Sara was absolutely mortified. She heard her new friend T, gasp when she came in the living room with Mr. J.
Sara wished beyond all hope that she could turn invisible. T was a little taller than her, but Sara was a little chubbier, self consciously so, and she could only imagine what her bottom looked like to her new friends, poking out from under her lifted dress and her frilly, ruffled baby pink panties around her knees.
When J returned from upstairs with the bath brush, T frowned and whispered in her Daddy's ear, "Daddy, she's standing wrong!"
A smile touched the corner of J's lips when he noticed Sara had her arms behind her back, rather than on her head like he instructed his baby girl. He whispered back, "Not 'wrong' hunny, Sara and her Daddy just have different rules and procedures than us."
J walked to Chris and held out his hand. It's nice to finally meet you Chris, I'm J and this is T."
Chris shook his hand and said "Nice to meet you too, I wish it were under better circumstances, but it is what it is."
J nodded gravely and handed the brush to him, saying, "If you'd like some privacy, me and T could head back upstairs for a little while, or go for a walk. You could call T's cell when you're... finished up."
Sara didn't move, but hope, precious hope swelled in her chest. She knew she was in REALLY big trouble, and was in for a pretty severe paddling. "Not that I don't deserve it," she thought grimly, and although she had fantasized about this very situation and had cum from the thought of it more times than she could count, actually living it had her blushing redder than she ever thought possible.
Chris thought about it for a few seconds, and shook his head. "No, I think this punishment should fit the crime."
Sara groaned from the corner.
"Pardon me, little miss?" Chris said "What was that?"
Sara stayed absolutely silent.
"That's what I thought." Chris said, "I managed to get off work early, and knew that Sara wanted me here and was disappointed I couldn't come, so I headed straight over to surprise her. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so I came in. I was met with the view of Sara kneeling on the stairs, listening to your... discussion... upstairs with her hand in her panties."
J's eyes got wide and he glanced towards Sara. T's gaping mouth was covered by her hands and her wide eyes were looking at the floor. She was more than a little embarrassed, not only that Sara had heard everything but at her new friend's predicament. T had never seen a punishment spanking in person, and although she sympathized with poor Sara, she was also a more than a little curious.
Chris continued, "My little Sara can get rather worked up, and she finds spankings to be pretty erotic sometimes. But I never thought she'd betray her friend's privacy like that. I'm really sorry for her behavior."
J smiled, "that's quite alright, we were both aware that she could hear us, but I decided that my chat with T couldn't wait so I let Sara stay down here and color."
Chris shook his head, "Well, Sara knows that what she did wasn't alright and if it's Ok with you two, I'd like you two to stay for this."
Sara could hear her heart racing in her ears. It threatened to thump right out of her chest. She was so humiliated at what she'd been caught doing and now her friends both knew what she'd done. She suddenly realized, "what if T won't be my friend anymore??" and silent tears ran down her face.
J looked down at his little girl and asked, "If you aren't comfortable with this, little one, it's Ok. We can go. Or, if my little princess is maybe a little curious, we could stay, Ok? It's up to you baby girl, but be honest with me."
T blushed rosy red and whispered "We can stay, Daddy."
J smiled, nodded, and turned to Chris. "Where would you like us?"
Chris looked around and said "I think you'd be most comfortable on the couch, you can have a seat and relax. I'll grab one of those kitchen chairs, this won't take too long."
While Chris grabbed the chair, T and her Daddy snuggled on the couch. T was REALLY careful how she sat, but she made sure she was cuddled up close to her Papa. Chris returned and placed the chair so that the couch was to his right and the sheer curtains covering the living room window would be on his left when he sat down. Then he turned and stood with his arms folded over his chest.
"Sara, come over here this instant."
Sara turned slowly and gave her Daddy a pleading look. "Pleeeease Daddy! I'm SO SO SORRY, Please don't spank me here!"
Her Daddy shushed her and he stroked her hair. "Princess, it isn't me you need to apologize to." and he looked over at J and T.
Sara's tears rolled down her cheeks and landed in fat droplets on the floor as she shuffled over to the couch. With her heart racing and eyes downcast she said, "I'm really REALLY sorry Mr. J," and then with tear fulled, pleading eyes she looked at T, "I am SO sorry T, I like you SO MUCH and what I did was wrong and I understand if you don't wanna be my friend any more, but I really hope you still will." And Sara couldn't help it anymore as she started to cry.
T's eyes filled with tears of sympathy and she got up and hugged her friend as hard as she could. "I like you lots and lots too Sara and even though I haven't known you for very long, I will definitely be your friend still, and I hope I'll be your friend for a long long time." Sara shook in her friend's embrace and whispered "Thank you T, thank you so much."
Both J and Chris smiled at the scene and Chris nodded. "Ok Sara, come here and let's get this done."
T cuddled with her Daddy, back on the couch and Sara stepped over to Chris again. "Ok little miss. Arms up." Sara balked at the instruction but did as she was told. She suddenly got goosebumps all over, her Daddy's fingers brushing her skin as he pulled her dress up over her head. As soon as he had her dress off and set to the side, he reached behind her, unhooked her bra and pulled it off as well. Sara's large, heavy breasts swayed free and she wanted SO badly to cover up, but she obediently kept her hands reached up above her head. Her Daddy sat down on the chair in front of his little girl and tugged her frilly little panties all the way down. "Step out and socks, please." He said, and Sara stepped out of her panties and lifted her feetsies one by one, and Daddy removed her socks. "Ok hun, hands behind, please." Sara stepped into the familiar position, he hands behind her back gripping each forearm and her legs a little more than shoulder width apart.
T's eyes were wide with wonder as she watched with fascination. She saw the little differences, like the position Sara took with her hands behind her back that served to push her breasts up and out. She was surprised to see that her new friend also had her kitty shaved bare, just like hers! T blushed at her thoughts and squirmed in her seat. She leaned in to her Daddy and asked "Daddy, how come Sara's Daddy lets her wear a big girl bra?"
