Another evening alone watching Friends - Laura knew the best years of her life were quietly slipping by, but felt almost powerless to change things. She found doing nothing was always the easiest option. She finished her wine, the third glass that evening, and headed upstairs for a bath before bed.

Hot water tumbled into the large enamel bath, the steam scented with the exotic oils helped Laura relax as she put all negative thoughts of the day to the back of her mind. She slowly began to undress as the sounds and smells of the water filled her consciousness. The woman she saw in her mirror was still attractive at thirty three, despite having added an inch or two to her hips, while her stomach had developed a slight roundness that she decided was nice and womanly. Laura unclipped her bra and let it fall, revealing full breasts with soft pink nipples. Her hands went to cup her breasts and slowly, gently, she squeezed the soft flesh with a tenderness no man had ever shown. Through half closed eyes she could almost imagine that the fingers that now teased her nipples into firmness were no longer her own. Pulling harder on the now erect flesh, she gasped just a little as the first feelings of pain radiated through her tender skin. She would never admit to anyone that she liked to abuse herself in this way but, at this moment, she felt no shame as she pinched hard on her engorged tits.The white knickers she was wearing were becoming wet and Laura could no longer resist letting her hand wander over them. Her middle finger quickly found the damp cleft and began to trace a path up and down its length, pressing the moist fabric into her now dripping crotch. She loved the feeling of the material rubbing against her most tender skin and she pushed her fingers harder into herself.

Laura could see a flush of red begin to cover her neck and tits as she watched herself masturbating. She brought her fingers from her panties to her nose and breathed in the smell of her own sex, a scent that always added to her excitement. This added assault upon her senses brought her closer, and a warmth began to spread in her groin. This time her fingers actually plunged into her knickers in search of the clitoris which was hard and eager to be touched, her finger quickly finding then circling the bud , until familiar waves of pleasure started to radiate towards her belly. It was only then that she allowed herself a final guilty pleasure and grasped her hairbrush, reaching around and bringing it down hard on her buttocks. She let out an audible gasp as the heat spread though her bottom, and her legs began to tremble. Sweat dripped down her neck and traveled between her reddened breasts as for a second time Laura brought the brush down onto her bottom, this time with more force.

She cried out a little and then closed her eyes, steeling herself for the final and hardest smack she would allow herself tonight. She gripped the brush handle tightly, knowing the bittersweet experience she was about to enjoy, and brought down the brush for the final time. Another cry as the stinging sensation spread through her bottom, spreading to her loins, turning into exquisite pain. This time her legs gave way, and she allowed herself to go to the floor, resting on all fours, panting, enjoying the release.

Then the phone rang.

“They are both suspended?”

Laura knew that there had been something going on at the library but hadn’t expected this, a phone call at home from Victor Jones, Head of Services, at 9pm on a Sunday evening.

“Until further notice, yes.” Laura could scarcely believe what she was hearing, but internally acknowledged that she found the news exciting. This could be her chance to prove she could do the job that had eluded her for so many years.

“You’ll need to find someone to run the library while Mrs Grayson’s...” Laura struggled to finish the sentence, but hoped she had indicated that she was willing.

“I’ve two new members of staff coming down today,” replied Victor. “One’s a young man who’s just out of university and only done six months down in Hove. He’s a good lad by all accounts though and can help with the routine stuff. And Geraldine Brewer from Brighton has kindly offered to fill Mrs Grayson’s shoes while she’s, um, away.”

Laura could feel tears pricking at the back of her eyes. Another vote of no confidence.

The next morning, Laura arrived at the library a good half an hour earlier than usual as she wanted to make sure her new boss didn’t find anything out of place on her first visit. To say Geraldine had a reputation for being difficult to please would be an understatement.

So Laura’s heart sank when she saw a large black Mercedes already in the car park and the library lights on.

She had never met Geraldine before, but imagined a stick thin, sour-faced woman in her 50s. So she was taken aback to meet a nicely plump lady with a blond bob and friendly smile who, she guessed, was only a few years older than herself.

“Hi, I’m Geraldine Brewer, but please call me Gerri. I hope you don’t mind me letting myself in and having a quick look round.”

“Er, no. Please just…”

At that moment a young man of about twenty walked in, a nervous look on his face.

“Hello, I’m Adam, I’ve been sent here to help out.”

“Well, Adam,” said Gerri, “if you want to help out, lock the door behind you and put a notice on it saying we’re closed this morning for staff training. No point in going mad on our first day is there? Now Laura, shall we put the kettle on? I hope you’ve got some biscuits…”

The three of them spent the morning getting to know, and like, one another. Gerri made it clear that Laura was to be the boss in the library, and that she and Adam were merely there to help out. Gerri said she only intended enforcing one rule.

