Cidy’s Tanning

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Felicidy is a modern woman who knows what she wants. Her wants are pretty simple, too – all she wants is a successful business, and a husband who’s authority she can lean on. Having no prospects on the husband front doesn’t deter her from chasing the first part of her dream. However, she finds that running a leatherworking shop, all alone, turns out to be more than she can handle. But when the writing shows up on the wall, so does a mysterious helper. Can she trust him with her shop… and herself?
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Chapter One

“No! No! Sarah! Not fair! No way, Tony, I told you, I am too old for a birthday spa-oof!” Felicidy’s words were cut off as Sarah’s hunky husband hauled her over his solid thighs. It was a Goth club, so Felicidy hoped it was too dark for everyone else to see what he was doing.

“You know you want it, you told me you did!” Sarah laughed so hard she was having difficulty standing up.

“Just relax.” Tony stroked her back with an unexpectedly gentle hand, and Felicidy’s face flushed bright red.

“Oh god. Just? get it over with.” Twisting to glare at her best friend, she snarled at her. “I hope you get one too for embarrassing me. Why couldn’t you two give me my birthday surprise in private?”

“Because this is way more fun.”

Felicidy blew the dark hair out of her eyes and wiggled until she was comfortable.

“Ready?” Tony’s hand was already upraised.

He’ll probably just smack me anyway. So she gave in to the inevitable and nodded. Smack! There it landed, shocking her at first, and then stinging heat.

“Ow! Okay, I’m done, that’s it!” Scrambling backwards, she found herself shoved forward again. Even Tony was chuckling now.

“Sarah said you agreed to a birthday spanking. From me. You’re not a baby.”

Felicidy scowled and wiggled back to her original position. He swatted her again, and the heat was worse this time for being anticipated.

“Ow!” Sarah was sitting back in her chair, grinning like a maniac. Felicidy snarled at her. “You’re enjoying this far too much, you know.”

“Oh, I’m just remembering the times you’ve teased me for getting a spanking.”

Tony shocked her ass with a rapid volley of six more.

“Yeowch! Not fair, not fair! Give me a break here!”

Sarah was cackling. “Do it again, do it again!”

Traitor.

“You okay, Cidy?”

Felicidy growled at her friend. No way am I giving in now. She grit her teeth. “I’m fine.”

Tony centered the volley on her sweet spot this time, and Felicidy howled, forgetting all about the other bar patrons.

Sarah giggled. “That is so awesome. You are going to be so sore on the ride home.”

Felicidy shoved ineffectually at Tony’s leg. “Give me another drink, dammit! I need something to numb my ass!” The crowd that had gathered around them suddenly made itself known in the form of an obnoxious punk directly in her line of vision.

“Ooooh, she said a bad word. Must really need a good spanking now!” I don’t think that punk is old enough for college, never mind beer. Cidy loosed a blue streak at him and the raucous laughter let her know that the crowd was even bigger than she thought. Great. Just great. Tony was laughing pretty hard too by this point, but it didn’t seem to affect his spanking hand. Unfortunately.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Ouch!” For a moment Felicidy contemplated biting his calf, if only to give her burning butt a few moments respite. Are you stupid? Remember what happened to Sarah when she bit Tony during a spanking? A paddle whack for every tooth mark, that’s what. So not worth it. She wriggled some more, trying to angle her bottom away from Tony’s hand.

It wasn’t working. “Ow, ow, ow! Do you ever stop?”

He grinned ? I know you’re grinning, I can hear it in your voice, you bastard ? and answered her. “Only when you get a spank for every year you’ve been alive, sweetheart.”

Felicidy tried to count back. Aren’t we done yet? His hand burned her butt again and again and again, jolting her back to the moment. This time her groan was a little more defeated than defiant. His hot hand stroked her back.

