When Olivia arrived in class that Friday, Simon greeted her with a kiss. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Erica staring at them, and Olivia felt a little tinge of pleasure from the look on the girl's face – it was clear that Erica realized that she'd lost the battle for Simon's affection. Not that Simon had ever realized that there was one, of course.
"So, are you two finally dating?" Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow at his friend. Simon nodded. "How did that happen?"
A cold shiver ran down her back as Olivia waited for Simon's reply. At no point had she thought of telling him to lie about that – and Simon, who was an honest person, wouldn't see any reason not to tell the truth. He would calmly inform the class that after she discovered his secret kink, she'd stood in his bedroom in a slutty maid outfit and asked him to spank her, and he'd happily obliged. DOING it had been embarrassing enough for her – but standing here and listening to him tell them all about it? That would be torture! She wanted to give him a subtle wave to keep quiet, but she knew that there was nothing she could do that would penetrate his usual denseness – at least nothing that wouldn't be picked up by everyone else in the room.
Simon thought for a second. "Well, yesterday, she came to my house to play video games, and she told me how she felt. I realized I felt the same." He shrugged. "Not much more to say, really."
Olivia managed to keep her face neutral as she breathed a sigh of relief. What a sweet reinterpretation of events. It turned out Simon could be tactful as well. Who knew? That was an even bigger surprise than discovering that he liked to spank girls.
After school, they headed back to his house. His parents would not be back from their cabin trip until very late, so they sat in the living room chatting and watching TV.
After a while, he smiled at her. "By the way, how is your bottom feeling? I hope I wasn't too hard on you yesterday."
She beamed back. "All healed, thank you." Her impish side made her give him a lustful grin. "Would you like to see?"
"Nah, I believe you," he said, returning his glance to the TV. It took almost a minute before he realized what she'd said. He spun around. "I mean, yes please!"
Olivia stifled a chuckle. Simon had a lot of good qualities, but there was little chance of him being the brains in the relationship.
She tossed her hair and glanced flirtatiously at him as she leaned over his lap. His hand rubbed gently on the seat of her skirt, and she purred softly, pushing her bottom into his palm. Eventually, he raised her skirt, lowering her green cotton panties to reveal a beautiful bare bottom. His fingers explored her curves, and she moaned.
"Hm. There's a few faint marks," he said quietly. "A little bit of pinkness. Not entirely healed, I see." He rested his hand on her bottom, squeezing gently. "Maybe I should spank you for lying to me…"
She licked her lips. Something hard pressed against her belly, causing her to squirm. She had discovered that it was quite exciting to be over his lap.
"Yes, you should," she responded, wriggling her rear enticingly. She considered adding a "Oh no, I'm in trouble! Woe is me," but wasn't entirely sure that Simon would recognize it as sarcasm.
He lifted his hand, giving her a series of hard smacks. She squealed, wriggling around. "You've been a naughty girl," he scolded, rubbing and squeezing her cheeks. "Will you start to behave?"
Olivia shivered. This was not the gentle warmup she'd received yesterday. It was more painful, but also deliciously erotic. This was a new side of Simon, and she wanted to see more of it. "Make me," she demanded.
He gave her another set of hard slaps. His hand moved from cheek to cheek, covering every inch of her posterior. She wriggled and yelped, but she did not protest. A toasty warmth was spreading through her sore cheeks.
She buried her face in the sofa cushion as he continued to spank her soundly. The crisp sound of his hard hand slamming down on her soft flesh rang out in the quiet room, accompanied by her squeals and moans. Soon, she was kicking her legs, and the first whimpers escaped her lips. "Simon, that stings," she sniffled.
Immediately, he paused, resting his hand on her bottom and rubbing it gently. "Would you like to stop?" he asked kindly.
"I'm… I'm not sure," she admitted sheepishly.
"Take your time. There's no rush. If you want to move on to the cuddling, we can," he assured her.
She thought about it. Cuddles sounded heavenly right now, but being over his lap was delightful as well. "A few minutes more," she decided.
"As you wish," he responded, and continued to thrash her bottom.
She squirmed wildly, kicking her legs as her bottom burned. She could feel the tears begin to trickle and tried to fight them back, but to no avail. Why in the world had she asked for more?
Finally, he stopped the spanking, and he rubbed her bottom gently as she cried. Soon, she was curled up in his arms as he kissed her tears away. She smiled blissfully as he cooed gently and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Want to cuddle here on the sofa with me while we watch the rest of the movie?"
She bit her lip. The burning throbbing in her behind was strong, but not as strong as the one in the front. "Actually, there's something else I want even more," she admitted. Deciding that she needed to throw subtlety to the wind and make sure he understood her, she added: "I want you to make love to me."
