Three's Company

6. Nap Time

Beth's (Mommy) POV

  Jordan and I sit together quietly admiring our babygirl as she sleeps. It was almost as if a switch went off. One second she's running around the house at top speed and the next she's passed out, snoring softly against Jordan's chest. With a little help from my beautiful wife, I scoop Paisley into my arms and carry her to her bedroom for a nap. She whimpers a little, her hands gripping my shirt tightly as I lay her down. Jordan grabs her paci from the nightstand and slips it between Paisley's slightly parted lips. The little girl immediately calms and sucks gently, allowing me to untangle my shirt from her grasp.

  We tip toe out of her room and close the door gently. I turn for the stairs, but Jordan's fingers slip between mine and she tugs me the opposite direction with a smirk.

  "What are you doing?" I ask curiously once we've reached our bedroom.

  "I wasn't sure if Paisley would nap, but since she is, it's time for your punishment." She says, eyeing me up and down. Even after all these years, her gaze still sends my heart into overdrive.

  "Which is?" I ask nervously. The look in her eye is clouded with lust, but there is a mischevious glint as well. I wonder just how sadistic my wife is feeling at the moment. Sometimes her punishments are more so funishments, while other times not so much.

  "Strip." She orders, ignoring the question, her tone taking on an edge of dominance. It's sexy as hell.

  "Yes ma'am." I smirk and begin undressing. As I step out of the last of my clothes, Jordan walks over and grips my wrists, directing them behind my back, where she ties them tightly together with rope. She trails a perfectly manicured fingernail down my chest, teasing the skin, which at this point is desparate for her touch. Especially after our interruption last night. I'd be lying if I hadn't been thinking about her hands on my body.

  "Good, now come here and bend over the bed." She says while directing my body. My chest and cheek are pressed against the mattress while my ass is in the air and Jordan forcibly spreads my legs further apart. It's a humiliating position and I'm incredibly exposed with very little control over the situation. Which I know is the whole point, I can practically feel Jordan smirking.

  "I thought you said you weren't going to spank me." I say in a cheeky manner.

  "Don't get smart with me, Beth. I'll make sure you can't sit for a week." Jordan retorts quickly. "Besides I have other plans for you..." She says in a menacing manner.

  I shudder feeling her nails tickle along my sides, digging in as she gets to my hips. A loud smack resounds through the room as her palm strikes my right butt cheek.

  "That makes you wet, doesn't it?" She asks, rubbing her thumb over my wet core.

  "Yesss." I moan softly, closing my eyes. She pulls her hand away and I'm aware of her moving around me. I try to listen for what she might be doing, since my position makes it hard to watch her. I have no clue what she's up to.

  Next thing I know, she's naked and laying on the bed. I have to crane my neck to see her, which is getting pretty uncomfortable, pretty fast. It's worth the pain though, Jordan is the definition of beauty. Long tan legs, stretched out mere inches from my face. She wore her hair down today and the blonde waves fall perfectly over her shoulders. The swell of her breasts is enough to have me drooling. She's grown nearly a cup size since she started taking those lactation pills and God her boobs look fucking amazing.

  She watches me watching her with a smirk, before letting her legs fall open. Her most intimate parts on full display, her desire glistening, beckoning to me.