Brief….But Memorable

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A bit of cyberplay….showing my Top side. *bg* If this is not your thing, don’t read it. If it is, enjoy. 😉 Feedback is both welcome and appreciated.

by Alyx

Alyx sat at her computer, staring at the screen. Trying to keep up with all the posts on a busy messageboard was nearly a full time job. Her view of the monitor was blocked momentarily by a blonde head as JB climbed into her lap.

“Alyx, look!” JB’s voice was proud as she held out her hands.

“Mm? What’s that?” Alyx’s voice was distracted….she was reading a story and not really paying attention to her friend.

“Looook, Alyx!” There was a tugging on her t-shirt, and Alyx tore her eyes away from the screen.

“What am I looking at, sweetie?”

“My nails! I haven’t bitten them for two weeks!” JB held up both hands.

Alyx smiled, impressed. She knew how hard it was to break that habit. “That’s wonderful, sweetie! And your hands look very nice. I’m so proud of you.” She gave JB a heartfelt hug.

JB hugged her back happily. But five seconds later Alyx’s attention was focused back on the screen. JB sighed. She wondered if Alyx had really been paying attention to her at all, or just pretending to listen. There was one way to find out.

“Alyx?”

“Hm?”

“I’m not wearing panties.”

It took a second to sink in, but JB could tell exactly when it penetrated her consciousness. Alyx’s stomach muscles tightened as she inhaled sharply, and her eyebrows rose high on her forehead.

“What?!” she asked, voice croaking a bit with the shock. Her glance immediately dropped to the bottom that rested so snugly in her lap, but all she could see were the loose-fitting shorts JB normally wore before bedtime. Still, hearing that announcement could not help but cause her to imagine….well, other things. Surely JB knew how provocative that statement was? English wasn’t her first language, but she was no fool.

“I’m wearing boy’s-type briefs. It’s the latest fashion in Brazil.” Her smile looked innocent enough, but her eyes were dancing. “Wanna see?”

Alyx swallowed hard and began breathing again. So she hadn’t meant it that way! But she was still offering to show off her underwear. Maybe she was just like a kid who was pleased with a new toy? Get your mind out of the gutter, Alyx told herself. “Uh….okay,” she said aloud.

JB hopped off her lap and stood in front of her, hands at the waistband of her shorts. She pretended to start to pull them down, then stopped and stuck her tongue out at Alyx. “No!” she said gleefully, running to the other side of the room.

That’s when Alyx knew JB’s teasing hadn’t been innocent at all. She knew perfectly well what she’d been insinuating, and now she was laughing at Alyx’s reaction. As so often happened with JB’s pranks, Alyx was torn between laughter and outrage.

“You little brat!” she said, rising slowly from her chair. “You deserve to have your bottom warmed for that!”

JB was still giggling, very pleased with herself. She had definitely gotten Alyx’s full attention that time! Her laughter stopped as she noticed Alyx coming around the sofa toward her. She squealed and ran, trying to keep the sofa between them. Alyx kept advancing, the light in her eye like that of a tiger with its prey.

“Why don’t you let me see your new briefs up close?” she asked JB in a low growl. “I’m really interested in knowing how durable they are….can they withstand pressure, for instance? Forceful, repeated pressure, I mean.” She continued to circle around the sofa, gradually moving faster.

JB was beginning to regret her little joke. “No need to check, Alyx!” she said nervously. “They’re fine, very strong.”

“Let me be the judge of that, my girl,” Alyx replied. She leapt suddenly over the back of the couch, grabbing JB firmly around the waist.

“No, no, I’m sorry!” JB squealed, beginning to struggle. But it was no use. Alyx sat down on the sofa and wrestled the pleading JB across her lap. Hooking her finger into the waistband of JB’s shorts, she pulled them down easily to her knees.

“Oh, now these are very cute!” Alyx agreed, taking in the snug-fitting cotton with its wide, flat elastic waistband. She rubbed the soft blue material as it clung to those wriggling cheeks. “Tell you what, why don’t we try an experiment? Let’s see how a spanking feels with these on, and then again with them off?”

Alyx sounded delighted with her idea, and JB groaned. “No need for the experiment, Alyx! I already know the answer!”

“Oh, but we need to be sure. I’m a strong believer in the scientific method, myself.”

JB wasn’t sure what that was, but she knew it was bad news for her bum. She closed her eyes as she felt Alyx lift her hand high in the air.

SMACK! Alyx’s palm descended firmly and JB was wriggling from the first swat. “Ow! Owwweeee!”

Alyx wrapped her arm tightly around JB’s waist and continued to pepper the squirming bottom before her. Spanking high on the right cheek, then high on the left, lower on the left cheek, directly on the sit spot, then lower on the right cheek. Finally completing this counterclockwise journey with a sharp punctuating SPANK! to the middle. Several smacks later, Alyx stopped to rub the blue cotton-covered mounds.

“Hm, these do seem to be holding up rather well,” Alyx murmured, though she doubted JB could quite appreciate it. “Let’s compare it to without, shall we?” She slowly drew off the briefs, enjoying the pinkness of the cheeks that were revealed.

“Nooooooo,” JB wailed as she felt what little protection she had slip away. The air was cool on her burning buttocks, but she knew that was only temporary.

Alyx started up again on a now bare bottom, and the difference was immediate. The SMACK! SWAT! SPANK! pattern resounded like gunshots, and JB’s squirming was taken to a whole new level. Legs scissoring and hips wriggling from side to side in an effort to escape Alyx’s hard hand, she soon kicked off the new briefs she was so proud of.

“Ouch! No more! I’m sorry I teased! I’m sorryyyyyy!”

Alyx grinned at JB’s howls. “Naughty girls are always sorry when they get caught, aren’t they?” she observed. But she kept up the spanking until she judged the color and temperature of JB’s rear end was just right – steaming like a freshly cooked lobster. “Well, I would call that experiment a success, don’t you think so, hon?” She hauled the now-sniffling brat upright to sit on her lap.

“Owwww,” JB whimpered as her throbbing buttocks made contact with Alyx’s thighs. “That hurts, Alyx! Now I really can’t wear panties!”

“Well, it’s a good thing you have briefs then, isn’t it?” Alyx joked.

“Not funny,” JB grumbled. But she couldn’t really complain. After all, Alyx’s attention HAD been completely focused on her for awhile. Now if she could just get her to focus on a different area!

The End

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