Spanking

So I clean up with win and put on the shelf with my "L"s and my participation trophies.

Andrew sighed in relief as she moved past the more extreme clothing and into stuff that’s more normal. As she started to talk to the associate he felt his bladder and bowels moving. He whimpered trying to get her attention but couldn’t make enough noise or move around enough to get her attention.

Happy Gilmore is a great movie and funny 

Apologies for the delay! I didn't realize that I never posted the epilogue.  EPILOGUE Three years later. Brian tapped his fingers along the steering wheel and watched the sun glimmer off of his ring. He was still getting used to that. Between his renewed dedication to his studies and his internship at Stoneworth Dynamics, Brian set himself up for a bright future and was looking forward to starting his new life with his new wife. Jenna had become a good friend, and they stayed close, eventually even going on a few dates. She was absolutely right about shared experience bringing people closer. He listened to the rhythmic sound of the blinker as he pulled into the parking lot, eager to reunite with his wife again. Even a few hours apart was too long for the two lovebirds. He pulled alongside the curb just as she was stepping out and her smile lit up his face, just as it always had. Brian turned on his hazard lights and jumped out of the car, racing to the other side to beat her and open the door, ever the gentleman that he was. She raced towards him, snuggling deeply into his chest. “Hey babe, how was your class?” “Mmmm. It was good. There were some new girls there and I don’t think the instructor really understands the meaning of ‘all levels yoga’. She really kicked our butts today!” He laughed, and she pulled back, looking into his eyes. He brushed her blonde hair away, looking into her green eyes and leaning in for a deep kiss. They saw fireworks until car horns brought them back to reality. Brian helped her back into the car and ran to his side, waving apologies at the other drivers. “You look cute today.” Lola smiled, never growing tired of hearing how much he liked her. “So, am I going to see Little Lola tonight or are you going to be a big girl?” “Well…I probably should be good while we go and meet with your boss…but I am wearing a pull-up under my yoga pants!” Lola blushed, still not used to wearing out in public and talking about her desires so openly. She had needed time to process what happened to her in the mechanical nursery and was surprised to hear from Brian a year ago, thinking that he must have moved on with his life. Having graduated college and settled into his new internship, Brian had moved back to town and wanted to see if they could catch up. For old times' sake. Lola agreed, mostly out of curiosity, and went to meet him for what they now considered their second, first-date. She expected to see a humbled, awkward man, bumbling about as he was when she left him. But Brian surprised her. As he often did. He was even more handsome than she remembered, but that wasn’t the main difference. There was an aura of confidence about him that was lacking when they had last met. They dined and sat in his car, talking for hours. One date led to another, and then to another until they were practically inseparable. It was then, a few months in, that Lola faced her fears and it all came tumbling out. Lola wasn’t sure how she felt about what happened to them in the nursery, but something changed inside of her. She didn’t hate her experience the way Brian did and didn’t know how to feel about that. She liked the cute outfits. She had secretly kept her pacifier and slept with Otis every night. And she didn’t even hate the diapers, though she hadn’t tried any since their time together. But she was willing to let all of that go for him. Lola knew that Brian wanted to put that behind them, but just thought that he deserved to know. Lola remembered the next part so vividly. So fondly. It was quintessential Brian. He pulled her onto his lap and hugged her tightly as she snuggled her head into his chest. He kissed her softly on the forehead and told her that he loved her, all of her. His favorite thing in the entire world was taking care of her and seeing her smile and, if those things made her smile, then he would love to go to the nursery with her again. He’d even wear diapers for her again, if that’s what she was into. Lola pulled away, staring deeply into his eyes and planting a big kiss, before laughing hysterically. She didn’t want to go to the nursery again. She didn’t want Brian to wear diapers. Lola just wanted the chance to explore this side of herself…with the man she loved. She had tried her hardest to bury this part of her, and was willing to do it for Brian, but this…this is what she truly wanted. What started as a few cute outfits and pacifiers, turned to bottles and pull-ups, and eventually Lola was back in diapers. He surprised her with locking-mittens for her birthday because she wanted to feel completely helpless sometimes, knowing that Brian was there to take care of her. There, out of the ashes, Little Lola was born. She didn’t wear diapers all the time, sometimes going days or weeks between diaper changes, but Brian was there whenever she needed him and it had grown them even closer than before. Lola had even secretly worn a pull-up under her wedding dress and blushed fiercely as he teased her about her little secret during their first dance in front of