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                         SOMETHING A LITTLE SPICY
                                CHAPTER 2


        Is it possible to look at a good marriage and be able to pinpoint
    exactly what keeps it together?

        Vickie Johnson, and her husband of 12 years, Jason had such a
    marriage. I would imagine that they are kept together by not letting
    the whole hoopla of marriage get out of perspective.

        No, Jason was no different from any other 32 year old Yuppie. Just
    knowing how many marriages end in divorce make one have to wonder
    exactly what Jason and Vickie had going for them.

        Vickie knew what they had. The understanding they came to earlier
    in their relationship is what invariably kept them together.

        She sat in their house at about 6:45pm when she heard the gentle
    whine of the car engine as Jason pulled into the driveway. Vickie was
    thinking to herself that their special understanding hadn't been
    exercised in quite some time. But she also knew it was going to be
    rekindled that very evening. She sat at the dining room table as she
    heard the front door opening, and the familiar sound of her husband's
    footsteps walking through the living room.

        "Vickie?" He called out "Where are you?"
    "In here, honey" she answered. somewhat nervously awaiting his arrival.
    She looked up when he appeared in the doorway.
    "Hi, babe" he said as he leaned over to kiss her.

        They made quite an interesting couple to look at. You've no doubt
    heard that age old cliche' of opposites attracting. Vickie and Jason
    are a prime example in appearance. While jason was very tanned with
    dark, thick hair. Vickie was almost ghostlike in contrast, with very
    light blonde, almost white hair.

        "Hi, honey" she said as they kissed. "How was your day?"
    "Same as usual, I guess" he shrugged. "Although I think the time is
    ripe to push for that promotion"
    "Mmmmm" she said thoughtfully "Yes, we could sure use a bit more money
    coming in the house" Jason was busying himself at the bar making a
    drink.
    "Hey, I thought you said you'd be home by six tonight?" Vickie queried.
    He took a sip of his scotch and soda and kinda shrugged. "Yeah I
    planned to, but I got kinda tied up at the office."
    "You could have called. Dinner is now sitting in the oven keeping warm"
    "I'm sorry. But that Winkerstein account is driving me crazy"
    Vickie raised her voice a little, clearing showing her displeasure.
    "Yeah, tonight it was Winkerstein. Last night it was CD&X. The night
    before it was some new account to put to bed."
    "Hey, it's my job you know" he offered defensively
    "Well when I make dinner for someone who says he's gonna be home to eat
    it at six, I damn well expect him to keep his word."

        Jason took another long swallow of his drink, draining the glass.
    "I can't help it if things come up at the last minute. Do you expect me
    to tell my boss I can't stay because you have dinner ready?"
:eject

        Vickie let loose with a sarcastic laugh.
    "I'll bet your boss doesn't have to eat reheated dinners." she shot at
    him, he couldn't answer that. she was probably right.
    "I'm sorry" was all he could say.
    "No, honey. I'm sorry isn't going to do it tonight" He looked at her
    quizzically. "Don't give me those puppy dog eyes. You know exactly what
    I mean."
    "Yes" was all he said. He stood near the bar, unsure of what to do.
    "Give me your belt, Jason" he looked down at his shoes when he heard
    her directive.
    "Please. I'll try harder. Don't use the belt on me" he pleaded like a
    young boy.
    "Don't argue with me" Vickie said sternly "Give me your belt, Now!"
    "Ok" he said in a defeated voice. He undid his belt from his pants and
    brought it to his wife, who took it and promptly doubled it in her
    hand.
    "Don't just stand there looking like an idiot. Get em down" she
    commanded. Quickly, his trousers and shorts were peeled away and fell
    to the ground, bunched up around his ankles.
    "Over the table... Hurry up!" She said impatiently.

        Jason sidled up to the dining room table and obediently bent over
    from the waist. Using his hands to pull his shirt and jacket over his
    hips while he laid his head on the hard surface of the table.