“Good girl, Cidy.” For some inexplicable reason, her resolve melted at his gentle words and touch. It no longer mattered that the younger goth girls and boys were still standing around laughing at her predicament, or that her best friend had gotten her into it. He cares about me. He’s proud of me. She wriggled a little more, settling herself more solidly across his thigh.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, not sure he heard her, not sure she wanted him to, just in case it was misconstrued. The hand left her back and she relaxed, deliberately not tensing. The next six spanks still hurt, but it felt ? nicer, almost. Sarah must have been counting, because she suddenly broke into the Happy Birthday song. As if this whole incident wasn’t humiliating enough. As she belted out the tag to the last line?

“And ma-a-a-ny more!” The two hardest spanks yet landed square on each burning bottom cheek, so fast Felicidy had no time to breathe between, and she gasped, breathless with the blaze of pain. Through the haze she felt herself lifted up, tucked against Tony’s chest. Struggling with the pain and the unexpected emotional response, Felicidy grabbed a fistful of his shirt and pressed it to her trembling mouth. Her breathing still shallow, fighting back tears, she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. Sarah had stood up and was shooing the crowd away.

“Show’s over gents and ladies, let’s dance!” And she led the way onto the floor just as the DJ caught the hint and put on something even more intense than usual – thumping hard and grinding.

“You’re only supposed to give one to grow on, not two.” Her mouth fought to turn down into a teary pout even as she sternly ordered it to turn up in a smile. Her mouth won. She sniffled a little. Tony petted her hair.

“One’s to grow on, two’s for luck.”

Felicidy frowned harder. “I think you’re making that up.”

Tony laughed. “You caught me. I just wanted to make sure your butt was even.”

This time she snickered a little. “Can’t leave me lopsided.”

“No, ma’am. That wouldn’t do at all.”

This time she giggled and scrubbed her face with his shirt. It was a good thing it was already black. “How’s my makeup?”

He shifted her around so he could get a good look and laughed lightly. “You look the part.”

Her eyebrows came together. “What?”

“You are in a Goth club, hun.”

She laughed a little too. Streaky mascara was probably the least of her worries right now. How to get up and face the bar patrons was a bigger one. So was how to ride home in her lumpy seated truck with her butt on fire. It was already sore and aching just from the pressure of sitting on Tony’s leg. Definitely, the black lace-printed thin pants hadn’t done a damn thing to protect her flesh from the spanking.

“You are going to spank Sarah for this, right?”

“Why should I? You got what you wanted for your birthday.” Felicidy glared at him. He grinned back, his black lipstick contrasting with his white teeth, his short black dreadlocks sticking up in all directions.

She tried on a pout. “But it wasn’t supposed to be in public.”

He raised his pierced eyebrows at her. “Did you specify that?”

Felicidy found her cheeks flushing even further. “I thought it was understood.”

“Obviously not.”

Felicidy sighed, and put her head back on his chest. It felt nice. Comforting. Too bad he isn’t polyamorous. She sighed again.

“You going to be all right?” He shifted her back again so he could read her face. It was sweet, but she really just wanted to be held right then.

“Yeah. I’ll be fine.” She smiled. “Thank you, by the way.”

He rubbed her back. “No problem. You’re Sarah’s best friend. I had to help out.”

She quirked an eyebrow at him. “All altruistic, huh?”

He laughed again. “You do have a cute butt.” She ducked her head, face flaming. “It’s very spankable.” He chuckled when she buried her face in his chest again. “You took it like a good girl.” There were those words again. Felicidy bit her lip, trying to keep her belly from turning into a puddle of goo. Sarah threw herself into the chair beside them again. Thank goodness.

“Whew! I love that song.” Felicidy took a deep breath and pushed herself off of Tony’s lap, sitting cautiously on the vinyl bench opposite him.

“Find anyone you want to dance with?”

Sarah shook her head. “Nah. That’s why I came back, got to snag my best dance partner.” She reached out and touched Felicidy’s arm gently. “If you’re done with him, sweetie.”

