 Title: Joe's Tale The rain fell steadily in a miserable gray downpour. The whole day had been one soggy mess. Joe's cab had been constantly filled and emptied by wet, impatient people whose lives had been disrupted by the constant rain. He really couldn't blame them for being agitated. He was lucky enough to stay dry and warm inside his motorized office all day. As his shift drew to an end, he rolled his head from side to side to loosen the knots in his neck. Tips had been great, Joe had a way of bringing a smile to the grouchiest of customers. His sense of humor and kind demeanor were always appreciated. But there had barely even been a break for lunch and he was worn out. Joe sighed as he heard another rumble of thunder and knew there was no end in sight. He thought back to happier rainy days he had spent with the woman in his life. Rainy days spent cuddled under a comforter in their four poster bed. Lianne had been the love he had always dreamed of. They understood each other perfectly. Sometimes he felt she could read his mind. They shared many of the same interests, books, and favorite music. She totally understood his need to be the dominant member of their partnering. He understood her need to relinquish control to someone else and be held accountable when she broke the rules they had set up. They both understood their need and desire for spanking as a sensual, intimate activity. Nothing was as erotic as watching her lovely skin turn pink under his hand as she moaned softly in growing desire. The first time Joe had spanked Lianne in a disciplinary form for rude and sarcastic behavior she had resisted the whole experience until her submissive nature finally got the best of her and she broke down. They had held each other and discussed what had happened, what it meant, and whether she was willing to have it happen again. She was more than willing, she had admitted through tear filled eyes that she needed the correction and his control. Lianne had yielded to Joe's authority more willingly at sometimes than at others. She was a strong and very determined woman. At times it was a matter of discovering what would wear out first....his hand or her determination. Her determination never quite made it. Joe was very set on the idea that bad girls get spanked. But she was always sorry for doing wrong, always thanked him for caring enough to set her straight(even if she couldn't sit for a day or two). And he always rediscovered how much he loved her when he comforted and reassured her after each spanking. Sometimes it felt as if those moments after discipline was concluded and their two hearts reconnected were some of the most amazing times in their relationship. Tears clouded Joe's vision. Lianne had been gone for two years now, taken suddenly by a stroke. It still hurt like hell to think about it, as though it had happened yesterday. And since that time there had really not been anyone else. When he did go out on a rare date all he could see in his mind were Lianne's warm brown eyes and slightly crooked smile. He saw the light brown hair he loved to run his hands through. The women he dated were always interested in going out again. Joe was good natured, kind, and always a gentleman. He was also tall, broad shouldered, with curly dark hair, and very dark brown eyes that were quite beautiful. When he laughed it was impossible not to at least smile. His laugh sounded like it came all the way from his toes. And though he was very sweet and kind in turning them down he never had the heart for a second date. Joe shook off his reverie and swiped impatiently at his eyes as he drove down he wet, city street. Up ahead a well dressed woman was signaling frantically to get his attention. Though she held an umbrella her feet were wet past her ankles from standing in the rain trying to get a cab. He looked down and realized he had forgotten to flip his off duty switch. Well, he was fair game and besides one more fare wouldn't kill him. It just wouldn't be right to leave the lady standing there. He pulled over and opened the back door for her. His smile was warm and engaging, "Sure is a nasty day isn't it". She got in, shook her umbrella outside the cab, and slammed the door shut. Before Joe could say another word the woman blasted him with, "Well its about time, I have never seen a ruder, more inconsiderate group than cab drivers." Joe sat there open mouthed with shock. Her lovely face was set in angry lines and what he was sure was beautiful auburn hair was straggling into her face. Despite her lovely appearance he wasn't sure whether to ask where she was going or tell her to get out of his cab. ~Valorie Mall |
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