Their drive over to the Provence area of France had been fun. They had spent one night in a motel and driven two eight hour days to get there from England.
Once they had arrived in the village it took a bit of time to find the lakeside holiday complex, which had self- catering cottage accommodation as well as B and B in a large house, but by nightfall they were settled in and John had cooked some steak on the BBQ while Katie unpacked. The bottle of wine they bought the day before did not last long.
That first night they had quickie sex, mainly because they felt they had to at the start their holiday, but they were both tired and neither of them got much pleasure from the coupling.
There were only 4 cottages in the complex so it was quiet and peaceful when they got up early the next morning. The sun was already starting to feel warm.
Katie tidied up the living area of the one level dwelling whilst John drove off to get baguettes and fruit from the local village.
When he got back to the cottage John looked over at the lake and saw his girlfriend on the pier about to take a morning dip. He also noticed the man stood on the porch of a nearby cottage who was staring intently at Katie. The bikini she was wearing was the reason why.
John turned and went in to the cottage with his purchases as she slipped into the water.
Ten minutes later Katie ran in through the door laughing and towelling her hair dry and dripping water from her wet feet and legs standing in the large room that served as both living and dining space, with a studio type open kitchen at one end.
"That was great, she exclaimed, "cold but really refreshing. i love being on holiday. What have you got for us?"
"Just the usual breakfast things. You had better go and shower before you get a chill." John's voice was quiet and frosty.
John turned quickly and pulled Katie towards him by her arm..
"I'll tell you what's up," he growled as he put one foot on a dining chair and forced Katie over his raised knee.
Katie was so surprised that she just lay there limply for a second, dangling with her feet off the ground, but when the spanking started she howled and wriggled.
"Your bare bottom is what's up and so is this hand." He spanked her again, hard, with a slap that resounded round the room and he went on spanking her.
Katie's protests made no difference and the bare cheeks of her bottom were treated to a long fiery spanking.
When John stopped and lifted her back onto her feet he told her that the bikini she was wearing was simply not suitable for this holiday place. It might be OK on a beach but not in the country.
Katie rubbed her bottom to ease the pain and looked up at him with a rueful expression on her face.
"OK, OK. No need to go on at me. I'm on holiday for Christsake."
She stormed off to the bedroom and slammed the door shut . A few seconds later, feeling contrite about what he had done John followed her into the room. She was stood in the doorway to the small bathroom half turned and trying to get a glimpse of her red bottom in the mirror. He went over to take her in his arms and kiss her.
The kiss was returned with passion and Katie pushed him over towards the bed . In a flurry of action she had taken down his shorts and pants and stripped off his top and then pushed him back on the bed.
She jumped on him, licked her fingers quickly to wet her dry vagina and then got astride his cock. They fucked like crazy, rolling around the bed into every conceivable position. When he came before her, she demanded that he get his tongue into action and lick. The cum was still dripping from her lips into his mouth as he flicked his tongue round her clit.
When they were spent they dozed for a while, enjoying their nakedness on the bed in the warmth of their small nest.
Katie got up and stood by the window looking out over the lake.
"You've never spanked me before, " she said ."Not properly anyway."
"I know. I'm sorry." John lay on his back and admired the red tinge of her gloriously spanked bottom.
"Don't be she said, it was nice. A shock, but nice. It shows you care."
"So you had better get dressed and we'll have some breakfast."
"I'm starving," she said, " but I don't know if I can sit down to eat."
She giggled and reached into the suitcase for some panties and a top.
"You had better find a swimsuit in there. No more bikinis."
Despite his instructions to the contrary Katie wore the bikini every morning for the rest of the holiday. The results were predictable.