Special Edition Maggie and Jim Friday

MY FANTASY:
  Maggie continues spanking me (Jim), knowing he secretly enjoys it, but she doesn't tell him that she knows ...

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... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly tell him what I want.
POOF!

The next morning, after our alarms went off ...
She got up and shook me.
"Get up, drop your briefs, and kneel on this chair next to the bed."
I did, as I saw her pick up a cane and 

I was sobbing after thirty ...
"Done. Get dressed... I'll get coffee on."

Her thoughts: I wonder how far I can push this Strict Wife role ... giving him longer time in the corner ... giving him punishment enemas ... making him keep a butt plug inserted ... putting him to a strap-on ... or even ... make him wear a chastity device...?   I must remember to pick up a carpet beater on the way home...



I arrived home...
Stripped, showered, dried, put on fresh briefs, and went to stand at the balcony home.
She arrived a little later than usual....
Changed her shoes, poured a cold drink, and sat down at her computer...

Her thoughts: Some of the clips on his phone ... often showed other women watching while the featured guy gets spanked.  I'll bet that's a fantasy of his,  to have some kind of audience while I'm spanking him.
My thoughts: Maggie HAS had friends drop by here, right after work.  I wonder what it would be like to have one drop by while I'm standing like this ... Jeez, what would it be like to have one drop by just before or during a spanking session?  Shit, I think I'm getting hard thinking about it....

She stood up, went to the linen closet, and got a blanket out, and spread it out on the hardwood floor.
She said, "Turn and face me."
I did, and saw the carpet beater in her hand.
"Briefs off. On the  floor here, on your knees, butt up and head down."
I took a deep breath, and got on the floor.
She straddled my torso, looking down on my bottom, and swatted my bottom and thighs fifty times. 

I was sobbing after twenty.

She stopped.  "Briefs on. Help with dinner."
Later, with dinner done, and dishes done, we sat in the living room, reading and watching t.v.

Her thoughts: I'll bet he has a fantasy about me telling my friends that I spank him...
My thoughts: I wonder if she's told any friends about spanking me.  I wonder if she even would.  I guess I wouldn't mind. Shit, I'm getting turned on by the thought.  I hope she lets me fuck her tonight.

Blppp!
Her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller i.d. then answered, "Hello?  ...  Hi Jill ... No it's not too late ...  yeah, okay, I'll do that ...   well, in a little bit, I'm going to give Jim's bare bottom a good hard spanking, then I'm going to turn in ....  yes, I'm serious, I've done it every day this week ....  let's say, he's not been taking care of certain marital duties for quite some time now ...  yeah, something like that ...   oh yes, he often cries like a bad little boy ... Oh, I bet we can arrange that ... oh well, it's not up to HIM now is it? ...  okay, then, I'll see you Monday, bye..."
She put down the phone, and looked at me and smiled, but didn't say anything, and I didn't ask.

"Okay, WE are going to bed. Get to the bedroom, on the bed, on your knees, pillows under your hips, and head down. I'll be in, in a bit."
I got up and went to the bedroom ... and waited.

In due time, she came in, got herself ready for bed 
and picked up the Lexan paddle and 

I was sobbing after thirty.

She stopped and got on the bed on her back.
"PLease me..." she said.
She had several orgasms as I licked between her thighs.
She pushed my head away, and said, "So you want a hand job?"
I paused, thinking about it, wondering if she might let me cum. "Yes please.."
"On your back...hands behind your head."
I rolled over.
She began stroking my penis ... as I gasped and grunted...
and once again, as I felt the surging begin, she let go... and I spurted onto my belly.
"Hope that was good for you," she said quietly.  "Clean yourself up, I'm going to sleep."
I cleaned up, and put on my briefs, and lay next to her.

Her thoughts: If I keep this up, knowing how aroused he gets, I wonder if he'll resort to jacking off?  If he does and I catch him, that would be a very good reason to put a chastity device on him.
My thoughts: FUCK I'm horny.  I really want to jerk off.  Every time I touch my penis when I'm in the bathroom or shower, I want to stroke it.  Fuck, what am I going to do?

To Be Continued :  Maggie and Jim -- Saturday