Sunshine Sally

Sunshine Sally 2

By Red Rover

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SUNSHINE SALLY

By Red Rover

Part 2

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As Ranger Bob's pickup slowed to a stop in front of the cabin, Sally leaped out of the passenger seat almost before the truck stopped. Bouncing up and down in the gravel driveway and rubbing her bottom furiously, she cussed out the amused driver.

"Dirty old man! Sadist! Abuser of innocent young girls! Pervert! "Sexual predator!" She suddenly gave out a scream of genuine pain and made a quick retreat to the lawn.

Mike appeared in the door and gave her a tolerant smile. "Sally, even a fourth grader should know better than to jump up and down on a gravel driveway in her bare feet."

"I'm a fourth grade TEACHER. dammit." Sally stormed. "Do you realize that this government pervert made me ride all the way up here sitting with my poor, abused, bare bottom on a BURLAP bag?"

"Poor baby," Mike exuded false sympathy. "Did little Sunshine Sally get her poor little bottom spanked by some mean old man?"

"Not just him, your pervert buddy from the sixth grade beat me with a paddle AND a fucking hairbrush that must have weighed thirty pounds," Sally expostulated.

"Ah, is Davy running the store now?" Mike inquired. "Hey Uncle Bob, it's good to see you again. I hope my juvenile delinquent wife didn't cause too much trouble in town today."

Bob shook hands with Mike and the two men briefly hugged. "Come on in for a cold beer," Mike invited. "Bratgirl can carry in the groceries and put them away."

"Why do I have to do all the work?" Sally groused. "And stop calling me 'Bratgirl", I am an adult woman and entitled to some respect."

This got her two hard swats on her bare red bottom, one from each man. "All right, I'm going, I'm going, OUCH! OUCH!, " the last two yelps coinciding with another swat from each man. "I'm gonna report you all to the Child Welfare people. Big, burly men like you beating up on a helpless little girl."

She made a beeline for the truck and picked up a grocery bag, grunting as though it weighed a half-ton. The two men walked into the kitchen, took a couple of cold beers from the refrigerator and retired to the living room.

Mike chuckled. "I thought about making Sally fetch the beer, but figured we'd wind up wearing it and I hate to waste good beer. So how many spankings did she get today in town?"

The ranger smiled. "Two that I know of, one from me in front of a bus load of tourists and one From Davy Olsen on his store porch. Just locals and summer people for that one. Oh, and she got her tits groped by Fred Walsh, my new assistant ranger and by Jerry Latrobe, he’s home from college and working in the Olsen's store."

Mike grinned. "Sounds like a typical Sunshine Sally day. I expect to find her bare bottom on the Berkshire Tours web site any day now."

"Wouldn't surprise me a bit," the old ranger chuckled. "But she'd probably ask for a commission from the tour company."

Sally breezed in from the kitchen, grabbed Mike's beer, took a big swig and looked around the room. She thought about the couch but then thought about the rough fabric on her abused bottom skin and compromised by curling up on the rug at Mike's feet. "Damn, but I'm tired, it’s been a long afternoon and my poor bottom may never recover from all the abuse it took. I may need surgery to get all those burlap stingers out of it. Not to mention the ones in my pussy."

"Hmmmm..." Mike reflected. "I guess we better check you out. We can share the task. Uncle Bob, do you want to inspect her bottom or her pussy?"

Sally leaped to her feet in indignation. "He's already seen my bare bottom and now you want him to inspect my pussy?" she whined. "What kind of perverted husband are you?'

Oh, good, Sally, while you're up, go get a wet washcloth and some skin cream so we can do this right," her husband directed. "And get us a couple more beers, burlap removal is thirsty work."

stomped and thought better of it as her bare foot - the one with the splinter wound - hit the hardwood floor. "YEOUCH!" she yelped. "And I suppose you want me to cook a five course meal on the way too, in case you bozos get hungry while you are molesting me?"

'That won't be necessary," Mike said soothingly. "I already ordered Chinese from the Hong Kong Gardens."

"Great and I suppose the delivery boy will get to molest me too?" she snapped.

"Probably,” Ranger Bob said, grinning broadly. "Billy Chen is home from college too and he does most of the deliveries."

