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Author: The Naughty Gaffer brndtag at mcn.net.
\par Please use \'93Story Comments\'94 in subject line if you send e-mail.
\par Title: Housesitter  
\par Keywords: Mf, sp, sex implied 
\par Summary: A spanking for fun.
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\par }{\insrsid8420938\charrsid10052202 Donnell had asked me to watch his house and his cat while he was on a business trip. He was my next-door-neighbor and I was eigh
teen, so my mom said it was okay. He was supposed to be gone for about a week and he was going to pay me $100 for taking care of the house and the cat.
\par 
\par I had worked hard all week in school and on a report after school, so I was pretty tired by Friday nigh
t. I had gotten an A on the report, though, and I was ahead of all my homework. So I decided I could take Friday night off. Donnell had a VCR and a big-screen TV, but I\rquote d been too busy to try them out. Now I looked through his videos and picked 
\'93Night of the Living Dead.\'94 I\rquote d never seen that one before.
\par 
\par Well, it was a hot night and the movie made me sweat even more. The zombies and the farmhouse and everything \endash  it felt like it was a hundred degrees in the living room. I was just wearing my sleep shirt ove
r panties, but it was still hot. I turned on a fan and stared at the movie. When it was over, I went to put it back and look for something a little lighter. It was a little after midnight and I wanted some playtime before I went to bed. I was using Donnel
l\rquote s bed, a king-size with a down comforter. It was great. I had been having some great fantasies in that bed. I didn\rquote 
t have a boyfriend then, but I would think about Ronnie before we broke up and how he used to kiss my neck and the night I let him kiss my b
reasts. Let him? I helped him. It was fun, even if it was almost the last date we had.  It was different, feeling someone else\rquote s hand on my nipples and he could kiss them. I\rquote m not that much a contortionist. I\rquote m straight A\rquote 
s, in school and in the bra department.
\par 
\par I wasn\rquote t looking for anything in particular when I put the video back. But I saw a couple of videos at the back of the shelf and I took one out.
\par 
\par \'93Naughty Girls and What Happens Next\'94, it said. The picture showed a man about Donnell\rquote s age sitting on a couch \endash 
 not that it was him, of course. A girl who looked about my age, maybe a little older, was lying over his lap. Her skirt was pulled up and his hand was raised above her bottom. Her panties were white with polka dots.  What was that about?
\par 
\par So I put the movie in and it started. Man, that looked like it could hurt!  He chased the girl around the room a couple of times, then she let him catch her and he pulled her over to the couch. Then he\'85and he\'85 and then he was spanking her\'85 and th
en he pulled her panties down and\'85 did people really do that? I mean like grown-ups. Mom hadn\rquote t spanked me for seven years or so, I guess.
\par 
\par It was about the time the guy in the movie turned the girl over in his lap and she sat up and he started to pull her
 top up that a big hand picked up the remote control.  The movie stopped abruptly and I looked up. There was Donnell, all six feet of him.  He was smiling, but somehow he looked kind of stern too. I\rquote 
m only about five-two and about a hundred pounds. Suddenly I felt four feet tall, forty-five pounds and about six instead of eighteen. I was amazed how tall Donnell looked when I was on the couch.
\par 
\par \'93And what are you up to, Lori?\'94 he asked. His voice was deep and I didn\rquote t know if he was amused, angry, or what.
\par 
\par \'93I was, I was just watching a movie,\'94 I said. Why do people always ask something like \'93What are you doing?\'94 or \'93What are you up to?\'94 when they\rquote ve caught you doing something you maybe shouldn\rquote 
t be doing? It was like Mom finding out I\rquote d cut a class for a play rehearsal. \'93Where were you during fifth period?\'94 she asked, like she didn\rquote 
t already pretty much know. Here Donnell was asking what I was up to and I had one hand on my left breast and my other hand was stroking my thigh.
\par 
\par I sing soprano anyway and my voice sounded about one octave above my usual range as I kept trying to find an answer that would work. \'93I found this movie behind the others and I\'85\'94
\par 
\par \'93You thought you\rquote d check it out, didn\rquote t you?\'94 Donnell said. He came around the couch and sat beside me. I pulled my legs up into my shirt, kind of curled on the couch. I figured I\rquote d shown enough charms for now.
\par 
\par \'93Yeah,\'94 I said. What was that look on his face? Donnell was about twenty-seven, I guess. I mean, he was older than me but he wasn\rquote t middle-aged or anything. And he was pretty cute. But he\rquote 
d just caught me watching a dirty movie.  Hey, it was his dirty movie! Who was he to be mad at me? I tried that approach. \'93I didn\rquote t know you had any movies like that.\'94
\par 
\par \'93It\rquote s not like I told you you couldn\rquote t look there or anything, I guess. So what did you think of it?\'94
\par 
\par \'93I don\rquote t know,\'94 I said slowly. I was a little more relaxed now and I let my feet come out from under my shirt.  But I kept the shirt pulled down over my thighs.  \'93It looked kind of weird but\'85\'94
\par 
\par \'93But you kind of liked it, didn\rquote t you?\'94
 Donnell answered.  He pushed a button on the remote and the movie rewound a minute. Then he started it again.  He was glancing at the scene with the girl running around the room and mostly looking at me.  I was looking at the m
ovie and kind of glancing at him.  I think my eyes must have been as big as saucers.
