turns it on. He has surreptitiously hooked up a small camera to the set. One he has put into their bedroom. He has been watching them in secret for some months. He turns on his VCR and tapes what the camera shows him.

Once at the bedroom door Alex finds that it is locked. “Gwendolyn Bailey, you open this door immediately.”

He waits for a few seconds and expecting her to have obeyed him tries the door again, it doesn’t open. “Okay young lady, open this door now. You’re going to get this spanking, that is a forgone conclusion. If you unlock the door and let me in I’ll spank you there. If I have to break it down I’ll take you outside, tan your ass in public and let all the world see your humiliation.”

After six or seven seconds Alex hears the lock on the door turn and his wife scurry away from the door. He reaches for the doorknob and turns it, this times the door opens. Alex steps in and there is his wife standing on the other side of the bed, still buck-naked.

She points at him, “You put that spade down, I’m too old for this.”

Alex steps toward her, “You’ve never been to old in the past and you’ll never be too old in the future. What makes you think you’re too old now.”

Wendy begins to back up, she has her hand over her bottom in anticipation of it getting spanked. “Alex please the windows are open, people will hear.” She has backed herself into the corner and almost knocks over a lamp, she turns to catch it from falling.

“You didn’t seem to care if people saw you earlier, well my dear I don’t care if people can hear you now.” He grabs her hand as she tries to steady the lamp and pulls her over to the bed, sits down on it and across his knee she goes. “Oh no.” Is her only response.

John is sitting in front of his television set watching the whole thing. He’s very excited, never before has he managed to see a real spanking. He’s seen plenty in old movies, but never a real one.

Wendy looks back at her husband, tears are beginning to form in her eyes, “Please baby don’t, this isn’t right.”

As she sees the business side of the shovel descending towards her backside, she turns her head and tightens her ass muscles. Crack, “Yeeeeeeow, oh god no, please don’t do this Alex, pleeeease.”

Crack, “Yeeeeeeow.” Again the shovel lands on her ass cheek.”

The pain shoots throughout her bottom and down her legs. Crack, “Yeeeeeeow, oh baby anything but this, pleeeease.”

Crack, “Yeeeeeeow,” Crack, “Yeeeeeeow,” Crack, “Yeeeeeeow,” Crack, “Yeeeeeeow,” Crack, “Yeeeeeeow,”

Wendy shakes her head from side to side. She is only crying now, “Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo.”

Alex stops for a few seconds, “Are you ever going to sunbathe in the nude again Gwendolyn Bailey.” He always called her Gwendolyn whenever she had done something she shouldn’t have. Like one might a child. But she wasn’t a child she was his wife of many years

Through the crying and tears she manages only to say, “No, never.”

Crack, “Yeeeeeeow,” Crack, “Yeeeeeeow.” That my dear was to remind you what will happen to your ass if I ever catch you outside showing off that luscious body of yours ever again. In the future you’ll wear your bathing suit or get a spanking. Next time it’ll be out there.” He points out the open window and into the yard. He can see that a small crowd of neighbors has collected to listen to the spanking.

John on the other hand has taped the whole spanking on his VCR. He watches it over and over again during the rest of the afternoon.

He decides that Julie, his girlfriend, is going to get a spanking as soon as he can come up with a good enough reason to spank her. She may not like it and if she leaves him than he’ll find another girlfriend. He is like a chick magnet, the only reason he doesn’t have a dozen girl friends is because he’s loyal to the one he’s living with. In his mind it is dishonorable to have move than one woman at a time.

After the spanking Alex goes out into the back yard and puts away the shovel. As he is coming back into the house he passes close to the fence between his yard and the Hiller residence. Mrs. Hiller is still out in the backyard, she turns her back on him. “Hummmph, animal.”

Alex turns to her, “Perhaps Angie if your Fred took a garden shovel to you once in awhile, he’d be more of a man.”

Angie turned and went into her house, as she was passing Fred she saw that he was looking at there small garden shovel, “Don’t even think about it.”

Fred then walked over to a chair, shoulders slouching like the milk toast, pussy whipped husband that he knew he was. Wendy was watching the whole thing from her bedroom window, “Fred anytime you get the balls, just call me and I’ll lend you my Alexander. He’ll come over there and tan Angie’s ass for you, give you a lesson on what it means to be the man of the house.”

From inside there house you could hear Angie yell back out. “Fred don’t you even think of it, or it’ll be the last time you ever touch me.”

Alex then went back into the house and over to his bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed. His wife now lying face down on her stomach. He had gotten a jar of cold cream and gingerly applied the cold cream to Wendy's backside. They didn’t say a word. She just lay there while he applied it to her very sore bottom. She knew that he loved her and that is why he would spank her like that. They didn’t have to say anything, she knew he was her man, with emphasis on man, and that’s the way she liked it. Wouldn’t have a husband even close to that Fred Hiller. Pussy-whipped little toad that he was. How any woman would want to have a man like that was beyond her understanding.

She relaxed all her muscles and laid there on the bed, smiling as Alex gently loving applied the cold cream to her bruised bottom.

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