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her fanny?
Shrugging the thought aside, exciting as it was,
she moved on to her diet dilemma. She d just eat
some of the Oreos tonight and then start over
tomorrow. She d be totally good tomorrow, no
problem! She was going to get rid of twenty
pounds if it killed her! It was probably a good thing
she d stashed them here, or Hank might just have
swatted her again if he d caught her with them.
Now that her recalcitrant thoughts had
wandered back to Hank, she wondered if her weight
was why he didn t carry their relationship to the
next stage. It hadn t been an accident that she d
suggested they room together; she d long been
attracted to him. He was always quiet and shy in
high school, just an unassuming hero of the football
team. It was she who d volunteered him as one of
the top ten sexiest seniors, although he didn t know
that. It seemed like every time she was between
boy friends, he was dating someone else, and
they d never seemed destined to go out together.
Shoving the Oreos aside, she stood in front of
her mirror and turned to the side. Okay, she did
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have some tummy there, but not much. She was
fuller through her body than she d been in high
school, but she no longer worked out all the time
like she had on the cheer leading squad. She d
always been able to eat anything she wanted and
stay lean by burning it off with activity. But college
was a different proposition, and it was frustrating
that she couldn t eat her normal snacks and goodies
without gaining weight anymore.
With another sigh, she flopped back on the bed
and flipped on her TV. Her parents had bought her
a TV/DVD combo for graduation, and she liked to
have her privacy once in a while. She and Hank got
along really well as roommates, and she d like it to
become more, but she was reluctant in many ways
to change the status quo. What if they didn t end
up liking each other after all, and then she had to
move or something? So far, he d never even
offered to kiss her. She wondered what it would be
like.
Closing her eyes, she tried to imagine it, and as
she pictured it in her mind, she also felt his hand
running across her backside. It reminded her of the
swat he d placed there. The thought turned her on,
and she turned to her side and rubbed the area that
still felt a little bit tender. Slipping her hand inside
her jeans and panties, she could feel the warmth
the slap had created, and for some reason, it made
her feel incredibly hot! Flipping back onto her back,
she tried to put a stop to the runaway thoughts.
It d be better if she and Hank were just friends for
the time being.
With a heavy sigh, she put in a romantic comedy
to take her mind off Hank and leaned back on the
pillows to enjoy it. Absentmindedly, she rustled
around in the Oreos, reaching for another one. She
really did need to get out of this habit of snacking
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and watching TV; it was a killer! She thought
guiltily of the hidden bag of Reece s pieces in her
bedside end table. They were just for emergencies;
she consoled herself. She d see how long she could
go without eating any!
Hank yawned and laid the controller aside. He
was done with Nintendo for this evening, and he
wondered if Heather was still sulking or watching
TV. Probably watching a movie, he thought. She
didn t seem to hold grudges or stay in bad moods
for very long, and he liked that about her.
Flipping off the TV and the Nintendo, he padded
on silent feet towards his room, intent on watching
some news before bed. He could hear the muted
sounds of romantic music coming from Heather s
room and figured she was watching another of her
romantic movies. He preferred action movies
himself, not caring much for the mush.
As he started to move on, he heard the
unmistakable sound of crinkling paper like a candy
or cookie bag. No true junk food connoisseur could
mistake that sound. Was that what had happened
to the Oreos and the Reese s pieces? As he listened
intently and heard it again, his indignation grew!
He opened the door and caught her red handed, the
Oreo on its way to her cute little lips.
Aha! So that s what happened to the cookies!
Heather, you re a cheat!
Heather was so surprised that the color drained
from her face, and she dropped the Oreo in her lap.
Wha.. what are you doing in here? With trembling
fingers, she picked it up and put it back in the
package, her guilt now making her flush with
embarrassment.
Hank walked over to the bed and stared grimly
down into her confused face. It was kind of cool to
see her so off balance, and it gave him a sense of
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righteous power. It didn t matter that he d fully
planned on cheating himself; she wasn t supposed
to be.
You ve spent most of the day planning a new
diet for the both of us, interrupting my game and
whining about not being able to stay on your eating
plan, and here you are... cheating already! He
finished with a dramatic arm wave.
I... I... I m sorry...
He cut her off. He was just getting warmed up,
and rightly so. I had to rescue my goodies
because you said you were going to get rid of all the
junk food in the house, and here you are, eating in
bed and watching TV when you re supposed to have
thrown it all away. He didn t tell her he d come
looking for her junk food, too. He was on a
righteous roll, here.
