This short story is an entry in the 2003 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
Category: Adult
Brenda and Cameron
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Brenda sprawls on the floor opposite Cameron's sister, schoolbooks and papers between them, thirteen-year-olds giggling through their braces. Age seven, Cameron does his best to ignore them.
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"Come on, Cammy," says Brenda, now fifteen. His sister pulls his arm. "We need someone to be the boy." They teach him the dance moves then laugh at his awkwardness. He hates them.
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"Girls are just as nervous as you," Brenda explains. "You can tell her how nervous you are and then talk about it."
"Really?
"Oh, Cammy. You'll learn." She laughs. "I wish I'd known all this when I was fourteen."
They are friends. He fixes her computer. She writes from college -- tips on cool music, clothes.
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Summer at the beach. Brenda is twenty-three, Cameron seventeen. Somehow, he has fallen hopelessly in love with her. She has a boyfriend, of course, and though he sometimes sees girls his age, it is Brenda who he desires, Brenda who he watches with longing as she leaves with her boyfriend in the evening, Brenda whose image hovers through his paltry, solitary spasms of self-consolation each morning and evening.
A gray afternoon. He needs his sister's car for an errand, walks to Brenda's cottage. He sees right away -- no car, no sister. He goes up the walk anyway and, as he has done so many summers over the years, pulls open the screen door and walks in.
Sounds of clapping. No music, just very slow clapping. He walks towards the sound. The back bedroom door is open.
Brenda is across her boyfriend's lap on the bed, her shorts around her ankles, her bared bottom a deep, angry pink. With each smack, Brenda gives a stifled cry, then moans and grinds her hips against the boyfriend's thighs. He stares, frozen. Ten seconds, perhaps fifteen. An eternity.
He hurries away, but they have seen him
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He avoids her the rest of the summer, has a few desultory liaisons with summer girls. His sister says Brenda has gone back to the city, that she and the boyfriend have broken up. He tells himself he doesn't care.
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Late August night. She finds him on the beach, alone. She comes up behind him, gently touches his arm.
"Cammy," she uses his childhood name. "Don't be upset," she says softly. "Please." Silence. "It was okay. Really. It's just ... it's just what we did." She waits. "Can you understand?" Only the sound of waves. "Can you?" she repeats.
He waits a long time, then turns to her.
"I want to do it," he says
"Do it, Cammy?" she asks, puzzled.
"I want to do it too," he repeats. She looks into his eyes. He nods.
An eternity passes. She moves closer, lowers her head, puts her hand gently on his chest. Her breath is warm against his cheek.
"Oh, Cameron," she whispers, "I've been a very bad girl"
The End
© Copyright Bird, 12 June 2003
Reviews
Ted <quixotoes(at)aol(dot)com>
This is an interesting piece, with points for the difficult of writing flash forwards. The writing is a little choppy, and I had to re-read some portions, but I give credit for a composition that could easily have been a good teleplay for its visual quality. I particularly liked the phrase «...desultory liaisons with summer girls.», and, from a male reviewer's point of view, I liked the fact that Brenda, the older one, came crawling back.
justacatfish(at)aol(dot)com
Perhaps this might have some potential as a short story but what I see is more of an outlined idea of a short story. I see several brief snapshots in time with no plot, no significant movement, very little in characterization. To me, this is a so what kind of story. The brother is about to spank his sister. So what? I want to know what makes the people tick. Give me some good characterization and some good story development along with some good craft.
C_bear <teddybearbrat(at)cableone(dot)net>
Oh what a wonderful way and naughty way to learn about spanking...many of us would have loved to get a peek like that and even better when he finds out he gets the chance and they hopefully are together forever. We could all wish to be that lucky and have that much more time, instead of going through a long time waiting and thinking we are all alone. At least we know are aren't weird and aren't alone now :) I can see the making of a wonderful series of stories too. :) I'll be watching