Samantha Gets Spanked

Eighteen year old Samantha has fantasized about her best friend's dad for years, ever since the day her parents gave him permission to spank her. This weekend she's going home to visit, hoping to somehow make her fantasies come true. What happens is a night she'll never forget.

"What would you do if my dad called you and said I needed a spanking for drinking tonight?"

Mr. Murphy's eyes widened. He silently looked straight ahead at the road until we came to an intersection, where he turned on his signal light and brought the car to a slow stop. He licked his lips, then turned to look at me.

First, his eyes met mine, then they crept down to my chest, then my lap, then came back up to look into mine again. He was so handsome in the glow of the moonlight. It took all of my effort not to unbuckle my seat belt and launch myself across the front seat to attack him. He sat there, looking in my eyes like he knew exactly what I was thinking... and maybe he was thinking it, too.