Archive-name: Bondage/spicy05.txt

Archive-author: Robert 42

Archive-title: Something a Little Spicy - 05





        As mentioned before, Angela is a year younger than Bridgette. As

    sisters growing up in Cincinnati, they were as close as two sisters

    could be I suppose.



        Time had been as good to her as it had been to Bridgette. Her 10

    year marriage only fell apart because she didn't feel she could share

    him with his homosexual lover. Maybe Phoenix would be a good place for

    her to start a new carer.. And a new life.



        Okay, let me describe Angela to you. She has the same deep brown

    eyes and long brown hair as Bridgette, but she had grown to a lithe

    5'10" and a sleek 135 lbs. During high school, she frequently had to

    stand one step below her dates for a good night kiss. Although most men

    are intimidated by women who either have brains, or are taller than they

    are, Angela's stunning good looks made her a rather popular girl to

    date in high school and college.



        Sexually, Angela was a rarity of sorts. Being 23 and married when

    she sacrificed her virginity. The man whom she gave it to was the one

    man to have captured her heart and soul. But no sense dwelling on that,

    Angela had no regrets about leaving there to start her new life. she

    didn't even both to look back when she packed her clothes and walked

    out of his house, and his life.



        Angela settled into her seat for the two hour flight to Phoenix.

    Very much looking forward to seeing her sister again. it would be

    strange staying with her and her boyfriend, but there really wasn't

    anything else she could do at the present time. She only hoped that

    there wouldn't be any strain on them because of her.



        James recognised Angela the second she stepped through the door of

    the airplane gate. She came over and embraced his sister for a long

    time before Bridgette introduced her to James. Angela smiled when they

    shook hands, that smile was a lot like Bridgette's. He wondered if the

    looks she shared with her older sister were the only similarities about

    them.



        During the drive back to their apartment, Angela and Bridgette did

    a lot of catching up on old subjects. their 5 year separation meant

    that there were a LOT of subjects to catch up on. The two sisters sat

    up until the early hours of the morning talking.



        James wasn't very surprised to wake up and find that he was the

    only one up. Glancing up at the clock at seeing that it was 10:15, he

    went out and got the paper and sat it on the kitchen table while he put

    a pot of coffee on to brew.



        He had more than half read the paper and drank two cups of coffee

    before Angela walked out of her bedroom and padded toward the kitchen.

    "Ahhhh, a friendly smell!" She said, meaning the coffee. James looked

    up at her standing near the cupboards wearing a silk robe.

    "3rd from the right, if you're looking for cups" She was. making

    herself a cup of coffee, she brought it to the table and sat across

    from James.



        "Whew! We must have stayed up until 4 talking!" He smiled at her.

    "Yeah, she'll talk your ear off if you let her." Angela giggled..

    "Well, I must confess that she isn't the only chatter box.. A family

    trait I suppose." He laughed back at her, James couldn't help but like

    this striking beauty.



        "Bridgette never told me, what kind of work were you looking to get

    into?" he asked her, perhaps he could line up an interview for her at

    his company, they were always looking for clerical people.

    "Well, it seems like a good time to put my degree in business to work."

    "Ahhhh, executive material, are you?" She snickered but turned somber a

    moment later.

    "Do you think it'll be hard for me to get started here?"

    "I don't think so. There are entry level positions available.  Especially

    at Brunsten Mayer." She nodded knowingly..

    "Yes! I've heard that they have an amazing turnover. I'll have to look

    into them."



        Just then, Bridgette walked into the kitchen wearing her usual

    t-shirt. She leaned over behind James' chair and gave him a hug.

    "So, have you been flirting with my baby?" She looked across at her

    sister.

    "Oh yes! You walked in just before I was gonna make a pass at him...

    You really DO look tired, Bridge.. Maybe you should go back to sleep."

    She looked towards James "Don't you think so too, Jim?" She asked

    sweetly. Bridgette's grip tightened on his shoulders.

    "Yes, sweetheart. You really must get more rest." She leaned over and

    bit his neck.

    "More rest, my ass! I can't leave you alone for a second, can I?"

    Tousling his hair before going to the coffee pot. James saw her t-shirt

    raise above her thighs when she reached up into the cupboard to get a

    cup. He got a quick view of her sexy ass, the bruise on her right cheek

    had faded into a faint splotch.



        They had planned to take Angela sightseeing that Sunday, so they

    finished the coffee and all got ready to leave.





        Jason sat at his desk and prepared to meet the salesman coming in

    to make his sales pitch to him on a new product on the computer market.

    It was his job as executive buyer to see all the salespeople that

    sought to sell their products to Jason's company.



        He wasn't quite prepared for the salesman to be one of the most

    beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. She had sandy blonde hair and

    piercing blue eyes. He was aware that he was staring after she had

    introduced herself as Anna Chreutov and was looking curiously at him.

