Tami had been a bad girl, and she knew it. Just waiting for Mark to come home and find out raised her blood pressure with both fear and arousal.

Mark had told her to not to touch his golf clubs, but the thought of the clubs felt powerful, somehow. Tami had taken them out in the back yard and had picked up the biggest one, a Bertha or something. She swung it, enjoying the feeling of her full breasts swinging on their own beneath Mark's large sweatshirt she was wearing. But she got too close to the patio table, and the club hit it, bending the shaft.

Now waiting inside, anticipation was taking over her body. her nipples were hard, and sweat beaded on her lips, down her chest between her breasts, and down her blonde pussy hair to mix with her own juices there, flowing in anticipation. Tami was not a small girl. At 5'6" and 125 lbs and with her 36 D cups, she nonetheless felt like a helpless little girl waiting Mark to arrive

Her heart lurched as she could hear his car pull in. She had put the club on the front porch, not trying to hide it., ready and willing to take her punishment . She heard the door open then close, then his footsteps coming up the front walk. They paused at the front door, and there was silence. Her heart started pounding louder and louder in her chest as she waited. Finally he opened the door.

Mark stood there holding the club. A little balding, and perhaps a little overweight, yet there was no doubt that Mark was a powerful man, used to getting his own way. His eyes blazed as he faced her, holding the club aloft, it's bent shaft impotent, unable to perform as it should.

Mark didn't say a word. He came over to Tami sitting on the couch and placed the club head on her lap. Tami gasped at the touch of the metal head. He slid the head between her legs, then lifted up, letting her know she needed to stand. Tami got up and looked into his eyes, dreading and needing at the same time what was to come.

Mark didn't say a word. With the club head, he hooked her shorts and took them to the floor. Tami's eyes dilated and a soft moan escaped her lips. Mark let the club drop and took the back of her neck in his hand as he sat down, and placed her face down over his lap. Her ass stuck up, screaming for attention. She could feel his belt buckle digging into her stomach. She wanted to shift her position, but she didn't dare.

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