I sat at my kitchen table for about another fifteen minutes reflecting back on everything that had happened. I looked at the clock and knew my friend Sara was probably already on her way over here to spank my brother, Ted, for me. My best guess was that she'd be here in about thirty minutes.
I told Sara on the phone to let herself in and wait in the kitchen. I knew I'd probably be with Ted, either drying him off after his shower or helping him look through my lingerie drawer to select which panties he wanted to wear after his shower. Then, before I brought him out to have his spanking, I'd need to have a talk with Ted to prepare him for the fact that Sara was going to be waiting in the kitchen, and she'd be the one to spank him.
I didn't look forward to that conversation. There was a cha
