Butterfly Promises

O dear some tears before bedtime. Adams not a happy chappie
Spanking then sex in this one
Chap 3


The big search had been sparked by an answer phone message left by Nina, enquiring if Em was okay after their misunderstanding.
The house was in darkness when Adam had returned home. Taking into account the length of the bus journey, Emma should have reached home more than an hour ago.
Flipping on his mobile, he punched speed dial and tried to contact his missing wife. When the ringing stopped, he was about to demand where she was and berate her for not waiting for a lift, but an automated voice said, ‘The phone you are calling is switched off. Please try again later.’

Swearing in frustration, he had jumped in the car and headed out to Hanna’s, to see if she had called in there. Hanna was like a second mum to Emma, and if she was still upset at having cross words with Nina, she may have headed there for a shoulder to cry on.
He hid his frustration when that idea was a bust. Trying not to worry Hanna, he made some excuse and played down his concern. He asked her to get Emma to phone him if she turned up .He apologized for disturbing her and left. Trying the phone again, he got the same message. . He rang round her other friends but had no joy.
Driving slowly, he scanned the surrounding streets wondering where the bloody hell she could be. It was dark and raining, and most places were closed this late on. Did she even get on the bus to come home? The rain was bouncing of the windscreen by now, and the dazzle of the street lights and the windscreen wipers made visibility very poor.
It was by sheer chance Adam spotted her at all. He had driven past her on Rose Gardens, because he was looking in the opposite direction. He had caught a glimpse of her in the rear view mirror and hastily found a space to park, . She was totally oblivious as she walked head down along the empty rain swept street. The wind stole his greeting as he called out for her to stop. Completely irritated now, he started to run to catch up. Noticing the change in her posture he guessed she must have become aware of some one following her. He called out against the wind “Emma, Emma, wait up!” He didn’t want her panicking and thinking he was a mugger. When he did catch up with her, the worry he had felt came out as “Thank fuck I’ve found you… you’re bloody soaked… now get in to the car.”

Adam and Emma didn’t say a word to each other on the short ride home. Adam made a called to Tony saying he had found her then turned the heating up on the dash. Emma fidgeted as quietly as she could but was aware how loud the newspaper seemed too rustle. Adam had shoved a copy of the Gazette under her backside when he had unceremoniously put her in the car. He didn’t want the upholstery to get wet. He was never normally a big talker when driving but the silence that stretched between them now was uncomfortable and almost palpable. When they pulled up to the drive Adam went round to the passenger side to let her out and take the bags again. Then with a guiding hand manovered her in to the house. .He told her to hand over her phone and go upstairs to the bathroom.
Putting the phone on charge he gave an exasperated growl before shrugging out of his heavy coat. It pissed him off that he needed to make this point about her phone again. It wasn’t the first time she had been incommunicado because of a low battery.
Taking the stairs two at a time he made his way to the bathroom swinging the door open he stood there with arms folded and eyebrow raised. Regarding her for a moment he said “You need to recharge the battery more often Emma. I’ve been trying to get a hold off you.”
Emma rocked back and forth on her heels, her hair plastered to her face and drips of water trickling and pooling on the slate blue tiles. She was shivering slightly and chewing on her bottom lip in anxiety.
“Stop that it’s a bad habit”
Tasting the coppery tang of blood where she had accidentally nipped the inside of her mouth .that will smart later she thought as she prodded the sensitive area with her tongue. Then in response “Sorry I thought I had, it was working earlier”
“That’s where thought got you” came the crisp reply “Well where you have have been?”
Emma looked up, went to bite her lip again before catching herself. “Nina’s”
“Are you being deliberately obtuse, young lady? I mean after you left Nina’s? “
“Oh I missed the bus and the one after that was running late then I got talking to Mrs Heartnal.”