You know what you need? You need a damned
good spanking! The words rolled out unheeded,
without preamble, and Hank was as surprised as
Heather when they hung there in the air between
them. Acting on pure impulse, he bent down and
pulled her up from the bed, then sat down and
pulled her down across his newly formed lap. The
sight of her wiggling buttocks in the thin pajama
shorts was fascinating as he pulled her in close to
his waist, ignoring her surprised shrieks. He dnever
actually spanked anyone before, except his sister
when she d been mouthing at him a few years ago.
It couldn t be all that hard, though.
Heather fit nicely across his lap, and he
suddenly found it really exciting to have her there.
The pajama shorts had pulled up, revealing the
lower half of her cheeks, and he felt his breath
come quicker at the sight of the milky, exposed
flesh.
Have you lost your mind, Hank? She
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protested.
She was kicking wildly and hanging onto the
side of the bedspread as Hank lifted his arm and
brought his hand crashing down on her butt.
Damn... that stung his hand! It must have stung
her bottom too, judging from her renewed shriek.
Nevertheless, he bravely persevered and began
delivering a lecture that was as blistering as his
spanking.
No, I haven t lost my mind, I m just tired of you
constantly trying to diet and then getting mad and
whining when you don t succeed, like I m the one at
fault.
But, Hank... oww... ouch... OW!
He went on as if she hadn t spoken. You re
great just the way you are, and you don t need to
diet, in my opinion, but if you want to, then do it.
He smacked her several more times and
continued. I can t believe you spent all afternoon
preparing for your diet, and then you spend the
evening hiding in your room and eating almost a
whole bag of Oreos! Tomorrow, you ll hate yourself
and whine and cry because you ve gained weight
before you even got started! It s insanity!
Heather lost it then and starting crying, his
words hurting as much as the spanks. I know, I m
sorry, I just can t seem to help it!
Being the big softie that he was, Hank pulled her
up, and she was sobbing, her face wet with tears.
It seemed like the most natural thing in the world to
set her on his knee. Why do you do that to
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her fanny?
Shrugging the thought aside, exciting as it was,
she moved on to her diet dilemma. She d just eat
some of the Oreos tonight and then start over
tomorrow. She d be totally good tomorrow, no
problem! She was going to get rid of twenty
pounds if it killed her! It was probably a good thing
she d stashed them here, or Hank might just have
swatted her again if he d caught her with them.
Now that her recalcitrant thoughts had
wandered back to Hank, she wondered if her weight
was why he didn t carry their relationship to the
next stage. It hadn t been an accident that she d
suggested they room together; she d long been
attracted to him. He was always quiet and shy in
high school, just an unassuming hero of the football
team. It was she who d volunteered him as one of
the top ten sexiest seniors, although he didn t know
that. It seemed like every time she was between
boy friends, he was dating someone else, and
they d never seemed destined to go out together.
Shoving the Oreos aside, she stood in front of
her mirror and turned to the side. Okay, she did
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have some tummy there, but not much. She was
fuller through her body than she d been in high
school, but she no longer worked out all the time
like she had on the cheer leading squad. She d
always been able to eat anything she wanted and
stay lean by burning it off with activity. But college
was a different proposition, and it was frustrating
that she couldn t eat her normal snacks and goodies
without gaining weight anymore.
With another sigh, she flopped back on the bed
and flipped on her TV. Her parents had bought her
a TV/DVD combo for graduation, and she liked to
have her privacy once in a while. She and Hank got
along really well as roommates, and she d like it to
become more, but she was reluctant in many ways
to change the status quo. What if they didn t end
up liking each other after all, and then she had to
move or something? So far, he d never even
offered to kiss her. She wondered what it would be
like.
Closing her eyes, she tried to imagine it, and as
she pictured it in her mind, she also felt his hand
running across her backside. It reminded her of the
swat he d placed there. The thought turned her on,
and she turned to her side and rubbed the area that
still felt a little bit tender. Slipping her hand inside
her jeans and panties, she could feel the warmth
the slap had created, and for some reason, it made
her feel incredibly hot! Flipping back onto her back,
she tried to put a stop to the runaway thoughts.
It d be better if she and Hank were just friends for
the time being.
