My best friend's discipline

My best friend growing up was hot. She was hot. I was not a lesbian, but men looked at her like they wanted to devour her. She was shorter than me with a nice B cup chest, perfect ass and eyes. She was also a bitch. Seriously. If we were not friends, I might have ended up punching her in the face for her nastiness to me and other people. Her problem was she did not know when to shut up. Even with her father. She lived alone with her dad. Her mom and sister had moved out of state a few years earlier and she wanted to stay with her father. He was a decent looking man. Hard working , blue collar man with muscles. He was in construction. His house was always "being worked on" and never finished. I guess that is like a cobbler's kids needing shoes all the time. Anyway, Jessie got mouthy with her dad on the phone when we were at the mall. I shook my head listening to her at the payphone (yes payphones were around then) and heard her dad yell to get her ass home. I was staying at their house while my own mom was out of town so if she was in trouble, I suffered. On the way home she asked me about a guy I was seeing. She wanted explicit details on the sexual stuff he and I had been doing. She knows I love giving head and I told her that I had jacked him off while humping and riding his leg to cum. She asked more questions because she was not a "humper". I explained how it felt and she told me how she masturbates. We were getting close to home but I could CLEARLY see her nipples hard through her thin bra over the conversation. That actually kind of turned me on as well. She then saw her dad's truck in the drive and all thoughts we on getting in trouble again. She told me she did not give a shit if he was mad and he needed to treat her like an adult. I could see this was not going to go well. Jessie went inside first and her dad was leaning on the counter. He had been drinking. Not a ton, but he never drank around us so the three or four beers had given him a buzz. He told Jessie to get in his room now to discuss her mouth and she refused. She called him a drunk and he cracked her across the face. OUCH. She covered the spot with her hand and called him an asshole. I was super uncomfortable and tried to sink into the corner. He did not even acknowledge me. Jessie told her dad she was a grown woman and he needed to treat her that way. The look on his face was of a man possessed. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her down the hall to his room. She was yelling, he was yelling.. it was bad. I walked slowly towards Jessie's room. Her dad's room was right next to it and his door would not close all the way because as I said, it was under construction. I could see right into the room from Jessie's door and thought I should watch to make sure Jessie was ok. I could see the two of them in the mirror on his dresser. They were in a heated argument. Her dad grabbed Jessie and literally yanked her so she was laying over his lap. The front part of her was so far over his lap she actually had to keep her hands on the floor. She was yelling at him to leave her alone and it made him madder. He yanked her uniform skirt up and I swear he ripped her panties off with one movement of his big hands. He started yelling about her being a little bitch and he was going to change that by spanking her the way she should have been all along. Jessie was squirming trying to push herself up and calling him an asshole. WHACK! The first spank came down like thunder. She screamed. He smiled. And so it began. She would yell profanities and he would be infuriated and spank her with an open hand on either cheek. I honestly do not know how many smacks she got. I do know that her ass was bright red. I do know that I thought she had a nice ass and I wanted to actually lick the crack that was exposed. Her father noticed the crack too. He rocked her a bit so she had to spread her legs to stay on his lap. I could see her entire wet pussy now. And it WAS WET. No hair either. Swollen and dripping. I could smell it from the door so I know her dad could smell it. I started to rub myself through my panties, under my skirt. How could he just watch that thing drip? WHACK, WHACK. She squirmed. It was then I noticed her pressing her mound front against his thigh. She was almost humping him! OMG it was so hot. I wanted to yell to him to stick his finger in her pussy. To make her beg to cum. Instead, I ground my mound against the back of my fist and came hard in under two minutes. I do not know if she came. She was crying when he stopped and he told her to get in the shower. She was coming towards her room so I quickly lay down and was pretending to read when she walked in to go shower. She did not want to talk. The shower started and I went back to the door. I was going to go to the downstairs bathroom and touch my wet pussy again. I needed to cum once more thinking of her wetness and squirming under his smacks. Then I looked and saw her dad on his bed naked. He was stroking one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen to date. It was pouring pre cum. Apparently he enjoyed the spanking in the same way Jessie did. He started lifting his hips up and fucking through his fist and I could not wait anymore. I started rubbing my clit inside my panties and heard him moan as he shot cum. It landed on his stomach and he slowly stopped fucking his fist and rested his ass on the bed. I came a second time watching him take the cum on his fingers and lick it off. OMG. Next time I will tell you about what Jessie said after...