The Confession (F/f)
 

Amanda walked down the street. She was going over to see her best friend who only lived a few blocks away. Amanda's mother and her friend's mother had been close since before either of the girl had been born, so it was only natural that the two girls had grown up together and were as close as their mothers. Amanda only had to walk a few blocks before she would reach the house. As it was the middle of summer the girl wore light clothes. A pair of shorts and a thin tee shirt, her long brown hair tied back into a ponytail. She had just turned thirteen a few weeks ago.

She finally reached the house and knocked on the door. Little did she know her friend had left to visit her grand parents for a few days. It wouldn't matter much as her mother was almost like a second mom to Amanda and vise versa. As she was waiting for the door to be answered she mused, as she often did, about the differences in the two older women. Her friend's mother believed in using spanking as a form of punishment where Amanda's mom didn't. There were quite a few tie she was sent home and as she left she would hear the sounds of a sound spanking just starting. The two girls rarely talked about it, but Amanda had always had a strange interest in what it felt like, though she was sure her friend didn't enjoy it from they way she acted when her mother announced it was time for a spanking. In the middle of these thoughts the door opened.

"Amanda! Its so good to see you sweetie, give your aunt Nicole a hug!". Nicole was truly happy to see her daughter's best friend. She loved the girl like her own and tried to make it a point that she was just as welcome in her home as her own daughter. The older woman had just came in the house after some yard work and was wearing a tank top and a pair of jeans. She smelled like sweat and fresh cut grass.

"Would you like some lemonade? Megan is at her grandparents but I wouldn't mind some company."

Amanda came back to reality as Nicole greeted her. "Hi Aunty," she said giving the woman a hug. Nicole had mostly always been nice to Amanda, though she did have to admit the few times she had been upset with her it had been a bit scary. Nicole had always sent her home to her own mother when she had gotten into trouble, but there was always that fear and, at the same time, desire that she would deal with her herself.

'I would like some lemonade thank you," she said a bit disappointed that her friend wasn't around, still it was a hot day and she didn't want to walk home right now. She stepped inside and followed Nicole to the table.

Nicole poured two glasses and came back to the table. She took a drink and set the glass down. "How are you dear? Keeping out of trouble i hope!". Nicole said playfully but with a serious tint in her eye. She worried about Amanda sometime. She knew she was a good girl and seemed to keep out of trouble better then her own daughter, but she seened troubled lately.

Amanda took the glass gratefully with a quick," thank you," and took a sip. The sweet yet sour liquid hit the spot. When the older woman asked her if she was keeping out of trouble she gave a small pout and said with a bit more force than she meant to, "yes I am." She normally managed to stay out of trouble, but like any kid she got into trouble on occasion. She made small talk for a little bit, but after a while she sat shifting a bit looking as though she was going to say something but couldn't. It was the same question she had tried to ask many times yet had never had the guts to ask. Even now she felt her courage wain and she just stared at her glass.

(Sorry for the delay servers where down.)

Nicole sensed something off about Amanda's response but let the matter drop. As the conversation progressed the older woman sensed what she had often sensed about Amanda recently, that something was right on the tip of her tounge.

"Amanda sweetheart staring at that glass isn't gonna ask your question for you. So look at me and ask me whats on your mind." Nicole said sternly.

Amanda blushed ever so slightly, she wasn't sure she could go through with asking what she wanted to. Still there was something in Nicole's voice that made it hard to not do as she was told. With her heart beating hard and a small hole in her stomach growing slowly she looked up. "Well... I.. um.." she stammered. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before looking at the woman again and continuing, "I want to know what a real spanking feels like," she muttered almost to soft to hear. It was one of the most difficult and embarrassing things she had ever had to ask. she quickly looked away, not sure what Nicole's reaction might be.

Nicole hadn't expected that question and was admittedly a little surprised. Though now that she thought about it, when she had to spank Megan whenever Amanda was over she thought she saw a lingering shadow under the closed door. She had talked to her mother about spanking, after all the two of them had been spanked together many time growing up, but she was firmly against it. Nicole regained her composure, "Amanda dear, why? Have you done something to deserve a spanking?"

Amanda waited while Nicole took in the what she had said. She was hopping that it hadn't been to forward. She kept her eyes down and played with the hem of her shirt. When asked if she had done something to deserve a spanking she squirmed a bit in the chair almost wishing she had. It might have made the conversation a little easier. 'No," she said her embarrassment obvious in her voice. "I don't know why. But when you spank Megan I sometimes feel that maybe I should be getting a spanking too," now she wished she hadn't brought it up. It was confusing wanting to have someone bare your bottom and paint it red, both fear and desire rolled all up into one. It confused her, but now it was out there. "You know what," she said quickly, 'never mind forget I asked."

"Honey the cat's out of the bag already. Don't be embarrassed, its okay to be curious. And to be honest there have been times where I would have spanked you and Megan side by side if I could..." Nicole was silent for a moment while considering a few things.

"Amanda, if you really think you want this I won't say no. I love you and I will never deny you or my own daughter what you need. But I need you to look me in the eye and say this is what you want. Do you understand?" Nicole asked very sweetly, but yet with an unyeilding certainty in her voice.