After I graduated from college, I lived in an apartment for about five years. I didn't like living in the apartment because of the lack of privacy, lack of parking, and other little things; so as soon as I could afford it, I bought a small house in the suburbs. The house was located in a safe and well-lit neighborhood. Since it was in a circle drive, there wasn't much traffic.
My neighbors were real friendly, and I got to meet all of them. There was one lady who lived two houses down from me who I really liked. She was always at home during the day, so if I had any special packages delivered that needed to be signed for, she would do it for me.
I never knew how she paid for her mortgage and expenses, but she was always nice to me. I soon found out that her name was Sue, or Susan, and she was about ten years older than I was. She always had her yard work completed by professional companies, but I did see her outside a lot, taking care of her garden.
One day Sue went on a short vacation, and she was gone from Tuesday until Saturday evening. During that same week, I was off work and mainly stayed around my house. Well, Sue had a delivery of some boxes, so I signed for them and held them for her. One of the boxes had split open during delivery, and you could see that it contained two wooden paddles. One paddle had two rows of holes in it, and the other one looked more like a ping pong paddle. I was curious why Sue would order these paddles, but I told the delivery service that Sue would need to look over the contents of the box to see if something was missing or if it was damaged.
The paddles reminded me of what the teachers used on naughty students when I was growing up. Corporal punishment was widely used in the schools and was endorsed by all of the parents. I wasn't always the brightest student in the class and I liked to tease the girls, so I received the paddle on many occasions. Looking back on my school years, I did feel that a good spanking kept me in line and helped me concentrate on my schoolwork.
Sue arrived home as expected on Saturday evening. So on Sunday afternoon, I gathered up her boxes and rang her doorbell. Sue saw that I had many boxes, so she invited me into her living room.
"Thank you for signing for that delivery." Sue said. "I was expecting it before I left."
"But one box is damaged." I pointed this out to her. "And I noticed that the box contains two wooden paddles. I told the delivery service that you would inspect the box to make sure everything was alright, and call them up if there was any trouble."
"Let me check this out to make sure I got the whole order." Sue said as she began to open the other boxes. "I hope the paddles didn't embarrass you."
"No they didn't." I replied. "They reminded me of the paddles that were used on me when I was a naughty schoolboy. I used to tease the girls during class and was often spanked for it."
As she opened the other boxes, I noticed that they contained a riding crop, a school cane with a curved handle, and some other paddles.
"So you were a naughty boy while in school. Do you miss those school days?" Sue asked.
"Actually, I do." I replied. "I think those spankings did help my behavior."
"Clyde, I haven't told you what I do in this house to make money, but since you like the paddles, let me tell you. Men like to visit me to make their childhood fantasies come true. Many men, like yourself, like to relive their school years when they were spanked in school. I role-play with them where I am the teacher and they are the students. Of course they are naughty, and I spank them."
"That sounds very interesting. Can you tell me more?" I asked.
"Better yet, let me show you a special room in the basement. Follow me."
Soon I was following Sue down her stairs into the basement. She opened the door and it looked like a small schoolroom. Around two of the walls was a large blackboard. The room had a large wooden teacher's desk with some paddles hanging from it, and there were three old wooden student desks.
"This does remind me of my old school days." I said.
"If you would like to relive your old school days, I could help you out. Usually I charge money for this, but since you are my neighbor and you helped me with receiving this delivery, I will let you relive your school days for free. Would you be interested?" Sue asked.
I never expected Sue to have a room like this in her basement, and I was overwhelmed what was happening to me. But I said, "Sure, I'd be interested."
Sue walked to the back of the room to a closet. "Did your school make you where uniforms?"
"Yes, we had to wear shorts, a white shirt and tie." I answered.
"That's good to hear, because this school has the same uniform code. What is your waist size?" Sue asked.
"I think its 34." I replied.
She reached into the closet and pulled out a pair of shorts, a white shirt, and a thin tie. Sue walked over and handed them to me and said, "Try these on, they should fit you. If not, there are other sizes in the closet. Fold up your clothes and put them in the closet. Keep on your shoes and socks, and don't wear any underwear under the school shorts. Have a seat at a student desk after you are in the uniform, and I'll be right back. I am looking forward to use some of my new school supplies on you."
Then she quickly left the room and closed the door behind her. Surprisingly, everything fit me. The school shorts were made out of a very thin material, and I felt vulnerable with no underwear under these thin shorts. It did remind me of the uniform I was required to wear when I was in school. I folded up my regular clothes and put them in the closet and took a seat at one of the desks.
In a few minutes, Sue walked back in. This time she had on a long black robe like what my teachers used to wear, and she had on glasses. She had a long wooden pointer with her, and a very stern face.
"Class, my name is Miss Smith and I will be your new teacher. We will now review your last assignment. Clyde, can you tell me the names of the first three Presidents of the United States?"
I was always bad with history, so I honestly answered, "I don't know."
"So I see you must not of completed your homework. In my class, students who don't complete their homework get a spanking." She pulled out the chair from under the teacher's desk and sat down on it. "Come over here so that I can give you an over the knee hand spanking."
I felt that I had no choice but to follow her directions and to stand beside her. Once at her side, she opened her robe to reveal a very nice pair of legs. She was wearing a black corset, black panties, a black garter belt, and black nylon stockings. As she put her hand on my back to guide me over her lap, she spread her thighs apart a little. To my surprise and embarrassment, I felt myself have an erection. Then I felt her thighs move together and squeeze my now hard penis.
"You will now receive a hand spanking for not doing your homework." Then my spanking started. I felt like a little boy again, being spanked over the lap of my teacher. The very thin shorts gave me little protection, and I moved around a little as she spanked me. "Stay still, or your spanking will last even longer." So I stayed as still as I could as I was spanked."
Sue quit spanking me and said, "Stand up and then sit down at your desk.