Sharon was lost in thought as she drove. Jason fiddled with the radio but also seemed to be lost in his own thoughts for a few minutes. Sharon ran the last two days through her mind. It had been easier than she thought it might be with David. Not only had she gotten him to tell her about his childhood spankings, but she had gotten him to spank her pretty hard too. And, more than that, she had gotten to spank him. Which is more than she thought might happen in a fast two days. She had never done anything like that before. Although she had played some spanking games with a couple of boyfriends who were willing to give her a few playful spanks on the butt, that was it. There was one guy who she thought had some promise but, like most college boys, he was a lot more interested in sex than anything too different. The most that she had managed with him had been to give him a sharp swat on his butt with her hand as he walked past her to the shower once. Her red handprint was still on his butt when he got out of the shower but it hadn't seemed to turn him on. In return, he had occasionally swatted her butt with his hand but only in fun and never as a punishment swat would have been.
With David, she might have found someone willing to experiment. Experiment with what, she wasn't exactly certain. She had one girlfriend who sometimes talked about spanking games with her boyfriends. But her friend liked being spanked by a boy more than spanking boys. And most boys weren't willing to be spanked by a girl. Sharon didn't know if David would let it happen again. But he had let it happen once.
One thing was clear to Sharon. Spanking David over her knee couldn't be a regular thing, as far as she was concerned. He was too tall for it to work great. At nearly six foot, his hands and feet were touching the floor. And it looked like he had to support his upper body on his arms too much when he had been over her knee. On the plus side, he was slender and couldn't weigh more than 140 pounds so he wasn't that heavy on her lap. Once over her knee, he had taken some of his weight off her lap and he was skinny enough to fit width-wise on her lap just fine. The other plus was that more than his butt had been exposed to her. His front side was exposed as he stood before her with his jeans and briefs down. Then once he was over her lap, she had been able to trap his penis between her knees. But her view looking down was pretty nice. He had a cute tight butt. Still, Sharon thought that a using a hairbrush on a 19 year old boy was not very effective or realistic. Hairbrushes were little boy spanking tools and he was not a little boy anymore.
As for her experience being spanked by David, she had liked it a lot. It had reminded her of being spanked by her parents. Over their laps, her dress flipped up and her panties down around her ankles. Much more modest compared to what David experienced. She thought again of her brothers and her getting spanked together when they were kids. They hadn't gotten in trouble together that much. It was more likely for her brothers to get spanked together than for her to be included.
However, she remembered vividly getting spanked with her older brother Josh once. She had been around 10 and he had been around 11. It was among the last times that she had seen one of her brothers spanked. That time, Josh had gotten spanked first while she watched. Her Dad had told Josh to drop his pants and then had pulled Josh's underpants all the way down. Josh was embarrassed to be spanked in front of her at that age but their Dad wasn't listening to any objections. Before Josh was pulled over their Dad's knee, he had stood there exposed for a few seconds. He looked miserable. Then he went over their Dad's knee and got a severe spanking. When their Dad told Josh that he could get up, Josh was crying. But he stood up as he had been told, grabbed his severely spanked butt with both hands, and kind of danced in place as though moving would stop the stinging. Sharon watched all this with some awe. Especially the spectacle of her brother's little penis bouncing up and down as he stood there. Their Dad moved Josh to a corner of the room and made him face the corner and put his hands on his head. Which raised Josh's t-shirt just enough to completely expose his reddened butt.
Then it was Sharon's turn. She had to stand in front of her Dad who was sitting on the edge of a bed. He bent her over his lap, lifted her skirt up and over her back, and pulled her panties all the way down to her ankles. Her Dad then gave her a terrific spanking with the same hairbrush. She wasn't sure if she got it as bad as Josh had. Her Dad might have given her a few less swats but whatever he gave her was enough. At the end, Dad told her to stand up and he put her in another corner of the room with her hands on her head. She thought later that she wasn't quite as exposed as Josh. She was wearing a top that was separate from her skirt. So even with her hands on her head, her skirt more or less covered her butt, even with her panties still down around her ankles. None of this occurred to her at the time. She and Josh were kept in their respective corners for what seemed like a long time. At some point, Sharon had calmed down enough from her spanking to look over at Josh standing in the corner. He wasn't crying but his butt was bright red. Then their Dad came in and told them to pull their underwear up and go to their rooms.
Some time after that experience, she had walked in on another of her brothers doing corner time in the kitchen. Same deal. Jeans and underpants down. Bright red butt. Nose in the corner. Might have been Jason. Might have been Josh or Matt. Her Mom had been in the kitchen and had hurried Sharon along to her room so she didn't get to linger to figure out which of her brothers had just gotten his butt spanked hard. After that, she heard her brothers getting spanked by their Dad more than she saw it happen. She remembered seeing her Dad, paddle in hand, going upstairs to paddle one or more of her brothers. The paddle swats were loud smacking against what she knew had to be bare butts. Her brothers would yelp from the swats but she didn't hear any crying once they were in their teens. If they cried at all, they certainly did it quietly up in their rooms.
