Normally Best Western is has excellent service, but today no one had cleaned my room and now there was no Kleenex. I called the front desk and asked for a box of Kleenex to be sent up to my room and was told that it would be there shortly. It didn’t matter that I had to wait because I was waiting for a call from Z to let me know whether or not she and Herb would be coming to visit with me. While waiting, I checked what I had to wear. I had been on the road for two weeks and had packed a change of clothing for each day. The day’s wear was green trousers and a green shirt. Z’s character at Spank School always wore green and I thought that me showing up wearing all green would be too tacky, so I found a clean unwrinkled brown shirt that seemed good. Then I realized that I had only black shoes and blue socks, and I did want to make a good impression, now I would have to find some other way to impress them. Oh well, nothing I could do so I decided to lie down while waiting for the Kleenex.

Ringggg, Ringggg, "Hello" I said into the phone, "Lurk?" Oh My God, it was Z. My throat tightened, but I managed a weak "yes", Z informed me that she and Herb were just leaving and home. I told her that I would meet them in the lobby. I wanted to be in the lobby when they arrived so I went right down. I was going to meet Z, the inspiration of many fantasies and dreams, I could feel a fluttering in my stomach beginning. God I hoped I didn’t make a fool of myself.

While walking around the lobby keeping an eye out for Z and Herb, I noticed a couple coming in my direction. The woman was tall and shapely like Xena, the TV Warrior Princess. "The man with her must be Hercules" I thought, and looked around for Gabriella. "This is silly" I thought and returned to looking for Z and Herb. As Xena came closer I heard her say something, I diverted my attention to her and she was smiling. I gave her a half smile; you know the smile you flash when you are not sure whether or not the person is looking at you or someone behind you, well, that was what I was feeling. Again, I diverted my attention by to keeping an eye out for Z and Herb. When Xena was even with me, I herd "Lurk?" I looked again and ........Oh God, it was Z and Herb.....it actually WAS Z.

My heart began to race, there was ringing in my ears, butterflies played a game in my stomach. I hoped I could talk, surgery on my vocal cords had left my voice very weak and high pitched, but by practicing exercise I had learned from a speech therapist, I could bring my voice down almost to a male pitch. I had been practicing the exercise all day and was able to speak with lots of quality. Wouldn’t you know it? As soon as I spoke, I realized that all the practice had gone out the window. Z and herb were so nice and polite that they didn’t give any indication that they had noticed.

We moved immediately to the hotel restaurant for desert where Z and I exchanged gifts, mine is hanging on my rearview mirror right now. I love carrot cake but Z order carrot cake and I didn’t want to seem too fawning so I ordered double Dutch chocolate, Herb ordered double Dutch also, we all had coffee. Z was loading her coffee with sugar and creme, and at that moment I think I was in love, when she looked up and caught me staring at her, dang it all, and I wanted to be so cool. It was immediately apparent that Herb and I had the same sense of humor and we hit it off right a way.

After desert, we moved to the lobby where Herb and I began to give Z a hard time. Suddenly she picked up my hand and exclaimed, "oh look what soft hands", then she started to turn the tabled on me by making jokes about my soft hand. I don’t know what made me say it but I blurted out "I can spank for one hour." "Really?" Z chuckled; she turned to Herb and said something then turned to me and asked, "do you want to play?" My tongue became thick, my hearing left me, I remember my mouth opening but have no recollection as to what I said. I remember Z and Herb standing up and me thinking,"Oh no, I’ve said something wrong and they are leaving. My next recollection is of us in a crowded elevator. Everyone was laughing, for some reason, someone must have told a joke. We got off on the ninth floor and I floated to my room.....I...just couldn’t believe it....I was going to spank Z.

In the room I opened my toy bag and laid out the few toys that I have and asked Z if there were any that she was afraid of, she said no so I sat on one of the beds and Z laid across my lap. Herb sat on the other bed and kept an eye on the clock. I spanked lightly in the beginning, as much to warm up my palm as to warm up Z’s bottom. Gradually I increased the intensity of the swats. I’m not sure but I think I heard Z give a little "Ouch" and I thought, "good" and continued to spank harder and harder. After about five minutes of spanking, it was time to raise her mini skirt and lower her black panties. Even though I was spanking her I still couldn’t believe it, it was like a dream..... I expected to wake up any minute as I had done so many times, but no! It was real! All the fantasies and dreams of spanking Z paled in comparison.

All to soon Herb called half-hour, It was as though the spanking had just started, but Z’s bottom was very red so it must have been as Herb said. My hand was so sore I was beginning to believe that Z had been right, but was determined to make the hour. I used a few of the toys but soon went back to using my favorite implement, the hand. Z began to be a brat, occasionally using a profanity and telling me that I was such a mean man, that she had done nothing to be spanked for. The more she bratted the harder I spanked. I really didn’t think my hand would last, but just when I was about to stop, Herb called time by saying that he had to get up early the next day.

Back down in the lobby I told Z that a fantasy had just been fulfilled, to which she replied, "you’re going to wake up and find it was a dream." "I’ll shoot myself if I do," I said, and they walked away hand in hand, with her free hand Z reached back and rubbed her bottom.

Bang! Bang! Bang!, What the?.... huh? Knock, knock, knock! .. What is it? "House keeping sir, your Kleenex."