"Do you believe me, honey?" she raised tear-filled eyes to ask him.
"Yes, I do," he stated firmly. "I'll admit that this gave me a shock... but I knew in my heart you would deny it. I'm sorry if I upset you even more."
"I wanted to call you when the candy came at work today, but I knew you would leave your job and come home, and I didn't want you to lose your job..."
"No job is as important as your safety, Becky Ree," Trevor gave her a firm pat on the bottom. "You are always to call me when you are upset or frightened. That is a firm rule from now on... Okay?" He hugged her even tighter.
"Yes, thank you, honey. I feel so much better now," she admitted. "Are you hungry? I'll whip us up some dinner..."
"No, let's order a pizza. We can sit and snuggle," he suggested.
"That sounds great." Becky was thrilled that Trevor didn't let go of her hand as he led her into the living room and picked up a telephone and called for pizza. Once the order was made, they sat on the sofa, and just snuggled while Trevor told her how his trip went. He'd managed to get everything done ahead of schedule, and had an extra day off. It worked well because Becky wasn't scheduled for the next three days, and could spend the time with him. They were talking of taking a trip when the doorbell rang.
"That must be our pizza already," Trevor said in surprise, but got up and went to the door. "Nope, it's Rob and Holly. Come on in. We just ordered pizza, but there will be plenty. I ordered extra because I like pizza for breakfast once in a while," he grinned.
"I didn't expect to find you home so soon, Trevor," Rob smiled. "I told Hol we needed to come by and see if Beck wanted to join us for dinner. I'm worried about her," he admitted, and then asked, "Did she tell you about the mysterious guy who is sending flowers every day?"
"Yes... He moved on to candy," Trevor stated in irritation, then picked up the card from the little table by the door and handed it to his brother-in-law to read.
"This is pure BS!" Rob exploded. "Beck would never cheat on you!" His blue eyes were snapping with temper.
"No, she wouldn't, and she's scared to death. When she came home she was shaking and terrified."
"Damn it! We need to call the cops," Rob stated forcefully, and then marched into the living room. "Beck, we need to call the cops," he said firmly.
"And say what?" she asked. "That I'm frightened because someone is sending me flowers and candy? They would just think that I am cheating on my husband and lying about it and making up a stalker to hide an affair."
"What about the people you work with?" Rob demanded. "I know they have a weird sense of humor...?"
"They do," Becky agreed, "but this isn't funny any more, and I already asked and they all denied it. They wouldn't lie to me. Funny is one thing, freaked out is another... and I'll admit that I am truly freaked out. I keep looking over my shoulder all the time, and I was so thankful to see that Trevor was home when I got here today."
"You should have called me, honey," Rob scolded.
"I know," she admitted. "I just didn't want to interfere in your plans with Holly. You don't get a lot of time together, either."
Holly had been quiet ever since walking into the house, and when Becky looked at her, she was surprised to see that the blonde's face was red and her green eyes were full of guilt. Becky immediately realized that her 'stalker' was her sister-in-law, and that she was getting even for the panties she had put in Rob's bag several weeks ago. "Holly?"
"I'm sorry, Becky. I didn't realize you would be frightened."
"Payback, huh?" Becky asked, more relieved than angry.
"I was mad at you, really angry... But that isn't a good excuse. I didn't realize you would think someone was stalking you, Becky. I just wanted Trevor to feel a bit of jealousy... and for you to have to convince him you were innocent. It all sounds so petty now. Please forgive me...?"
"Of course I forgive you," Becky smiled. "Holly, I just want us to get along. I know how much you and Rob love each other. And now that you know it, too, things will be better between the two of you." The look on Rob's face was thunderous, and Trevor looked equally angry. Poor Holly was going to be in some serious trouble, she feared.
"Holly Danielle Crawford, I cannot believe you are the one who was sending all those flowers, and that note... it was cruel!" Rob stated coldly. He was obviously struggling with his temper.
"I said I was sorry, Rob!" Holly whispered, embarrassed that he was scolding her in front of Trevor and Becky.
