"Hey Brent, are you here to watch the game with me?"
"I wish I was just wondering if you would be around tomorrow?"
"Yeah, what do you need?" Stacy replied after she mentally checked her schedule.
"I have a package that will be delivered could you sign for it?"
"Yeah not a problem." Stacy said without hesitation. They did this all the time, she was surprised that he even asked. Over half the time she forgot to ask him, but instead just put a note on her door that directed the delivery man to Brent's apartment. "You know I don't mind signing for your deliveries, just don't forget to place a note on your door before you leave."
"Thanks so much Stacy you are awesome. Well enjoy your game I have to get some sleep it is going to be a long day at the office tomorrow. " Brent said as he turned to go back to his apartment.
Stacy curled back on the couch just in time to see a great slap shot that found its way to the back of the net. She felt great not only was her favorite hockey team up by 2 goals halfway through the second period, but she had just finished a young adult novel that she was sure was going to land her an attractive contract with a local publisher. The only thing that was still missing in her life was a tall dark and handsome man sharing this wonderful life with her. She had dated off and on since she was 16 but none of the guys ever seemed like marriage material. Now she was 25 and like her sister kept reminding her she wasn't getting any younger. Stacy knew what she wanted when it came to a man and so far none of the men that had walked into her life fit the bill. She wanted a man that would listen to her, had goals, and most importantly wasn't afraid to take her across his knee and spank her hard when she had been naughty or whenever he felt like it. She knew one of these days she would meet a guy that was a spanko, but until then she was satisfied to be single.
The next day was just like any other she got up late and was just about to start in on a big bowl of cereal when there was a knock on her door. It was the delivery man, she signed for the package and the delivery man was on his way. After she closed the door she examined the package. It was a plain brown box that just had Brent's name and address on it, there wasn't a return address. She thought that was a bit odd. The box was pretty long and was only about an inch and a half thick, but was surprisingly heavy. Her mind started trying to guess what was in the box, but she couldn't think of anything that would fit in this size box and weigh as much as this did. She placed the box on the chair next to the door and figured she would ask Brent what was in the box when he came to pick it up.
She went about her day as normal as she could, but her mind and eyes kept going back to the package that was still sitting on the chair. She finally got up and reexamined the package. This time she noticed that the package was just held together with clear packing tape. The same kind that she had in her desk drawer, she figured she could open it see what it was and then tape it back up and Brent would never be the wiser. She knew that she shouldn't be so curious but she couldn't help herself. Stacy carefully cut the the tape and before she knew it she had the box open. She couldn't believe her eyes. inside the box was a beautiful solid oak paddle. Her mind raced how had she not noticed that Brent was a spanko!
She swept her fingers across its beautiful glossy finish. It was a beautiful hand crafted paddle, she had dreamed of a paddle like this slamming across her bare ass. Just as she was turning the paddle over and over in her hands there was a knock on her door. She looked over at the clock it was 7pm. Her mind raced knowing that Brent was standing just outside her door and here she was snooping. He knocked again she tried to get the paddle back into the box and was just crossing her living room when Brent knocked again. She knew that she should call out and say that she was coming, but she couldn't find her voice. She opened her desk drawer and found her tape she was just about to start taping back up the package when she heard Brent start to unlock her apartment with the key that she had given him about 2 years ago. The door slowly opened Stacy couldn't move.
Brent was surprised to open Stacy's apartment and see the lights on and she was there. "Hey, why didn't you answer the door?" he said as he crossed the room to where Stacy was standing frozen the the same pose that she had been in when he opened the door. Then he saw exactly why she hadn't answered the door. "What the hell are you doing? Why are you going through my package? I thought that I could trust you?" He was furious and embarrassed, how was he going to explain to Stacy why he had bought a paddle.
Stacy's face was completely red she couldn't figure out how she was going to get out of this one and still have her best friend. "I am sorry Brent" she began. "I just got so curious at what was in the box, I am sorry, but my curiosity got the best of me."
"I don't get it Stacy that was my package it had my name on it, why did you go through my things. I would never ever think about going through any of the packages that you have delivered to my place." Brent said as he grabbed the box away from her hands.
"I am so sorry Brent I have no idea what came over me and how I can ever make things right between us again." Stacy said with tears coming down her face. Brent was her best friend and frankly her only friend that she really felt really comfortable with. Then she thought about it and decided that she would offer her bottom. "Brent, I shouldn't have gone through your package I am so sorry, but I think that the only way that I think this should be dealt with is by you using your new paddle to teach me a lesson about going through your things."
Brent couldn't believe what he was hearing, she just asked him to spank her. He just about had to pinch himself. This was a dream come true Stacy was constantly smarting off to him and then prancing around in front of him in pants that showed off her bubble butt that just screamed spank me. "I think that is exactly what you need young lady" Without another word Brent grabbed her arm and pulled her over to the couch and placed her over his knee. Then without a moment of hesitation he pulled her sweat pants and panties down in one swift motion. Then he raised the paddle and brought it down on her ass.
Stacy couldn't believe how much it hurt as he brought it down over and over again in practically the same place then she felt the paddle coming down in the lower section of her ass over and over again. She started crying out with every swat. Brent didn't let up until she was crying so hard that she was having a hard time breathing. He let her up and gave her a hug and told her that all was forgiven. Stacy couldn't believe how much her bottom hurt, but she couldn't help but wonder how this was going to change their casual friendship. Was this the start of a wonderful relationship?