Staying With the Babysitter F/m
A fantasy by JGH57
This is a fantasy. My wife is six years older than me. We did not really know each other when I was fifteen but many a fantasy of mine has followed that line of thought.
“Oh come on Mom! I’m fifteen years old! You can’t be serious, a baby sitter?” I pleaded.
“Honey it’s not a baby sitter. We will be gone all weekend and you are just going to spend the night there. Just so you have some company.” Mom tried to explain.
“Dad?” I pleaded in desperation.
“Son I thought you liked Julie.” Dad stated.
I asked, “Uh Julie? You mean the Julie from down the street?”
Mom stated, “Yep the same one.”
Dad smiled, “Happier?”
Uh I guess so. If it will make you guys feel better I guess I can give up my privacy for a while but under protest.” I stated as I thought about Julie. Wow what a babe. She is twenty-one and hot with long brown hair and what a body.
Shaking his head, Dad states, “Well get your stuff together. Julie’s parents are going to the same conference we are. She asked if you could stay for the company.”
My parents walked me up to Julie’s house and she met us at the door.
“Hi Mr. and Mrs. H and John, Y’all come on in. My parents have already left.” Julie stated with a smile.
Oh my God look at that smile. I think I’m in love. I looked at Mom. No don’t say it. No, No. I thought
“Now Honey you behave yourself….”, Mom started.
Julie grinned and popped my seat, “Oh I think I can still handle him. It’s been a little while since I really baby sat for him but I still remember a few things.”
“Please world swallow me.”, I prayed silently as I felt my face burn in a blush.
Mom winked at Julie, “Well it sure worked when he was ten. He was good for a month after you pulled his pants down and spanked his butt.
“Mom!!!” I groaned.
Both my parents grinned, said there good-byes and were gone.
“Well put your stuff in the back bedroom and then we can run down to the Burger Barn and grab some lunch. Did you bring your swim trunks?” Julie smiled.
So our day went. We ate lunch, swam at the creek, and sat and talked. Later that afternoon we sat around and I listened as Julie talked about college. I felt so grown but in the back of my mind there were thoughts. There were thoughts about the swat to my rear. There were memories of being over Julie’s knee with my pants down and her slapping my bare bottom hard and slowly there was a yearning as my teenage hormones kicked into overdrive.
“Uh Julie, do you really remember spanking me? I stuttered.
Julie smiled, “Yes. You were such a little brat. I spanked you pretty hard huh?”
I laughed, I’ll say. My butt was sore all day.”
We were quiet for a while. Julie was listening to the stereo. I was lost in thought, then in fantasy and finally in the plot.
I took a deep breath then a sigh and oh well here I go. “Julie, would you ah you know if I misbehaved would you really….”
Julie laughed, “Spank you? Would I really spank you. Oh my God this is too much.” Julie continued to laugh.
“Oh God please bury me now!!! I quietly prayed. She thinks I’m the weirdest goober in the world.
Julie stopped laughing and stated, “ No I’m not laughing at you John. I’m laughing at the situation.”
“I don’t understand” I muttered.
Julie smiled and took my hands in hers and looked me straight in the eye and said, “ Here I was trying to think of some reason to punish you so that I could spank your butt and you were trying to think of a way to ask me to spank you.”
“Huh? You mean you want to uh spank me? I asked.
We both started laughing.
“I’ve wanted to spank you again every since the first time I spanked you but you were always so well behaved every time I sat for you after that one spanking I gave you.” Julie smiled.
“Wow. I used to think about you spanking me when I went to bed.” I blushed. “Especially since I got older. Then when you swatted me today, wow.” I stated.
“So would you give me a spanking?” I braved.
Julie smiled, “ Can I spank you hard? I mean a real bare bottom butt looks like a beet spanking. Wait don’t answer yet. Do you remember how hard I spanked you when you were ten? You cried.”
“Yes. It really hurt. It felt like my butt was on fire. I stated, starting to get really excited. “Uh so how would you do it?
“Well I think first I’d pull your pants down. Then I think I’d spank you over my knee with my hand. Then when my hand got tired I’ve got this little paddle that I found at the Cracker Barrel. Man that thing burns. Then I’d bend you over the back of the couch for a few hard smacks with my Sorority Paddle.” Julie stated with a twinkle in her eye.
“Wow” I stated quietly.
Julie looked concerned. “Is that too much? Can you take it big boy?
I swallowed hard. “ Yes, you are the boss. I’m getting spanked. I don’t have a say.”
Julie smiled and left the room. “You wait here.” She ordered.
I sat nervously waiting as I heard Julie moving around in her room. Then she was back. She put a large wooden paddle on the table beside the couch and then sat down in the middle of the couch with a small round wooden paddleball paddle in her hand.
Smiling Julie said, “Come here John. Let’s get this party started.
I walked over facing Julie. She put the paddle behind her back. Then she undid my pants and slid them down. Taking my hand she eased me over her knee.
Julie put her left hand over my back and began to gently rub my bottom with her right hand. “Your seat is just as cute as I remember. Are you ready? This is your point of no return. After you tell me to spank you your bottom belongs to me until I’m done.”
“Ok. I want you to spank me just like you said.” I blurted out excitedly.
With that I felt her hand tighten around me. Then she smacked my bare bottom hard. It stung but not bad. Julie stopped and rubbed my bottom. Then she smacked my bottom again, hard. There was a little more sting. Soon Julie was spanking me hard and fast. The fire in my bottom built but really wasn’t unbearable.
“Ow. You are still pretty good at this. Ow” I stated.
“You have a hard butt mister but I can fix that.” Julie stopped and rubbed my bottom gently. “Now that is getting a nice color. How does it feel?” Julie asked.
“ It stings a lot but not too bad.” I wiggled my butt at her.
“So are you ready for the paddle?” Julie asked as she pulled the CB paddle out.
“Give it your best shot. I joked, big mistake.
Julie started right in with the CB paddle. She spanked hard and fast. The sting was totally different. Flashback to being a ten year old over an angry teenager’s knee.
“Ow, Ow, ouch. Hey that hurts.” I wailed as my bottom turned into a roaring inferno.
Again and again Julie smacked my bare bottom. I could hear the paddle smack and I could feel the incredible sting. Suddenly my worries were not about asking Julie to spank me but in not crying in front of her.
“You can’t imagine how much fun this is.” Julie laughed as she continued to ware my poor butt out.
On and on the spanking went and then I felt a tear in my eye. She smacked one more real hard lick and I sobbed.
“It’s ok honey.” Julie stated as she stopped and gently rubbed my stinging throbbing bottom. “Wow. I didn’t think you would last that long. Poor bottom.” Julie said as she soothed my poor bottom. She let me up and then pulled me down on the couch to sit beside her. Then she cuddled me close and held me in her arms.
After a long while I asked, “What about the other paddle?”
You think you can take it now? She asked with a little concern in her eyes.
“I’m on fire. Can we wait until later? I almost pleaded.
Julie smiled. “Sure, we have all weekend. I’ll go make some popcorn and hot chocolate for us. You lay there on the couch on your tummy for a while. Oh and don’t pull those pants up I worked hard to get your seat that red and I want to enjoy it a while.
Not The End