SSC   Caught   Adult

I was in the pub after work, cuddling up to Cathy from
Accounts, a little worse for drink.  I looked up and
saw my Mother in Law looking straight at me from
across the bar.  She nodded towards the back.

I made a hurried excuse to Cathy, and went straight
there.

'Jean, it's not what you think.'

'Stop drivelling David.  You had your hands all over
that girl.  We can't talk about it now.  Come over to
me on Saturday at 10.00 am sharp.  I mean sharp David,
and you had better not tell Susan.'

I agreed.

'Now go home David straight away' she added. 

At exactly 10.00 am I knocked on the door.  Jean
opened it and led me in to the lounge.  She sat down,
but told me to stand in front of her.  She was very
calm.  I was not.

'So David, explain.'

I stammered the explanation I had made up, but it came
out all wrong.  I melted under her gaze.  I looked at
Jean, in her tight sleeveless dress, legs crossed,
hands resting on her lap. She looked, and of course
was, in total control. She is just so attractive, and
forceful.

'Let's cut to the chase David.   Do I tell Susan, or
do we deal with this ourselves?'

'What do you mean?' I asked quietly

'A simple choice.  I will teach you to behave properly
within marriage. Or, you can ask Susan what she will
do about it.'

Jean knew I was desperate to keep this away from
Susan.

'How would you teach me?'

Jean smiled a wicked smile. 

'When you are naughty I will spank you.'

'But you are my Mother in Law.'

She smiled, pointed to her lap, and said 'You should
take your trousers down and bend across my knee.  It
might help you make up your mind' 

I reckoned it would do no harm, so I did as she said. 
She rested her hand on my bare bottom.

'David, you need a Mother figure. One who will scold
you and discipline you properly when you deserve it.'

'I could ask Susan to discipline me.'

'Yes.  Susan is strong, and I know she is the one who
discipline's your son, but you need someone stronger.
After all, I am the one who used to spank Susan when
she was younger, and her father before I threw him
out. You need that strict discipline from an outside
influence.  Really, what better than to be disciplined
here, and then go home with a clear conscience.'

I had no choice.  'What if I agree?'

'You will ask me to give you a spanking now.  A hard
spanking.  Then we will discuss how we will deal with
your bad behaviour in the future. It's up to you.'

She was rubbing my bottom lightly with her hand.  It
felt good.  What the heck.  How many times had I
pictured myself being spanked across this very knee?

I said 'Please spank me, very very hard.'