Adam blinked “who? Then waved off her answer; “never mind. What’s this about a misunderstanding with Nina? Have you two fallen out again? God! You’re like a pair of children at times.”
“We uhm we it uhm she hid the photos and I – It upset me. Not the photos” she quickly pointed out. “But because she hid them”
Looking utterly bewildered Adam said “Photo? What photos?” Deciding it was much easier to show him rather than explain she took them from her trench coat and held them out for him to take.
Adam insides lurched as he looked down at the captured image of Emma and he stood out in the snow. He with his arms wrapped round the then still-growing expanse of her tummy . The little stranger who had re-defined their lives and had the temerity to leave before he got to know him.
Her husband cleared his throat and thrust the photos in his own pocket before saying in brusque tones tinged with a gruff emotion “let’s get you out of those wet clothes and into a bath, before you catch cold.” Emma started to un -braid her plait and looked sadly at Adam’s back as he put the bath on to run for her and added a dollop of almond milk and honey bath foam in the water. So they weren’t going to discuss this? Okay! Well it wasn’t but it had to be because sometimes it was like pulling teeth trying to get Adam to open up. She had lived with him long enough to know when not to push.
As the water level rose in the roll top bath, Em started to strip out of her wet clothes.
‘I didn’t mean to make you worried, Adam. I’m sorry.’ She said as she balanced on one leg and slipped off the sopping wet black jeans, followed by the navy lamb’s wool jumper. Adam nodded in acknowledgement. Emma picked up her clothes and dropped them in the hamper. Now walking around the bathroom in just her knickers, she chattered hoping to break the tension and gave him the edited highlights of her evening; I can’t believe she’s got so many cats. The house was a mess. Adam, the old lady must be over eighty. She should have a home help or something.
Adam let the chatter wash over him .Now he knew she was safe the adrenalin high was ebbing and he was looking forward to their evening.
He stood with his back resting against the door jamb, with his hands stuffed in his pockets, and legs crossed at the ankles making general noises as he listened

There was one detail that was bugging him though “why she on the other side of the road was when he passed her?”
“Emma, how come I missed you on Elm Drive? I should have driven past you there if you had come down by the shops.”
Half turning as she bent down to turn off the taps she said,
“I didn’t go down Elm Drive.”
“No?” Sounding a tad surprised, Adam enquired,
“What route did you take then?”
‘Mmh’ She stretched over and added cold water and whisked up the bubbles with her hand.
In a deceptively soft voice Adam asked again.
“What route did you take, Emma?” Mind you now she had mentioned that the old woman lived near the park it didn’t take a genius to figure it out.
Bloody hellfire did she have no common sense today?
“Did you walk through the park Emma?” Faffing about with the water temperate she missed the sharp look
“Umh yeah I did” Rather stupidly, thinking it would help her cases, she added, “It’s safe enough; I’ve walked through there at night a few times.” Satisfied with the bath water she turned off the tap. Indignantly now Adam came up behind her and gave the command,
“Spread your arms to the far side now”
“What..?” Emma tried to stand back up but Adam had the palm of his hand square in her back. “I said spread your arms to the far side of the bath and brace yourself. He saw the hesitation the desire to refuse.”Now! Don’t test my patience tonight Emma”
Warily she bent her elbows and resting them on the glazed surfaces. Put her forehead in the folds of her arms she braced herself for what came next. It had been a very long time since she had been physically punished. The side of the tub dug uncomfortably in to her hips. Her legs had naturally extended behind her but she found she was now on the balls of her feet.
The weight of Adam’s hand left her as soon as she was settled .Again in that deceptively soft voice he said “ I’ve never taken your for an idiot but you’ve shown a surprising lack of judgment this evening. I’m just sorry it’s come to this.
Emma began to breathe rapidly as Adam steadied her with one hand, and tugged down her knickers with the other; lifting the long handled bath brush he laid the varnished wood against her bum. “Five’s fair don’t you think? ” Already beginning to tremble with emotion, her voice was barely audible as she meekly replied “yes sir”.

