My story goes back to the mid-50s, when my mother and her sister rented a place in Miami Beach for six weeks in mid-February to get away from the cold weather in Chicago.
The sisters were able to get a large, two bedroom apartment one block from the beach. It was like paradise – every day, we would go over to the beach, play in the sand and run into the warm water of the ocean. What fun!
In the afternoons, Cheryl and I would go out to the courtyard and play hide and seek and other childhood games. There was also a park nearby where our mothers would take us so we could play on the jungle gym.
My cousin was quite adventurous and she loved to hang upside down on the parallel bars showing off her cotton panties. Every day they were a different color, and I marveled at how cute they were.
One day we were outside by ourselves and got called in for dinner. Instead of going right in, we decided to play another game of hide and seek. We lost track of time and some time later, my aunt came out looking for us and she was hopping mad.
She caught Cheryl by her ear and began dragging her to the apartment, slapping her rear as I followed behind. “What did I tell you, little miss?” she demanded, as she continued smacking Cheryl’s bottom. “Someone’s going to be a sorry little girl when I get them home!”
Needless to say, I was terrified. I was no stranger to being spanked myself, but I had been carefully behaving myself ever since the beginning of our trip.
Once inside the house, my aunt went over to the couch. She put Cheryl over her lap, pulled up her play dress and proceeded to really lay into the seat of her panties. My little cousin was bouncing all over her mother’s lap, crying her eyes out and blaming me for wanting to play another game.
