The next Saturday morning, I was up fairly early and was working on a presentation due on Monday. Initially the house was quiet but soon I heard Judy moving around. A little later, I heard her talking and paused to eavesdrop. I quietly opened my door and listened. I heard other voices and realized she was talking to her nieces in the living room. Her tone became scolding, “You were warned to take school seriously or face the consequences. Since your mom sprained her wrist, I will be doling out the punishment you so desperately deserved!”

“But Aunt Judy…” one of them began to plead.

“The only butts I want to hear about are yours being bare and very red,” Judy replied. “Sophia, you can be first!” I heard a groan and then the rustling of fabric, presumably her bottom being bared followed by the sharp whack of wood against bare skin. Judy’s cadence and intensity were always high - something I knew from personal experience. I tip-toed forward until I could almost see into the room. I slowly moved forward and was relieved that Judy was sitting on an ottoman facing away from me. I had a near perfect view of Sophia’s bare ass pummeled by Judy’s hairbrush. Elisa stood watching the action, her back to me, as well. When the cadence slowed, I backed away and considered fully retreating to my room but the allure of watching another bare ass being spanked was too compelling. When the swats resumed, I slowly looked around the corner.

Now Elisa’s round bottom was being heated and Sophia stood watching. Her shorts and panties were around her ankles as she rubbed her red bottom and watched her sister get spanked. As the second spanking was winding down, I slowly backed away and slowly returned to my room. I contemplated jerking-off as the spectacle had made me very hard but was interrupted by a knock at the door. Judy called through the closed door, “We’re having brunch on the deck. You should join us.”

The knock at the door had been unexpected and quickly alleviated my stiffness. I slipped on my flip-flops and headed to the deck. The two girls were there, trying to find comfortable positions on the wrought meta chairs. I sat down and poured myself a cup of coffee.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Judy said, “I’m going to go check on the rolls,” and walked into the house. The smell was cinnamon was powerful even out on the deck.

When she had gone, I said to the twins, “I know exactly how you feel.”

“Really?” Sophia asked. “When?”

“I worked late last night and forgot to let her know not to expect me for dinner,” I explained. “I had a fairly lengthy discussion with her hairbrush as a result.”

“That I’d like to see,” Elisa teased.

“Happy to show you,” I taunted.

Just then, Judy returned with the rolls fresh from the oven. After a while she glanced at her watch and declared, “I need to get to my knitting club.” She looked at the girls and advised, “You two should get home and do your chores.”

“And I have a presentation to finish,” I added. “Thanks for breakfast!” I headed back to the room and resumed work. I kept being interrupted by visions of the twins getting their bottoms paddled and the teasing conversation afterwards. I jumped with surprise at a light rap on the window. Looking up, I saw Elisa looking in with a big smile on her face. I opened the door and Sophia waiting there, as well.

“So, let’s see it,” Elisa challenged. I turned around and slid down my running pants and boxers. I heard an ‘ooooh’ and ‘aaaah’ with light touches of fingers against the residual bruises. “Lay down,” Elisa ordered, pressing me face down onto the bed. The two hand spanked me, one girl per cheek until they seemed satisfied.

“Roll over,” Sophia ordered and then began to stroke my cock.

Elisa watched for a bit and then declared, “My turn.” She bent down and took me in her mouth.

For the next few minutes, they took turns with their hands and mouths until I warned, “I’m gonna cum.” Sophia continued to stroke me and both moved close, each getting a few generous spurts in or near their mouths.

“Maybe we need to provoke another spanking from Aunt Judy while mom’s wrist is tender,” Sophia suggested.

“I’m happy to give you both a spanking anytime without any actual misbehavior,” I offered.

Sophia stood and dropped her shorts and panties, and taunted me with her bare bottom. “No time like the present,” she goaded.