After School

Chapter Eight

After School

The walk home was rather uneventful. Other than the stares from the kids who recognized her from school, Jennifer hadn’t spoken much on the way, still a little afraid of what her father was going to do next.

Once they arrived at the house, she got closer to Paul, hoping maybe him being with her would make it easier. She was afraid he would be mad about the morning events, not to mention the letter she still had to give him.

They walked up to the front door, which was normally left unlocked at this time of day so she could go straight inside. Today, though, the door was locked. She grunted in frustration. �He meant to have it locked. He thought I was still be nude and I would have to wait until he opened the door.�

She rang the doorbell several times. She could hear him on his way. She leaned closer to Paul �Are you ready?�

�I guess so.� Paul was a little nervous, actually. He didn’t know what Mr. Wilson would actually have to say.

Peter Wilson came to the door and unlocked it. �What are you doing wearing a robe, Jennifer?� he asked, surprised. When she explained, he told the two kids to come into the house.

�Sir, the principal, Mr. Burns, wanted me to ask you about whether you wanted to continue with this after school,� said Paul.

�Wanted YOU to ask me. Why you?�

Paul explained about being chosen as Jennifer’s partner.

�Hmmmm, that’s a change.� He looked at Paul appraisingly. �Do you think you can handle that?�

�I think so, sir.�

�So you just keep the others away from her? That’s not supposed to be the way the program works.�

�No, I handle some of the punishments.�

�You SPANK my daughter?�

�Uh, yes sir. When she needs it.�

�Jennifer, go upstairs and get changed. Put your clothes on.�

She wasn’t going to argue with that. She had considered all kinds of ideas on what he might have done and this definitely was not one of them. She had even thought as far as he might have hidden all her clothes from her. Him telling her to get dressed was like a blessing from God.

She quickly jogged up the steps, still wearing the robe she had gotten from school. She thought ahead and stopped by the bathroom. He hadn’t said that she couldn’t get a little creative. She walked over to where all the medicine and lotions were kept.

�Let’s see, that one should do just fine.� It was a pain relief cream with a numbing factor that said would also speed the healing process of bruises. No one had said she couldn’t use it so she was going to use the unspoken rule to her advantage.

She squeezed the bottle and smeared some of the cream on each cheek. Its effect was near instant as she felt her bottom begin to tingle. It felt really, really good. She washed her hands and slipped back into her robe. Then she walked over to the toilet. In case either one of them had seen her go into the bathroom, she flushed the toilet.

Off to her room now. She didn’t want to put on anything that was too time consuming, that would be a waste of time just for around the house. She rummaged through her closet and picked out some of her lazy clothes, a pair of jeans, faded from use, and a rather form fitting blouse.

The jeans were rather tight but the lotion had already taken effect and she could no longer feel any pain from the spanking. She laid the old robe on her bed and decided she would pack it into her backpack for tomorrow’s use as well.

Paul felt terrible. He really was looking forward to continuing this in private but it appeared that he would just be allowed to do this in school.

After Jennifer had gone, Peter turned back to Paul who was getting ready to leave. �Not so fast, boy. I can tell from that look of disappointment that you were expecting to continue and now you think you can’t.�

�I guess so, sir.�

�Well that’s not the idea. I sent the girl upstairs to get dressed so she could have a break. It will be much more effective then when you have her undress for you a little later.�

Paul looked at him in surprise.

Peter laughed. �Jennifer has been a bit spoiled. But it’s time for her to develop. I talked to Mr. Burns earlier today. I know exactly what’s been going on. You are going to continue to be Jen’s guardian and she will be under your care for at least the next week. Now I want to spring it on her as a surprise so let’s hold off on it for a bit. From the look on her face, she hasn’t gotten a real spanking yet, has she?�

Paul looked sheepish. �I was taking it easy on her.�

�Well tonight you are going to do the following.� He began to explain just what Paul was to do.

Jennifer closed her door and started walking back downstairs. She had heard her father telling Paul something but the moment her foot hit the first step and it made a squeaking noise he stopped. She knew it didn’t sound good for her; there was something he was hiding from her.

She walked into the living room and sat in the floor �Indian style� in between her father, who was on the couch, and Paul, who had taken residence in the armchair. �So what were you guys talking about?� She posed the question to both of them, though she doubted she would get an honest answer.

Peter looked at his daughter. In her casual clothes she managed to look younger than she was. He saw her almost as a child but he knew Paul had a different view entirely. �Jennifer, I know you think that your naked in school experience is now over for the day but it isn’t. I let you have a break but Paul is going to continue to be in charge of you. He tells me that you still have a spanking coming and I have authorized him to give it to you.

�Now, young lady, there is also the matter of the report from the school you were supposed to give me. I want to know how you are doing in the program.� He held out his hand to get the report.

Paul was listening and he was in heaven. He was in charge of the girl he really liked. Peter had made it very clear that he was to go ahead and totally indulge in his desires. He had also given Paul a few things that would be very helpful in dealing with Jennifer. He was to take her up to her room and there he would be able to finally let loose and deal with her the way he really wanted to. He had been told that undressing her again in private would be a whole new experience. He looked forward to it.

She stood up and walked over to her backpack. �I think I did OK, it being my first day and all.� She shuffled through the papers until she found the envelope addressed to her father. �Here it is.� She handed it over. She didn’t know if she would like what it said or if it would just mean more punishment for her. Though right now, a spanking wouldn’t have too much of an effect since the cream still had a hold on her bottom. She wouldn’t openly admit to it, though.

Peter quickly read though the note from the school. �It appears you are adjusting very well to the program. They wanted to know if I want to keep it going after school and I think as long as you are under Paul’s supervision, you will be fine. You do not have to go naked the rest of the time. However, Paul has total authority over you for the rest of the week while you are in the program. After that, we will see further.

�Paul, I want to make sure discipline is a part of this experience for Jennifer. She is to be spanked any time you decide to do so and she is to receive at least one spanking every day. It is up to you to decide if it is to be in public or not. And that is in addition to any punishment she receives from the school authorities.�

�I understand, sir. But I just can’t do this unless Jennifer agrees to let me. I really care about her and I want to do what’s right for her.�

�Well Jennifer,� said her father. �What will it be?