Part 1

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“Oh, hi,” Phil says to Alice, expressing genuine excitement at seeing her again. He smiles happily and pulls her in for a warm hug. Closing the front door behind them, he offers to take Alice’s light jacket and purse. He hangs both up in the coat closet and welcomes her further inside.

“Did you have a hard time finding us,” he quizzes the young secretary.

“Oh, no, though the driveway is so much longer than I expected,” Alice says enthusiastically. “This place is so big,” Alice wonders aloud as she looks around.

“Yeah, seven bedrooms if you can believe it,” Phil confirms. “Eight bathrooms. Which means you can shower in a new place every day of the week,” he jokes. “Jane’s in the kitchen finishing dinner. Can I fix you a drink,” he asks.

“Oh, um, sure. Can I have a glass of water?”

“Sparkling or still?”

“Oh, wow,” Alice says, “That’s so fancy, haha. Um, could I have sparkling?”

Phil nods and he ushers Alice to the sitting room. After a moment, he returns with Alice’s drink in a crystal water glass. He sits down in a chair kitty corner from the sofa that Alice lounges on. “So, you went to Southern,” Phil asks Alice.

“Yeah, I went for marketing,” Alice says nodding.

“DId you enjoy it,” Phil asks.

“Yeah, it was okay. I mean, I didn’t imagine myself going to school for marketing growing up, but it was a good program.”

“What did you want to be?”

“I wanted to be a vet and work with horses.”

“Oh, that’s very cool.”

“Yeah, my parents had a very small property, so we didn’t have a horse. We also couldn’t afford to board. But my parents got me riding lessons when they could. I just love horses. They’re so majestic and they’re way smarter than people give them credit for.”

“I completely agree. Did Jane tell you we have a couple of horses on the property here,” Phil asks.

“Oh really,” Alice says with girly delight. “I had no idea, that’s so cool.”

“Yeah,” Phil says with a smile. “We have Duke, our Appaloosa, and Daisy is our Percheron.”

“Percherons are so pretty,” Alice says, still visibly excited.

“You’ll have to come back sometime soon and meet them,” Phil replies happily.

The two discuss horses a bit longer until Jane comes into the sitting room. She’s wearing a floral patterned house dress and a pink apron with frilled edges. She stands in four-inch heels. Alice is amazed at how domesticated Jane looks. The Executive Vice President is the very picture of Suzy Homemaker.

Alice stands to greet Jane, who walks to Alice and hugs her softly. Jane also lightly kisses Alice on the cheek. “Hello,” Jane says, “welcome to our home.”

“I was just telling Alice about our horses, did you know that she wanted to be a horse doctor when she was coming up,” Phil asks.

“No, I did not. That’s very sweet,” Jane replies glibly.

“You have a beautiful home,” Alice says. She’s still amazed at both the size of the house as well as Jane’s outfit. Apparently the EVP doesn’t wear power suits behind closed doors, Alice muses to herself.

“Thanks so much. Can I freshen your drink for you,” Jane asks.

Alice shakes her head. “Oh no, but thank you so much. Do you need any help with dinner?”

“No,” Jane says with a slight head shake. “Everything is almost ready. But if you and Phil could set the table, I would appreciate it.” And with that, Jane practically floats out of the room.

“Come on, I’ll show you to the dining room,” Phil says.

The two walk to a large room with a ten person table. It already has a light blue tablecloth on it, and Phil tells Alice where to sit. He then departs to an adjoining room.

While he’s gone, Alice checks her phone but has no messages. She considers Jane’s appearance as well as her somewhat sniffy demeanor. She hopes that her boss doesn’t harbor any ill will toward her for what happened and for what Alice did. Alice truly did want to help both Phil and Jane when Jane was being punished. And it was completely secondary that Alice was terribly turned on by what she saw. Yes, the fact that she snuck into an empty restroom stall to stroke her wet cunt to three breathtaking orgasms wasn’t relevant. She was just trying to be a good employee.

After a moment, Phil returns with plates and silverware. He and Alice work together to fold the napkins and put everything in its proper place. As they do, Alice asks Phil about his home contracting job. Business is better than ever, and he’s been really busy. But he’s still able to meet with Jane for lunch during her in-office days and he’s really grateful for that.