Felicidy nodded vigorously. “Sure. I’m fine. I’ll be fine. Um, thank you. It was… an experience.” Sarah cackled, so Felicidy put her nose in the air. “I’ve recommended he spank you for making it happen in public, though.” Sarah didn’t stop laughing. “Right now.” Tony was laughing too.

“You’re a firecracker, hun.”

Felicidy grinned at him. “Aren’t you going to do it? Spank her? Now?” She batted her eyelashes and Sarah got up to wiggle her big butt in his face. Tony raised his hand and looked at the black fingerless glove regretfully.

“I think you wore me out, Cidy. I’m going to have to wait until we get home…”

“See! Hah! I knew he wouldn’t do it!” Sarah gloated.

“…so I can use a paddle.” Sarah straightened with a shriek and then clapped a hand over her mouth. Tony held her still a moment longer with a touch on her hip, lifted her skirt, and spanked her hard. Once on each buttock. “So you remember.”

Sarah whirled on him, flustered. “But ? but!”

“We’ll discuss it at home.” He winked at her, and Felicidy wasn’t sure if it was a promise or a threat. Either way, Sarah quieted down really fast in that sweet submissive way no one but Tony had ever been able to induce in her.

“Yes, sir.”

They stayed still a moment, and Felicidy tried to memorize the image. Sarah’s blue and black striped corset, the black fishnet shirt and stockings, the big ruffled skirt, her red hair pulled back in an old-world twist. Tony in his black t-shirt and black jeans, the silver chains and clasps. The complete adoration in Sarah’s face ? the devotion to his one and only in Tony’s. It was enough to make her stomach clench with a potent mix of intense jealousy, shame and alcohol. Oh dammit, not now!

“I think ? I’m going to be sick.” And she ran.

By the time Sarah caught up with her, Felicidy had already emptied her stomach into the toilet in the grungy girl’s bathroom.

“God, I’m so sorry, Cidy. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Felicidy waved her away. “No, no. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt you and Tony.” Sarah stroked her back, and Felicidy felt like the worst kind of woman. “I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m fine. It’s just the alcohol. I’m sorry.” And then she was crying.

“Cidy. You are not fine. We’re taking you home. Up you go.” Sarah hauled her up by her armpits and propped her against the sink. Felicidy stared at herself in the cracked mirror.

“What is wrong with you?” she asked her reflection. Sarah turned on the water.

“Rinse your mouth out. There’s nothing wrong with you.” Felicidy did as she was told, then let Sarah steer her out of the bathroom and out the door. Tony soon came close behind. Felicidy shivered in the cool air of early spring. Half lifting her into their minivan, Tony moved the booster seat out of the way, then fastened Felicidy in before pushing her sideways so she would lay on the bench seat.

“My truck?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll drive it home.” Felicidy started to cry again. What the hell is wrong with me?

Sarah got in the driver’s seat and turned the vehicle on. She waited just a little bit until Tony had the truck running also, and then pulled out.

Felicidy managed to doze during the car ride, because suddenly they were at her home. Shop. Whatever it is. Blinking stupidly at the van’s interior lights, Felicidy let Sarah lead her into the building and up the narrow back stairs. Too soon, they were in her bedroom. It wasn’t much yet ? she’d moved only a month before. But there is a bed. With blankets on it. That counts, right? Sarah pulled some back and Felicidy fell into them. Sarah covered her up again.

“Wait right here.” There it was ? the tone that she used on everyone and everything, except Tony. The tone that brooked absolutely no disobedience. Felicidy waited. Sarah came back with two aspirin, two ibuprofen and two bottles of electrolyte drinks. “Drink at least one tonight.” Felicidy didn’t want to sit up, dizzy as she was, but there was that tone again. She sat up. And took the pills and drank the whole bottle. Her stomach didn’t like the idea much, but it didn’t rebel too horribly. Sarah plunked a bowl and a package of disposable wipes next to the bed. Felicidy looked askance at the wipes. “I always have a pack in the car.” She tucked Felicidy back into the blankets. “If you have to, throw up in the bowl.” She put Felicidy’s phone on her bedside table. “Call me if you need me.”

