Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown by Alan Daniels Read Free Book Online Page A

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    That night, from their cliff-top perch, they had a front row view at what was shaping up to be the storm of the century. They lay on their bellies under the sheets, enjoying the light show through the rear window. They counted a dozen lightning bolts simultaneously venting their fury at the black metallic waters of the bay. There was sheet lightning too that lit the horizon like a theatre set, turning dusk to dawn, and crazy horizontal flashes, miles long, so low overhead that they ducked. Shards of lightning formed parabolic shapes, fiery crosses, circles in the sky, lightning chasing its own tail, ripping at the fabric of the dark and angry night. For two hours the storm raged until finally, exhausted, it rumbled out to sea.
    The storm excited her. There was something in its raw power, its energy, the random violence of it, the constant thunder that struck fear in her and heightened the sexual tension she felt. Its intensity left her a strange longing. George sensed her mood. When her hands moved to caress his buttocks he knew he was in for more than a massage. Normally she liked to be dominated during sex. When he told her to, she would fetch el cepillo and stand at his side until he told her to bend over his knee. Role reversal, although always an option, was rare. When sometimes it happened, on wild and wet nights such as this, George was thrilled.
    " We were lucky, " she told him, casually. " You should have fixed the hand brake. You knew it was faulty. Somebody could have been hurt. I think you need a reminder to be more careful in future. " He didn't say anything but he knew what was coming. She allowed him a few minutes to think about it, then she reached under the bed for the switch. She had picked it up from the trail during one of their Sunday morning walks on Hampstead Heath, carrying it like a prize, playfully swishing it through the air. It was birch, about 30-inches long, thin and whippy. " Are you taking that home? " he asked her, smiling. " I am, " she had replied. At a roadside flower shop across from the bus stop, he bought her bunch of long-stemmed lilies and shyly presented them to her. " Why, thank you, sir, " she responded and hid the switch among the blooms away from the curious eyes of their fellow passengers during the ride back to Pimlico. That night she had been the first to feel its sting. Now she was on her feet and she had it in her hand.
    At her bidding, George turned over and raised his hips so she could slip a pillow beneath him. Satisfied he was sufficiently elevated she laid the switch on the bed where he could see it and took up a position on her knees alongside him. He saw her reach for it and felt it tap lightly on his buttocks. Then, swish, swish, swish. " Listen to it swoosh, " she said. " I like that sound. " George liked it too. The birch rose and fell. When his bottom was striped she bent to kiss it, her lips as soft as the wings of a moth. They both stood and she flung her arms around his neck. Then she bent and spread her legs so George could take her standing up.
    Afterwards, they rested for a while before she prepared a simple salad which they ate sitting side-by-side by candle light at the van's little table. George had brought a crusty baguette from his favorite bakery on the Kings Road and they tore chunks off it to dip into virgin olive oil. For a while they didn't say anything, comfortable together in silence. Then he turned on the interior light and gave her a hug. " Your birthday is coming up, " he said. " It's a bit early, but I want you to have your present now. " He produced an envelope from behind his back and handed it to her. " It's a special treat for your fortieth. And, in case you're wondering, I already checked with your office. It's okay, you can get the time off. "
    " What's okay? " she said. " What's my birthday got to do with the office? " She tore open the envelope and pulled out its contents, squealing with excitement when she saw a return air