“You must let your hair down Laura! While it’s tied up like that you look, well, like a Librarian!”

While they all laughed, Gerri leaned over and put her arms around Laura’s neck to untie her hair. As she did, Laura could feel her warm breath on her face and smell the soft musky perfume that had mingled with Gerri’s own body scent. Gerri did not hurry, and Laura found being this close to her, breathing in her smell, made her tummy tingle in a way that surprised her. Gerri then used her fingers to gently ruffle out Laura’s soft brown curls, before planting a playful kiss on her cheek.

“There, you look much prettier now; I could eat you all up myself!”

On the second day, while Adam was out front, Laura and Gerri were in the back office cataloguing.

“I suppose you heard all about me fleecing my ex,” said Gerri, as she waded through sheaves of papers.

“There were some rumors.”

“The rumors were wrong. I kept the house because it was my parent’s house before they died. The only other things I got were some sticks of the furniture and the car. He got everything else, despite being the adulterer.”

Gerri paused for a second before continuing, the paper shuffling having now stopped. “I’m not sure why I just told you that. I just want you to know I’m not a bitch.”

Laura leaned over and put her hand on Gerri’s arm.

“I know that already.”

“The whole experience has left me off men at the moment though,” continued Gerri with her smile returning, “which has inevitably led to speculation now that I’m gay.”

“And?” said Laura, looking up from the computer.

“No I’m bloody not!” said Gerri laughing. “Although, who knows, I might be tempted if the right person came along!” She then stood and playfully took Laura’s hand in hers, looking her in the eye. “My darling, can I get you another coffee?” And with that she winked, before marching off into the kitchen. Laura however sat still, feeling the remaining warmth of Gerri’s hand on hers.

Over coffee Laura confessed that her love life had been practically non-existent since leaving university and joining the library service.

“It’s like a big joke,” rued Laura, “become a librarian, remain a spinster. It’s just that I work with two other people, both in their late 50s, so my social life has just dried up over the years. All my university friends are married so it’s me and the TV every night. I must say I’m really enjoying having Adam stay with me; he’s good company once he relaxes.”

“He’s a lovely lad,” agreed Gerri before going back to the paperwork.

By Friday they all agreed they’d had a great time working together and Gerri insisted on taking Laura and Adam for a meal after work.

They spent the evening eating, drinking and laughing together with Gerri insisting that no expense be spared. She ordered a taxi to take them all back to Laura’s, knowing full well they'd all drunk far too much to drive that night.

“I’ll be okay tomorrow if you lend me a pair of your knickers,” she whispered to Laura.

Back at the house the three of them quickly ensconced themselves in the lounge, with a couple of bottles of wine to hand.

“Right,” announced Gerri, “I’ve a secret to tell you both, but before I do you must tell me a secret of your own. I want to know what your most outrageous sexual fantasy is!”

Adam laughed, his inhibitions quelled by the wine and good company. “Mine is quite simple really. I’d love to see two women getting it on together.”

Laura smiled inwardly at the naively honest way he had spoken, but then suddenly found her cheeks redden as her turn came.

“I’ve, well, always wanted to…” She struggled to continue. Gerri held her hand.

“Come on love. This’ll never leave the room, will it Adam?”

“Never,” said Adam.

Laura hesitated, took a deep breath and then blurted out “I want to be spanked!” She looked at Adam and Gerri, waiting for them to laugh, but they didn’t.

“Wow, cool,” muttered Adam, while Gerri just looked on wide-eyed.

“I’ve never been smacked by anyone, ever. But I just know I would love it.”

“You are a dark horse, Laura. Good for you girl, not the staid librarian everyone thought eh?”

“I suppose I had better tell you my fantasy then,” said Gerri. “I would like to kiss a girl. I’m not a lesbian but I can’t get this thought out of my head, how nice it would be to be kissed by another woman.”

Laura took a big mouthful of wine this time, swallowed and set the glass down.

“You can kiss me if you want! I don’t mind, honest. And if it’ll make you happy...”

Adam shifted slightly and adjusted his trousers to accommodate his growing cock.

“There’s a problem with that idea, I’m afraid,” said Gerri.

“What?” said Laura and Adam in unison, a note of disappointment in their voices.

“Well, kissing another girl, Laura, wouldn’t that be a bit naughty?”

“I’ve said I don’t...”

“No, I don’t think you follow. What happens to naughty girls?”

“They get smacked,” said Adam, a big smile forming on his face.

“So they do, Adam!” said Gerri, with mock surprise in her voice. “What do you say, Laura? Would you like to be spanked?”

“Who’d do it?” asked Laura quietly.

