Written by Old Perv
17 Mar 2004
Divorcee's spanking afternoons with Mr Higgins
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Julia considered herself very lucky in one regard, having
a neighbour like Henry Higgins, you see the lovely dark
haired young mum was completely useless at anything in
the remotest bit practical in the home or garden, but that
was not really a problem with the lovely paternal widower
Mr Higgins as a next door neighbour, at 66 the pleasant
natured and kindly old boy almost seemed like the father
figure she had never had (her own father being a drunk and
a general waste of space). Julia had divorced her husband
2 years earlier after 10 years of marriage during which time
they had produced a son was now 9, other than that her
husband had proved himself to be a complete flop and a wimp
in almost all regards.
The pleasant mild mannered retired gent with his white hair
was such a contrast Julia thought, not that she was into
older men as such, but his kindly unaggressive manner and
boundless enthusiasm for life along with his public spiritedness
made him such a contrast to the other men in her life.
At 35 Julia remained an attractive girl with pretty features
and a figure that always drew admiring glances from men and
even the odd wolf whistle it was true to say she did
have a big pair of boobs (which she was quite embarrassed
of) and a very shapely rear that in either a skirt or trousers
looked like a bum mans dream come true.
Mr Higgins was forever at Julia's house fixing something
or another or doing the garden (it's fair to say that the
public spirited oap would have done this for any neighbour
in need no matter how attractive or otherwise, the fact that
Julia was such a delight to behold was just a fortunate
Julia would ask for help always with the offer to pay which
Mr Higgins steadfastly refused to accept stating that he
enjoyed the exercise and fresh air and that it was always
a pleasure to help a damsel in distress.
Sometimes Mr Higgins would take her shopping in his car
as Julia did not drive and on these occasions he would sometimes
joke about 'wonder what all these people think seeing such
a pretty young lady with an old codger like me'?
Julia was always secretly flattered as she replied 'oh i
expect they think i'm your daughter or something'.
The truth was that on these expeditions if one had been
a casual onlooker one could catch Henry Higgins sneaking
an admiring peek at Julia's bottom as she reached down
to an item on the lower shelf and he would feel his penis
stir as he enjoyed the tightly trosered buttocks.
Henry Higgins was a respectable and gentlemanly chap who
certainly meant no harm to the lovely housewife but it was
true to say that he had often whilst alone in bed at night
stroked his large penis whilst thinking of subjecting Julia's
bottom to some 'good old fashioned discipline' he was certainly
experienced in this field and many a young lady had experienced
the exitement of having 'old Henry' taking down their knickers
in the full knowledge that their bottoms would soon be smarting
through his expert use of his leather strap or his cane.
Henry Higgins seemed to have an instinctive insight into
the submissive nature of the female of the species and what
he saw as an inate need for order in their lives.
He was certainly no sadist either, in fact if he thought
that his actions caused distress he would certainly not pursue
them, however he knew by experience through the friendships
he had struck up with a handful of young bored housewives
in the last couple of years that many secretly yearned for
a strong male authority figure to take them to task via
a bottom warming, he knew the naughty thrill they recieved
knowing he had access to their plump behinds and how he
enjoyed belabouring them.
However tonight he mused on the prospect of a contrite Julia
in only her pj's that he'd been lucky enough to see before
one evening when he'd gone to repair a light fitting.
'Hmmm yes the creamy couloured pj's with the little floral
print, the ones that showed that lovely big bum off so enticingly
and her lovely big bosoms too' he thought to himself as
he stroked his big penis. 'Think i'd have her over my knee
first for a bit of a bottom warming i'd start slow and build
up till i got a few yelps and 'stoppits' out of her'
his line of thought continued.
'Of course i'd have to get a look at those big bosoms too
maybe a good old feel up if Julia let me , bet she wears
some nice Knickers too, litts tight ones i've seen 'em
through her tight trousers, goodness gracious it's a wonder
they didn't split wide apart when she bent down in Tescos
Mr Higgins continued his masturbating as a small tear of
precome appeared on his fearsome looking glans.
'Of course i'd need to take my time to prepare her for my
strap or my cane i imagine the poor girl would be a bit nervous
about it at first but i'd soon have her touching toes maybe i'll
have to give it to her a few times on the seat of her trousers
or knickers before i start with baring her bum the same as i
had to with Mrs Rodgers in Mulberry close.'
'Ah Mrs Rodgers'. This buxom 37 y/o blonde seemed to have
a bit of a problem with managing her finances, well it seemed
that way when her card was refused at the till, luckily
'old Henry' was there to spare any blushes as he kindly offered
to pay the £30 shopping bill, he had given Mrs Rodgers his
address and told her to return it when she was able.
The slightly air headed dizzy housewife had indeed returned it
and became a good freind of 'old Henry' as he helped her with
practical advice as to rectifying her finances, of course
our hero helped reinforce his lessons with hand spankings
on Mrs Rodgers glorious rump progressing to eventual very
hard canings on her trousered/knickered/bare buttocks that
she took with good grace always a little fretful hubby would
'I reckon i'd need to put a bit of cooling cream on Julia's
bum too' mused Mr Higgins 'I got some lovely views of that
Mrs Rodgers cunt and arsehole when i did hers she didn't
seem to mind when i accidently on purpose let my finger go
up her bum i wonder if Julia would?'
With that Henry Higgins big old chopper began spurting
great globs of hot spunk into the air and on to his white
haired chest and belly.
Next day as Julia and Mr Higgins shared tea on the patio
he thought of his fantasies of the previous night and
wondered how he could make them come true without ruining
his friendship with her and causing her to distrust him.
But he need not have feared because Julia had those needs
he knew she had, the need for a strong man in her life.
Indeed it was not long before Julia was welcoming his
stern attention to her bottom.
Or indeed his fondling of her 'big bosoms'.