I Was Spanked By Husband

Christmas spanking!

The first Christmas of our marriage Jim and I were going to a Christmas party one evening. Unfortunately I had a phone call from Jim, saying he had to work later, so would I meet him at the office and we could go straight on to the party. Accordingly, I donned my short party dress. I was a bit late (as usual) and by the time I arrived Jim was the only one working there. He hadn't quite finished so suggested we had a drink while waiting.
I pulled out some Cokes from the fridge and asked Jim if he wanted some ice. He was poured over his work and grunted something indistinct. I don't know what came over me - maybe I felt ignored- but looking at the back of his shirt, I had the desire to play the naughty wife. So I got a lump of ice and popped it down my husband's neck.
You should've seen the reaction! He sprang up off his chair, wriggling and squirming while I giggled my head off.
"You brat!" he exclaimed, as the ice made its way down the leg of his pants and on to the floor. I couldn't help giggling like mad. But I saw the look on his face and retreated to the wall of the office but there was nowhere to go in the small space. I knew that very soon my bottom would probably need some ice!
Jim grabbed me and pulled me over his knee, still giggling out loud. He pulled my dress back and I squealed as his hand made contact with my panties.
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!
"Ow! Ow! Oweeeeee!!!" I yelled. My butt stung but I was still giggling.
Spank! Spank!
"Ow! Ow! It stings!" I giggled.
Spank! Spank!
" Oooowwweeeee!!!" I yelled as suddenly our youthful sex play was disturbed by a knock at the door.
Jim let me up and said, "Yes, who is it?" as I stood instinctively rubbing my stinging bottom..
The door opened and they stood the office janitor. He looked quizzically at us and no doubt noticed that both our faces were as red as my butt, which I ceased to rub in spite of the stinging in my rear.
"Sorry, mister Jim," he said. "But I thought I heard a noise and came to see what it was."
Of course he had heard a noise of me being spanked and wondered who was being murdered. But coming across our little scene he no doubt guessed what had been happening.
"Oh, it's quote all right," said Jim, as my husband and I both smiled assuringly. "Just a bit of Christmas high spirits. Sorry to alarm you!"
"That's alright, Sir," he said. "Merry Christmas!"
"Er Merry Christmas!" stuttered Jim, as the janitor smiled and touched his cap. He said, "Ma'am," in my direction and departed with a grin on his face. He no doubt had a good tale to tell his family, we thought! We both looked at each other then burst into a giggle as I gave my butt another comforting rub.
"You idiot!" I said, "Spanking me in the office. I bet he's laughing at us!"
"Who cares?" said Jim, taking me in his arms and kissing me deeply. "All I know is I love you!"
"After giving me that spanking?" I teased.
"Brat!" he said and kissed me again."
I stuck my tongue out.
"You want another spanking?
"No" I said, rubbing my butt."we have a party to go to."
I think we would both have preferred to make love at that time but didn't want to risk doing it in the office after our recent close call. So off to the party. I made sure I sat on the soft seat that evening! But the Christmas spanking had been great fun.