Almost as soon as they finish setting the table and lighting the candles, Jane arrives with a small cart. She takes various dishes off the cart and places them on the table within reach of everyone. The main dish is roast duck, and it smells delicious.

Phil pulls out Alice’s chair and then does the same for Jane before sitting himself at the head of the table. Jane serves herself some duck before passing it to Alice. Braised asparagus, a green salad, freshly baked rolls, and mashed sweet potatoes also make the rounds until everyone has a little of everything.

The meal is enjoyed to a somewhat quiet degree until Phil finally speaks up. “I wanted to thank you for the other day. For helping me with Jane.”

Alice nearly chokes on her water. She swallows before quietly responding. “Oh, um, no problem at all.”

“I think it’s always best to have a second set of hands for those kinds of moments,” Phil says offhandedly.

“It was, um, my pleasure,” Alice responds. She still feels awkward about the whole situation. She and Jane barely discussed it besides Jane promising a hefty bonus at year-end if Alice promised to keep it quiet. Which Alice had. She’d only told one of her girlfriends, and Trudy was somewhat good at keeping secrets.

It’s a little strange talking about Jane in the third person right in front of her, but if Jane is bothered, she doesn’t show it. “Like I said, I always want to help you and Jane,” Alice says sincerely.

“I really appreciate that, so much so,” Phil adds. “I hope it didn’t distract you too much from the rest of your day.”

“Oh no. Um, not at all” Alice says, not certain how honest she should be. “I just needed to freshen up in the washroom afterwards.”

“And you were able to use Jane’s office bathroom for that,” Phil asks.

“Um, oh no. I would never assume that I could do that,” Alice replies.

“No? Jane, you didn’t tell Alice that she could use your bathroom? That’s a little mean, isn’t it,” Phil says pointedly.

“I’m sorry, Alice. Of course you can use my washroom,” Jane sniffs with the same glibness as earlier.

“I don’t appreciate your tone, Jane. Watch yourself,” Phil says harshly.

Alice feels a bit uncomfortable at the direction in which the conversation is turning. “The duck is so good, Jane,” she says, desperate to get dinner back on track.

“Thank you,” Janes says coldly and with a cutting glance.

“From now on, if you need to freshen up, you should be sure to do it in Jane’s bathroom. There’s no reason you should have to use one of the community restrooms. I’m sure those aren’t the cleanest,” Phil says, ignoring Jane’s chilly behavior.

“I-I’ll be sure to do that,” Alice says meekly.

“Also, I want you to know that things go both ways with us. You’re not our servant, and we want to help you just as much as you want to help us,” Phil says. “Isn’t that right, Jane.”

“That’s right,” Jane spits at him as she slams another scoop of sweet potatoes onto her plate.

“Jane, I’m not sure why you’re being so disrespectful to our guest and me. Unless you want to be punished in front of Alice again, you’d better mind your manners,” Phil hisses.

Jane doesn’t respond other than to nod slightly. It’s quiet at the table for a bit until Phil asks Alice if she has any questions about the other day.

“Um, I guess I’m just worried about Jane’s bottom. Is it bruised at all?”

Phil shakes his head. “Oh no, Jane rarely gets bruised from her punishments. Jane, go ahead and show Alice your bottom so she knows not to be too sorry for you.”

Jane stares at him for a few seconds before declaring that she is “absolutely not going to show my ass to my employee again.”

“Okay, you’ve had two warnings. Go and get the hairbrush, Jane. I think we need to have another little chat.”

Jane sighs and stands before reaching under her dress and lowering her panties to her knees. She lifts her dress so Alice can see her butt. “See, no bruises. Happy, Phil?”

Phil stands from the table. “Okay, that’s it. I was only going to give you twenty spanks, but now it’s forty. And half of them are going to come from Alice since you can’t help but be rude to her.”

Jane starts to argue before Phil breaks in. “You want to try for sixty?”

Apparently Jane does not, as she pulls her panties back up and leaves the room. A few minutes later, she returns with an oak hairbrush and hands it to Phil. Phil takes Jane’s elbow and leads her and Alice into a large living room.

Releasing Jane’s arm, Phil walks to a small secretary desk and pulls a straight back wooden chair from it. Placing it in the middle of the room, he asks Alice to sit. Alice does so.

