I work for a company in town. My immediate supervisor is a great guy. He truly is a "Man's Man". He plays baseball and football on the company's teams and has the body of a true sportsman. He is 47 years old and to look at him, you would think that he was in his mid-thirties. The women in the office all love to be around him as he is handsome and real suave and sophisticated with them. With the guys, Jack has always had a more "locker room" style of interaction. He's quick to pat you on the back, grab you in a bear hug, or playfully smack you on the butt. Jack and I have always gotten along real well. I really like Jack and I know that he likes me.
I never put much meaning into the friendly smacks that Jack would give me as I felt it was just part of his "jock" mentality. I must admit however, that I really liked it when he did! He never smacked me hard, but I always walked away from it with a warm, tingly feeling, that gave me the start of a fierce hard-on. When I would play football with the guys from the office, I would usually be the one the pass the ball, through my legs to Jack. It was a real turn-on to bend over in a pair of tight jeans and have have Jacks hands there, barely touching my ass, waiting for me to hand him the ball. Whenever Jack would walk up to me, when I was waiting there, he'd always playfully pinch me, whack me and say something clever. I was truly turned on by this. I just figured that he didn't know it. One day he told me how, he loved the sight of my ass bending over. Before I could say anything, he added that he liked it, because that would mean we were playing football, and he just loved the game. I quickly turned to him, and said jokingly (with a significant amount of hidden dissappointment) "Gee, and I thought it was my ass that you liked!!"
Silence........
For the first time ever, my hunk of a boss was standing there looking like he didn't know what to say or do. Picture this guy, 5' 10" 165 pounds. He is standing there in an old pair of levi 501 jeans looking like he just walked off of a movie set. "Hank, he said "I hope that I haven't offended you by slapping you butt all the time, but I always had the feeling that you didn't mind and actually enjoyed it."
I stood there, frozen.
I must have grown an instant hard-on, as Jack's eyes went right to my rapidly growing manhood. "Hank, he muttered, "Come here". I walked over and he took my hand and placed it on his jeans. I felt his very hard and full basket. It looked incredible (as it always has) and felt even better. My fantasy for years was that Jack would one day take me over his knee and sensually spank me.
Now, I'm no slouch myself. At 5' 7", I weigh 150 pounds. I wear a size 30 slim Levis 512 jean. That day I had on an old worn pair that had seamsn that were frayed. My ass was perfectly framed in those pants.
Jack then told me that he had been trying to find a way to turn me over his knee for years. He reminded me how once on my birthday, he took the opportunity to playfully whack me once for each year. He didn't need to remind me, as I thought of that time often and got much pleasure from it.
At that moment, Jack reached between my legs and hoisted me up over his shoulder. He walked into the other office with is masculine hand resting firmly on my hard, taute and bubble butt. He took a hard wooden chair and sat down. He turned me over his knee and began to spank me in a loving and sensual way. He never hit me hard. He whacked me slowly and carefully. He stopped the spanking from time to time and played with my ass. He would follow the seam up my ass on the pants. He reached into my pack pockets and then traced the pockets with his fingers. He re-positioned himself from time to time so that my ass was bent in a position that gave him a target. He would switch back and forth from spanking, to pinching to kneading to massaging. It was incredible..
Now, Jack makes sure that a day doesn't pass that I don't get spanked. I still love playing football with Jack, but to be honest, I just love having Jack play with me, especially while I lay over his masculine lap!