Quality time and a spanking after work

My guy met me at our usual spot after work last Friday. I parked next to his car and we both got into my car's treehouse.

I like the ritual that we have these days where we cuddle and talk about our day for a bit. It's nice.

My guy wanted to pleasure me first. He gently let me fall back against the backseat on my back. He was rubbing my crotch, which was nice.

"You know that you've been a pretty bad girl these days," he said, continuing to rub my crotch.
"No, that's not true," I playfully protested. "My bottom isn't sore, so I can't be a bad girl."
"Oh, yeah?" he questioned me. "I need to find an implement. What do you have?"

My guy was rummaging through the glove compartment. Luckily, I don't have much there. However, I did want a good spanking.

"I have a wooden ruler," I said.
"Go get it for me," he commanded.
"I don't want to," I whined. "If I get it, you'll use it on my poor bottom."
"Just get it," he repeated.

So, I reached over to the front storage area and found it. My guy was admiring the view of my butt as I fetched the ruler.

"Ah, perfect!" he said. "Come over here."
"But, I don't want to. You're going to make my bottom sore."
"That's the whole point," he reminded me.

I went over his lap. I have missed being slapped with a wooden ruler. I protested. He called me a bad girl.

I love when he slaps me in the same spot multiple times. It does hurt after a while, but I like the sensation. I get turned on more when he constantly tells me that bad girls like me need to be punished often.

He teased me by playing with my wet pussy, but then stopping to spank me some more, alternating between cheeks. He is mean, isn't he?

Eventually, he stopped spanking me. I could feel the sting afterwards, but I was too busy climaxing to ponder about it for a while. I came and rested over his lap.

I sat up briefly. He then fingered my butt. Again, it has been a while and it felt so good. Moments later, while kissing him on the lips, I came. He cleaned up and he held me in his arms.

Of course, it was time to reciprocate and make my guy feel good, too. I rubbed his penis, which was hard in his pants. He loved it so much. He couldn't take it anymore and let me handle his erect cock.

I gave my guy a blowjob. The treehouse is perfect, as there is plenty of room in the backseat of my car to kneel. It allows my guy to see me stare up at him as I am sucking him. It turns me on, too.

He came rather quickly. It was nice. It made us both happy.

Of course, we cleaned up and hugged each other. We had more dopey chats before we were alert enough to drive home.

Weekends should always start this way.