Sunday, April 20, 2025

Sports come back part 3

Mr Calvert was finally retired, and he could observe at leisure the girls struggling to climb his hilly street. They had to stand on the pedals of their bikes to reach the top. 

There was the young ladies with light flowery dresses billowing in the breeze. He also appreciated the girls of Westgate Secondary with their uniform kilts, and lately the same Westgate had opened its renovated sports facility to young ladies in need of exercise...

A week ago he spotted his first sporty young lady. She was wearing the Westgate Gym's uniform skirt. The rumors of Miss Fritton encouraging them in the old fashion way was confirmed when her skirt flew.

This Saturday late afternoon he was at his observation post, and there was two girls wearing the same game skirts. As they approached he recognized the one he saw a week ago. They stepped down from their bikes, and pushed them for the last two hundred yards of the steep street.

He took his binoculars for a closer look. They must have reflected the sun. They spotted him and called out, "Pervert!" They hurried back on their bikes and disappeared. He was furious, such insolence! I will have a word with their coach.

Harry the hulk couldn't help a wide grin when he saw that Chrissy had received a belting. She hissed, "Get the cream and give me a rub instead of smiling like a big chump!" 

I wasn't invited! 

I dumped the last bucket of ice cream into the loo, and had a long soak with Epsom salts. The salts weren't actually required, the belting was more stingy than bruising. Even Adriana's caned bum had recovered its peachy condition by the next session.

Next Saturday my thighs were finally spared, I had lost the required two pounds! I still got a well reddened bum for my remaining extra pounds. I had again registered for the whole day. Morning was about pool lengths. We were issued one piece swimsuits, and they weren't too covering! It was for sure about making us self conscious of bums in need of a loosing a few pounds. I discovered how stingy a spanking on a wet bottom could be. I had upset Miss Assistant Coach.

We changed back into our shorts and t.shirts for lunch at the school's cafeteria deserted by its usual pupils. None of us dared to take seconds!

After lunch we were told that we would have a class about nutrition, and we were looking forward to it. I was quite surprised when an alarmed Chrissy whispered into my ear, "That pervert has just entered Miss Fritton's office!"

Ten minutes later Miss F caught up with us.

"Janet and Chrissy, I was told of your rude behavior. I am going to teach you to be more respectful of your elders." She grabbed our ears, and led us to her office.

We would never know what he told her, and didn't want to be dropped from her program after having dropped on a few pounds.

"Take your shorts and knickers right off!"

We obeyed and noticed with dancing eyebrows that she had left the door of her office opened, but we didn't dare mention it.
 
She sat on some sort of stool.

I stood bare from my navel with my hands in front of my muff while she spanked Chrissy. She spanked fast and methodically, and alternated between and her bum and her thighs, it was like forever. Chrissy rolled her bum, kicked her legs, and couldn't escape. She showed everything, and got her bum tanned crimson!

I saw quite a few of our gym classmates watching through the opened door, and blushed!

I was next, pulled across her knees as a little girl. She grabbed my wrists behind my back and smack!

 
 
 
It was a long, very long spanking, and my bum and thighs burned and burned. I couldn't imagine them burning more, but they did. They burned till incandescent, and my spanking wasn't over. 
As Chrissy I eventually sniffled.

Then she helped me up, and I rubbed and rubbed my bum and thighs while dancing on the spot as when I was a little girl.

"Your noses on the wall outside my office or leave now."

Blushing as peony we obeyed. Hands on top of our heads, nose on the wall, we exposed our rubicund derrieres and upper thighs for everyone one to see.

Ten minutes later we were given back our knickers and shorts. We very carefully sat for the nutrition lesson. The cool wooden seat was first a blessing, then it became very hard, and we squirmed.

On the way back home we spotted the sun's reflection into the binocular of our perv. We stepped down from our bikes so he wouldn't have a chance to see our skirts flying while pedaling above our saddles. 

Chrissy's hulk was waiting for her with cream. I became jealous! I continued riding till the old bike shop. I few months ago I bought a pannier for my bike. I discovered the new owner, and remembered that he was dishy.

Discreetly and with a few tissues to keep my fingers clean I pulled my bike's chain out off its gears. Then I rolled up my skirt and pushed my bike till the shop. I was quite shy to enter his workshop with my game skirt rolled up and my well smacked derriere and thighs, but I was too jealous of Chrissy and Harry. I mused. "You can't have an omelette without breaking the eggs."

I took a deep breath and bravely said. "Good afternoon Sir, please I need help, there's something wrong with my bike..." 
 He looked me up and down, and smiled. He was obviously seduced. I again mused, '...break a few more eggs!'

I turned around, and bent with legs straight to reach for the pedal and tried to work it. "Its stuck!" I felt his eyes caressing my thighs, he for sure saw that I was well punished, and I deeply blushed. He pulled my bike up onto his work bench.

It wasn't a question, "You are attending the Westgate adult sports program..." I blushed the more and nodded. "...my sister has joined, but she opted out of the discipline program..." 

I blurted out, "A chicken !" 

For a millisecond I had my hand in front of my mouth after having said that. "I am sorry, I didn't mean any disrespect !" 

He smiled, "Yes, she has explained how those who opted out are called chickens."

He had repaired my bike and I asked, "How much do I how you ?" His blue eyes sparkled, "Dinner with me tonight?"

"With pleasure!"

Janet

To be continued...

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