"You aren't nearly as sorry as you're going to be," Rob promised. "Trevor punished Becky for over a week for putting those panties in my bag and interfering in our marriage. At least HER intentions were good ones; your intention was simply to get even, and you terrified my sister in the process. Trevor knows she loves him and him only. You, young lady, are in serious trouble with me, and you won't be sitting well for at least two weeks."
"Rob, no!" Holly exclaimed in genuine distress.
"Don't you dare tell me 'no', Holly. You went out of your way to cause a problem, and I won't have it. Let's go."
"What about dinner?" Holly asked, stalling for time.
"I can spank you here if you want?" Rob stated furiously.
The doorbell rang, and Trevor excused himself to answer it. He tipped the delivery boy and returned with the pizza. "You might as well stay and eat some pizza before going home, Rob. You need to cool down before you spank Holly," he bluntly stated. "You're too angry right now, and you don't want to hurt her because of your temper."
Rob had to admit that Trevor was right. "What kind of pizza did you get?" he asked curiously.
Both Becky and Trevor laughed, and Becky hurried to the kitchen to get paper plates and napkins, and cans of soda from the fridge. The pizza tasted good, and at least three of them enjoyed the meal. Holly was very quiet, and even though Becky made a point of trying to include the blond in the conversation, Holly just wasn't able to relax and have fun. She knew that she was in some serious trouble, and that her husband was going to punish her. While Rob had spanked her on two other occasions since that first time, she knew that they wouldn't even compare to the one she was going to get now. And worst of all, she knew she deserved a serious punishment. What she did was wrong... very wrong... and she sincerely regretted her actions. She was surprised that Becky was being so nice to her. She wasn't nearly as gracious when Becky apologized to her for the panties...
In a way, Holly was relieved when Rob announced they were leaving. She needed to plead her case, and make Rob understand that she truly was sorry for her actions. She needed for him to believe her when she told him that she hadn't meant to frighten Becky. She just prayed that he would forgive her.
Once the door was closed behind Rob and Holly, Trevor let out a low whistle. "I would not want to be in Miss Holly's shoes right now. She is in some serious trouble"
"I was so proud of you for asking Rob to calm down first, honey," Becky said softly. "I feel sorry for her."
"After she frightened you like that? I don't feel a bit sorry for her. She needs a damn good spanking, and it was all I could do to keep my mouth shut and not tear a strip off of her. The only reason I didn't was because of Rob. I don't want to cause trouble between us."
"It's Rob's place to deal with Holly, Trevor. And, yes, I do feel sorry for her. While I knew the panties I put in Rob's bag would upset her, I didn't know to what extent. When Rob told me why she has such a difficult time trusting, I realized that I went too far... even though I genuinely thought I was helping at the time. I upset Holly so much she wanted to get even, and that isn't good, honey. Just like I didn't stop and think the panties might upset her, she didn't realize I would be frightened by the flowers and all the notes. She just wanted me to learn what it felt like to be on the other end of interference."
"Yes, she's an instigator, just like you," Trevor nodded. "I hope Rob spanks the snot out of her and she learns her lesson."
"I'm sure she will," Becky answered absentmindedly. Now that her 'st
alker' was all taken care of, her mind was turning to other things. "I think we should turn in early tonight, don't you?" she asked in a husky, suggestive voice.
"I most certainly do," Trevor readily agreed. "I think I have a little wife who needs a spanking!" he announced.
"Whatever for?" Becky asked in surprise. "I haven't done anything wrong!" she declared.
"Did you call me and tell me how frightened you were?" he asked.
"No, I didn't," she confessed. "I didn't want to risk your job, honey! My reasons were good ones."
"True, but I always want to know when you are frightened," Trevor informed her.
"I already promised you I would call you if there is a next time, and I will keep that promise." The last thing she wanted right now was a spanking! "Come on, Trevor... Let's not spoil our evening," she cajoled.
"Who said a spanking would spoil our evening?" Trevor asked, and then, before Becky could guess his intentions, he picked her up and headed upstairs. "I think you need a spanking, young lady," he growled. "I'm going to bare your pretty butt and give you a spanking you'll remember for a long, long time."
"Trevor!" Becky wailed. "I don't want a spanking! I want to make love!"