“You choose.”

Laura’s mind wandered back to how she had felt just a few days earlier when Gerri had untied her hair. She remembered her smell, her fingers in her hair and her warm breath on her cheek. She remembered that feeling in her stomach.

“Gerri, please,” said Laura, her voice barely a whisper.

Laura’s heart was pounding now, and for the first time that evening she noticed the dampness between her legs.

Gerri edged along the sofa and put one arm around Laura’s shoulder, her other hand resting on her leg. Slowly she moved her mouth towards Laura’s pink, moist, lips. It felt like an eternity for Laura as she waited for their lips to connect. She could smell Gerri’s delicately scented breath as she held her mouth less than an inch from her own. It was as if Gerri was savoring the moment, enjoying teasing herself. And then their lips connected, softly at first. Laura felt a tingle in her stomach and groin, and parted her lips to allow Gerri’s tongue to enter her mouth. Laura put her arms around Gerri and held her tight while the woman kissed her with a sensuality she had never experienced.

Slowly they pulled apart, breathless. Adam had been watching with a broad smile on his face and a firm hand on his bulging crotch. Gerri beckoned him forward with a wiggle of her index finger. As he approached, she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zip before reaching into his boxers and pulling out an enormous cock.

“Now my naughty little friend, on your knees. It’s time for you to have your smacks.”

Laura did as she was instructed, only to find Adam’s erect penis, grasped in Gerri’s hand, being waved in front of her face.

“Stick this in your mouth you naughty girl,” said Gerri, “Adam wants some fun as well you know!”

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Laura opened her mouth to receive the cock and heard Adam give a little moan as the head slid over her lips and onto her tongue. Gently, he began to move his hips, slowly fucking Laura’s gaping mouth.

Meanwhile, as Laura knelt, she felt her skirt being lifted.

“Mmm, these are pretty,” commented Gerri as she ran her hand over Laura’s baby-pink knickers. “And look as this big damp patch! You’d like this, Adam. Now Laura, don’t mind me, but...” Before Laura knew what was happening the gusset of her panties had been pulled to one side while Gerri inserted two fingers into her dripping cunt. She moved her fingers in and out a couple of times, generating delicious squelching noises, before pulling out her wet fingers and putting them into Adam’s mouth.

Laura continued to suck on Adam’s cock, astonished that this man had tasted her cunt juices without her being asked. The thought sent waves of delight though her loins, while she could tell Adam had enjoyed the experience because she felt a spasm run through his penis. Laura suddenly felt Gerri back inside her pussy, fingering deeply, seeking out more juices. This time the wet fingers went straight into Gerri’s mouth where she licked them clean.

“God, Laura, you’ve a tasty cunt. But look at you, bent over, letting a woman finger fuck you, while you suck knob. You are a naughty girl and it’s time to show you what happens to dirty girls like you.”

With that, Gerri pulled Laura’s panties down round her knees and over her feet before handing the sopping garment to Adam. He buried his face in the sweet smelling material as Gerri delivered her first smack. It stung, and Laura flinched, Adam’s cock bouncing out of her mouth and nestling on the side of her face. The second smack was harder and caused a sharp tingle to spread over Laura’s bottom.

“Hard enough, you dirty bitch?” laughed Gerri.

“No,” came her gasping reply, “really hurt me next time.”

“Anything to oblige,” and Gerri brought her hand down with real speed and force this time, a red mark appearing immediately where it impacted.

Laura squealed, grabbed Adam’s cock and shoved it back in her mouth, sucking harder than ever. Another smack sent a streak of pleasurable fire though Laura’s whole body. Gerri moved around to where Adam stood and pulled his cock from Laura’s mouth, wanking it furiously. Adam groaned and his cock twitched. This was the signal Gerri had waited for and she pushed it back into Laura’s mouth as waves of hot spunk cascaded over her tongue and down her throat.

Gerri then put the cock in her own mouth, sucking hard, determined to squeeze out some spunk for herself.

The two girls grinned at each other, both with gobs of Adam’s mess on their lips and teeth. They gave each other a deep kiss, cleaning each other as they did so.

“Fancy some more smacks?” asked Gerri.

“Definitely!” came the reply.

“Adam, it’s you turn to do the honors,” said Gerri as she pulled off her own wet panties and got on her knees next to Laura. Now do us both good and hard and don’t dare stop until we are begging you to!”

Adam landed the first couple of smacks and the girls squealed with delight.

“Oh, I forgot to tell you my secret,” whispered Gerri leaning towards Laura. “Mrs Grayson’s taken early retirement and you’ve got her job!”

Laura squealed loudly. And this time it was nothing to do with being smacked.