With a heavy sigh, she put in a romantic comedy
to take her mind off Hank and leaned back on the
pillows to enjoy it. Absentmindedly, she rustled
around in the Oreos, reaching for another one. She
really did need to get out of this habit of snacking
63
and watching TV; it was a killer! She thought
guiltily of the hidden bag of Reece s pieces in her
bedside end table. They were just for emergencies;
she consoled herself. She d see how long she could
go without eating any!
Hank yawned and laid the controller aside. He
was done with Nintendo for this evening, and he
wondered if Heather was still sulking or watching
TV. Probably watching a movie, he thought. She
didn t seem to hold grudges or stay in bad moods
for very long, and he liked that about her.
Flipping off the TV and the Nintendo, he padded
on silent feet towards his room, intent on watching
some news before bed. He could hear the muted
sounds of romantic music coming from Heather s
room and figured she was watching another of her
romantic movies. He preferred action movies
himself, not caring much for the mush.
As he started to move on, he heard the
unmistakable sound of crinkling paper like a candy
or cookie bag. No true junk food connoisseur could
mistake that sound. Was that what had happened
to the Oreos and the Reese s pieces? As he listened
intently and heard it again, his indignation grew!
He opened the door and caught her red handed, the
Oreo on its way to her cute little lips.
Aha! So that s what happened to the cookies!
Heather, you re a cheat!
Heather was so surprised that the color drained
from her face, and she dropped the Oreo in her lap.
Wha.. what are you doing in here? With trembling
fingers, she picked it up and put it back in the
package, her guilt now making her flush with
embarrassment.
Hank walked over to the bed and stared grimly
down into her confused face. It was kind of cool to
see her so off balance, and it gave him a sense of
64
righteous power. It didn t matter that he d fully
planned on cheating himself; she wasn t supposed
to be.
You ve spent most of the day planning a new
diet for the both of us, interrupting my game and
whining about not being able to stay on your eating
plan, and here you are... cheating already! He
finished with a dramatic arm wave.
I... I... I m sorry...
He cut her off. He was just getting warmed up,
and rightly so. I had to rescue my goodies
because you said you were going to get rid of all the
junk food in the house, and here you are, eating in
bed and watching TV when you re supposed to have
thrown it all away. He didn t tell her he d come
looking for her junk food, too. He was on a
righteous roll, here.
You know what you need? You need a damned
good spanking! The words rolled out unheeded,
without preamble, and Hank was as surprised as
Heather when they hung there in the air between
them. Acting on pure impulse, he bent down and
pulled her up from the bed, then sat down and
pulled her down across his newly formed lap. The
sight of her wiggling buttocks in the thin pajama
shorts was fascinating as he pulled her in close to
his waist, ignoring her surprised shrieks. He dnever
actually spanked anyone before, except his sister
when she d been mouthing at him a few years ago.
It couldn t be all that hard, though.
Heather fit nicely across his lap, and he
suddenly found it really exciting to have her there.
The pajama shorts had pulled up, revealing the
lower half of her cheeks, and he felt his breath
come quicker at the sight of the milky, exposed
flesh.
Have you lost your mind, Hank? She
65
protested.
She was kicking wildly and hanging onto the
side of the bedspread as Hank lifted his arm and
brought his hand crashing down on her butt.
Damn... that stung his hand! It must have stung
her bottom too, judging from her renewed shriek.
Nevertheless, he bravely persevered and began
delivering a lecture that was as blistering as his
spanking.
No, I haven t lost my mind, I m just tired of you
constantly trying to diet and then getting mad and
whining when you don t succeed, like I m the one at
fault.
But, Hank... oww... ouch... OW!
He went on as if she hadn t spoken. You re
great just the way you are, and you don t need to
diet, in my opinion, but if you want to, then do it.
He smacked her several more times and
continued. I can t believe you spent all afternoon
preparing for your diet, and then you spend the
evening hiding in your room and eating almost a
whole bag of Oreos! Tomorrow, you ll hate yourself
and whine and cry because you ve gained weight
before you even got started! It s insanity!
Heather lost it then and starting crying, his
words hurting as much as the spanks. I know, I m
sorry, I just can t seem to help it!
Being the big softie that he was, Hank pulled her
up, and she was sobbing, her face wet with tears.
It seemed like the most natural thing in the world to
set her on his knee. Why do you do that to
yourself? He asked her, his features bewildered [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]