This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
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Knowing
By
Barrister <Barrister@Assville.Com>
I wasn't there, but some things you know. Like my grandmother knows it's going to rain from the way her knees feel or the cat knows where you've hidden the tuna. Some things you just know.
Christy had gotten spanked last night. Spanked hard. Probably with the belt. Maybe with the hairbrush, too. No, I wasn't there, although I wish I had been. Some things you just know.
I knew it as soon as she walked into homeroom this morning. She was wearing a skirt, a kilt to be precise, with knee socks. Christy almost always wears jeans, or, this time of year, shorts to school. She hates dresses and skirts and won't wear them unless there's some special deal going on and the girls have to dress up. How do I know this? I've sat next to her in homeroom for over three years now. A guy gets to know a few things sitting next to a girl all that time. Besides, I've studied her. I've had a crush on her since the first day of freshman year. I think she knows it, but she's way outta my league and would never let on. I just try to keep from staring too much. But, she always wears a skirt or dress when she's been spanked. I figure it doesn't hurt as much as jeans and shorts might show marks or something. I have no way of knowing, but I'm willing to bet that there's no panties under that kilt. Panties might hurt a lot on a bruised, raw bottom, right?
Then she sat down on that hard, wooden desk seat. It was a dead giveaway. She winced liked she'd sat on a tack or something, then she looked around to see if anyone had noticed. I had, of course, and blushed beet red, as did she as she quickly opened her book and dropped her eyes away. Oh, ya! Christy had had her panties taken down by her Daddy and her bottom had been spanked hard. I just knew it. I sat there with an hard-on as I pictured what it'd be like to see Christy alone with her Daddy, begging him not to spank her as he pulled down her shorts and then her panties, baring what had to be one of the all-time roundest, cutest bottoms in the world. As my mind started my favourite film in my head, I forced myself to cut it out. I was so hard, I was afraid I'd get a wet spot on my tan pants. Tan pants are the worst for showing wet spots and it was bad enough I had a boner, without advertising it to everyone around me. Nope, I'd save that movie for when I was in my room, alone, later.
Christy moved in her chair and gave a little groan.
I wasn't there, but I'd give anything if I could have been.
The End
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Reviews
Pablo <Pablo(dot)Stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
Plain, straight-ahead lasciviousness here, with no airs or graces, and it's carried off with just the right tone: a combination of curiosity, desire and evil satisfaction. Will strike a chord for horny spanko boys, young and old.
Mija <mijita(at)newsguy(dot)com>
The imagined voyeurism of this is good. I could feel the young man sitting in class and watching the girl he's fascinated with, making up a story about her. And there's places where the voice and dialogue are perfect.
Two drunks trying to define kinky. Not entertaining, but the joke was funny.