"So do I," he whispered.
Becky finally realized that he was talking about another kind of spanking altogether... She wanted to laugh in relief, but decided it would be more fun to offer a token resistance and put up a bit of a fight. If Trevor were honestly serious about punishing her, he would have scolded and sent her upstairs to wait in the corner. This was another type of spanking altogether, and she was already soaking wet at the prospect of his hand on her bare tush. "You wouldn't DARE spank me!" she said, hoping her smile would let Trevor know she was playing along with him, and not actually daring him to punish her.
"You'll see if I dare, young lady. When I get those clothes off of you, I'm going to set your cute butt on fire!" Trevor promised, his dark eyes full of passion and love. He loved it when Becky played along with him. He made it to their room, and dropped her on the bed. "Take off your clothes," he ordered, hoping she would tell him 'no'.
"I will NOT!" Becky refused, shaking her head vigorously.
"You won't? Then, I guess I will have to do it myself!" he promised, and in seconds, they were rolling all over the bed as he tried to undress her and she wiggled and pushed and tried to make it difficult, but not impossible for him to pull off her clothing, piece by piece until she was wearing nothing but her bra and panties. She was relieved she'd put on the matching set this morning... Trevor gifted her with them on her last birthday, and he loved seeing her wear them. "You look so pretty, honey," he whispered, and then smiled gleefully, "It's too bad I'm going to have to spank your butt until it's nice and red!"
"Nooooo!" Becky tried to get away once more, but Trevor easily flipped her over and his hand started spanking her silky panties. The spanks were more like caresses, and felt really good. While she continued to 'complain' about the spanking, her body movements were sure to tell Trevor that she was enjoying the spanking very, very much.
Much later, when they were both sated, and Trevor was applying lotion to soothe the burn from his wife's bottom, Becky said, "I love it when you put lotion on my butt, honey. It just feels so good."
"It was a good girl spanking...I'll bet Holly won't get any lotion."
Chapter Five
The ride home in the car was tense. Every time Holly tried to speak to Rob, he told her to "just be quiet." Holly knew she was in trouble, but it really hurt her feelings that Rob wouldn't even let her apologize to him. She needed to tell him how sorry she was, and assure him that she wouldn't have done it at all if she'd known Becky would become frightened. The whole plan backfired from beginning to end. Trevor didn't get jealous. It must be nice to love and trust someone that much... She couldn't help but be upset at how much her Dad's actions hurt her. It wasn't fair to punish Rob because of her Dad, but she was always expecting the worst. Holly was determined she would not live like her Mom, and just pretend that everything was all right. She wouldn't and couldn't do that. Still, Rob had never given her any reason to doubt him... and obviously, not everyone had the same worries that their spouse would cheat on them. Trevor and Becky certainly didn't. She was a mess, and it was her Dad's fault. But, she didn't have to stay a mess, and she wouldn't!
When they finally reached their home, Holly was happy to get out of the car. She needed to speak to Rob. Once they were inside, she turned to him in determination. "Rob, I am..."
"I don't want to hear it, Holly. I don't want any excuses. I want you in our bedroom, your clothes off, except for a top, and your nose in the corner. You are to stand there and think about how terrified my sister has been the last few days. You know how uneasy you get here all alone when I am out of town; how much worse do you think it's been for Beck the last few days... all alone and worried that a stalker was after her? I'm so damned upset with you right now... GO!" Rob pointed toward the steps.
Holly burst into tears. Rob wouldn't even give her a chance to explain. It made her feel about two inches tall. She never meant to frighten Becky, and she felt terrible that she did. She was going to have to make it up to her in some way, but she didn't know how. She honestly felt sick at the thought of putting Becky through such a frightening experience, and Rob was right to be angry with her.
She undressed, and put on a simple tee shirt and debated on which corner to use to stand in. The one behind the chair seemed easiest to get to, so she chose that one, and prayed she wouldn't have to wait for Rob too long. Standing in the corner was something she remembered from her childhood, and she hated it with a passion. She always felt it was meant to shame someone rather than help them think, and she was already as ashamed of herself as she could be.
