His wife needed to learn a lesson. Marcus was so frustrated with his new wife that he didn’t know what to do. Shortly after they were married he landed a dream job. His wife could quit if she wanted and stay home. He made more than enough money now and they could live very well off of his salary. After they bought their new house, two new cars, decorated the house, and went on a once in a life time vacation he told her that they would have to say on budget for two months, then he would give her a generous allowance every month and she could use it in which ever way she wanted.
Apparently that was not good enough for her. She blew through all the money in a month. Marcus didn’t know until the finance company called and let him know that he was two months late on not just one, but both of their new cars. He called me and he was beyond pissed. Him and I have been friends since I was little, we are super close, almost like Brother and Sister, and I am his Best Friend. I have never heard him curse so much in all my life. He needed to borrow some money just to make the payments. I told him that we could meet up later on in the day and talk and to just calm down.
Later that night when he showed up at my apartment he looked like hell. They had been fighting since he had gotten home from work. She couldn’t understand that just because he was making all this money why she just couldn’t spend it the way she wanted since there would always be more coming in with the next direct deposit. I had no idea his wife was so stupid. Ha! He told me that he really wanted to teach her a lesson and from now on she would have to ask their accountant for permission to use any money over a certain amount. I told him I could help him teach her a lesson, no problem.
He brought her over the next day, you could tell she had been crying … a lot. She was telling me her side, which was the dumbest shit I have ever heard. I am young, but even I know how to manage money, for Christ sake, this chick is an idiot. I told her I could make her feel so much better and kissed her. Marcus was sitting there and she looked at him and he said, ‘Go on. It is okay.” Before long we were in the bedroom and she was securely tied to my bed, ass up.
Him and I spanked the hell out of her. She was almost screaming, and her ass was turning from a dark red into a purplish hue. Time to move on. Marcus flipped her over, then quickly retied her. I started to gently lash her tits. Not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough for her to whimper and beg and plead every time her skin was hit. Marcus was getting hard. I don’t think he meant too but holy crap was he ever pointing North. By the end Marcus was fucking his now more docile wife as she ate my pussy. We are both pretty sure she learned a very valuable lesson that day.
