Mr. Gordon is the second Assistant Manager of an electronics firm in Baton Rouge and spends his whole work day taking shit from clients, superiors and subordinates as he handles accounts.
When he gets home at night he is in no mood to listen to complaining and crap from anyone. Least of all his wife, Linda.
So one hot day last summer he came home to a house that smelled like a cat box that needed emptying, and a bitchy woman who started in as soon as he walked through the door. Something just snapped.
His wife started complaining about him not leaving her enough on the credit card to pay the cable bill or for the new microwave she wanted. Mr.Gordon looked about, then picked up the fly swatter laying nearby and started spanking her ass with it. She pushed him away and told him to stop, calling him an “asshole” in the process.
That did it !
Ever since I was a little kid, my dad kept a paddle painted green with holes drilled in it, which he said always gave it a little more “sting”. When I asked him what it was for he said, “Discipline, son, a man has to keep his wife in line!”
Many were the nights I could hear him paddling mom when he thought I was asleep. She would put up an awful fuss as he paddled her and sometimes I would creep to their bedroom door and peer through the keyhole to see my mother across his lap, completely naked with her tits hanging down, getting her big bare bottom turned a bright red!