“Now, I want you to take this hairbrush,” Phil tells Jane as he hands her the brush. “Bring it to Alice. Then apologize to her for being so rude to her. And finally, I want you to ask her very politely to bare your bottom and spank you.”

Alice is still bewildered by this turn of events, but takes the brush from a now blushing Jane nonetheless.

“A-Alice, I’m sorry,” Jane says with a plaintive tone. “I was really embarrassed about the other day and I took it out on you and that was wrong.” She looks back at Phil, who nods and encourages her to continue. “W-will, um, uh, you please pull my panties down and spank me for being a b-bad girl?”

Alice sets the brush on her lap and nods nervously. Even though she had seen her boss naked before, she was in sort of a daze during that moment and never expected a repeat performance. Still, she reaches up Jane’s dress with shaky hands and draws her light blue thong panties down her legs.

Once the panties are down around Jane's ankles, Jane steps out of them. Alice takes them and folds the undergarments neatly before setting them on the floor.

“Alice,” Phil says. “Would you please take a few moments and scold Jane? It’s an important part of her punishments, and I want her to know exactly how her bad behavior has affected you.”

Alice doesn’t know what to say. She’s never really scolded anyone before. First taking a moment to think and a deep breath, she finally begins. “Ja-Jane,” she says slowly, “you have been unkind and mean to me. I don’t appreciate your language or your attitude, and I think you need to be spanked.”

Satisfied, Phil walks over to Alice. “You’re a righty, correct, Alice,” he asks. Alice nods and Phil stands on her right side. “Come stand in front of me, Jane,” he instructs. Jane obeys and Phil tells Alice to take Jane’s arm and pull the older woman across her lap. “That’s it, good, now position her to your liking. Her head should be lower than her feet, and her butt should be at an angle that’s easy to spank. Good.”

“Have you ever had a naughty girl over your lap, Alice,” Phil asks. Alice shakes her head, but she has immediately fallen in love with the feeling and the sense of power she has over her boss. “Well, I’m sure it won’t be the last time,” he assures Alice. “Now, go ahead and flip the back of Jane’s dress up. Good.”

“Imagine a box framing Jane’s butt,” Phil continues, drawing an imaginary shape on Jane’s skin, which starts to gooseflesh. “Anywhere in the box can be spanked. You especially want to focus on this area where the top of her thigh meets the buttom of her ass. That’s her sit-spot.”

Alice takes the sight in. She can see a little between Jane’s slightly spread cheeks. She wonders if Jane is wet like she was during the office punishment. The thought makes her heart race a little more.

“Now,” Phil says, resuming the lesson and interrupting Alice’s little reverie. “When you spank, bring your arm down and then swing your wrist crisply. The wrist does most of the work. Go ahead and give Jane a practice practice spank.” Alice does, but hits a little too high. “That’s okay, try it again. This time don’t use as much force with your arm, and remember to use your wrist.”

Alice tries again. This one lands hard right onto Jane’s right sit-spot. “Excellent,” Phil commends her. “Now, you’re going to give her twenty. Jane appreciates a firm hand, so make sure that you spank her good and hard. Try to space them out so that they count. But don’t forget that this is your spanking. Feel free to reposition and do anything that aides in her punishment. So long as she leaves with a sore bottom and tears in her eyes, you’ve done a great job.”

Alice takes another moment to consider the gorgeous sight in front of her before finally raising the hairbrush. She brings it down hard on Jane’s center left butt cheek. Jane groans a bit, but otherwise doesn’t respond. Alice repeats the spank on the right cheek. Then back to the left, but a little lower now. After the first four spanks, she pauses.

“Ca-could I please touch her bottom, you know, to see if it’s hot,” she asks Phil.

He nods before adding “remember, this is your punishment to give to Jane, you do what you see fit.”

Alice holds the brush with her left hand and feels Jane’s butt with her right. It’s so smooth and soft. There’s a definite warmth, but it’s nowhere near as hot as Alice imagined. She traces the pink spots where the hairbrush has struck, feeling the slightly raised skin.

Returning the brush to her right hand, Alice raises it up and strikes again on the right cheek. This time the sit-spot is her target, and Jane takes a quick breath in after the spank. Alice mentally tallies this as the fifth spank. A quarter of the way done.

