Kate called Tim, “Could you come over, Tim? Deb and I have a new game we want to try out.”
Kate had told Tim about some of the games she and Deb played, but they were always confined to the two of them. He never expected to be invited to participate! His mind was racing as he drove over to their house.
Tim rang the door bell and waited. In a few moments Kate opened the door and told him to come in. She was dressed in a plaid skirt, white blouse, white ankle socks and loafers. Kate was pretty small, about 5’2” and slender and in this outfit she looked just like a school girl. Tim was beginning to understand why she told him to wear dark pants a white shirt and dark tie. Next to Kate in her outfit, Tim looked like a school boy!
“Come on in, Tim,” Kate greeted him warmly.
Tim looked around to see where Deb was, but he couldn’t spot her anywhere. Kate led Tim into the den and sat down on the couch. She patted the cushion next to her and gave him a very flirtatious smile. Tim still wasn’t sure what was going on, but he went and sat on the couch with Kate.
“In case you haven’t figured it out, Tim, I’m a school girl and you’re a school boy,” Kate whispered as she played with his tie.
“I got that part the moment I saw you,” Tim replied.
“Well, we’re in the teacher’s lounge,” Kate purred, “just the two of us…do you want to kiss me?”
Tim was beginning to like this game! Kiss her! He’d wanted to do more than kiss Kate for a long time, but their friendship had always been platonic. Besides, Kate was always more interested in girls than guys. He inched closer to her on the couch and gently kissed her on the lips. Her mouth was warm and receptive and his arm slipped around her waist to hold her tighter to him. Kate put a hand on Tim’s leg and Tim moaned in spite of himself and started kissing her with greater hunger.
In the spirit of being school age, Tim gently worked Kate’s blouse out of her waist band and slid his hand inside her shirt. He was pleasantly surprised that Kate wasn’t wearing a bra and he playfully massaged one of her small breasts. He could feel her nipple stiffen as he gently rolled it between his thumb and forefinger and she moaned when he squeezed it.
Kate moved her hand further up Tim’s thigh and he shifted on the couch, trying to get her to touch his now raging hard on. At the same time he slipped is hand out of Kate’s blouse and started sliding it slowly up her thigh. They were still kissing passionately and had gotten themselves into a prone position. Kate’s small hand closed over Tim’s cock at about the same time he stroked her panties.
At just that moment, Deb walked in “What’s going on in here?” she asked in an angry voice. Tim and Kate split quickly apart, straightening their clothes, both looking like children caught doing something they shouldn’t. Deb was wearing a dark gray tailored business suit with black knee high boots. Her arms were crossed and she looked very severe, “Well?” she asked again, since neither Tim nor Kate had answered.
“Um, nothing,” they said in unison.
“Nothing?” Deb asked, rhetorically, “It didn’t look like nothing. Besides that, you both know you are not allowed in the teacher’s lounge, don’t you?”
“Yes Ma’am” they both mumbled as they looked at the floor.
“Come to my office. Now!” Deb commanded as she spun on her booted heel and stalked out of the room.
Kate got up off the couch and Tim followed her lead and they both followed Deb into the other room. Deb picked up the phone, “I am calling your parents and you are both suspended!”
“No, please, Miss Chandler, please don’t call my parents,” Kate immediately begged.
“Don’t suspend us, Miss Chandler,” Tim chimed in, “anything but that!”
Deb put the phone back down and looked hard at the two of them. “Why shouldn’t I suspend you? You were in the teachers lounge and what’s worse, you were making out! Such behavior is strictly against the rules and you both know it!”
Tim and Kate both hung their heads and mumbled, “Yes Miss Chandler.”
“Well, you both deserve to be punished and if we can put your young lustfulness to better use, I suppose I won’t have to suspend you.”
“Yes, Miss Chandler, anything!” Tim and Kate said at the same time.
Deb walked over to the table and picked up a paddle. “We will start with this. Kate, come over here and bend over this chair.”
Kate did as she was told and bent over the back of the chair, putting both hands on the seat. Her skirt rode high up the backs of her thighs and Tim couldn’t help but sneaking a peak. “Tim, come over here and lift Kate’s skirt onto her back,” Deb ordered. Tim did as he was told, carefully pulling Kate’s skirt the rest of the way up and folding it onto her back. “Now pull her panties down,” Deb commanded. Again Tim complied, grasping the waistband of the girlish cotton panties she was wearing and peeling them off of her pretty bottom and pulling them down to her knees.
“Step back, Tim, and don’t gawk,” Deb said as she pushed him out of the way and into a perfect position to see. “Kate you are going to be paddled ten times. You are to count each one and keep your hands flat on the chair at all times. If you take your hands off the chair, we will start over. Is that clear?”
Kate nodded her head and mumbled, “Yes Miss Chandler.”
WHAP! Miss Chandler smacked Kate squarely across the bottom, “One!” Kate half gasped. Tim was surprised with the speed and the force that Deb had started the paddling. WHAP! “Two!” Kate counted through gritted teeth. Tim watched as Kate’s pale moon turned pink from just the two spanks with the paddle. WHAP! “Three!” Kate hissed. And so it went. When Deb got to nine, Tim could hear a break in Kate’s voice and he knew that tears must be starting to form in her eyes. WHAP! “Ten!” Kate exclaimed, with relief and pain in her voice.
Tim was thoroughly caught up in the game, but he was really turned on from watching Kate get paddled. “Your turn, Tim,” Deb said simply as Kate stood up from the chair. “Kate, pull his pants down.”
Kate walked over and unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As turned on as he was from watching her get spanked, having Kate’s fingers tugging at his fly only added to the fire. When she yanked his pants and underwear to his knees, his arousal was on display for both women to see. “That Tim is what got you into trouble in the first place!” Deb chided. “Now over the chair. Same rules Tim. Keep your hands in place and count.”
Tim’s hands were flat against the seat of the chair as he nodded his head, “Yes Miss Chandler.” WHAP! The words were barely out of his mouth when the paddled crashed into his bottom. “One!” He yelped, not quite prepared for the hot sting in his ass. WHAP! The second one came fast and caught him completely off guard, and his hands moved reflexively.
“We will start again, now keep your hands still!” Miss Chandler scolded. WHAP!