The boathouse

The boathouse held nobody but us. Oars were racked. I stood in a plain navy jacket with nothing written on it, and George shut the door. He is my partner. I do not coach him. That morning he had asked in a clear voice. When the boat is up, will you take me over your knee. Your hand only. Then stay with me. I had said yes. We had a word that stops it. He repeated the word back so I would hear it in his mouth. In the boathouse he gave me the yes again, fresh. I want this. I want you to lead. Please.

I sat on the wide bench. I had him bare himself and lay across my lap. The jacket stayed on. My hand stayed open. No belt, no paddle, nothing but the palm we had named. I warmed his skin first, just contact, and I asked once more. Still yes. Still yes, he said. I spanked him with that open hand, measured strokes, enough to sting and pink the skin, and I paused more than once to check. Breath. Color. His voice saying he wanted me to continue. I told him he was taking it because he had asked, and that I wanted it too.

When the heat was enough I stopped and rubbed. He was panting, within what he had requested, not past it. Enough, I asked. Yes, he said. Enough. Please touch my cock. I stood him up, kissed his mouth, and put his hand on my cunt for one breath so he would know I wanted this, then I moved that hand away. I fucked my fist along his cock while the sting settled into warmth. My other hand rested gentle on the pink skin. He asked if he could cum. I said not in my cunt. I said yes to my hand. He finished in my fist, holding my shoulder. I wiped my hand on the towel we had carried down for this on purpose. I told him he had not fucked me, and that the night was the hand we agreed on.

The care started then, not someday later. I pulled him onto the bench beside me and held him. I looked at the skin. Pink and warm, and that was all. I said so, so he would hear me seeing him. He nodded into my neck. Water. I made him drink. I rubbed his back below where my hand had landed, and I kissed his temple. Thank you for trusting me with that. Thank you for doing it, he said. I led because he asked, and then I stayed, which was the rest of what I had promised.