Yes, I am an Oddball.

Hi all, sorry it took me so long to continue the DDlg Wednesday story. Three weeks of back to back work travel has thrown a wrench in my routine and I can't promise that it will get better. Now back to the story... After corner time was up Jack led Emily down to the kitchen and told her sit on the hard bench so they could eat breakfast. She motioned to one of the cushioned chairs at the end of the table but Jack placed her food at the bench and told her that it would be her seat at meal times while they were playing. "But Daddy..." she started touching her very red bare bottom. "I know you have a sore bottom baby but this is your spot. If you behave you won't have to worry about where you sit, will you?" Emily started to protest again but Jack took her by the arm and asked "Do you need to go back over my knee or are you going to be a good little girl and sit where I tell you?" Emily pushed her lower lip out into a pout but said "I...

As always...terrible grammar but you get the idea. Emily was looking forward to an uneventful Tuesday, her work schedule was clear and Jake had plans to watch the game with friends.  Emily was looking forward to grabbing Chinese take out for dinner and flopping in front of Netflix. Gilmore Girls or something equally mind numbing. She hadn’t had any “me” time since Jake’s last boys night over a month ago.   It should have been an easy day but by noon she was on the verge of tears, by 1 she was thinking about escaping to the closest tropical beach. Tuesday turned into the day that wouldn’t end and it was well past 9 by the time she pulled into the driveway. Days like today she hated being a grown up. As much as she loved Jake, she was glad he was out enjoying himself. She knew she wouldn’t be very good company tonight. A night to herself to unwind was exactly what she needed. She sometimes wished Jake and his friends had weekly guys nights, not that she would tell him...

Jake ran the back of his hand up her thigh then oh so slowly glided his forefinger along the slit between her pussy lips, back and fourth, over and over, unhurried.  Emily's breathing was ragged now, her legs were shaking. She wanted him to open the lips, and play with her clit. Jake knew that but he was enjoying the show. She had no idea how long he had wanted to take control like this. How often he had imagined making her his slave. He had given up on the idea, she had made it clear from the start that she was not a kinky girl. It was the one way she wasn't perfect for him So he had let it go, the "normal" sex they had was great anyway. Tonight though, was going to be so much better. He wanted to make her want this, so far it was working. He quickly pressed his finger between her lips, she was so, so wet. He quickly flicked his finger over her swollen clit. Emily gasped and let out a whimper, without thinking she grabbed his shoulders.  Jake smiled, "Hands ...