Rob went into the kitchen and started searching for something he could use to blister Holly's butt. He settled on a wooden spatula and after cracking it on his hand several times, he was sure it would make an impression on Holly's stubborn hide. He was going to make her regret her behavior, and insure she wouldn't sit for a good long while without remembering this spanking. He couldn't believe she'd done something so terrible, and he couldn't understand why Becky was so forgiving. He also realized that Trevor was mad enough to spit nails, but was smart enough to leave Holly to him to discipline. If he ever wanted to face his brother-in-law and friend again, Rob had to make sure the punishment fit the crime.
He glanced at the clock and decided that he'd waited long enough for Holly to work up a good case of dread and angst. No matter how awful she thought the punishment was going to be, he fully intended to make it worse. He entered the bedroom, and spotted her immediately. He was pleased to see that she'd obeyed him. She was in the corner, and bare from the waist down. He could hear her sniffling, too, and that suited him just fine. He didn't feel a bit sorry for her. Not this time. "You can come over here, Holly Danielle."
"Rob, please... I want to talk to you before you... do this," she begged. "I'm truly sorry. It didn't occur to me that Becky would be frightened. If I'd known that, I swear I wouldn't have done it at all."
"Do you honestly expect me to believe that?" Rob asked sourly.
"Yes, I do. It is the truth. I'm ashamed of myself, and I know I earned a punishment. In fact," she bit on her lower lip for a moment, and then made herself finish, "I feel so guilty I can't stand it. But, I want you to know that I regret what I did, more than you realize. It didn't occur to me that Becky would think someone was stalking her... I wouldn't do that to anyone, Rob, and certainly not to Becky. I can't believe she was so nice to me, and so understanding. I promise you I'm going to try and make it up to her someway. I don't know how just yet, but even a spanking isn't going to make me feel it was okay to do what I did. I'm so sorry."
Rob felt the last of his temper melt away. Holly was genuinely sincere, and it made him smile in relief. "I'm pleased to hear you say that, honey," he gave her a hug. "Doesn't mean I'm not going to spank you until you can't
sit down, but I'm really happy to know you didn't frighten Beck on purpose. You know, she didn't realize about your Dad when she put those panties in my bag, either. She regretted doing that when I told her how upset it made you, and why. I think that is why she is able to accept that you didn't mean for her to be frightened. She didn't mean to upset you to the extent she did, either."
"I wish you'd told me that, Rob. I really do. I don't think I would have been so angry with her. Not that I had a good excuse... I didn't." She looked at him and took a deep breath, "Can we just get this over with, please? I hate waiting."
Rob nodded. He had a feeling she wasn't going to be too happy in a few minutes, but she'd earned a good spanking, and she was going to get one she would never forget. He helped her over his lap, and permitted her upper body to rest on the bed. He started with his hand, and Holly yelped in pain.
"Owwww! Not so hard, Rob! Not so hard!" she cried out. Rob ignored her wishes, and continued to spank her hard, first one cheek and then the other. Holly kicked and squirmed, but he didn't miss his wiggling target. He calmly and methodically reddened each cheek, and then her upper thighs, and then he concentrated on her sit spot.
"Owwww! Owwwww! Owwwww! It hurts! I'm so sorry! Please stop!" Holly begged for mercy, but there wasn't any. Rob intended to do just as he promised. He continued spanking Holly until her skin was hot to the touch, and then, he only stopped to pick up the wooden spatula.
"Now we're going to get serious," he told her.
"Oh, no! Rob, I'm already sore! Please... Ahhhhhh! Nooooo! It's too much!" she screamed.
"It's exactly what you earned, young lady. When you behave without thinking things through and terrify another human being, it is not funny. Is it?"
"Nooooo! I'm sorry!" she insisted.
"Not sorry enough," he replied, and continued to use the wooden spatula all over her reddened backside.
When Rob concentrated on her sit spots, Holly thought she was going to die. She was sobbing, and finally, she couldn't fight any more. She was exhausted. All she could do was lie over his lap and let him paddle her until he was completely finished. She would NEVER pull another prank on Becky as long as either of them lived.
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