Not long after my encounter with Daisy and Sylvia, Daisy’s niece and nephew came to live with her. The pair had enrolled in the local junior college and living with their aunt was to be a stopgap arrangement while they sought an apartment near campus.

One evening I was putting a cardboard box into the rolling recycling bin in my side yard and heard a familiar noise. To my ear, it sounded like the rhythmic impacts of wood against a bare bottom. My prurient curiosity got the better of me and I slipped through a gap in the hedge and carefully approached a slightly open window where the sound seemed to emanate. The sash and blinds were open only about an inch but the gap provided full view of the action.

Daisy was sitting on the end of the bed with her nephew over her knee - she was facing to my right with his bare bottom towards me. From her scolding, it seemed the punishment was due to unauthorized hanky-panky between the pair. They were step-siblings and both above age, so societally not really taboo and Daisy was hardly a prude, so I was puzzled by her fervent reaction. I expected her nephew was not enjoying his time over her knee. I knew from personal experience that Daisy was incredibly skilled at applying her hairbrush quite forcefully, creating intense heat in a fellow’s tush.

From the look of rapt attention and arousal on the niece’s face - for the moment - she was truly enjoying the action. I wondered if Daisy was aware that spanking the two for their behavior might actually be throwing gasoline on the fire. Eventually, Daisy concluded the nephew’s phase with a series of very hard volleys of successive hits to the left cheek then the right, back and forth to punctuate her message.

She then beckoned the niece to her side, jerked down the girl’s stretch pants and panties to expose perhaps the most perfect ass I had ever seen. The nephew was standing rubbing his seared cheeks, his pants around his ankles and his penis limp. As we watched his step-sister’s astonishingly perfect ass absorb the swats and turn deeper and deeper shades of pink, we both grew stiff. Daisy concluded with the same finale on the young woman’s bottom as she had demonstrated on the fellow’s. The niece stood and furiously tried to rub the sting out of her very nicely colored bottom

Daisy glanced at her watch and declared, “I’m late for my book club.” She pointed at her nephew and ordered, “You get to your room. I hope you both have learned a valuable lesson.” The nephew pulled up his pants and trudged out of the room. Daisy glared at her niece and chided, “I’d have thought you would have more self-esteem.” After Daisy left, the niece inspected the condition of her bottom in her dressing mirror. I heard the front door close and Daisy drive away.

A few moments later, the nephew returned, now completely naked and obviously ready for action. The niece quickly and wordlessly undressed, then knelt on the bed. He entered her and thrust animalistically for a few minutes before pulling-out to cum on her perfect and very well-spanked bottom. When he withdrew, she looked over her shoulder towards her partner who was ejaculating on her tush and I felt that momentarily our eyes met. I slowly backed away and quietly returned home.

A few days later, I was retrieving my mail from the mail box cluster. As I turned to return home, Daisy’s niece was coming across the street to the boxes. “Hi, I’m Katy, your neighbor Daisy is my aunt,” the young woman said, extending her hand. We shook and she held just a beat longer than normal. “I think you were watching us the other night,” she declared.

“Guilty, as charged,” I replied, then added “…not proud of it but it was an awesome show.”

“What do you think Aunt Daisy would do if she knew you were spying on us?” Katy asked.

“I have a pretty good idea of her reaction. Probably similar to what she and your step-brother might face for coupling the moment she left just after punishing you for exactly that behavior,” I countered.

“Good point,” Katy agreed. “I guess we’ve both been naughty. How should we address this conundrum?”

“Come over to my place and I think we can find a mutually satisfactory solution,” I teased. She shrugged and followed me back to my place. She saw through the main room into the kitchen and strode ahead confidently. She rummaged around in the crocks of utensils near the stove, finding a wooden spoon that seemed to fit her needs.

“Pants down and bend over the counter,” she ordered. I complied and she began a lengthy heating of my bum. Just when I thought I was about to tap-out, she would pause and lightly rub my stinging cheeks, working through that cycle several times until satisfied. “I think that should do,” she noted, “…for now. Might have to revisit this on a routine basis.”

“Ok! Your turn,” I announced, taking the spoon from her. She quickly uncovered her amazing tush and I whacked it seriously for about a minute then set the spoon on the counter. She looked at me quizzically. “That’s only the first part of your penance,” I proclaimed, opening my pants to reveal my turgid member. She required no explanation and sunk to her knees. Her mouth felt amazing and too soon I was at the tipping point and warned her I was very close. She pulled back and let the copious jets of semen land on her face. The climax left me a bit dizzy and my knees grew weak. I looked up to see Daisy at my back door. I was not sure how much she had seen but pretty sure both Katy and I were in serious trouble.