Ray had thought up the idea one day when Ben had cleaned his car. Now the boy was twelve he was old enough to earn part of his keep. The allowance the old woman gave them was barely enough to keep Ray going with a full cooked breakfast every morning. Ben still had to make do with a slice of toast.
It was a very hot Good Friday. March had been one of the hottest on record. They had taken three calls already. The small poster in the newsagents store had done the trick.
The first to arrive was an old man who had a large car. Ben had to stand on a small stool to reach the top of the roof. The sun was not at its peak but Ben found it difficult to reach. The old man kept pointing out oarts ben had missed, he rufused all ray's suggestions that they go in ofr a beer and leave Ben to get on. The old man had insisted on using the hose and that meant that ben's shorts and sleeveless teeshirt got soaked. ben could feel the shorts sticking to his bottom. They were the old white shorts which Ray had bought for the times he had spanked Ben with the new paddle, the wooden one with holes drilled along its length. That realy hurt. The shorts were tight now Ben had grown.
What Ben could not see was that the fabric that stuck to his bottom cheeks was so wet that the colour of his skin, as well as the contours of as his shapely little rounded buttocks could be clearly seen.
The second car to pull up arrived before ben had completed the first.
The sun was now streaming down and ben was sweating. His shorts wre still damp but Ray told Ben that there was no time to change.
Ben looked at the next car. It was a smart BMW five series. The to his absolute horror Ben saw the passenger.
It was Lucy Bus_c_o_c_k_. Ben hated Lucy but Lucy loved Ben. Lucy could hardly contain her excitement.
''That boy is in my class Daddy'' Ben heard her call to the man who got outof the driving seat.
Lucy decided that she would stay outside. It was a nice day and now she had a chance to watch the boy she adored wash her fathers's car. Ben had not been interested in Lucy who, although an attrcative looking girl, was sneaky (like most girls, Ben and his freinds had deciced - and best left well alone).
Lucy loved how Ben looked, his slim body, blond curly hair. She wished he was her brother. She would have kissed him all day long. If he had been her little brother she could have dressed him up like she did Ken.
Inside Lucy's father stared at the cane which hung from the back of the cupboard. Ray passed him his beerand noticed him looking at the cane.
''A jolly good deterrant for boys of twelve'' Ray commented, matter of factly.
'I'm sure it is....trouble with having girls''
Lucy's dad thought back to the times he had taken her knickers down and left his hand print on her small bottom.
Outside Lucy was in heavan. Ben's shorts were wet through and clung to his skin. Lucy could see his bottom under his shorts. She could even see the colour of his bottom skin. Lucy had never seen a naked boy in real life and desperately wanted to. Now she could sit and watch the best looking boy in her class and he could not get away.
She would tell her two freinds all about how she had seen Ben's bottom when she met up with them the next day. Mandy, her best freind had a brother who was on year older than her and in the class above them at school. Lucy also liked him, he was slim and tall, although Lucy did not think he was quite as cute as Ben.
Lucy loved hearing Mandy telling her all about her brother being made to bend over the sofa whilst Mandy's mom pulled his shorts and underpants down before whacking the boy with a wooden spoon until he cried. Lucy and Mandy had agreed that, when they had sons, it would be fun to smack their bottoms until they cried.
Each time Ben bent over to wash the car wheels Lucy noticed the material stretch tight on his round bottom.
''Your boy is a good looking fellow''Lucy's dad had commented. Ray never bothered to explain that Ben was not his real son. He enjoyed the complement.
''Should take up modelling...have you seen that web site where boys are hired out for private photography sessions...all clean fun I read...a parent is always present''.
Ray decided that after he sent Ben to bed early that evening with a hot red bottom he would see if he could find the site.
Ben was tired when he had finished Lucy's dad's car but he had another one to do and Ray had promised him ten percent of the days earnings, so he did not complain. As Lucy's dad left the house ben realised that he and Ray had been in the kitchen. Ben was horrified as he realised that Lucy's dad would have seen the cane hanging in its place. He desperately hoped that the man would not tell his daughter. It would be allover the school if if had.
Ben was miserable. Lucy kept smiling at him. He hated the way she stared at him. She even did it in class. He hated girls.
At home Lucy's dad told her that he had a headache and would go to lie down for a while, he haeded to his room, shut the door and fetched the cane he kept hidden in his closet. He fondled the whippy stick and wished his wife had lived long enough for them to have a son.
Lucy went to her room. She opened her closet and pulled the box of dolls out. She discarded them all apart from Ken. She pulled down his tights, turned him over and slapped the hard plastic butt with her flexible plastic ruler.
Then she took a pin from her board and stuck it in his small plastic bottom. She put his back in the box.
''You are a very naughty boy Ben, showing your bare bottom to a girl like that' she told Ken.
If I ever have a naughty little boy like you I will spank your bare bottom all day long, Lucy said to herself.
Later on Lucy married Ben and she spanked him every night.
No she did not.
They are only twelve years old.