"Ah, I remember Billy, " Mike said. "He didn't get to spank you last summer, he was away at National Guard camp."

"Well he's probably the only male over 15 in the county who didn't," Sally retorted. "I can't believe what I put up with from all you Neanderthals."

Mike aimed sally at the kitchen and assisted her on her way with a sharp smack to her bare bottom. "Move it along, Little Miss Red Rump. Time's a-wasting and you drank most of my beer."

"Yeouch! I'm going, I'm going." she protested. "Yipe! no pinching, you dirty old uncle! Yipe!"

While Sally was gathering the materials, the two men finished their beers and moved over to the couch. Sally came back, carefully placed a cold beer on each of the two end tables bordering the couch, sipped on the third one and handed the washcloth and cream to Ranger Bob. Then she climbed onto their combined laps and lay face-up with her head and back in her husband's lap and her private parts and legs in Ranger Bob's.

Bob surveyed the scenery in front of him. "Nice job of shaving," he commented. "I always felt that pubic hair looked silly on a nine-year old."

Sally sputtered but said nothing.

The ranger made a careful inspection of Sally's private parts, probing inside with deft fingers and diligently cleaning everything in sight with the washcloth. Then he took out the skin cream and spread it carefully over all the exposed (an a few of the unexposed) surfaces. In reality, there had been only one or two burlap fibers in the entire area, but the elaborate procedure was part of the game.

Mike, meanwhile, played with his wife's boobs and upper body, stroking, squeezing and occasionally flicking a fingernail to catch a nipple. Sally yelped at the nipple hits, but soon sighed in contentment and relaxed completely.

When the Ranger had completed his mission of mercy(?), Sally climbed off the two laps and dashed to the kitchen to freshen up the washcloth. On her return, she climbed back on their laps, this time bottom-up with her bottom on her husband's lap and her upper body on the ranger's lap. Mike proceeded to do the same careful washing of the girl's bottom and particularly the area around her rosebud and between her bottom cheeks. When he was satisfied with the results, he spread the skin cream carefully over all the exposed areas, rubbing it in gently.

Mike then helped her to her feet and the two men gazed at her in admiration. "My little girl is all nice and clean and smooth and shiny," Mike said proudly. "Doesn't she look cute?"

Ranger Bob got to his feet, gave Sally a big kiss and tousled her hair lovingly. "Well I gotta get home for my own dinner. Nancy will wonder what happened to me. You kids come over tomorrow for lunch around noon, OK"

"Sure, Uncle Bob," the couple responded in unison.

As the old ranger departed, a small Japanese car pulled into the yard and a young Asian man emerged with two large bags of warm Chinese food. He put the bags down on the driveway and beamed with delight as Sally leaped into his arms. "Billy Chen," she exclaimed in delight. "Damn, you've grown a foot!"

Billy returned the hug, kissed her on the cheek and smacked her bottom. "Great to see you Sally, I missed you last year."

"Well I declare," Sally said in mocked chagrin. "A year and a half away and I only get one measly spank?

Billy clapped his hand to his forehead. "Oh, damn, I've insulted my favorite customer."

Grabbing the giggling girl by the hand he led her to the porch swing, sat down, flipped her over his knee and gave her a thorough spanking on her bare bottom, which had just begun to fade from the previous spankings. Sally yelped, squealed and squirmed, but it was obvious she was enjoying every smack. With a final assault on her thighs, which brought some really high-pitched squeals, he set her on her shaky feet and hugged her again.

Mike had retrieved the food and placed it in the kitchen and now stood by grinning broadly. "Hey, that was a very impressive spanking. Looks like the Army put some muscle on you."

Billy grinned and hugged Mike, pounding him on the back. "Great to see you Mr. H. I'd like to stay and paddle your Brat-wife some more, but I have two more deliveries to make and I don't want MY butt roasted if the food is cold."

Mike and Sally watched the Suzuki turn onto the main road and pass out of sight.

"It's going to be a great, summer, Sally enthused. "The first day was just perfect and I KNOW the rest of the summer will be wonderful."

"I sure hope so, honey," Mike responded with equal enthusiasm. "It's sure starting well. Now let’s get some food before it gets cold. I'm starving.

End of part 2

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