        It had been almost a year since Vickie had whipped his ass.
    Something about moving to Arizona had seemed to take away her
    aggressiveness toward him. His cock was already beginning to stiffen at
    the thought of the night ahead. Vickie, too was having a bit of trouble
    controlling her excitement as her husband's ass stuck out at her.

        Vickie stood and walked around behind him, holding the belt at her
    side, swinging against her leg as she walked.
    "You seem to have overlooked the possibility that I wouldn't stand for
    this." Jason said nothing at all.
    "I'll bet you thought i'd forgotten all about this, didn't you?"
    "No, I didn't" He said under his breath
    "WHAT?" she demanded. "I didn't hear you.. speak up!"
    "No Ma'am!" said Jason from over the dining room table.

        Thus after a year, Jason's hiatus from the fires of his wife's
    discipline ended. The serene quiet of their suburban home was
    shattered by the sound of his leather belt whistling through the air
    before it's flight was suddenly stopped by his muscular asscheeks.
    *SLLLLLLAP!!* The cracking sound sounded off like a firecracker. The
    weal was already beginning to rise on his ass.

        "Did you think you'd get away with this shit forever?" *SMMMMMACK!*
    "Owwwwww.. No Ma'am.. I didn't.. Ooooo please not soo hard" he pleaded
    "Shut up!" her voice boomed. She slammed the belt into him twice more.
    *SMACCCK!* *SLLLLLAP!*

        Jason could barely keep still. His petite wife was really setting
    his ass on fire. 3 more times in rapid secession his belt crashed into
    him. He hissed in pain and pleaded for mercy. Vickie's eyes had a
    glassy look about them, she felt the insistent heat rising from under
    her slacks and panties. She threw the belt at him again and emitted a
    slight moan when his voice started cracking.
:eject

        20 times did the leather slam into his ass and thighs. Jason had
    tears in his eyes by the time Vickie demanded that he stand and go to
    the bedroom.

        On the way to the bedroom, Jason knew better than to allow his
    shirt and jacket to fall over his ass. He knew better because Vickie
    always walked behind him and crashed whatever she was holding into his
    burning asscheeks.

        Vickie landed 4 more strokes before she stepped into their bedroom
    behind her husband and closed the door behind her. Jason stood facing
    the bed with his slightly shaking hands still holding his clothing over
    his hips. She looked down and saw the red welts that crisscrossed his
    muscled ass. Her own fires had been turned up to high. She took her
    blouse and slacks off, leaving her in only bra and panties.

        She made him turn around and get on his knees in front of her. When
    he shuffled in place, his hard cock stuck out at her, begging for
    attention. Vickie put a hand behind his neck and pulled his face into
    her panty covered crotch.
    "You smell my hot pussy?" She rubbed her crotch over his nose, knowing
    that her juices were probably beginning to seep through the material of
    her panties. Jason moaned into her snatch and stuck his tongue out to
    sop up the juices that WERE seeping through her panties.
    "I didn't tell you to lick it!" she berated.
    "I'm sorry ma'am" He said, taking a long deep whiff of her heady cunt
    juices. She continued to tease him like this until she was ready to
    turn up the action.

        Vickie then stepped back and slipped her panties off. Jason could
    plainly see the glistening moisture on the blond curls that framed her
    love hole. She slowly used her fingers to spread the puffy lips and
    reveal the dark pink hidden beneath. Jason was breathing very heavy
    while Vickie teased him by showing her tantalizing pussy.

        Her fingers began to swirl over and around her clit while Jason
    knelt in front of her, watching intently. Vickie spoke to him between
    sensations that coursed through her body.
    "Yeahhh.. I know how much you want my cunt. Mmmmmmmmm But you can't
    have it. " She began to move her finger more rapidly over her clit.
    "Ooooo wouldn't you love to bury your cock into this sweet pussy?"

