Monday, September 1, 2014

Small Town Girl, Part II

Happy September everybody.  Here is the continuation of the story began on yesterday's blog.

Small Town Girl, Part II

People had been coming and going to the Michaels party all day.  Kyle had kept an eye out for Brenda but hadn’t seen her make an appearance.  He kept busy though, an eligible bachelor who was tall, tanned and charming, wasn’t at a loss for female company.  A steady stream of ladies sought him out, some old friends among them but mostly newbies, at least to him.  Since he only visited Haven Point, he had no intention of getting involved with any of them.  He dated often, but hadn’t yet found anyone to hold his interest beyond a few months.  Apparently, his dating pool wasn’t wide enough, and he should cast a larger net because he kept meeting the same woman with different names.

He was standing in the corner talking to an old high-school chum when he saw her enter the deck.  She must have come from work because she wasn’t dressed as casually as the other party-goers.  He excused himself and walked over to her.

“Hello, Brenda.  Glad you could make it.”

“Thank you Kyle.  It would have been rude of me not to, especially after the last time.”

“I think we can chalk that up to teenage angst, don’t you?”

“I’d like that, then we can start fresh.  I haven’t seen you since that evening, not that I’m sure I would have recognized you except for your memory jog, but I assume you no longer live in Haven Port.

“No, I left for college right after our initial encounter and after college took a job in the city.  I love it here though and wouldn’t mind living here.  It was a good place to grow up and judging by my parents, a good place to grow old.”

“I agree with you about a good place to live.  I came temporarily and ended up permanent.  It’s not the best place for an unattached female however.  I think all the good men leave and then come back with a city girl.”

Kyle laughed at her comment.  “I haven’t found that city girl, so I guess I can’t come back to stay yet,” he joked.

They continued to banter back and forth, and Kyle enjoyed her company. He learned she was in her sophomore year of college when she came back to care for her grandmother. She had a degree in Art History and when she wasn’t working at the restaurant, used her time to pursue her passion of painting. The library had some of her work on display, and she was the featured artist in the courthouse this month. She told him she sold her work at local shows and hoped that one of these days she’d be discovered by some visiting gallery owner and would no longer be a starving artist.

“I’m really not starving. The restaurant job pays the bills and gives me the days to work on my art and that is what soothes my soul.”

 “I would love to see some of your work.”

“See my etchings, huh.  That line is even too old for you,” she laughed.

“Too old, huh.  What do you think I am, ancient?”

She rolled her eyes at him.  “Would I say that to such a chivalrous gentleman?”

“I’m not too senile to know when I’m being pricked.  Watch out, because I spank spunky  girls.”

“So you said once before.  So far, all you’ve done is threaten.”

“Girl, you don’t want to go down that road.”

“Maybe, I do,” She took a sip of her drink.

Taken aback, Kyle just looked at her.  “Left you speechless, did I?” she asked.

“Yes, you did.  I think this conversation should be continued over dinner.  Are you ready to leave now?”

“It’s your party.”  He found his dad and said he was leaving and didn’t know when he would be back.  He had no idea where this evening would end, but he was going to enjoy the explorations.

He drove to River’s Edge a quaint restaurant, not far out of town.  He asked for a quiet table outside.

“Shall we order a bottle of wine?” he asked.

“Do you need alcohol to continue our earlier conversation?”

“I don’t, do you?” He smiled back.  He had never had a conversation like this before.

“No, I don’t.  You probably think I’m forward, but I know what I want and life is too short to play games.  I’m pretty choosy with whom I share my ‘kink’. I live in a small town, but I think you are a gentleman and aren’t into kiss and tell; I hope I’m not wrong.

“You’re not wrong.  I’ll say one thing, you are different than any girl I’ve ever met.  Girls are usually not quite as up front with what they want.  Right now though, I want dinner, I’m starving.  How about you?”

“Dinner is fine, and then I’ll tell you what I want for dessert.”

Kyle had a feeling he knew exactly what she wanted for dessert, and he would be only to happy to deliver. He chuckled to himself. Brandy surprised him again by ordering a steak, baked potato and asparagus and ate every bite. Such an interesting girl. Most girls ordered a full dinner and then played around with it the whole time.  He hated that.

When the server came to clear the plates and handed her the dessert menu, her answer  surprised him.

“I know what I’m having for dessert, and it isn’t on the menu, but thank you anyway.”

She turned to Kyle and asked him if he was ready for dessert.

“Quite ready.”

“Since I’m staying at my parents, do you have a place of your own or should I be looking for a hotel room somewhere?”

“Out on Old Mill Road, you remember right. I have my own garage apartment, not to worry. We won’t disturb or be disturbed.”

Arriving at the house, she directed him to the back. She ran up the stairs to the apartment. At the top, she crooked her finger toward him, turned around and stuck out her bum. His pants tightened.

“You really are something Ms. Davis.  I’m going to enjoy spanking that pert little bottom.”

“Talk is cheap.”

“That’s it.”  She watched him roll up his sleeves and felt the tingling in her tummy while her bottom clenched in anticipation of what was to come.  “Do you need a lecture or a reason for me to spank you or do we just get to it.”

“If you’re the kind of man I think you are, you’re in charge so whether this is the first or last time, either by my choice or yours, it is up to you.”

He slowly pulled her sundress over her head, grazing her breast on the way.  His hands snaked down her body, rolling her panties off her hips and down her thighs, calves and ankles.  He smacked her legs.