Alice spanks again and again, slow like Phil instructed, and makes sure to apply the brush evenly across Jane’s rapidly pinkening skin. She stops again at ten and feels Jane’s bottom. It’s again not as hot as she imagined.

Back to spanking, Alice works to deliver her punishment with an even more firm hand. The next two are the hardest spanks she has delivered, and she can feel Jane wince and stir over her knee. Another two, just as hard. Jane cries out with these two. It’s just a quick yelp, but Alice can tell the message is being received.

At sixteen, Alice stops and feels Jane’s butt once more and is rewarded with pained cries as she pokes and strokes Jane’s now inflamed sit-spots. “I’m sorry,” Jane mewls pathetically. Before recent events, Alice wasn’t even sure her boss was capable of crying.

“I hope this is teaching you a lesson,” Alice says in response before delivering another two spanks. Phil gives her a thumbs up at this and she smiles back at him.

Alice raises the hairbrush for the final two spanks and delivers both on Jane’s sit-spots as hard as she can. Jane howls and tries to reach back to put the fire out. Phil strides over and deftly catches her wrist. “Sometimes, she tries to interfere with her punishments. So, you've got to restrain her. Go ahead and give her another two just like the last ones to teach her to cooperate.

Alice does as Phil requests while he continues to pin down Jane’s wrist. Jane cries out at both spanks, and Alice hands Phil the hairbrush. Taking a final look at her now red butt, she feels the spanked areas and can feel the heat radiating off of Jane’s hiney.

“Okay, Jane, my turn,” Phil says, releasing Jane’s wrist and taking her by the arm. Jane stands and her dress falls back into place. She has tears in her eyes and starts to beg Phil for a reprieve.

“Please, honey, can’t I be done,” she pleads.

“You would be done if you hadn’t kept being mouthy at dinner,” Phil admonishes her.

No mercy. No reprieve. No break for poor Jane, who is hauled over her husband’s lap.

“Um, Phil, sho-should I maybe h-hold her wrists” Alice asks.” You know, to-to help her co-coperate?”

“You see, Jane, Alice is saving you from yourself,” Phil says cooly. “Alice, that’s a great idea.”

Alice kneels on the floor near Jane’s head and asks for her boss’ wrists. Jane quickly complies and Phil raises the hem of Jane’s dress again. He wastes no time spanking his errant wife. Phil delivers four quick spanks, all focused on Jane’s sit-spots. The spanks are deafening, as are Jane’s wails.

There’s almost no pause before the next set of four are delivered, these on Jane’s mid-bottom. The next set is brought down higher. And then Phil begins working his way back down. Finally, he spanks Jane’s sit-spots twice more and declares the punishment complete while Jane cries hard over his knee.

“Um, would it be okay if I felt her bottom,” Alice asks. “You know, so I know how it should feel after a g-good spanking?”

“Absolutely,” Phil says happily. Alice stands and walks to the other side of the chair. She looks at Jane’s now well spanked butt. It’s very red and looks very sore. There are a couple white spots near the bottom. The heat she feels as her hands hover over the flesh is intense. And when she finally touches the skin, Jane cries out softly. It’s firm, and feels abraded; the white spots especially.

Alice removes her hands when she is satisfied and Phil lets his wife up. He hugs Jane, and then asks Alice to do the same. Alice does so, and feels the warmth and sweat radiating off the spanked executive. Phil then leads Jane to a corner. “You hold the back of your dress up while you do your corner time,” he tells her. Jane wipes a tear from her eye and nods, holding the back high above her waist.

Phil asks Alice to keep an eye on Jane while he goes to the kitchen and prepares some after dinner coffee. He returns less than ten minutes later. “Was she well behaved,” Phil asks.

“She was a very good girl, she didn’t move an inch,” Alice replies.

“That’s very good to hear,” Phil says as he offers Alice a cup of coffee. While they sip, they continue to discuss both Jane’s behavior as well as the solution to it.

“Do you really, um, think that I will sp-spank Jane again,” Alice asks.