    "Yes, of course" he said quickly, extending a hand which she took

    lightly. "Please, sit down." He gestured toward a chair which the

    gorgeous blonde seemed to slink into.



        He found himself unable to keep his eyes from her. She was a

    goddess. Jason hardly heard a word she was saying about the computer

    system she was trying to sell him. The only things he was aware of were

    her hypnotic blue eyes and her shapely legs as she sat with them

    crossed.



        He made himself glance at the brochure she handed him.

    "What kind of maintenance can we count on from you?" I don't want to

    mislead you into thinking this was just someone trying to peddle a

    computer system. Jason's company was in the market to buy one, hence

    the visit of Anna.



        She outlined the maintenance plan while he gazed into her eyes,

    becoming completely captivated. "I'll tell you, I have a lot of

    questions to ask you. Would you care to answer them over lunch?"

    Anna dazzled him with her smile, "I'd love to!" Standing as Jason stood

    and walked around the desk.



        When they got to the restaurant, they were seated and promptly

    served drinks. Anna sipped her drink then asked him "Be honest, do we

    have a chance to make this sale?" Oops, he had almost forgotten that

    this WAS a business lunch.

    "Of course you do..." He got his act together and grilled her on the

    questions he had.



        I don't know if it was the sales pitch, the salesperson, or the

    product. But as far as Jason was concerned, Anna had a sale. He didn't

    tell her right then that he had decided, he took her business card and

    told her that he would let her know one way or the other what he

    decided.





        James got home from work Thursday afternoon to an empty apartment.

    It was the second day this week and the 4th time since Angela had come

    to stay with them that this had happened.



        What they were doing, was running around town. He had casually

    asked Angela how her job search was going. She had just shrugged and said

    that she was "heartened by the reaction to her" Whatever that meant. He

    suspected that she hadn't done a whole lot in the way of job hunting.



        While Angela was an absolute delight to have around, James was more

    than a little pissed at what had been going on with her and Bridgette

    since she had arrived.



        So he made dinner and ate alone. Putting everything in the oven to

    keep warm for the two sisters when they got home. It was nearly 9

    o'clock by the time they breezed through the door. They were laughing

    at some private joke when they saw James sitting on the sofa watching

    television.



        "Hi baby, Bridgette called to him while they removed their jackets

    and hung them near the door. James turned off the TV and asked "Where'd

    you two go, today?" as Angela went into the bathroom. Bridgette had

    seen that look in his eyes before.

    "We just went to have lunch and see a movie." She had started to tell

    him about their afternoon when Angela emerged from the bathroom and sat

    on a chair facing the sofa.

    "How's the job search going, Angie?" He asked, cutting Bridgette off in

    mid sentence. Angela shrugged.

    "Same as before, I guess." James nodded at her.

    "Ahhh, you mean you haven't looked yet?" She looked at him quizzically

    "Yes, I've looked but..." He held up a hand silencing her

    "And how long do you expect to have a job missing two days a week?" He

    asked of Bridgette.



     She said nothing, just watched him with a look of apprehension on her

    face.

    "No, Angie. I know for a fact that you haven't got up off your ass to

    look for a job yet." Her mouth flew open to protest. He didn't let her

    get a word in.

    "Well, you have an interview with Brunsten Mayer on Monday morning..

    You DO have a resume?" She glared at him.

    "Yes I do" she said coldly. She didn't like his condescending tone the

    least little bit.

    "Fine" He looked over to Bridgette. "Well, what have you to say for

    yourself?"

    "Nothing at all" she said in a small voice.

    "Nothing, huh?.. Alright then, come here" Bridgette knew what was

    coming. "Baby,can we do this later?" she asked him as she walked to

    where he was sitting.

    "No, we do it now and it's over."  Angela looked on with shock as her

    sister had pulled her jeans down and was laying bare assed over his

    lap. She stood up to go to her room.

    "Sit down, Angie." He said sternly. She sat and stared, stunned at what

    was taking place in front of her.



        James started smacking her bottom fast and furious. Bridgette was

    quickly crying out and begging forgiveness. She kicked her legs in the

    air and squirmed in his lap while he soundly spanked her. Almost as

    fast as he started, he stopped. The only sound in the apartment was

    that of Bridgette's sobs as she laid over his lap and looked at her

    sister with unseeing eyes.



        Telling her that he was finished, she got up from his lap and stood

    off to his side rubbing her bottom as if trying to make the sting go

    away. James looked over at Angela who sat mesmerized on the chair.

    "Ok, Angie. Come here" He beckoned to her.

    "No!" She shouted at him, truly insulted at what he intended to do to

    her.

    "Angela, I said come here." James said firmly. But not raising his

    voice. Her eyes blazed at him. Angela stood up and screamed.