Sharon realized that she had not been as exposed to David when he spanked her as he had been when she spanked him last night. Her thoughts about her and Josh getting spanked made her realize the difference of a boy wearing pants and a girl wearing a skirt. Like most little girls, she had wore dresses and skirts more. But in her teens, she had started wearing jeans more, just like the other girls that age. Now, she wore jeans and skirts about equally. If she had been wearing jeans the other night when she got David to spank her, she would have been as exposed as much as he was last night during his spanking. She liked the idea of being more equal that way. And thought that David might like it too.
"Hey, Sharon! You are about to miss our exit, " said Jason. Sharon reacted just in time and made the turn. Her daydreaming had come to end. For now.
"Jason, are you still going out with what's her name?" asked Sharon. Jason replied, "What's her name is Dianne and, yes, we are still going out."
"And how are Dianne and you getting along?", she asked. "Great. It helps that we live in the same dorm," said Jason.
Sharon: "Oh, that helps what exactly? Sleeping with her every night?"
Jason: "Don't be rude. I wish. It helps with studying. We don't have to walk halfway across campus to see each other."
Sharon: "Ah, studying. Trying to pretend that you get much studying done. You have a roommate and so does she, right? Can't be that easy."
Jason: "It isn't great for studying if that what you mean."
Sharon: "That is not at all what I meant. And you know it. The libraries and dorm study rooms are for studying. I meant for getting to do more than study."
Jason: "Okay, fine. No, it is not easy. Her roommate is almost always there in their room. My roommate is also around too much. I need to find him a girlfriend with a nice place of her own so he can be gone more."
Sharon: "So what do you do?"
Jason: "Well, aren't we the nosy one about my sex life? It's tricky. I feel like I'm still in high school. Sneaking around. Having to do everything fast. Never getting to actually sleep together."
Sharon: "Is she on the pill?"
Jason: "No, but she is planning to start soon."
Sharon: "Using rubbers then?"
Jason: "Yep. Plus she has a diaphragm."
Sharon: "Would Dad approve of that?"
Jason: "Not sure that he would completely. Dad quizzed me about birth control the last time he gave me a physical. He approves of rubbers for sure. Likes the pill more than a diaphragm, obviously. Still wants me to wear a rubber even with the pill. I feel like a nerd talking about birth control. At least you have a doctor who isn't your Dad to discuss these things with."
Sharon: "I forgot that he still gives you boys your physicals. How's that for embarrassing? I'm glad that he referred me to one of the other docs in his practice when I got old enough."
Jason: "It's not too bad. His questions about sex, alcohol, and drugs are worse than the exam itself. Although Dad seems really thorough. I have had enough physicals from him by now that I don't mind dropping my shorts for him that much. Which I feel weird saying."
Sharon: "Kind of weird to have your Dad holding your balls in his hand, isn't it?"
Jason: "Kind of. I went to one of the doctors at the university health clinic a couple of months ago for something kind of routine and ended up getting a full physical there since I was a new patient. Dad is more thorough in some ways but I can't say that it was any less weird having a strange doc cupping my balls and having me cough. What's weirder about going to Dad's office for anything is having his nurses know me so well."
Sharon: "I'm glad to have skipped having a physical these days at my own father's clinic. I go in there only when I'm sick or need something really fast. I had to have a physical in a hurry before my trip last year and one of Dad's partners worked me in so that Dad didn't have to do the exam. The university health clinic was really slow in scheduling physical exams and I couldn't wait that long. The only awkward part was when Dad stuck his head in the exam room as I was waiting for the other doctor to come in. He just said "hi" but I was sitting there in one of those gowns only. I may not be modest around you boys but I'm still modest around Dad."
Jason: "A gown? Now, that's something that none of us boys ever get. You girls!"
Sharon: "I'll have you know that I never got a gown until Dad referred me to one of his buddies. Before that, it was just panties in the exam room. I remember when Dad did all of our physicals on the same day at the clinic. All four of us at one time in the same exam room. We were little kids, but still.."
Jason: "You're a doctor's kid. What do you care what some old doctor sees you in? Although I do think that Dad's nurses can be kind of pervy. They seem to make a point always to come back into the exam room after they have me to strip to my undies. There's one younger nurse that I think wants to see what the doc's kid looks like in his underpants. The last time she came back in after I had stripped down because she had forgotten to weigh me earlier. Although I wasn't sure that she had really forgotten."
Sharon: "Well, she is wasting her time. You've got nothing in your undies that she hasn't seen a million times. You're just being conceited to think that you have something extra special to show her. I think that I know that nurse. She is cute. I don't think that she forgot to weigh you. The doctor that I see in Dad's practice has the nurse weigh me only after I've change into the gown. Trying to get a more accurate weight, I guess."
Jason: "That fact doesn't seem to stop her from wanting to take a good look anyway. I suspect that she's dying to be in the room for good parts too. Hey, you are about to miss your turn again!"
Sharon barely got in the right lane and took the exit in time. They were home a few minutes later. Their parents greeted them at the front door.