“Well, that all depends on her behavior. But yes, I do believe so. In fact - and Jane, I want you to listen closely - I am giving you full spanking privileges, Alice.” Jane goans at this but says nothing as she continues to hold her dress up. “Any time you think Jane could use a spanking, you feel free to deliver one to her. Any time, anywhere. No matter who is present. You hear that honey,” he asks. Jane quickly nods miserably from her corner.

“And,” Phil continues, “if she gives you any trouble whatsoever, you call me. And I’ll come right away and we’ll both spank her.”

“Just like tonight,” Alice asks.

“Just like tonight,” Phil says, nodding as he sips his coffee. “Only worse for Jane. Because she knows that not cooperating with her punishments is the most painful thing she can do to herself.”

“Also,” Phil announces to the room, “I want you to come up with a few rules for Jane to follow. Just simple things.”

“Like what,” Alice asks, again feeling a bit of a rush.

“I’ll text you a few ideas. But you’ll think of things on your own,” he reassures her. Jane sobs quietly in the corner at the news.

“Wh-why do you want me to come up with rules,” Alice asks hesitantly.

“Well, it’s like I said. Jane appreciates a firm hand. But she also appreciates rules to remind her who is in charge. When she’s with me, that person is me. But when I’m not around, I would appreciate it if you could help me keep her under control.”

Alice nods, accepting the new responsibility.

The two sit quietly for a bit.

“Do you, um, could I come back sometime and see the horses,” Alice asks.

Phil smiles and chuckles. “Yes, Alice. You can come here anytime you like.”

After finishing the coffee, Phil tells Jane to go and clean up dinner. He then walks Alice to the front door. Gathering her purse and coat, Phil hands them off to the young woman.

He pulls Alice in for a hug and whispers to her. “Don’t forget what I said. It’s a two-way street. Whatever you need or want, let us know.”

Alice nods and hugs Phil tightly before thanking him for the lovely evening. He closes the door as she walks back to her car. The whole ride home, Alice is aware of how thoroughly soaked through her panties are.

Once she’s back home, Alice heads to the bathroom and immediately strips off her clothes and hops in the shower. Getting the temperature where she wants it, she takes the shower head off its mount right away. Spreading her outer lips, she switches to the massager setting and holds the water up to her clit. As the water rushes between her legs, Alice imagines being in bed with Phil and Jane. Their mouths, their hands all over her lithe body. Phil pushing his thick cock deep into her tight pussy. Phil cumming deep inside her while Jane’s soft pink tongue laps at her clit.

But she has new fantasies, too. She thinks of forcing Jane on all fours and of leading her around the office naked on a leather leash and matching collar. Of riding Phil as Jane stands in the corner with a freshly spanked bottom. Besides these fantasies, she recalls the punishments she’s given her boss. Spreading Jane’s wet cunt. The way her boss wiggled as she was spanked over Alice’s knee. And when the long overdue orgasm finally hits, it’s all Alice can do to stifle her scream lest her roomie hear.

Meanwhile, back at casa Pierce, Phil and Jane are in bed together. She’s lying on her back on top of Phil. Her hands are cuffed behind her, and Phil pinches her nipples as he roughly fucks her pussy. As before during kiss and make-up, Jane wears a small plastic clothes pin tightly on her clit.

Phil continues pushing deeper and harder into his wife as she moans and cries real tears, both from the pleasure and from the pain in her clit and still sore bottom. Phil wraps a powerful hand around Jane’s neck and breathes hot threats into her ear. “Alice owns your slit now.” Jane cries hard at the thought. “Your whole body, in fact,” he continues. “It’s hers to do what she wants with. And it’s only a matter of time before she figures that out.” Jane howls as he gives her this new edict.

Finally, Phil unclamps Jane’s clit and the blood rushes back into the already engorged organ. He gently massages her pussy as he thrusts. When Phil finally fills Jane to the brim with his cum, he pushes as deep as he can and growls in her ear. The heat, the wetness of his breath on her ear, and his fingers on her clit send her over the edge. Jane’s greedy cunt milks Phil dry and after a few minutes, Phil undoes the velcro cuffs and turns Jane over, pulling her in closely.

“Things are changing for you, Janey,” Phil says as he strokes her hair. “And if you don’t get with the program, tonight with Alice is going to feel like a sunny beach vacation in comparison to what will come.”

But Jane doesn’t doesn’t hear him, having already succumb to sleep.

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