\par 
\par \'93Yeah,\'94 I said when he stopped the movie again.  This time the man on the couch had gotten the girl\rquote s top off. She wasn\rquote t wearing a bra.  She still had shorts and panties on, but they were down on her thighs. \'93
Do people really do stuff like that?\'94 I burst out. I had to know.
\par 
\par \'93Yes, sometimes. I\rquote ve done things like that with a girlfriend or two. Both sides of it.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Both sides of it?\'94 I asked.  He had let a girl spank him? He had the buns for it, for sure.
\par 
\par \'93Yes, both sides. It can feel pretty good. You don\rquote t do it to hurt anyone. Haven\rquote t you tried something with your boyfriend?\'94
\par 
\par \'93No boyfriend right now,\'94 I said. I was staring at the screen again.  They were\'85so that was what might happen when you were done! \'93I didn\rquote t do all that much with him anyway.\'94 Not that I was going to tell Donnell about.
\par 
\par \'93Have you been curious? What a question. You\rquote re eighteen. Either you\rquote re curious or you\rquote ve found out.\'94 He looked at me calmly.
\par 
\par I hope I was looking calmly at him, but I wasn\rquote t feeling all that calm.  \'93Well, curious, sure. I haven\rquote t found out that much.\'94 I gave him a kind of ragged smile.  My heart was doing some major convulsions about then.  Donnell wouldn
\rquote t do anything I didn\rquote t want him to do, I knew. But what did I want him to do? And would he? Was I too young? Did I live too close?  \'93You\rquote ve done the stuff in the movie.\'94
\par 
\par \'93In that part of the movie, yeah.  There\rquote s rougher stuff later on in the movie, but I don\rquote t like it.  I\rquote m just as glad you didn\rquote t find that.\'94 Well, maybe I would find it later.
\par 
\par \'93Did you like doing it?\'94 I asked. I could hear a quiver in my own voice and I moved my legs a little farther out from under my sleep shirt.  Maybe I wanted this, maybe I wanted to be ready to chicken out.
\par 
\par \'93I sure do.\'94 Do, not did.  Maybe he was catching on that I was interested.
\par 
\par \'93How do you do it?\'94 That was a pretty direct question. I hadn\rquote t crossed any line I couldn\rquote t cross back yet, but I was getting closer.
\par 
\par \'93It\rquote s always a kind of a game. I ask if you\rquote ve been naughty, if you\rquote ve been thinking naughty thoughts or skipping homework or something.  By the way, I saw your schoolbooks on the table when I came in.\'94
\par 
\par I\rquote ve played chess.  That was a gambit.  If I wanted to, I could take the bait and go further. Or I could think of something to say that would stop everything. But I wasn\rquote 
t committed yet.  I let my thighs start to show and I leaned against the arm of the couch, a little more relaxed. I could feel my nipples pushing against my shirt and I couldn't help looking down.
\par 
\par \'93Have you tried them out yet?\'94 Donnell asked, looking at me looking at my shirt.  At my nipples.
\par 
\par \'93By myself, mostly.  I let my last boyfriend touch them some.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Did you like it when he touched them? I\rquote m sure you like touching them yourself.\'94 Donnell was looking hard at me now, sometimes my face and sometimes my breasts.
\par 
\par \'93I did like it,\'94 I said.  What would he ask next? And would I answer?  Donnell was looking me up and down now and I saw that his eyes were li
ngering lower down. He was getting the best look he could at my legs and my sleep shirt. I suddenly realized he could see my panty lines through the thin cotton shirt.  I was about half embarrassed and about half excited about that.  Ronnie had wanted to 
put his hand under my pants or my skirt, but I hadn\rquote t let him.  I had kind of wanted to let him, but I had been too scared and embarrassed.  I was still a little scared and embarrassed, but not too much.  If Donnell asked\'85
\par 
\par He didn\rquote t ask. Instead, he moved over on the couch until he was just a couple of inches from me. He didn\rquote t try to touch me. It was like he was saying, \'93Let me see what you want. I just want to do what you want.\'94
  He looked straight in my eyes and I knew he was looking for a message, but I didn\rquote t know what message to send. Or how to send it.
\par 
\par He gave me a better chance. He took one hand, looked at me again, looked up and down my curled-up body with my legs showing and my panty lines and my nipples pressed against thin blue cotton.  Then he said, \'93So you\rquote 
ve been naughty sometimes, I guess.\'94
\par 
\par I swallowed.  How far would I go with this? \'93Yes,\'94 I stammered. \'93Sometimes I\rquote m a naughty girl.\'94
\par 
\par \'93I saw you when I came in, you know. Not just the movie. I saw your hands. You were getting ready to play with yourself.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Yes,\'94 I stammered again. \'93I was going to play with myself.\'94
\par 
\par \'93Only naughty girls look at movies like this and then play with themselves, you know.\'94
\par 
\par \'93I\rquote m sure you\rquote re right,\'94 I said. My voice was a little stronger, but I was shaking some.  My bottom and my thighs had started tingling and I could feel it all the way into my breasts.  They\rquote re small, but they\rquote 
re just as good as if they were big.