“I really hate to do this but I can’t let this incident ride. Love” He swung backs his arm and delivered the first swat to her back side. “Don’t ever –Crack—walk through the park – crack late at night Again!” Three more smacks were delivered in quick succession. Emma yipped and rocked forward every time the brush landed. Stinging heat radiated off her backside as the punishment took effect. Being in such a prone position made her fell very vulnerable. For good measure Adam added “I don’t care if you have done it before” and gave her rosy red bum one more thwack to deliver the message home. Emma had relaxed after five and involuntarily squealed as the sixth caught her by surprise. . The flood of tears that had been threatening to spill all afternoon made talking difficult, as she sobbed out that she was sorry. Adam straightened her up and gave her a stern look. “Don’t do it again young lady”
Emma lowered her gaze and, through hiccupped breaths, apologised to the flat of his chest and made reassurances that she wouldn’t
Still deeply annoyed at how flippant she had been, he thought it best if he went downstairs and gave her some time to think over her actions.
In more measured tones he said,
“Get in your bath. When you’re finished, come downstairs and we will discuss this properly.” When he left Emma sat on the bath mat her arms pulled round herself in a tight embrace feeling reached . It wasn’t often Adam struck her. When he did it was mostly by hand. The tears kept spilling from her eyes. How could she have been so stupid? He was right she had endangered her own well being. Emma stood up on legs shaky as a new foal’s and untangled her knickers from around her ankles before gingerly lowering herself in the bath. The bubbles popping as they made contact with her skin and bawled her eyes out for a good half hour

After calming down sufficiently she dipped under the water to wet her hair and so she could wash it. “ Right” she said to the empty bathroom as she dried off and put on her robe “ let’s go and face the music”. Emma made her way downstairs. She found Adam in his study, looking over blueprints of his latest project. Standing nervously at the door, she picked at the sleeve on her terry-towel housecoat; her long hair still damp was pulled back and loosely held with a clip. She waited with apprehension just by the open door till her husband acknowledged her. Shaking his head at her stupidity, he motioned for her to come in. Emma walked over to his desk with head bowed. Adam turned his attention back to his work and turned to the computer to type
“Okay he was still upset with her” Emma got down on her knees, and pressed her forehead to the carpet. The five minutes he made her wait seemed like a life time.
He hated it when he had to chastise her, they may not live in a hot bed of criminals or murderers, but there were reported sightings of a suspicious man following a school girl home just three weeks ago. That was before it got pitch black, and they hadn’t been walking through the park. He reasoned that being upset earlier at Nina’s must have caused her lapse in judgment.


Seeing his wife’s submissive stance, Adam decided to put finally put out of her misery. The formal apology showed she understood the depths of his concern and that she was truly sorry. “Speak”
Lifting her head slightly so as to be heard she said ‘ I am deeply sorry for my transgression, Sir, and I beg for your forgiveness.’ biting her bottom lip in-between her teeth, she chewed on it till he spoke.


The anger had dissipated now and all he wanted to do was hold her .Bending he hooking his hands under her arms and brought her to her feet.
“Get up, Em.” he said, with tenderness in his voice. “Please don’t do that; you’ll make it bleed again.” Running his thumb over the abrasion he sighed. “What am I to do with you ah?”
Emma shrugged then offered “I don’t know put me in a bag and shake me up I guess?”
Kissing her nose and smiling he said “so that’s the prescribed remedy then is it? Come on lets sit down.”

Gently pulling her towards his office chair, he sat down and tucked her on his lap, with her legs going across his knee, so that she could sit cradled in his arms, and rest her head on his shoulder.
Emma wriggled, trying to get comfortable on her sore bottom and snuggled further into the embrace. She felt warm and secure. Adam absent-mindedly stroked her hair as he murmured into it,
“You’re forgiven, love. Just don’t take risks like that again. I love you so much, and don’t want anything to happen to you.”
“Sorry.” came the soft reply.
“I know you are, love.” Adam gave her an indulgent smile, before adding,
“Are you hungry, sweetie? Shall we order our food in now?”

Looking up in to his dark brown eyes, she gave a shy smile and said,
“Yes, please. Could we make it Chinese, though? “
Giving her nose another kiss, your wish is my command fair maiden. Adam held her closer as he stretched across to use the phone. The Lucky Dragon was their usual takeaway. The woman on the phone recognised his voice and said, “Hi, would you like to be placing your usual order?”
After confirming that they would, they were told that the food would be with them in forty minutes.
Emma circled small figure-eight patterns on Adam’s bicep; the one that was wrapped round the front of her waist, keeping her securely on his knee.
The warmth of her and the hypnotic motion set up a warm glow in the man. Adam looked down at his wife and with a toothy grin asked,
“Shall we kill some time before the food gets here?”