        It had been too long for the attractive blond. Every inch of her
    5'2" frame felt on pins and needles. "Ma Maybe if you're real good...
    I'll let you jerk off for me. Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Vickie's climax came upon
    her like a tidal wave. She groaned in bliss while the warming waves of
    orgasm cascaded throughout her body.

        Jason could only watch longingly while Vickie enjoyed herself. he
    wanted so badly to grab his stiff prick and pump it until he shot his
    load all over the place. But he knew Vickie wouldn't like that at all.
    And he knew better than to displease her, she had in the past done some
    pretty mean things to him.

        Vickie recovered from her climax and held her finger close to
    Jason's face. "Do be a good boy and clean that pussy juice from my
    fingers." she cooed at him. He quickly licked her fingers clean.
:eject

        "Mmmm You like that don't you?" She taunted him.
    "Yes ma'am" he said between licks. Satisfied that her hand had been
    sufficiently cleaned, she pulled her hand away from him and reached up
    to unhook her bra.
    "Oooo Look at how hard my nipples are!" She took them between her
    thumbs and forefingers, gently rolling them. Jason shifted slightly on
    his knees as he watched the show his wife was putting on for him.

        "I see you staring at my tits, you nasty boy. But you don't deserve
    these titties, do you?" She asked him coyly.
    "No ma'am" he confessed. "No.. you know that... There's only one thing
    you're good for"
    "Yes ma'am" he whispered. Knowing fully well what she was referring to.
    "Then tell me" she ordered
    "Licking your ass, ma'am" he said in a barely audible voice.
    "That's correct.. and do you know why?" She pressed on.
    "Because i'm an asslicker ma'am."

        "An asslicker. Not really a very good one.. But an asslicker all
    the same" She said critically as she turned around, bending over slowly
    and using her hands to spread her asscheeks.
    "Well, asslicker. Get over here and do your job"

        Jason had to walk on his knees, still holding his shirt and jacket
    over his ass. He moved forward until he was only inches from his wife's
    rounded ass. She was moving it slowly back and forth while she waited
    for his tongue. He pressed his lips to her ass and began planting
    little kisses up and down the crack.
    "Hurry up, asslicker.. Get your tongue in there!" She hollered at him.

        He finally presses his lips to the crinkled hole and let his tongue
    move forward against it. Vickie squirmed her ass back at him when she
    felt the warmth on her asshole. Jason let his tongue flutter around her
    anal orifice for a few moments before stiffening his tongue and taking
    direct stabs.

        Vickie released one of her asscheeks and brought her hand around to
    cup her pussy. Her lips were parted while Jason dutifully lapped at her
    asshole. Soft murmurs of delight escaped her lips when his tongue
    became rigid and began boring inside the puckered grommet.
    "Mmmmmmm, you ARE starting to become a good little asslicker. Oooooo
    yeah! Deeper" Her hand once again started to manipulate the sensitive
    bud of her clitoris while having his rough face plastered to her
    asscheeks.

        She heard his slurping sounds and felt a lot of saliva dribbling
    from her ass, trailing down her thighs. Her mouth was opened wide in a
    silent scream as Jason's probing tongue and her swirling fingers
    brought her once again to the brink of orgasm.
    "Oooh yeah.. that's ittt baby!.. lick my ass... I'm gonna come again..
    yees!" Her hand was moving a mile a minute over her clit as another
    orgasm juiced out of her cunt. She pressed her ass back farther while
    Jason did his best to keep his tongue inside her while she came.

        Once Vickie recovered from her second come, she stood up and
    wiggled her shapely ass in Jason's face before stepping away.
    "Have you been practicing on me?" She said sternly, but teasingly.
:eject

        "No ma'am" he uttered. He had already been subjected to a whipping
    with his own belt, made to watch while his wife played with her pussy
    until she came. Made to admit he was an asslicker, then prompted to
    perform that very same act. He could only imagine what else was on her
    mind.