His eyes widened, and he kissed her passionately. Without another word, he lifted her up and carried her in his arms, moving towards the bedroom that they had spent so many listless hours in…
"So, are you two finally dating?" Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow at his friend. Simon nodded. "How did that happen?"
A cold shiver ran down her back as Olivia waited for Simon's reply. At no point had she thought of telling him to lie about that – and Simon, who was an honest person, wouldn't see any reason not to tell the truth. He would calmly inform the class that after she discovered his secret kink, she'd stood in his bedroom in a slutty maid outfit and asked him to spank her, and he'd happily obliged. DOING it had been embarrassing enough for her – but standing here and listening to him tell them all about it? That would be torture! She wanted to give him a subtle wave to keep quiet, but she knew that there was nothing she could do that would penetrate his usual denseness – at least nothing that wouldn't be picked up by everyone else in the room.
Simon thought for a second. "Well, yesterday, she came to my house to play video games, and she told me how she felt. I realized I felt the same." He shrugged. "Not much more to say, really."
Olivia managed to keep her face neutral as she breathed a sigh of relief. What a sweet reinterpretation of events. It turned out Simon could be tactful as well. Who knew? That was an even bigger surprise than discovering that he liked to spank girls.
After school, they headed back to his house. His parents would not be back from their cabin trip until very late, so they sat in the living room chatting and watching TV.
After a while, he smiled at her. "By the way, how is your bottom feeling? I hope I wasn't too hard on you yesterday."
She beamed back. "All healed, thank you." Her impish side made her give him a lustful grin. "Would you like to see?"
"Nah, I believe you," he said, returning his glance to the TV. It took almost a minute before he realized what she'd said. He spun around. "I mean, yes please!"
Olivia stifled a chuckle. Simon had a lot of good qualities, but there was little chance of him being the brains in the relationship.
She tossed her hair and glanced flirtatiously at him as she leaned over his lap. His hand rubbed gently on the seat of her skirt, and she purred softly, pushing her bottom into his palm. Eventually, he raised her skirt, lowering her green cotton panties to reveal a beautiful bare bottom. His fingers explored her curves, and she moaned.
"Hm. There's a few faint marks," he said quietly. "A little bit of pinkness. Not entirely healed, I see." He rested his hand on her bottom, squeezing gently. "Maybe I should spank you for lying to me…"
She licked her lips. Something hard pressed against her belly, causing her to squirm. She had discovered that it was quite exciting to be over his lap.
"Yes, you should," she responded, wriggling her rear enticingly. She considered adding a "Oh no, I'm in trouble! Woe is me," but wasn't entirely sure that Simon would recognize it as sarcasm.
He lifted his hand, giving her a series of hard smacks. She squealed, wriggling around. "You've been a naughty girl," he scolded, rubbing and squeezing her cheeks. "Will you start to behave?"
Olivia shivered. This was not the gentle warmup she'd received yesterday. It was more painful, but also deliciously erotic. This was a new side of Simon, and she wanted to see more of it. "Make me," she demanded.
He gave her another set of hard slaps. His hand moved from cheek to cheek, covering every inch of her posterior. She wriggled and yelped, but she did not protest. A toasty warmth was spreading through her sore cheeks.
She buried her face in the sofa cushion as he continued to spank her soundly. The crisp sound of his hard hand slamming down on her soft flesh rang out in the quiet room, accompanied by her squeals and moans. Soon, she was kicking her legs, and the first whimpers escaped her lips. "Simon, that stings," she sniffled.
Immediately, he paused, resting his hand on her bottom and rubbing it gently. "Would you like to stop?" he asked kindly.
"I'm… I'm not sure," she admitted sheepishly.
"Take your time. There's no rush. If you want to move on to the cuddling, we can," he assured her.
She thought about it. Cuddles sounded heavenly right now, but being over his lap was delightful as well. "A few minutes more," she decided.
"As you wish," he responded, and continued to thrash her bottom.
She squirmed wildly, kicking her legs as her bottom burned. She could feel the tears begin to trickle and tried to fight them back, but to no avail. Why in the world had she asked for more?
Finally, he stopped the spanking, and he rubbed her bottom gently as she cried. Soon, she was curled up in his arms as he kissed her tears away. She smiled blissfully as he cooed gently and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Want to cuddle here on the sofa with me while we watch the rest of the movie?"
She bit her lip. The burning throbbing in her behind was strong, but not as strong as the one in the front. "Actually, there's something else I want even more," she admitted. Deciding that she needed to throw subtlety to the wind and make sure he understood her, she added: "I want you to make love to me."
His eyes widened, and he kissed her passionately. Without another word, he lifted her up and carried her in his arms, moving towards the bedroom that they had spent so many listless hours in…
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