A few years ago, I had just come in from picking some vegetables from our garden, & left the kitchen door open (only the screen door was in place). My wife decided it was too long since my last spanking, so she sat in a kitchen chair, stripped me, & put me over her knee like this. She too, is a big, strong enthusiastic spanker. A couple of minutes into my spanking, the screen door opened, & our next door walked in to save my wife (which she recognized as a spanking taking place). She stopped dead in her tracks, as she took in the scene before her & started to laugh. Both women talked, without my wife missing a beat. My neighbor said she too would like some vegetables, if we had extra. My wife told me to take her out & give her whatever she wanted. I went to get my clothes, but my wife said no. No one else is around, & the garden is pretty secluded, one one should see us out there, so my neighbor marched me out naked. As we walked out to the garden, my neighbor was asking me a lot of questions about my spankings (when did I 1st get spanked, how often do I get spanked, how many women have spanked me, do I like getting spanked...etc). She asked, why I was teasing her, every time I bent over to pick a vegetable, I kept showing her my pink ass. Then she put a foot on the bench we have out there, & put me over her knee, & started spanking me. She noticed, I was starting to get excited & started grilling me. Do you like it when I spank you? Who spanks better, me or your wife? Who spanks harder, me or your wife? How many women know you get spanked? Then she asked, what gets you so excited (as she did a reach around stroking me while she spanked), me spanking you, getting spanked in the great outdoors, or the chance that someone else my see us? Just as I was losing control, I said yes, to all the above, & lay limp over her knee, as she laughed , saying, I thought so. Now I get spanked by her as well. markiee