Friday afternoon arrived, and Cathy had mixed feelings about Mr. Ward coming home. She knew that she had, to say the least, crossed a line by spanking Timmy. She had never thought about Timmy as anyone but a weird little kid across the street. Now, Cathy is confused by how fascinated she has become with his huge cock, and how much she enjoyed the power she felt while spanking Timmy.
Now, it was getting to the point where she will need to face Mr. Ward. Hopefully, he knows nothing about what happened and never will, but what if he gets even a little suspicious? She hoped that he would just be happy to be home and not think about what may have gone on.
Arriving home from school that Friday, Cathy saw Mr Ward's car in the driveway. She thought of several reasons to put off seeing him. She went out with friends that night and managed to stay pretty busy all of Saturday, but every second, her mind was consumed with the knowledge that she could not put off seeing Mr Ward much longer. Sunday afternoon, she saw him in the driveway washing his car and decided that this would be the time to casually walk over and say hello.
"Well, hi Cathy," he greeted her with his usual friendly enthusiasm. "You are just the person I need to see," he said with a grin.
"Hi, Mr Ward. Did you have a good trip?"
"Yes, the trip went great. It appears that you and Timmy got along well. He told me that you are not so bad as a babysitter, which is high praise from him. Let's go in the house, and I'll find some money for you."
"Sure, that sounds good," she said as she followed Mr. Ward into the living room. She was relieved that everything seemed normal so far, yet something was bothering her.
"Sit down, Cathy, get yourself a lemonade from the fridge if you like. I'll be just a second."
Cathy did just that. She wanted to look as relaxed as possible sitting on the couch with her drink.
A minute passed before Mr Ward returned with his billfold in hand. He carefully counted five twenty-dollar bills, smiled, and offered them to Cathy.
He said, "Cathy, I don't know how you did it, but I hope to use you more in the next few months."
"What did I do?"
"All I can say is that Timmy seems like a new kid. He went to the basketball game with friends last night and has an actual date for tonight. He's like a totally different young man. Before this week, he would sit in his room playing games, so you must have done something. What is your secret?"
"I can't believe I had anything to do with that; maybe he just found a girl he likes."
"No, I'm sure you did something to get through to him. The transformation has been way too sudden. Anyway, it is great to see him growing this way. Tell me, just what did you two talk about?"
"We really didn't talk much, especially after the first day."
"Oh, what happened on Monday? Did he go to school?"
"Well, not exactly, Mr Ward. I called him that morning, and he assured me he did not need a babysitter and could get to school just fine. I told him that I didn't want to be his babysitter; I was hoping that we might become friends as we were already neighbors. I said that all your dad asked me to do was ensure you woke up and got to school. He said, Okay, I'm up, and I'll make it to school."
"I'm sorry he wasn't more friendly, Cathy. I probably should have talked to him more about our arrangement."
"Well, I got to school and was looking for Timmy all day but finally realized he never made it. I felt guilty for taking his word over the phone. I knew I had let you down after you trusted me. In addition to being disappointed in myself, I was kind of angry with Timmy and needed to make sure this did not happen again."
"Don't be too hard on yourself. Timmy manipulated you. He is good at that, but it sounds like you put an end to it."
"So after school and cheer practice, I went to see him. He did not answer the door, so I used the key and found him playing a video game in his room with headphones on. He didn't notice me, so I flicked the ceiling light, which really startled him. He hopped up from the bed and said some pretty nasty things to me. I attempted to explain my situation, but that did not seem to get through to him. For some reason, mostly my anger, I said, "You need a good spanking, young man."
Timmy just laughed at me and said no little cheerleader would ever spank him. Well, of course, I never intended to spank him, but what he said and how he said it made me mad, so I said, Young man, you get over here right this second."
I guess my anger put a little fear into him as he came right over and stood in front of me. He said, "Cathy, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to talk to you that way. I should not have made fun of you. I am so sorry about that."
"He sounded sincere, but I knew I could not back down. He was right in front of me, so before I gave it any more thought, I reached for his belt, opened it, then opened his pants and let them fall to the floor. He tried to cover himself, but I quickly took down his underpants had him lay across my lap, and I spanked him.
"Mr. Ward, I know that was all very wrong. I was so angry that I got carried away and couldn't stop myself."
"Wow, Cathy, it certainly was wrong. We never discussed you spanking him. I never even spanked him when he was little. I know there were times I should have, but I never did. I thought it was good that I always controlled myself."
"I know. That is one of the things I have always admired about you, Mr. Ward. You always seem to be in control. It seems that you always know the right thing to do. Someday, I would like to be like you, but I'm not. I was a really bad girl, I know it, and I feel terrible about what I did. I'm especially bothered by the fact that I enjoyed it, and could not stop thinking about what I had seen as well as what I had done. That is why I knew I needed to stay away from Timmy, or I may have thought about doing it again."
"Of course, that is all true, Cathy. I'm glad you understand. At the same time, what you did, amazing as it sounds, seems to have changed Timmy for the better. Maybe he needed to be spanked a long time ago. It seems like it took you to teach him what he needed to know. For that, I thank you."
"Mr Ward, I'm happy that it all worked out; at the same time, I'm still very disappointed in myself for not controlling the situation the way you would have wanted me to. I don't like thinking of myself as a bad girl, but I know I am."
"You're not really a bad girl, Cathy. You made a mistake; we all do that, right?
"I suppose you are right, but I hate that I can't stop thinking about it, especially the way Tommy looked after I took his underpants down."