“Okay. Thank you. I’m sorry.” Sarah paused at the door, and her eyes were bright with merriment.

“Hey, I needed one more thing to tease you about, didn’t I?”

Felicidy smiled. Sarah’s sweet. “Yeah.”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

Felicidy stayed awake until she heard their van drive off, only to find she couldn’t sleep. She kept looking at the clock in the corner that she couldn’t see. It was the only thing of hers on the wall so far. Felicidy wasn’t sure how long she stared at it, but bit by bit the square of moonlight coming through her window illuminated it.

A wrought iron case and old parchment paper face set off the delicate filigreed hands and calligraphic roman numerals. Felicidy thought about Tony. He’s handsome, sweet, loving, and …utterly devoted to Sarah. Which is great! I’m over the moon happy for her. It’s just… just… I guess it’s that I want what she has. I don’t begrudge her… but dammit, why can’t I have that too? She scrunched down in the covers and thought about Sarah ? anything else she could think of to do required getting out of bed.

Friends in high school. Marching band has a funny way of making lots of weird people friends. Sarah played the flute. I played the drums. I wouldn’t have really known her if we didn’t have 3rd period lunch together with a handful of other band geeks. Didn’t talk much during college ? we both went out of state. Different states. Who would have thought we’d meet again, both living in the big city nearest our hometown? At a fetish theater performance, no less. Now that? was awkward. Felicidy giggled when she remembered the way Sarah had shushed her. ‘Don’t call me Sarah, for goodness sake, call me Sapphire!’ ‘Whatever you say, Esmeralda’. Sarah shook her head. ‘You always were a brat.’ Felicidy snorted into the blanket. But then her grin faded as she remembered. She met Tony at the same performance, two years later. After a marriage and three kids, they were even more in love than ever. Me, on the other hand? A series of short, doomed relationships that never amounted to a hill of beans. Ugh. I can’t believe I picked up Grandma’s old saying. She’d tried the polyamory thing for a while, only to realize it wasn’t for her. I like to date lots of people. But if it gets serious with one person? I want to devote to only that one. To adore him. I don’t want to live with lots of them long term. I want one man, who loves only me.

It was a confusing thing to explain to potential boyfriends, so she’d stopped dating. The monogamous ones didn’t want her to date around, while the polyamorous ones didn’t want her to end her other relationships when she got serious with them, and found it utterly hypocritical if she wanted them to end theirs. Lose, lose, lose. Tony’s face floated through her thoughts again. The only man I could ever share? Tony. And the only woman I could ever stand to share him with? Sarah. Unfortunately. Just my luck. Neither of them is into sharing. Felicidy sighed. I just need my own Tony.

But first, I need an employee. It ought to be much easier than finding a boyfriend, right? The thoughts of the brain numbing HR paperwork she’d have to deal with finally bored her to sleep.

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10 reviews for Cidy’s Tanning

  1. Laurel Lasky

    This was a delightful adult version of the shoemaker and the elves. There was a hunky male elf and a pretty woman who is the shoemaker and she makes special shoes and falls behind her orders because she is trying to do it all. She has some close friends who are in a domestic discispline lifestyle. This book has a bit of everything, romance, mystery, fantasy and spanking. A fun read.

  2. Laurel Lasky

    This was a delightful adult version of the shoemaker and the elves. There was a hunky male elf and a pretty woman who is the shoemaker and she makes special shoes and falls behind her orders because she is trying to do it all. She has some close friends who are in a domestic discispline lifestyle. This book has a bit of everything, romance, mystery, fantasy and spanking. A fun read.

  3. SL

    I really enjoyed this book. Cidy is a woman that wants the D/s relationship. She wants to be on her own and do what she loves which is leather work. Her friends are worried about her health mentally and physically when she opens a leather shop. She tends to push herself too much. Like the old stories of Grimm, a mysterious visitor helps her sew her leather work nightly. Who is he? Why does he help her?
    This was a fun read. There was sex without marriage. There were spankings with strap, and hand and belt. It is a love story with a happy ending.

