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Rachel's point of view part 3
Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Spanking, Author: jenpnk5, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
Rachel awoke the next day with the taste of Nicole still in her mouth. As she stretched out her still naked body in her bed, she had to wonder, was it all a dream? The feeling between her legs told her it was no dream. Memories of the previous evenings adventures flowed thru her mind, causing her to moan as she stretched. First the excitement of watching Mark and Nicole fuck, combined with the, what? The naughtiness of him spanking her, only to be topped off by Nicole coming into her and touching her, kissing her, sucking her, and then making love to her as only a woman can. The memories were almost enough to make her wet again. Rachel rose and went to the bathroom. As she sat peeing, she wondered again about the spanking. Nicole seemed to like it. And if she was honest with herself, it felt weirdly nice when she spanked herself. Rachel rose, freshened up in the sink, brushed her teeth and applied a light spritz of body spray and deodorant. "No sense in smelling like sex," she thought to herself as she put on a short terry cloth robe. She was surprised to find she was alone when she entered the kitchen, as normally Nicole always rose before her. Ok She poured herself some juice, drank half of a glass, and then set about to making coffee. Checking the time, she wondered if Mark and Nicole had left for work already, but then she realized it was Sunday morning. After refilling her juice, she walked down the hallway towards the master suite. She stopped when she heard a muffled ... scream, followed by a whimper. Was she imagining it? Then she heard a sharp slap, and another soft scream. "Again?!" she wondered? Chills flowed thru her body then as she heard Mark's deep voice questioning "You really expected me not to learn that you went in and fucked that bitch after I fucked you?" Slap. The soft scream she heard next was not the same as what she heard last night. "Shit." she thought. "Nicole's getting slapped because she....?? That ain't right!" She waited what felt like an hour, but in reality was really a full minute, and 3 slaps. Quietly, she tip toed towards the master suite. The door was open ajar. As she peeked in, she saw Nicole spread out on the bed, bare naked, while Mark, wearing his cotton Boston Red Sox sleep pants, paced the floor, stopping every few paces to slap an alternating ass cheek. Finally, she could take no more. Mustering every bit of courage she had, she pushed the door open and commanded in the most commanding voice she could muster, "Mark! Stop!" She felt her cheeks redden as he turned to look upon her. She wished she had thought longer before she spoke, but now it was out. "Truth is Mark, I asked her to come to me, and then I seduced her. Please, don't slap her again!" Mark approached her slowly. "You? Seduced her?" "Yes. Please. Don't hit her like that. It wasn't her fault. It was all mine." As Rachel spoke she saw Nicole turn, a surprised look on her face. Mark continued to pace, looking now from Nicole to Rachel, and back ...