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Jeanie’s Unorthodox Weekly Reminder

Chapter 5: They Get Squeaky Clean on the Outside

And the next Friday evening, Jeanie had her fourth reminder to study hard and get good grades so she could maintain her scholarship, and then Jeanie and Eddie reversed their roles for the second time.

Since it was Eddie’s second spanking, Jeanie insisted that he was ready for the hairbrush, and it was fair and would make them even since Jeanie’s small hands and weaker arms could not provide the same intensity on Eddie’s bottom that Eddie could provide on Jeanie’s bottom with his larger hands and stronger arms.

Eddie agreed and so Jeanie gave Eddie the traditional 20 smacks over Eddie’s sports pants using the hairbrush, then 20 smacks over his boxers using the hairbrush, then 20 smacks on his bare bottom using her bare hand because it’s just ever so nice to use a bare hand on a bare bottom for the touch factor. Finally, Jeanie gave Eddie 20 to 80 smacks, closer to 80, on his bare-bottom using the hairbrush.

And, again, with his winky wedged warmly within her thighs with Jeanie pounding his posterior, now with a hairbrush, Eddie shuddered and shook with another glorious orgasm.

Afterwards, Eddie admitted that the hairbrush certainly packed a punch—a lot more than Jeanie’s bare hand, but it was a good kind of a hurt, as he had expected it to be.

“Professor Williams,” Jeanie announced, “I think I’ve worked up a sweat so I am going to take a shower.” As she walked away from Eddie towards his bathroom, she sashayed her buns and called back over her shoulder, “Would you care to join me, Professor Williams?”

Eddie did not have to be asked twice and he scurried right behind Jeanie like a puppy following its mother.

With a sponge mitt on her left hand and bar of soap in the other, Jeanie took great care to lather every nook and cranny that she could find on Eddie’s body… soaping up several of her favorites twice.

Jeanie lifted his winky and gently lathered the underside and then she lathered the top side, all the while watching the thing grow in size right before her wide-open eyes.

Curious, she patted the thing on its head and watched it spring up and down and around like a jack-in-the-box just popping up out of its box. She tapped it on the side and watched it bounce back and forth.

She had him turn around and bend forward with his hands on his knees so she could carefully clean his bottom… which she did from top to bottom… three times… and then a fourth for good measure. She even took her soapy finger and wiggled it up inside his bottom. She rooted around for a moment, pumped it several times.

“Just being thorough, Eddie, making sure that you are clean as a whistle inside and out.”

Jeanie grabbed the handheld shower sprayer and rinsed Eddie from head to toe.

Pleased with her work, she put the sprayer back up and handed the soap and the sponge mitt to Eddie.

Eddie soaped up Jeanie from head to toe, paying particular attention to her pert and perky breasts. He circled them with the soapy sponge mitt and then did the same with his bare hand. Then he tapped each nipple with his finger and Jeanie and Eddie were both surprised and pleased to see the nipples stiffen and stand erect.

Not wanting to push things too far too soon, he barely touched her frontside with bit of soap and then rinsed her off.

“Oh, go ahead. You can do better than that. Use your hands while I hold the mitt.”

And so with soapy hands he rubbed and caressed her front side, being careful not to get soap up inside her hoo-haw.

Like Jeanie had required of him, Eddie had Jeanie bend forward so he could thoroughly minister to her bottom. With soapy hands, he rubbed and caressed her already silky, smooth buns. Then he gently went up and down in the valley between the cheeks. Jeanie twerked her hips and bottom to put on a little show for Eddie and this in turn brought his winky to full attention.

Satisfied with his work and his pleasure, he grabbed the handheld sprayer and rinsed her off from head to toe.

When she saw the still stiff state of his staff, Jeanie immediately slowed the shower to a drizzle so the water would not interfere with what she was about to do. She squeezed several dollops of body wash on her hands and smothered his stiffy with her makeshift lubrication. She slid both hands up and down his shaft, from the base to the head and back down again and repeated this for several minutes until Eddie’s breathing became heavy.