“Step out.” He ordered.  She hesitated for just a moment, and he smacked her ass hard and she sucked in her breath.

“Go stand in that corner, nose to the wall, while I decide what I am going to do with you,” he ordered.  Her body twitched. He moved a kitchen chair to the middle of the floor, making sure to make enough noise to see if she would react. If she sneaked a look he would smack her again. She didn’t.   After a few moments, he called her to him and made her stand between his legs.  Naked and vulnerable, she didn’t look as sure of herself as she had earlier.

He lifted her chin to look at him, but she kept her eyes downcast.  “Look at me! I’ve decided I’m going to give you the spanking you deserved the night we first met. You certainly had it coming for your reckless behavior as well as being an absolute brat.
What do you have to say for yourself?”

“Nothing, sir.”  He liked that response; it made him feel dominant, and he needed that because this was a totally new experience for him. Other spankings had always been in the heat of the moment, not like this.

He pulled her over his knee and waited as she adjusted herself, hands on the rungs of the chair and toes touching the floor. He placed his hand on her creamy white globes and slowly began rubbing his hands up and down her back, her buttocks and her thighs.  He heard her sigh and that’s when he rained down the first smack.  The noise rang out in the quiet of the night.  He smacked her again and heard her sigh again.  The next ten smacks came one right after another, in the same spot in the middle of her ass.  As her ass started to pink, his pants started getting tighter.  He raised his knee, giving him some relief but not Brandy.  Now he had full access to the crease and laid another volley of hard spanks on her bottom.

He stopped spanking.  “How are you doing Brandy?”

“Fine, Sir.”

“Do you need me to continue?”

“By all means, Sir.”

He needed no further encouragement.  He spanked her hard, first on one cheek, then the other.  He could feel the heat in her bottom and switched to her thighs. When a particularly hard smack landed on her crease and caught part of her pussy, he felt her body go rigid and she cried out. He spanked the same area until she stopped shuddering and went back to spanking her bottom with his now wet hand. When his hand was about to fall off, he stopped.

“There, now tell me you’re sorry and you won’t be doing anything that reckless again.”

“I’m sorry, sir, and I won’t do anything that reckless again.”

“Get up and go stand back in the corner, with your hands on your head, until I tell you to turn around.”

Brandy walked to the corner.  There were red blotches all over her bottom, it had to be throbbing, and he yearned to rub away some of the sting, but he didn’t dare.  Five minutes later, he released her from the corner, not sure what to expect.

She came toward him.  “Thank you. I needed that.  I can see what you need, and I can help, if you’d like.”  Without waiting for an answer, she kneeled down, grabbed at his crotch, unzipped the zipper as his rock-hard  penis sprang loose.  It didn’t take long for her to bring him over the edge. 

She stood up, went to the bathroom sink and brought him a wet cloth, and went back to the bathroom.  By the time she returned she wore a short robe and he could still see remnants of the spanking. He put himself back together and the chair back in place.  Not sure what to say or do, he didn’t have to worry.

“Thank you Kyle.  I needed that and I think you needed the closure.  The next time you are back in Haven Port, we can do this again, if you like.”  She reached over, kissed him on the cheek and opened the door to the outside.


“Drive carefully.” He heard as the door closed behind him.  Definitely, the most interesting girl I’ve met so far. Who needs a city girl?

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

24 comments:

  1. Wow Sunny...hope there is more of these two...they are very interesting and very hot! Thanks so much. Hope you and Ray are having a wonderful weekend. ;)

    Hugs and Blessings...
    Cat

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    1. Thanks Cat, it has been a fun weekend. Glad you enjoyed the story.

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  2. Wonderful hot story Sunny! Thank you, and for treating us to a two parter:) Love how direct she is in what she wants! Would love to hear more of these two as well :)

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. Hot story for a hot summer weekend, well here at least here.

      You never know they may pop up again.

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  3. SG,

    Thank you for another wonderful story. I like these two so I hope we will hear more of them.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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  4. I enjoyed this story! You know even thou she knew what she wanted and was direct.... She still seemed a bit shy to me. Maybe because she wasn't coy.

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  5. Oh if only real life men took hints (and shouts of direction) so well. Great read!

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  6. HI Sunny, I agree with what PK said, if only! Great story
    love Jan, xx

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  7. Would it be too easy to say: Oh if only in real life women would just say what they want (without secret hints and guessing thoughts) so well? Yes, that is far too easy Han. OK, I won't say it then.

    Thank you for the wonderful story, Sunny Girl.

    Han

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    1. Han, then there wouldn't be any mystery. Face it, you don't want it easy.. So happy you enjoyed the story.

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  8. LOL at Han...i sort of was thinking the same thing...guess both need to learn the same lesson. Loved these two, this story had such a different take on getting to that first spanking....very nice.
    hugs abby

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    1. Thanks abby, yes it was a little different than my usual story

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  9. Mmmm. Yummy story. I hope there is a sequel.

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  10. Loved the story. More about them would be great

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  11. Oh, that was wonderful. I look forward to reading more about them. And I agree with "If only ..." Sigh.

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  12. YES!!! I LOOOOVE her.
    A girl in my taste. She knows what she wants...
    SG, your writing is better and better..
    Mona Lisa































































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    1. Thanks for the compliment Mona. Is that because it's her choice or do you really think my writing is improving.? I think maybe the former. lol

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