Hannah's first spank

After one false start, they’d final arranged to meet at The Shoulder of Mutton pub and restaurant. After probably more than a year of chatting on the internet they were finally meeting. Hannah parked her car in the only available spot at the back of the dark car park underneath some tall trees and made her way into the pub. She wondered if John was as nervous as she was, she thought he probably was, he was quite a bit older than her but they’d enjoyed themselves so much online that she hoped they’d like each other now, meeting on neutral ground and consoling herself that if he wasn’t what she thought she could still make a swift exit. She needn’t have worried, they got on like a house on fire, she loved her submissive side and John could be quite dominant when he wanted to be, they’d discussed some of the things they both liked, things they’d try another time if tonight went well. Through out the evening there was much laughing, hands reaching across the dining table, touching fingers, knowing they would be good together.
All too soon for both of them the evening was at an end, glancing round they saw that they were the last to leave, John paid the bill and taking her by the hand walked her to her car. Shuffling her feet Hannah didn’t quite know how to say goodbye, so with a deep breath she put her arms around his neck and as if it was something they’d done a thousand times before their lips met in a long kiss. Coming up for air and feeling just a little embarrassed she looked up at him, I’d better go she said, turning to her car. Oh no you don’t, not so fast said John and holding her by the hips nuzzled into her neck then whispering in her ear he said I think there’s something we’d both like. She could feel his hands on the waist of her jeans, his hands unbuttoning them, the sound of the zip going down, they’d talked about this but never in such an exposed place even though it was pitch black. She felt her heart thumping knowing her submissive side was going to let him do what they both wanted, her pussy instantly getting wet. Putting her hands against the car, breathing heavily she waited for what was about to happen, the thing she’d dreamed of trying with him. John’s hands gripped the waist of her jeans, she felt him pulling them down around her thighs, her panties following close behind, stick you bottom out he instructed, she did as he told her, waiting….then that first spank, followed by several more, just how she’d imagined it would be, knowing what else she wanted him to do to her. Do you want it he asked, she nodded, both of them knowing what he was asking about, not trusting her voice to answer him aloud. She heard the buckle of his belt being undone, the jingle as he pulled it loose from the belt loops on his trousers. Ready he asked, nodding again she braced herself, the slap of the leather made her jump, god how it hurt but still she wanted more….harder she whispered and John duly obliged, six more before she cried enough, her bottom feeling like it was on fire, feeling his hands following the weals where his belt had struck. His hand slipped between her cheeks, a hand gently searching out her pussy, cupping it then slipping his finger inside somehow managing rubbing her clitoris with his thumb at the same time, within a minute her legs turned to jelly as her orgasm hit her and she would have fallen to the floor if he hadn’t held her up and she knew this wouldn’t be the last time they’d meet to explore the Dom/sub side of their relationship, now this secret side of her fantasy had been released!