The situation with Madison went about as well as I expected, but I knew we did the right thing by telling her.  Trying to hide it and having her find out on her own at a later date would have just prolonged the agony and created more distrust when she eventually did learn the truth.  I didn’t sleep well that night and when morning came, I was practically a zombie from lack of sleep.  I drank two cups of coffee and showered.  I wanted to see Erik and I wanted to spend time with my best friend, but both of those things required Madison coming to terms with the situation and forgiving me.  I didn’t want to lose either one of them, but I realized it was a possibility—I could actually lose them both.  I couldn’t expect Erik to choose me over his daughter, even if he loved me.  I was off work for the day, so I read through a few news articles on my phone, just letting the misery eat away at me while the day dragged on.  Towards the afternoon, I got a text message from Madison that just simply instructed me to come to her house.  I had no idea what I was walking into when I stepped up to her front door.  Normally, I would have just opened it and went inside, but out of respect for Madison, I knocked.

“Come in.”  Madison opened the door and took a step back.

“Madison, I’m...”  I tried to figure out what to say when I walked in, feeling the need to apologize.

“Don’t.”  She shook her head.  “Just sit down.”

“Okay.”  I looked around the house, but didn’t see a sign of Erik.

“He isn’t here.”  She spoke as if she was reading my mind.  “I asked to speak to you alone.”

“Oh.”  I nodded with understanding and sat down on the couch where I shared my first kiss with Erik.

“I’m really pissed.”  Madison sat down in the chair across from me.  “But I get it.”

“You do?”  I felt a bit of hope as she spoke.

“I had to do some soul searching here, but at the end of it, I realized something.” She sighed and looked at me.  “You’re both amazing people.”

I blinked a couple of times in surprise.  “Thank you?”

“You’ve made some mistakes, but you’ve been my best friend since we were kids.  My father has done nothing but take care of me his whole life.  He put his life on hold just so he could make sure I had a good life.  I’m not one hundred percent on Team Charley-Daddy, that’s what I’m calling it, so you just have to deal with it—but I do understand.”

“Are you like...”  I tried to read her expression. “Fifty percent on Team Charley-Daddy?”

“It’s about ten, but I think I’ll handle it better with time.  I’m not going to be your biggest fan, or ever call you mom, but I’m going to try and live with it.”  She narrowed her eyes at me.  “Never. Ever. Calling. You. Mom.”

“No, that would be weird.”  I shook my head back and forth quickly.

“And if you hurt him...”  She tilted her head with a growl.  “I’ll sneak into your room and stab you in your sleep.”

“I would expect nothing less...”  I nodded and sighed.

***

ERIK AND I TOOK IT light on the public display of affection while Madison was still with us for the break.  We had a brief interlocking of hands or a quick kiss when she wasn’t around, but we acted more like friends than lovers.  I spent more time with Madison than I did Erik, holed up in her room and pretending we were still kids again.  The subject of my relationship with her father rarely came up and when it did, she mostly glossed over it.  She wasn’t quite at the point of acceptance, but I felt like that would come in time.  When the break was finally over and it was time for her to return to school, she hugged us both and told us she loved us.  Watching her leave was as heartbreaking as always, but I was excited to have more alone time with Erik.  We walked into the house and he immediately pulled me in for a kiss.  It felt like forever since I had felt his lips on mine and the fireworks quickly ignited.  When he finally broke from the kiss, my head was spinning and my pussy was already tingling with desire.

“I’m glad we have the house to ourselves again.”  I smiled and started reaching for his belt.  “No offense to Madison.”

“Yeah, I’m not sure how she’ll take it when she graduates and has to move back in, but we’ll deal with that later.”  He nodded and sighed.  “Speaking of graduation, did you get that paperwork turned in for college?”

“No...”  I shook my head.  “I’ve been a little distracted.”

“Charley...”  He put his hands on my shoulders.  “This is serious.  This is your future.”

“I know.”  I nodded.  “I’ll take care of it on Monday, I promise.”

“Good.”  He pulled me close for a hug.  “If you don’t, I might have to give you another spanking—a real one this time.”

“More tickling?”  I leaned in and kissed his ear with a grin on my face.  “I might forget on purpose.”

“There won’t be any tickling.”  He shook his head back and forth.

“Maybe I need a sample...”  I leaned against his ear again.  “For motivation.”

“I think you need more than a sample for proper motivation.”  He reached down and started unbuttoning my jeans. 

Erik hadn’t even hinted at giving me a spanking since my birthday.  We joked about regular spankings, but they never occurred.  The thought of getting another one was a bit exciting.  He pushed my jeans past my hips and then my panties joined them.  His lips glided along my neck, kissing me furiously as he squeezed my ass.  He lifted his hand brought it down with a bit of force, but not enough to hurt, and then squeezed where he had spanked.  The sensation made me immediately start getting even wetter and I knew without a doubt that I wanted him to spank me.  He kissed me for several minutes while he massaged my ass and then finally took me over to the couch.  He sat down quickly and pulled me across his knee, positioning me so that my ass was tilted and in the air.  My jeans were still around my thighs and they didn’t allow me to spread my legs like the last time.  I tried to shuffle them down, but I couldn’t get much friction from the position I was in.  He patted my bottom a few times and then brought his hand down hard.

“Ow!”  I let out a bit of a whimper.

“There won’t be any touching this time.”  He brought his hand down again, but on the opposite side of my bottom.  “Just a good hard spanking.”

“I liked it when you touched me.”  I moved my hips around and tried to work my jeans down my thighs again.

“That was for fun.”  He gave me another smack.  “This is for motivation.”

I quickly learned the difference between the playful birthday spanking I got and the motivational spanking he intended to give me.  His hand came harder, faster; and without the break to play with my pussy, my ass started to sting a lot quicker.  I started squirming after a half dozen of the hard smacks on my bare bottom, but he didn’t slow down.  Even without the stimulation, I still started to get excited.  The way his hand came down on my ass made my pussy buzz and the feeling of losing control made me get wet and horny for more.  After the initial shock and surprise wore off, I felt my pussy quivering each time his hand came down.  When it was removed, I instantly wanted it again, rising up to meet it when it landed.  The stinging got more intense—much more so than the birthday spanking—but it was a bit exhilarating.  I glanced over my shoulder and saw that my ass was already tinted pink and several areas were splotched with a deeper color that was closer to red.  His hand came down again while I was watching and I saw my ass bounce a little before it came down again in the same spot.

“Ouch!”  I let out a moan and kicked my legs slightly as the sting intensified from receiving two hard smacks in the same spot.

“Are you feeling motivated yet?”  He brought down a third in the same spot and then moved to the other side of my ass and gave me three identical ones there.

“A little more motivated than before...”  I squeezed my legs together and moved my hips, trying to satisfy the tingling sensation burning between them and begging for attention.

“You really want your pussy touched, don’t you?”  He slid his hand between the crevice of my ass and let it linger there a centimeter from my pussy.

“Yes!”  I nodded my head quickly.

“Too bad.”  He pulled his hand away and gave me three hard smacks in the center of my ass.  “I’m going to get you good and turned on with this spanking but you’re not going to cum until I’m inside of you.”

“Oh God...”  His firm words made my desire build even more.

“Let me know when you’re motivated enough not to forget to turn in your paperwork on Monday.”  His hand came down again.