My Aunt Peggy is 75. She is my father's youngest sibling, and the only relative left from his family. I, Bill, am 64. My father came from a big family who had a wide of ages. I went to Aunt Peggy's house, about a half hour away from our house, to help her while her husband, my Uncle Joe, had surgery. He would be in the hospital for at least four days. My wife, Debbie, sent me off with her blessings, saying she was going to have a few girls' nights out, and to keep her updated on Uncle Joe's progress.
Aunt Peggy had coffee on when I arrived. She asked me if I wanted some. I said yes, and I followed her into the kitchen. Aunt Peggy, at 5' 8", was about three inches shorter than me. She had grown a bit plump over these last years, taking on a sort of grandmotherly appearance. She was kind of round, but her rather large, prominent, soft and cushy bottom was still fun to look at for me as I followed her. My spanking fetish always centers on me getting spanked, but every now and then I think that it might feel good to smack someone's bottom. This was one of those moments, even though Aunt Peggy was definitely not looking hot to me. At just eleven years older than me, she looked like someone's plump Grandma. I am 5' 11", and about 160 pounds. Except for my belly, which grew a bit after I quit smoking, I'm pretty slim.
We sat at her kitchen table, drinking our coffee. Aunt Peggy reminisced about her brother, my Dad, and said how much I was starting to look like him. We talked of many memories. She got around to remembering a family barbecue years ago, when I was nineteen. She said she remembered my father telling me to stop teasing my younger girl cousins and chasing them around. Aunt Peggy said, "When you kept chasing them, Bill, and pushed your cousin, Carol, into the pool, I thought that my brother hadn't been strict enough with you!'
"It was all in fun." I said to Aunt Peggy. "Nobody got hurt."
"Yes, I suppose." said Aunt Peggy, "But I would have gotten it from our dad for doing something like that. Even at nineteen!"
"Gotten it?" I asked, glad that Aunt Peggy knew nothing about my desires.
"Yeah, Bill. Our parents believed in spanking. We got it a lot. I know you didn't." said Aunt Peggy. "I even thought at the time that you needed a good spanking. You were nineteen then, right? I was twenty seven. Maybe I should have spanked you for pushing Cousin Carol into the pool, since your parents didn't!"
"Hey.." I said.
Aunt Peggy said, "You would have deserved it, if I'd put you across my knee right there in front of everybody!"
Aunt Peggy was laughing. I decided to take it as a joke, and just let it go. I crossed my legs, though, so she couldn't see the growing bulge in my pants from the twitching erection that was growing. Threats of spanking turn me on. I couldn't help it. But, I sure wasn't going to let on about it to my Aunt Peggy!
I was kind of relieved when our conversation turned. After a while, Aunt Peggy asked me to wait for a UPS delivery, while she went to the hospital to see Uncle Joe. She said I should make myself at home. She showed me the TV remote, and said her computer was on, just sleeping, and didn't need a password.
Aunt Peggy left. I cleaned up our coffee, and then wandered around jn her back yard, looking at her garden. Coming back in the house, I channel surfed on the TV for a few minutes. Then, bored, I went to the computer. After checking email, I found myself drawn, as usual, to my spanking websites. I went on several, before spending a good hour reading stories on MMSA. This day, all the stories I searched on and read were female dominant, male spankee stories. I had spent a lot of time recently on male/male stories and thoughts. I smiled to myself as I realized what I was doing. I thought it must have been watching Aunt Peggy's plump bottom earlier, that got me going on thoughts of getting it from a woman. I really enjoyed the stories, and lost track of how long I'd been on the computer.o
When I heard a car on the driveway, I knew Aunt Peggy was back. Before putting the computer to sleep, I went, as usual for me, to clear the browsing history. But, I found that Aunt Peggy was one of those people who never cleared hers. The list of visited websites was very long. I knew that she might notice if I cleared it! So, in the seconds I had, I decided to hope that Aunt Peggy never looked at it, and just closed the browser, and put the computer to sleep. I walked into the living room just as Aunt Peggy was walking in the front door with some packages from the supermarket.
"Hey!" I said, reaching to take the bags. We brought them into the kitchen and I helped put the food away, as Aunt Peggy told me that Uncle Joe was doing well after his surgery yesterday. It was Tuesday, and the doctors thought he'd be released on Friday. Aunt Peggy said she'd start dinner. I convinced her to let me take her out, seeing as she had enough stress running to the hospital and worrying about her husband. We went to a local pub, where we spent a couple of hours talking over our meal and a few drinks. It was really good to re-connect with a relative who remembered our family the way it was years ago.
When we got back to the house, Aunt Peggy got ready for bed. She came out to the living room in her housecoat and slippers, to tell me that she'd left out a washcloth and towel for me in the bathroom. She said, "You know where the guest room is, Bill. Good night."
"Good night, Aunt Peggy," I said.
I thought about going back online, but I didn't want to leave more of a trail on Aunt Peggy's computer. I was a little nervous about that as I got ready and went to bed.
In the morning, Aunt Peggy made breakfast. We lingered and talked over a full pot of coffee. Then, Aunt Peggy asked me to go with her to the hospital to visit Uncle Joe, and talk with his doctor. We stayed with Uncle Joe, who was sitting up and had gone for rehab, until almost 1:00 PM when we went out for lunch. We returned to sit with Uncle Joe for an hour or so in the afternoon, before going back to Aunt Peggy's house.
Aunt Peggy made us dinner. I cleaned up the kitchen afterward. She then suggested we watch a movie on demand on TV. I said that was great. Aunt Peggy then said she needed to go online to check her emails and messages. I felt a little start when she mentioned her computer. But, I reminded myself that she was apparently one of those people who never cleared or looked at her browsing history. I tried to relax as I said I would watch TV while I waited for her.
I turned on the 6:30 news. It was 7:30, and the national news was coming on before I realized that Aunt Peggy had still not returned from the other room where she was online. I stood up and went to look for her. As I entered the family room, there was my Aunt Peggy headed out to find me. She was wearing the funniest little smile on her face.
"Bill!" she said, "I was just coming to ask you to come in here. There's something on the computer I want to ask you about. Come here and look." Aunt Peggy said. I thought I'd die as I felt myself blush. 'It couldn't be!' I thought, quickly. 'Maybe it's something she found about Uncle Joe's surgery. Yeah, that's it!'
But, I thought I'd die again, as we stopped by the computer, and I saw the malespank.net website open to a story!
"Interesting websites you've been on here, Billy-boy!" Aunt Peggy said, looking up at me and smiling.
"It's just, ah," I said, "It's just an - ah - interest I've always had. It's a private thing, Aunt Peggy. I didn't mean for you to see it.."