Seeing the lust in her husband’s eyes, she coyly replied,
“Maybe, depends what you have in mind”. Tilting her head up, Adam bent his head further and captured her bottom lip in-between his. The kiss started off chaste, but then he parted her lips with his tongue and claimed her mouth more fully, his tongue massaging hers as he slipped his hand in to the folds of her robe. He palmed her pert, firm breasts till the nipples hardened under his ministration. Little gasps of pleasure accompanied the sound of their hungry mouths. Adam broke contact first, and drew in breath. Em gave a whimper of lust, and pressed her lips forward. Capturing her chin lightly, he stroked the contours of her face, drawing his thumb across her swollen, kissed lips. His other arm was firmly behind her and she was balanced evenly on his knee.
Em drew the thumb into her mouth and sucked on the pad, right down to the second joint.
Adam’s erection, pressed firmly into her hip, told her he was just as turned on as she.
Replacing his mouth where his hand had been, he open her dressing gown fully, taking in the swell of her breasts, trailing his palm down her rib cage, then across and down her stomach, and eventually combing his fingers through the silky black pubic hair
Breaking the kiss again he mouthed in to her ear,
“Lean back more, I’ve got you, and spread your legs wider.” The husky delivery and the near horizontal angle that she found her herself to be in sent shivers of anticipation down her spine, straight to her core. The wet heat of her sex pulsed as Adam fondled her nether lips, drawing his thumb around the hood of her clitoris, not quite applying direct pressure. It was a long slow tease building up the anticipation.
Emma leant her head back even further dipping it lower. The rush of blood flowing to her head made her dizzy and giddy as her orgasm continued to build.
“Don’t hold back, my love. Let me know how much you want this.” Still with her eyes closed, Emma arched her hips further and started a litany of “Yes, yes please Sir! Harder, Sir, Yeah, just there. Please don’t stop.” She was so slick with her own juices, the musky odour scented the air. The hitching breath and the loud, pent up cry signalled that her orgasm was cresting. Adam added his own grunts of appreciation as she bucked frantically against him, trying to wring every last moment out of the sweet contact. Not even giving her overly sensitive body a chance to calm down, he inserted three fingers into her opening, and thrust harder and harder until she came, pleading for him to stop because it felt so wonderful.
Knowing he had satisfied her well, he sat her upright and let her get her bearings again.
His passion was still burning as strongly as when they first started, if not harder. He prided himself on his self-control. It made the reward even sweeter. The bulge at his crotch made the fabric of his trousers strain. Emma glanced down and ran her fingers nimbly down the fly undoing the buttons and unfettering his cock. Sliding off his lap she turned to face him. Using his shoulders as support, she straddled his lap and eased herself down on his phallus, glad that he had stretched her beforehand as she took his length in finely, sliding down all the way to the hilt. Adam hissed his pleasure as he was fully sheathed inside her. Arms around her back and cupping her arse, he set the pace by rocking her back and forth. He buried his head in her tits as she rode his shaft. God, how he loved this woman! His woman! His! Her vagina muscles clenched and spasamed around his penis .The delirious look and the way her throat worked as she made the most plaintive of mews was like quick silver. His blood pounded in his ears as his world narrowed to this act of pure love. Canting his hips faster he felt his balls begin to draw up and with a hoarce cry pulled her tighter as he climaxed. Never wanting to let her go. He couldn’t lose her. She was his world

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The quick shower they had before the food arrived was cleansing in more ways than one. He mapped every inch of her body with his hands as he patted her dry with the towel. Then kneeling he placed small kisses on her bruised flesh and worked in cream that would help take out the heat in her bottom. On impulse he turned her round and traced the line of her caesarean scar with the tip of his fingers. Emma held her breath waiting for him to speak . She ran her hands through his hair . To Adam it felt like a benediction . He was just on the cusp of uttering his thought when the door bell rang. Emma squeezed her eyes shut and a ragged breath escaped her lips. Standing up quickly, Adam pulled on his clothes. “ That will be the food” and just like that the moment was gone .
Emma put her robe on and stood looking out towards the hall wondering . “What am I to do with you love?”
She had the absurd image of putting him in a bag and shaking him up.

Thank you for reading. My lovely Beta Tal has been great at editing any mistakes here are mine.
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