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More about the Professor's sister. I know that I visited her more than once. I also realized there was more to her than tea and pastries. She was very lonely and had devised ways to keep herself occupied. For a while I was her vacation from loneliness. I am in the sitting room again on another winter day, not long after my first visit with her. I get the impression that a friend that I confided in encouraged me to visit her again. We chatted for a bit and I started to realize that I had probably stayed long enough. I can chat about stuff for only so long and then she makes a request of me. She needed help moving some furniture and her brother is always too tired or busy to help her. Something had fallen behind in her bedroom. I followed her up the narrow stairway that started in the entrance part of the house. The whole house was quite small unlike the roominess of my parent's home. Her bedroom was the first door at the top of the stairs. Her bedroom seemed rather cluttered but it felt nice. She didn't have much space for her things. Her bed was a dark wood sleigh bed style and her furniture was all dark wood also. Though some things did not match like in a bedroom set. The sun was still shining and it appears to be about 2 or 3 in the afternoon. Her brother was still at work. She said he always came home around 6:00 pm. S he pointed to the middle dressers as being the source of her problem. It looked heavy. And it was quite warm upstairs. I took my uniform jacket off and laid it on the frame of the sleigh bed. I tried to simply pull the furniture piece away from the wall, but the stuff on top started to move. She had glass bottles and such on top along with a mirror. This was a woman's vanity dresser. You know the furniture piece where the brushes and perfume were put. I suggested that all the stuff on top be removed. So we did that. By now I am working up a sweat not because what I was doing was hard, but because the room was hot. I must have made a comment, so she rushed downstairs to get me a cold glass of water. I have unbuttoned my collar to help me breath. I want to open the window, but I don't want to be rude. I finally pull the thing from the wall and find several letters and pictures that had fallen back there. I push the vanity dresser back against the wall. I put the hair brushes and bottles back on the vanity and stand up to hand her the letters and pictures when she came back into the room with a tray. She was so happy to receive the lost items that she spilled the tray with glass and water pitcher all over me. Now the front of my shirt and trousers are soaked although it felt pretty good considering how high she had the heat on in her room. Now she is all full of apologies and insists that I can't go outside in the cold with wet clothes. She will hang them up to dry. I had no doubt that they would dry quickly in this room. She takes my shirt and then asks for the wet pants. At this moment I am unsure about not wearing any pants in Herr Professor's house, and she assures me that he will not be home until late because tonight he goes out to dinner with the other professors for dinner. Only men and she is not invited. I kinda have the impression that this was sore topic with her. I decide it is okay and ask if she wants me to take them off in another place. It is at this point that I start to realize that there may be more going on here that what I thought. She takes my trousers and hangs them and my shirt on a chair back. She looks at me. My undershirt is also wet and she helps me pull that off too. Now I am standing in her room with just my underwear on. She runs her hands across my bare chest. She then asks me if I could do something else for her. How could a 16 year old male say no? I tell her that I am at her service. She unbuttons her blouse and says that she knows someone who has been naughty and needs to be spanked and if I would help her out. This kinda confuses me, but I say yes anyway. She unbuttons her skirt while I finish with her blouse buttons. *******Warning -- Sexual Content Begins here************** When she is only in her underwear she has me sit on the edge of the bed and she proceeds to lay across my lap as if I am to spank her. I am really unsure at this moment. I have never had a girl want to be spanked. She tells me to go ahead and I kind of gently pat her across the ass a few times. She looks at me funny and then tells me to get up after she does. She looks at me as I stand there and she reaches forward and pulls my underwear down and off. Her eyes seem to sparkle and light up when they set upon my manly parts. She then stands up straight again and looks at me with a smile. She then orders me to turn around and bend over like I was going to be punished in school. I do so and then she swats me twice rather soundly across the butt. She tells me to turn around and then sit down. She then lays across my lap again and says something to the effect that the sting I feel on my hind quarters was what a spanking feels like and that it is customary to pull down the undergarments. I do as she says and spank her lovely white bottom a couple of times and then I turn and look at her as she moves herself more onto the bed. Her legs are still somewhat across my lap and she asks me to pull off her panteloons. As she moves about on the bed to get comfortable she then looks at me still sitting on the edge of the bed. She eyeballs my erection and says, "Shall I show you how to use that." I smile back at her confidently and say, "I know how to use that very well." I then move towards her to show her how much I know. I am not going to share anymore details about what happened. I do think she was the first female that wanted to be spanked by me and that confused me a bit. I also think she may have been the one to explain to me about using condoms to keep from getting girls pregnant. I also suspect that this happened more than once.
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