\par 
\par \'93What happens to naughty girls, Lori?\'94 he asked as he took my chin and turned my face so I was looking straight in his gray eyes.  Last chance, girl! I said to myself. But I didn\rquote t want a last chance.
\par 
\par \'93They usually get in trouble,\'94 I said. \'93They get punished.\'94
\par 
\par \'93What kind of punishment?\'94 he asked.
\par 
\par \'93They get sp\'85sp\'85spanked.\'94  I had said it. It would be awfully hard to back out now. But somehow I knew I could quit any time if I said it.  But I didn\rquote 
t want to quit. Even a little scared, I wanted to try a spanking.  Not a punishment, but a play spanking from a man.  On my panties. On my bare bottom. After that, maybe, maybe not.
\par 
\par \'93If you know what you deserve, stand up,\'94 Donnell said. I stood up slowly and he held both my hands. He brought me right in front of him where he sat on the couch and looked at me. He was having a good time, all right. So was I.
\par 
\par Donnell pulled me over his lap.  I propped up on my elbows and put my chin in my hands like a pouty little girl.  I even put my feet in the air and crossed my ankle, but Donnell pushed them firmly down.  \'93This is playtime,\'94 he said, \'93
but we have to play the right way.  You have to act like we mean it.\'94 I nodded.
  Donnell did put his hand under my chest and stroke my small breasts for a moment and my nipples stood out even harder than before.  My bottom and my legs and my belly were all tight and tingling.  \'93Are you ready?\'94
 Donnell asked. I nodded and bit my lip.
\par 
\par He slapped his right hand down on my shirt, right on my left cheek. It stung slightly and it made a loud noise. He put the same kind of slap on my right cheek and went back and forth for a minute.  None of them really hurt, just the tiniest edge and they 
had to have that or it wouldn\rquote t have meant anything.  Between slaps he would pause and rub my bottom through the two layers of cotton that covered me.
\par 
\par After about a dozen slaps on my shirt, just when I was starting to feel kind of tickled, I felt his hand
 under the shirt and he pulled it up on my back.  He caressed the line of bare skin between the fold of my shirt and my panties and I loved it.  I could feel it right into my\'85
you know.  He ran one of his fingers around my waistband and inside my leg bands too.  Everything was lit up inside like a Christmas tree.  Then he started again.
\par 
\par Maybe it was the thinness of my panties or maybe he was really slapping a little harder. I sure felt it more, warmer and sharper and really good. The nerves were all worked up and sensitized and he kept them firing by patting me, then spanking, then patti
n
g, then spanking again.  I could feel something else.  Donnell was wearing jeans, but I could still feel a hard, long lump against my belly.  He had a good hard on!  Well, he should. He had a cute girl (if I say so myself) across his lap and he was gettin
g a good look.  His other hand was under my chest again and I was pushing my breasts against it now and then.  I was pretending to whimper, but I really wanted to laugh and moan at the same time.
\par 
\par He did my panties for about five minutes.  When he paused, I looked over my shoulder at him. His eyes were glistening and I felt his erection twitch when I moved a little against it.  I didn\rquote 
t know what I was going to do with that erection, maybe nothing. But I wanted to get a good look at Donnell.  He smiled at me and I smiled back.
\par 
\par \'93Is this what you expected?\'94 he asked.
\par 
\par \'93Pretty much. Are you going to finish?\'94
\par 
\par \'93You mean bare-bottom? I want to, Lori. I want to a lot. Do you want me to?\'94
\par 
\par \'93Yes. I think I need a spanking on my bare bottom.\'94 As I watched over my sho
ulder, Donnell put his hand under my waistband. It was really sexy and my belly pulled tighter than ever as I watched him pull my panties down off my bottom and I felt them pulling down at the same time.  I watched, too, as he put the first couple of span
k
s on my bare skin. Then I looked straight ahead again and put my face down on the sofa cushion under me. He spanked my bare bottom probably twenty or thirty times.  I was rubbing my belly against him harder and my bottom was working up and down. He never 
touched me between my legs, but I could feel how wet I was and then I felt an orgasm coming. I wiggled all over, squeezed my eyes shut, clenched my bottom and gasped for two solid minutes while he spanked me softly and rubbed my bottom.
\par 
\par \'93Oh, wow,\'94 I managed to say. \'93Golly.\'94
\par 
\par \'93That was pretty good,\'94 Donnell agreed. He pulled my panties up, smoothed my shirt over my bottom, and turned me over in his lap.  Then he kissed me and stroked my thighs for a minute. I kissed him back hard and he pulled my top over my head\'85  }{
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