  4. SL

    I really enjoyed this book. Cidy is a woman that wants the D/s relationship. She wants to be on her own and do what she loves which is leather work. Her friends are worried about her health mentally and physically when she opens a leather shop. She tends to push herself too much. Like the old stories of Grimm, a mysterious visitor helps her sew her leather work nightly. Who is he? Why does he help her?
    This was a fun read. There was sex without marriage. There were spankings with strap, and hand and belt. It is a love story with a happy ending.

  5. SH

    Great story that incorporates a fairy tale and it is nicely done! Modern mixed with fantasy made for a fun read! Thoroughly enjoyed it!

  6. SH

    Great story that incorporates a fairy tale and it is nicely done! Modern mixed with fantasy made for a fun read! Thoroughly enjoyed it!

  7. Redrabbitt

    A modern day spin on the Elf and the Shoemaker, but this is the \”hot naked man and the leather-craft business owner.\” Felicidy \”Cidy\” has known since in Junior High that she was crafty and leather wear was something she excelled at. She opens her own shop, but you can only stretch a person so thin and eventually things start falling apart. I love Cidy\’s friends that encourage her in the business, and even her best friend Sarah\’s husband taking her in hand. When strange things start happening at the shop, even Cidy things she is losing. Magical doors as a portal, a naked man who is talented with assembling her leather creation and better yet, giving her the D/s relationship she craves. The story is captivating, the dialogue witty and the spankings plentiful, with a HEA ending.

  8. Redrabbitt

    “A modern day spin on the Elf and the Shoemaker, but this is the “”hot naked man and the leather-craft business owner.”” Felicidy “”Cidy”” has known since in Junior High that she was crafty and leather wear was something she excelled at. She opens her own shop, but you can only stretch a person so thin and eventually things start falling apart. I love Cidy’s friends that encourage her in the business, and even her best friend Sarah’s husband taking her in hand. When strange things start happening at the shop, even Cidy things she is losing. Magical doors as a portal, a naked man who is talented with assembling her leather creation and better yet, giving her the D/s relationship she craves. The story is captivating, the dialogue witty and the spankings plentiful, with a HEA ending.”

  9. Marybeth

    This is a very interesting version of The shoemaker and the elves. First we have Felicidy. She wants a D/s lifestyle, but doesn’t have anyone to take the dominant role for her. So, she borrows her friend Sarah’s husband, Tony. In fact, that’s how the story starts, with Cidy getting a birthday spanking from Tony. There a few times in the story that Tony spanks Cidy for disciplinary reasons as well. Anyways, Cidy owns a shop that designs and sells leather items. She gets behind and one night she leaves the pieces that she has cut on the work bench. When she comes back the next day, the pieces are completed. This continues until one day, she hides out to see who or what is doing the leather work and sees Camaen. Camaen is a full grown adult male. But, he works naked. Camaen and Cidy start talking and eventually, after Cidy does something wrong, they start a disciplinary relationship that eventually turns to more. I enjoyed this book and I give it 4 stars.

  10. Marybeth

    This is a very interesting version of The shoemaker and the elves. First we have Felicidy. She wants a D/s lifestyle, but doesn??t have anyone to take the dominant role for her. So, she borrows her friend Sarah??s husband, Tony. In fact, that??s how the story starts, with Cidy getting a birthday spanking from Tony. There a few times in the story that Tony spanks Cidy for disciplinary reasons as well. Anyways, Cidy owns a shop that designs and sells leather items. She gets behind and one night she leaves the pieces that she has cut on the work bench. When she comes back the next day, the pieces are completed. This continues until one day, she hides out to see who or what is doing the leather work and sees Camaen. Camaen is a full grown adult male. But, he works naked. Camaen and Cidy start talking and eventually, after Cidy does something wrong, they start a disciplinary relationship that eventually turns to more. I enjoyed this book and I give it 4 stars.

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