Visiting Aunt Susan

Aunt Susan had always been your favorite aunt. She was 12 years younger than my mom and 12 years older than me.  When I was younger she was a ready made baby sitter as she only lived a few blocks from you.  Aunt Susan of course was a spanking baby sitter as she was your moms' youngest sister and had learned child raising from her mom and older sisters.  They all believed that frequent spankings kept kids on the straight and narrow.
       Another nice thing about Aunt Susan was that she was still young enough to enjoy playing board games and  other games like hide and seek and such indoors.  Some times when playing games I would cheat and she would put me over her knees with my pants and underwear down and hand spank me until my bottom started to sting and then she would sit me on her knees and hug me and ask me if i had learned my lesson.  I would say "yes Aunty
Susan,  I am sorry and I won't ever do it again."  She would hug and kiss me and then we would go on to some other fun.  It seemed that whenever she sat for me I would end up over her knee being spanked.  It was never for anything real seious just something from the game  like misscounting the number of moves or such so the spankings were never mush more than just some more of the fun.
       AS i was getting to be a mid teen and the rebel against authority thing was getting me in trouble, and mom had me go to her houseafter school.  sometimes i would try to get her to spank me to bring back those memories when i had been younger,  the spankings had seemed like part of the game.  She told me, you can come to me for a spanking any time that you feel you need one but as you are older i am going to make sure that you feel them by using my hairbrush to impress on you that you need to be aware that spankings are to correct moods, or other problems that are troubling you.  I didn't llike the idea of the hairbrush but i did want that nice warm feeling of being over her lap so i agreed.  She spanked me many time  until i was 19 years old and heading to college.  While i was at college she had gotten a new job in Florida and had written to me to describe the new place she was living,  It was near enough to one of the major beachs and she told me that i should come for a visit after i graduate. the years flew by and graduation came up.  I had mentioned to mom that i would like to take a month or two off before starting the  job hunt and that Aunt Susan had offered to let me stay there for a month or so while i got my resumee ready to start the job hunt.  She even hinted at helping me prepare for interviews as that ws what she did for a living there. 
        I arrived at her house, we settled my bags into the room I would be staying at.  She had made some pastry and milk for a snack after I came out from putting my things away.  I said it was almost like when i used to get out of school and head to her house back home.  I started giggeling and mentioned that sometimes she would give me a spaning if i needed it.. She looked at me and smiled.  She said that she actually enjoyed warming my bottom  while over her lap and that she had felt my arousal as the spanking progressed,  She even said that the evidence on her lap made her think that I enjoyed the spankings.. I told her while blushing that the spankings did hurt but that it was worth the hurt for the warmth and the love that i felt while she was spanking me.  She said "well I have the time and i still have that big old hairbrush,  I remember telling you that I would spank you whenever you felt that you needed one and that still goes."  I was blushing and I said, "I was hoping that you would remember that."  We ate our snacks and laughed about old times and then she said, "Well I think I will go get my hairbrush, why don't you take off you pants and underwear and place a chair in the middle of the kitchen."  When she came back in she had changed to a nice red dress and high heels.  Just looking at her tapping that brush on her thighs as she approached the chair.  She sat and smoothed her skirt on her lap, moved a little forward on the chair, patted her palm with the brush and looked at me, "Ah ha, I guess you really are a naughty boy who is in need of a nice hard spanking.  Come here and get across my lap."  I laid across and she adjusted me slightly.  She had me place my right hand on my back and she held it firmly  and said with a laugh, "this is going to hurt you alot more than me but I think it will bring back fond memories to both of us."  I had forgotten how much that brush hurt but she stopped and rubbed and scolded every 10 or so smacks so it hurt but was bearable up until the finally. which really took my breath away. When she let me up she had me sit on her lap and i noticed the wet spot on her thighs,  I said "Sorry Auntie" and she said that it just shows how naughty a boy I am and that she will have to spnk my little bottom alot during the visit.  As luck wuld have it i managed to get a job at a local company right near where she lived so I have been able to continue seeing my aunt whenever I really need a spanking to set things straight again.