    "You can go to HELL!!!" before running from the room into the safety of

    her bedroom.



        Bridgette took off her jeans and told James that she would go talk

    to her sister.





        Angela had a suitcase opened on her bed and was in the process of

    transferring her clothes to it when Bridgette walked in naked from the

    waist down. She walked to the bed and moved the suitcase back, taking

    Angela's hands and telling her to sit. They sat on the bed facing each

    other.



        "Angie, do you remember when daddy used to spank us?" She nodded

    silently. She had been the recipient of countless spankings while still

    living at home.

    "Be honest with me." Bridgette started "Did you ever get a spanking

    that you did not deserve?" Angela DID think about it. She had to admit

    that she had never been given a spanking that she didn't deserve. She

    shook her head.





        "It's the same way now" Bridgette explained. Angela spoke for the

    first time.

    "No it isn't. We're not at home and he's not daddy." She said pointing

    to the door. She was burning mad at what had just taken place in the

    living room.

    "No, he isn't daddy" Bridgette agreed "But we still deserve it from

    time to time." Angela shook her head again.

    "You can speak for yourself. I'm not a little girl anymore"

    "And do you think *I* am?" Angela had to laugh at that.

    "No, I guess not."

    "He loves me, and I only get it when I deserve it."

    "Yeah, but what gives him the right to decide that?" Angela wanted to

    know. Bridgette didn't hesitate with the answer.

    "I gave him that right. You see sometimes others know what's best for us

    better than we do."

    "Bridge, that's sick! How can you say that?"

    "Was it sick when daddy used to spank your ass?"



        The memories came back to her almost as if they were yesterday.

    `Yes daddy, I know you love me'..... `I'm sorry, daddy. I'll be a good

    girl from now on'.. "No, it was different then."

    Bridgette shook her head slowly. "No, Angie. It's no different. Believe

    me it's the same way."



        Angela had a lot of trouble understanding what it was her sister

    was trying to tell her. "What are you saying?"

    "I'm saying that you should go out there and take the spanking you

    deserve." Angela shot her an angry glare.

    "No WAY! As a matter of fact, i'm gonna leave here tonight."

    "Where are you gonna go, Angie?" She shrugged

    "I don't know.. But i'm getting out of here. I just can't stay."



        Bridgette stood up and walked to the door, turning to face her

    sister before she opened it.

    "Suit yourself, baby sister. But let me tell you something before you

    go. I know Jim wouldn't waste his time if he didn't care about you. And

    that's one thing you sure can't afford to ignore. So leave if you want.

    But ask yourself if it's at all worth it... Now you think about that"

    Bridgette said, then opened the door and shut it behind her when she

    walked out.





        James was leaned back on the sofa watching TV when his lover came

    out and sat next to him. He put his arm around her shoulders when she

    snuggled up to him.

    "I didn't think she would act like that" He said. "I guess she doesn't

    understand us."

    "No, baby. She understands. Angie will be out here in a little while,

    wait and see."

    "I don't know if it's a good idea now. As mad as she got."

    Bridgette snickered and cuddled closer.

    "It's a good idea. Once she realizes that, she'll be out here."

    "BUT!" she said, poking him in the ribs. "You'd better not get any wise

    ideas.. Your ass belongs to me!" He laughed and hugged her.

    "Don't worry about me." She gave him a quick kiss..

    "Okay, baby. But i'm starved" And with that, she got up and went into

    the kitchen.





        James turned his attention back to the program he had been watching

    while Bridgette rummaged in the kitchen for dinner. It was about 10

    minutes later when the door to Angela's bedroom opened and she stepped

    out. Her eyes were puffy and red as she had obviously been crying. She

    stood at the door for a moment before walking to where James sat and

    stood on the side of him, looking down. James gazed at her.



        "Jim, I'm sorry that I snapped at you." She said in a low voice.

    During her self imposed exile in her room, Angela had a bout with her

    feelings. Her current actions told the story of what feelings won that

    battle.

    "That's ok, Angie" he said "I just don't want to see you get into

    trouble out here." She smiled weakly

    "I know. I also understand that you're thinking of my best interests. I

    want you to know i'm grateful for that." He nodded but was silent.

    Bridgette watched from the kitchen table and caught James' eye for a

    moment.



        "You wanted me to come here" Angela said hesitantly.. "And uhhh

    here I am" James started to say that there was no need for that but he

    happened to catch Bridgette out of the corner of his eye. She was

    nodding her head and gesturing toward her sister.



        "Ok, Angie" He said as he sat up straight. "I want you to take your

    jeans down to your knees then sit here next to me."

    Angela's lips quivered but she nodded slowly and with trembling

    fingers, she unsnapped her jeans and worked them off of her hips.



        As her long graceful legs were uncovered, James gestured to the

    sofa next to him and told her to sit down.



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