When Bree walked in the door that evening, it was to find Angie
and Jack already there. They were on the couch making out
when she came in, and she stopped in the doorway for a
moment, startled. Not because she had walked in on them, but
because of the way Angie was half lying over her boyfriend’s lap,
with his hand cupping her bottom.
Looking a little startled herself, Angie quickly pushed herself
upright and gave her a smile. “Hey,” she said.
Bree returned her friend’s smile. “I thought you were working
tonight,” she said, closing the door.
The blond-haired girl shrugged. “I switched shifts with one of
the other waitresses.”
and Jack already there. They were on the couch making out
when she came in, and she stopped in the doorway for a
moment, startled. Not because she had walked in on them, but
because of the way Angie was half lying over her boyfriend’s lap,
with his hand cupping her bottom.
Looking a little startled herself, Angie quickly pushed herself
upright and gave her a smile. “Hey,” she said.
Bree returned her friend’s smile. “I thought you were working
tonight,” she said, closing the door.
The blond-haired girl shrugged. “I switched shifts with one of
the other waitresses.”
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All She Can Think About
Bree nodded. For a moment, she stared at Jack’s hand where it was still resting on Angie’s
bottom before she finally forced herself to look away. Had he just been about to spank the
other girl? Bree wondered. Then again, maybe he already had. Her pulse quickened at the
thought. She was just about to make some excuse about needing to work on her paper some
more when she heard Jack suggest to Angie that maybe they should go over to his place. Bree
wasn’t insulted by his words since it was something she and Ronan often did when Angie was
there, and they were the ones that wanted privacy.
“You don’t have to do that,” Bree said quickly. “I just came back to grab some books before I
went over to the library. I’ll be there for a couple of hours.”
The lie rolled off her tongue so easily that she could only wonder where it had come from.
Apparently, it was enough to satisfy Angie and Jack, because they exchanged meaningful
looks with each other before settling back down on the couch.
Going into her bedroom, Bree grabbed the first two textbooks she came across before walking
back into the living room. Giving the other couple a smile, she opened the door and let
herself out of the apartment. Out in the hallway, she leaned back against the wall and
waited. If Angie and Jack were anything like her and Ronan, then they would already be
heading for the bedroom. All she had to do was wait. And though she felt so incredibly
naughty, she didn’t leave.
Ten minutes later, she reached for the doorknob, only to hesitate. What was she doing? She
couldn’t spy on her friends like this! Not only was it completely out of character for her, but it
was just plain wrong. And what if she got caught? Was seeing her roommate get a spanking
worth their friendship?
With a shake of her head, Bree turned away from the door and started down the hallway, but
then stopped in her tracks, the urge to watch Angie get a spanking too great to allow her to
walk away. God, she thought, this must be what an addict feels like when they need a fix. But
an opportunity like this wouldn’t come by again, she told herself. Besides, if she got caught,
she could just say that she had come back to get a book she’d forgotten.
That decided it for her. Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked back down the hallway
to her apartment. Gripping the doorknob in her hand, she turned it slowly, and then quietly
pushed the door open.
The living room was empty, just as Bree had hoped it would be, and from the soft murmur of
voices coming from down the hall, it was obvious that Angie and her boyfriend had made a
beeline for the bedroom as soon as she had left.
Abruptly, a smack echoed throughout the apartment, followed by a loud, “Owwwww!” from
Angie. “That hurt!”
A deep chuckle from Jack. “It’s supposed to hurt a little, babe.”
Angie muttered something Bree couldn’t quite hear, but Jack’s word came across quite clear.
“Oh, you’ll be warm, all right.”
Her pulse skipping a beat, Bree ignored the twinge of remorse she once again felt for spying
on her friends and carefully crept along the hallway toward her roommate’s bedroom,
dumping her books on the couch as she went.
Bree got as close to Angie’s room as she dared, and peeked in. What she saw made her eyes
go wide. Jack sat on the bed, his pretty blond girlfriend draped over his knee, one arm
wrapped around her slender waist to hold her in place. Angie’s bottom was already a rosy
pink where her skimpy panties had ridden up to expose her skin. Both Jack and Angie were
positioned in such a way that neither of them could see Bree where she was standing in the
doorway, and she was thrilled at her good fortune. Mesmerized, she watched as Jack lifted his
hand to spank her friend again.
bottom before she finally forced herself to look away. Had he just been about to spank the
other girl? Bree wondered. Then again, maybe he already had. Her pulse quickened at the
thought. She was just about to make some excuse about needing to work on her paper some
more when she heard Jack suggest to Angie that maybe they should go over to his place. Bree
wasn’t insulted by his words since it was something she and Ronan often did when Angie was
there, and they were the ones that wanted privacy.
“You don’t have to do that,” Bree said quickly. “I just came back to grab some books before I
went over to the library. I’ll be there for a couple of hours.”
The lie rolled off her tongue so easily that she could only wonder where it had come from.
Apparently, it was enough to satisfy Angie and Jack, because they exchanged meaningful
looks with each other before settling back down on the couch.
Going into her bedroom, Bree grabbed the first two textbooks she came across before walking
back into the living room. Giving the other couple a smile, she opened the door and let
herself out of the apartment. Out in the hallway, she leaned back against the wall and
waited. If Angie and Jack were anything like her and Ronan, then they would already be
heading for the bedroom. All she had to do was wait. And though she felt so incredibly
naughty, she didn’t leave.
Ten minutes later, she reached for the doorknob, only to hesitate. What was she doing? She
couldn’t spy on her friends like this! Not only was it completely out of character for her, but it
was just plain wrong. And what if she got caught? Was seeing her roommate get a spanking
worth their friendship?
With a shake of her head, Bree turned away from the door and started down the hallway, but
then stopped in her tracks, the urge to watch Angie get a spanking too great to allow her to
walk away. God, she thought, this must be what an addict feels like when they need a fix. But
an opportunity like this wouldn’t come by again, she told herself. Besides, if she got caught,
she could just say that she had come back to get a book she’d forgotten.
That decided it for her. Taking a deep breath, she turned and walked back down the hallway
to her apartment. Gripping the doorknob in her hand, she turned it slowly, and then quietly
pushed the door open.
The living room was empty, just as Bree had hoped it would be, and from the soft murmur of
voices coming from down the hall, it was obvious that Angie and her boyfriend had made a
beeline for the bedroom as soon as she had left.
Abruptly, a smack echoed throughout the apartment, followed by a loud, “Owwwww!” from
Angie. “That hurt!”
A deep chuckle from Jack. “It’s supposed to hurt a little, babe.”
Angie muttered something Bree couldn’t quite hear, but Jack’s word came across quite clear.
“Oh, you’ll be warm, all right.”
Her pulse skipping a beat, Bree ignored the twinge of remorse she once again felt for spying
on her friends and carefully crept along the hallway toward her roommate’s bedroom,
dumping her books on the couch as she went.
Bree got as close to Angie’s room as she dared, and peeked in. What she saw made her eyes
go wide. Jack sat on the bed, his pretty blond girlfriend draped over his knee, one arm
wrapped around her slender waist to hold her in place. Angie’s bottom was already a rosy
pink where her skimpy panties had ridden up to expose her skin. Both Jack and Angie were
positioned in such a way that neither of them could see Bree where she was standing in the
doorway, and she was thrilled at her good fortune. Mesmerized, she watched as Jack lifted his
hand to spank her friend again.
