Good To Be Home

Written for the Tea Room's August Challenge 

William sighed as he stepped off the bus; all he wanted was to get home. The heat wave that had gripped the city had made tempers short at the office. His light weight suit clung to him as walked from the bus stop home. William's pants rubbed against his bottom reminding him of last night.

Reed had been supportive and patient as William settled into his new position at the bank but Reed's patience had limits. When the tape had tangled in the Braille labeler, William had thrown it in a fit of frustration. That was the point where Reed had taken action. William was surprised at how much a spanking could calm him.

The humidity turned to rain as William continued home. Enjoying the cooling rain, William set his briefcase under the protection of the easement. Lifting his face to the rain, William thought how good it was to be home.

Lost in thought he didn't hear the door open or Reed coming close behind him. William jumped a little when a hand landed not so gently on his ass.

"I couldn't resist. Those wet pants mold your ass so temptingly." Reed's voice said close to William's ear.

With his face still turned to catch the rain, William smiled. Yes, it was good to be home.