My Spanking Neighbors

About a month ago, Dr. Ken wrote a fictitious story about hearing his neighbors in spanking play. He had me spellbound until he admitted it was just a made up story.

Well, I have a "spanking neighbors" story to tell and mine is totally true. It occurred about four years ago in the neighborhood I used to live in. I was living in the house I grew up in at the time. I was driving home from a long, hard day at work one Friday night. I wasn't particularly thinking about anything, just kind of listening to the radio in my car humming the tune. Traffic wasn't too bad that time of night (it was late...about 11:30 pm) so it didn't take long to make the turn into my neighborhood. As I came around the corner and turned onto the cul de sac I lived on, I happened to slow down at the end of the block, preparing for the curve that was coming. I slowed down enough to see my neighbors (they lived only four doors down from my house) through opened curtains in the living room. She was dressed in a multi-colored print sundress with her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. He was dressed in a golf shirt and shorts. I was drawn to them. Now, I am no voyeur or anything, but something about this scene got on my "spanking radar". Sure enough, he sat down beside her on the sofa and before my mind could even register it, he pulled her sternly over his knee. But, I noticed she was smiling. I think they obviously forgot they hadn't drawn the curtains. I only saw him spank her on her dress because a car came up behind me and honked at me to get moving, so I never saw the whole scene. The next Friday I dashed home, hoping this was an every Friday night thing, but to my disappointment, they remembered to close the curtains.

I never did find out if that only happened once or if I did indeed have "spanking neighbors". I tend to want to believe they played spanking games all the time. I also like to believe they may have been walking down the street, hand in hand, one sunny afternoon and heard spanking noises coming from my house and were inspired. I assure you I always remembered to pull down my blinds whenever I had "company" over.

At any rate, there was just something about this scene that was very alluring. Maybe it was that dress and her bare legs and feet. Or maybe it was the way he took over his knee so masterfully, with that stern look on his face. I don't know what it was but it worked for me on every level. Soon after that, I moved to where I live now. I often wonder about those people and if they still have spanking games. They were both young and attractive and I would often wave to them as I drove by if they were outside. I brought them a plate of cookies when they moved into the neighborhood and they were very appreciative and gracious to me. But I wonder if they know that was me who watched them that Friday night; a witness to something I was not unfamiliar with and of which I definitely approved.

For those who just have to know every detail, all I saw him spank her with was his hand, but it seemed good and solid to me; not wimpy or unsure of himself. And, she was smiling the entire time I watched them. The one thing I will admit to was that I had to stifle the urge to run to the door, knock and ask if I could be next!

That's all for now, kiddies...play safe and play nice!