#2 Home from work, told to strip

POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy.  I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish.  You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... just say the words, "There's no place like home" and you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly told him what I wanted.
POOF!
I was married.
Home from work, I walked into the living room.
The wife was waiting, sitting in The Chair, holding the dreaded hairbrush.
"Strip and get over my lap," she said.
I did so, and 

I wiggled and hollered as brushes smacked my bottom.
Finally, she stopped and said, "Go stand in the corner there, and stick your bottom out."

A while later, she said, "Now, put on a clean pair of tighty whites, and join me at the dinner table."

After dinner, I cleared the table and did the dishes, then joined her in the living room, to read the newspaper, watch some tv.
"Time for bed," she said, "But first your bedtime paddling.  Take those off, and bend over the chair."

I did and 

she paddled my bottom til it was bright red and throbbing and I was moaning and sobbing.

"Now, let's go to the bedroom, and you can satisfy me orally."
She went, and lay naked on the bed, legs spread, and I licked her as she came, time and again.
"Now, good night," she said, and as I got under the covers, she turned off the light, leaving me with a hot bottom and a hard penis.
I feel asleep and 
POOF
I was back in my living room, in my middle-aged body.