Jeanie could tell he was getting close. Then, to really blast him over the edge, she used only her right hand massage his willy so her left hand could go around to his backside. She wiggled her lubricated middle finger up and through his rosebud all the way to the hilt. She had recently read online about the prostate gland and eagerly pressed her finger on walnut-sized lump in his bum.

Bingo! The combination of her right hand sliding up and down his shaft and her finger pressing on his prostate took Eddie right over the top. His hips convulsed and his penis pulsed and Jeanie watched in awe as rope after rope of a white substance shot through the air onto the shower wall. At the same time that she felt his pole pulsing in her right hand, she also felt his rosebud rhythmically pulsing around the finger she had securely planted in his bottom. And in that moment, she learned more about the mechanics of the male ejaculatory process than in all her recent research on the internet.

As Eddie let out a moan of completion and satisfaction, Jeanie slowed and then stopped her hand and finger movements. She held his willy still in her hand as she slowly slipped her finger out of his bum hole.

“Wow!” exclaimed Jeanie. “That was absolutely amazing! I mean it was incredible! I tried to imagine some of this based on my online research, but experiencing it first hand, quite literally, with both hands, was so much fun and so enlightening. I had no idea I would feel your orgasm actually pulsing in my hand and on my finger. Wow!” Then she paused and looked up at Eddie. “I’m sorry. I’m just yammering on. How was it for you, Eddie?”

“Oh, Jeanie. You can yammer on all you want. I like hearing about it from your perspective. And from my perspective, it was everything you said: Absolutely amazing! Incredible! And so enlightening to hear what you felt and observed. And how good was it? It was right up there with the best ever orgasm between your thighs with you thrashing my bottom. It was truly phenomenal. Thank you for making that happen.”

“Well, with my lack of experience,” explained Jeanie, “I did a little research on the internet to find out how to bring you to a mind-blowing orgasm by putting a little pressure on your prostate gland.”

“Well, Jeanie, I’d say your research paid off bigtime. I think we make a pretty good team.”

Eddie then turned the shower spray on again and rinsed the body wash off of both of them.

They stepped out of the shower and took turns drying each other off, making sure they dried every nook and cranny that they had so carefully cleaned in the shower.

“Now that we are squeaky clean on the outside,” offered Jeanie, “how would you like to be really, completely squeaky clean on the inside?”

Eddie’s face was twisted in confusion.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Jeanie.”

“Have you ever had an enema, Eddie?”

“An enema? You mean like squirting water up your behind? No, never. Why have you?”

“Of course. Lots of ‘em. I’ve been getting a steady dose of enemas from my mom since I was a tot—twice a week, typically on Wednesdays and Saturdays for as long as I can remember. I’m only sorry that we haven’t been giving each other enemas every Wednesday and Saturday, in addition to the Friday evening spankings.”

“I suppose you have a permission slip from your mom for someone to give you an enema every Wednesday and Saturday.”

“I do, as a matter of fact.”

“Well, as much as I would love to give you an enema, I don’t know the first thing about how to do it.”

“So, first, I need to teach you how.”

“What? Do you have it in a PowerPoint presentation?”

Jeanie rolled her eyes.

“Okay,” Eddie laughed, “so it’s not a PowerPoint presentation. What then?”

“I’ll demonstrate how to give an enema… on you.”

“On me?” asked Eddie incredulously.

“Yes, and you’ll see how to do it and then you’ll do it to me and we can do them to each other on Wednesdays and Saturdays.”

“You know what? I’m intrigued and curious. I’ve never had an enema and I’ve always thought they always sounded gross, but hey, I had never had a spanking and never imagined they would be such a turn on so yes, you can teach me how to give an enema with me as your demo unit. Have you ever given an enema to someone?”

“Not to anyone else, but I’ve learned from my mom because she’s given me over a thousand enemas and I’ve given myself a quite a few so I consider myself to be kind of an expert on giving enemas.”

“Well, then, Jeanie, when should we start?”

“How about we stick with Mom’s schedule? We could start tomorrow on Saturday evening using my enema equipment and if you go online tonight, you can order some enema equipment that should arrive before Wednesday.”

And within one hour, Eddie dropped Jeanie at her dorm, returned to his home, and placed an online order for enema equipment.

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