Window (m/f story)

Judy had been struggling for about five minutes before she finally got the window up, and she had to wipe her sweaty hands on her shirt before she climbed through it. That window had always been troublesome, but no one had ever bothered to fix it. Finally I'm in, she told herself as she scanned the room. Now, to find out where he'd hidden his homework.

Ryan was Judy's neighbour, and they'd been in the same class in school all their life. He had a better head for maths than she had, but had refused to allow her to copy his homework. "I'm not taking the chance," he'd said. "This assignment is important, and if they find out we cheated…"

When she'd pointed out that if he didn't help her, SHE'D fail, he had ignored her.

She looked at her watch. He'd been gone a few minutes, and she knew that he was going to the store. Ten minutes there, ten minutes back, and however long it took to actually do the shopping... she had at least twenty minutes – more than enough. Better keep one eye on the watch, though. Being caught sneaking into his room would be very embarrassing, and he'd hide his homework better in the future. She wanted to avoid that.

She opened a few drawers, grinning to herself as she found something in one of them. A diary. Not what she came for, but interesting, nonetheless. She picked it up, hoping for a few juicy secrets, but found nothing worth repeating.

A small wooden ruler in another drawer. Not too interesting. What next?

She saw his wallet on the table, and briefly thought about taking a couple of pounds, to punish him for not helping her. In the end, she decided against. She wasn't a thief, she told herself. The fact that she had broken into his room to steal his homework didn't matter.

She looked around. She'd checked every drawer. Could it still be in his backpack? She opened it, searching through it, but fruitlessly. She took another look around the room. Next to his writing desk, perhaps?

Suddenly, she heard footsteps through the house. Ryan had returned. But why? He'd only been gone a few minutes! Abort mission, she told herself as she ran silently over to the window. He was almost to the door as she stepped over, diving out the window...

...But as she was halfway through, she must have nudged it, and the tired old window gave out, slamming down. She gasped as the window crashed down on her back, pushing all the air out her lungs. She tried to move, but found herself stuck. She realized to her embarrassment that she would need help to get away.

She heard the door open, and a short pause before he whistled. "This room certainly got a lot more decorative while I was away," he said, and she blushed as she realized that her rear end was poking out at him. "Judy, I presume? Trying to steal my homework again?" He tutted. "You should have known better than to try going through that window. It's not safe."

"What are you doing back already? Weren't you going to the store?" she said, trying her best to sound more dignified than she felt.

"I was, but I discovered I'd forgotten my wallet. But if I hadn't, I wouldn't have had this view, so it all worked out."

"Are you going to help me, or are you going to stand there staring?" she snapped.

"Stand here staring," he replied. "Or maybe I'll do something else." She heard him open a drawer. "I'm sick of you stealing my homework, Judy. Why can't you just WORK for your grade, like the rest of us do?"

Suddenly, a sharp sting to her left cheek, which caused her to cry out, was followed by a similar sting in her right cheek. "Ow! What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm spanking you," he explained patiently. "I have a wooden ruler perfect for the job. And you have no idea how tempting a target you are right now."

The ruler fell on the seat of her shorts again and again, causing her to squirm as the sting. She kicked her legs, trying to get loose, but she was still stuck. "Ouch! I'll have your head for this, you bastard!"

"Bastard?" he replied, stopping. "Your attitude is still a problem, but I think this might to the trick." She gasped as she felt him undoing the button on her shorts, pulling them – and her panties – down to her knees. She tried to resist, but in vain.

Her bare bottom was poking out for him to see, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Are you learning your lesson?" he said as he continued spanking her. "Are you going to stop stealing from me?"

The pain was getting unbearable, and she tried to kick her legs, but the shorts around her ankles kept them in place. She could feel the tears gathering in her eyes. "Ow! Please let me go, I'll do anything!"

"See, that's a better attitude," he said. He pulled her shorts and panties back up, and helped her get loose. As she stood on the floor of his bedroom, he stared as strictly as he could at her. "I meant what I said, Judy. You need to start doing your own homework." He gave her bottom a swift smack, causing her to grimace; her rear end was stinging like crazy already.

As she stood in her bedroom, studying her pink bottom in the mirror, Judy was making her plans. Their friendship wasn't over, they'd been through too much for that (not to admit that he did have a point; she had tried to steal from him), but she was going to make him pay for what he did to her butt.