        Things hadn't always been this way in their sex life. Until 6 years
    ago, Jason would merely paw her tits for a few moments, rub her pussy
    until she began to get wet, then climb between her legs and pound away
    until his quick orgasm put an end to their "romantic interlude". The
    change came about when Vickie started reading certain publications and
    taking her idea from that, literally laid down the law to her husband.

        Jason didn't exactly take to her ideas with a lot of enthusiasm at
    first. But he learned to look forward to Vickie's discipline sessions
    as her imagination was only outweighed by her almost endless appetite
    for sex. On more than one occasion she mentioned to him that she just
    might have him bring home a friend one night. He wasn't sure if he
    could do that, but luckily the idea hadn't come to light as of yet.

        Vickie sat on the edge of their bed and used her feet to tease his
    maddeningly hard prick. Jason remained on his knees holding his shirt
    and jacket over his bared ass.
    "Whoooooo, this nasty old cock sure is nice and stiff" she giggled at
    him. She tousled her own hair and laid back on the bed.

        Jason looked hungrily down on her pussy as she laid back and
    continued to play footsie with his prick. Her tits were rising and
    falling with her heavy breathing. His cock felt as if were ready to
    explode and she knew exactly where she wanted it when it did,

        "Oh gawd, baby.,. Fuck me now" She sighed. Jason didn't need to be
    told twice. In no time at all, he got himself on the bed between her
    lovely legs and found his cock in her firm grip. She guided the spongy
    tip to her waiting hole while he rested his weight on his knees, his
    hands still occupied with their assigned task of keeping his naked
    asscheeks uncovered.

        Vickie's legs wrapped themselves around his flanks and her heels
    dug into his still stinging asscheeks as his cock began to slide into
    the warm cavern that awaited between her open legs.

        He sighed loudly when his dick entered the nearly steaming confines
    of Vickie's sopping pussyhole. "Ohhhhh so goood, Honey... give it to
    meeee!" she squealed and threw her arms about him. She knew she could
    look forward to about 30 good, strong strokes out of his cock before he
    would spill his come into her. She just held on to him with heels and
    hands while his prick pistoned into her wanting snatch.

        As predicted, Jason's dick jerked inside of her and he groaned in
    the throes of his orgasm. Vickie squealed in delight when she felt his
    hot load being discharged into her warm pussy. She kissed him hard on
    the mouth as she neared another great come of her own...

        Jason never could continue once his load shot out of his dick. It
    was no more than 30 seconds before his cock softened and slipped out of
    her.
:eject

        "Goddammit!" Vickie screamed in his ear " I was ready to come
    again.." She lifted her heels and brought them down on his ass,
    prodding him. "Get down there and finish me with your mouth!"
    "Yes ma'am" he said quickly and slid himself off of her and knelt
    between her legs, getting an eyeful of her open cunt with his cream
    beginning to ooze out.

        He leaned over and surrounded her clit with his lips and let his
    tongue trace circles around it.. Vickie squirmed in pleasure but told
    him to stop "Put your tongue inside me.. Finish the job your dick
    couldn't."

        Without hesitation, Jason brought his mouth to the opening and let
    his tongue dart out and enter her pussy, where the combination of her
    juices and his own come mingled over his tastebuds. Vickie quickly
    attained the level she was at before he came and stopped her from
    coming again. Jason obediently surged his tongue into her and fucked
    her that way until her orgasm peaked and ebbed away.

        He was planting little kisses on her cunt and thighs when she told
    him "Come up here and lay with me, baby" Now satisfied that the session
    was over, Jason climbed on the bed beside her and took her in his
    muscular arms. She nuzzled up close to him. "Mmmmm that was nice"

        Jason didn't particularly care to discuss their sex relationship
    because he didn't like the way she belittled him and made him feel
    inadequate about it all. But he knew that she could just as easily
    exclude him from her games and have almost as much fun with a vibrator,
    so he never complained.

        All in all, Vickie and Jason had a pretty good life together.

:eject