everyone they knew. Life was good and they were surprised when John called Brian to his home for a meeting. They hadn’t seen the mechanical nursery in years, though John and Brian had developed almost a father-son relationship as Brian went from fanboy to disciple to trusted intern, destined to work his way up in Stoneworth Dynamics. They pulled into the driveway and looked over the fence to the building that had changed their lives forever. Holding hands, they walked to the front door and rang the bell.    o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o   Brian sipped his bourbon and laid it down on the coffee table in front of him. He admired John for many reasons, and his bourbon collection easily ranked in the top ten, maybe even top five. Lola sat to his left and hadn’t taken her eyes off of the playpen next to the couch since they walked in. John took a seat across from them, next to his wife, and handed her a bottle. She rose to her knees to accept and then sat back down on her diapered bottom inside of her playpen. “Cheers.” The older man raised his glass, and Lola and Brian joined in alongside Baby Becca, raising her bottle. “I wanted to congratulate you two and wish you a happy life together. I don’t think I’ve seen you since you two got married, Brian.” “Thank you, sir. You know what they say, ‘Behind every successful man, there’s a…” Brian trailed off, making awkward eye-contact with the diapered redhead at his feet. John laughed. “...well, sometimes there’s a diapered wife! Which is what I invited you here to talk about…” Lola stole a quick glance at Brian and he discretely shook his head. That was their little secret. Whatever this was about didn’t concern Lola. At least not directly. “I’ve told you about our marital troubles around infidelity and you know first-hand about how my role in the business has been changing over the last year.” Brian nodded, taking a sip of his bourbon to match the older man, trying to keep pace.  “I have decided to retire and kill two birds with one stone. It is time for me to step away from Stoneworth Dynamics and I want to spend more time with my wife. We do really love each other and life together is great. But Rebecca has proven time and time again that she cannot be trusted on her own. So, we’re moving to a place in the country where we can be alone and enjoy our time together.” “Wow, that’s a big move for you guys. Congrats!” Brian smiled at his wife’s unbridled enthusiasm. She truly did just want the best for people and was happy to see other people happy. It was one of the many things he admired about her. “Which brings me to the reason you’re here. I never got you a wedding present.” “Oh, sir. You don’t need to worry about that.” “Please…call me John. We’re past all that ‘sir’ nonsense.” “Okay…John…” It felt weird on his lips. That would take some getting used to. “Where are you living these days?” ‘Well, we’ve got a little apartment near town while we look for a place..” “Perfect. I need someone to look after this home for me. How would you like to live here?” Lola did a spit take, dribbling her drink down her chin while she tried to contain her enthusiasm. “Wait…what?!” John chuckled and offered a napkin. “She’s going to have to borrow one of Becca’s bibs if she keeps that up!” They all shared a laugh as Lola blushed and looked at the diapered woman on the floor that had somehow managed to keep her onesie clean. “Do you mean it? That’s a very generous offer, John.” “Absolutely. How does this sound…Lola, Brian said you aren’t working right now, right? I’d like to hire you as caretaker of Stoneworth Estate.” Lola blinked and looked at her husband. “Okay, maybe I am going to need a bib if you keep saying things like that!” “Look, Rebecca and I have lived a happy life here and this home…and its eccentric additions…have been good to us. I obviously can’t sell this place to just anyone, but I know I can trust you two. And with your upcoming promotion, I thought you could use something a little nicer to get your new career and marriage started.” “New promotion?” “Shit. Did I let the cat out of the bag? I’m putting you on the leadership track, Brian. You have impressed me, both as a man and as a thinker. I had hoped that Kayla would want to take over the business someday, but she is out there forging her own path and I couldn’t be prouder. You have a brilliant mind and someday this could all be yours.” “John…I…don’t know what to say. I feel like the kid from Willy Wonka.” Brian followed the older man’s lead, and they both finished their drinks at the same time. “Come on, Brian. Let me show you around your new place.” o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o “Brian, did you see the size of that kitchen? I’m going to bake so much in there!” He held her hand and smiled as she beamed up at him. Brian had never seen her this happy. They continued their way up the stairs slowly, watching Becca’s diapered behind sway back and forth as she led the way, crawling one step at a time until they reached the top. “The house is yours to do with as you wish. Make it a home, Lola. We’ll take our personal effects, but leave it furnished and anything you don’t want, we can have moved to storage. This room, for example, I imagine you may want to clear out to make room for something a little more suited to your taste.” John opened the door and Lola’s jaw dropped.This was her Disneyland. She walked inside and gasped, unable to help herself. “It’s something, isn’t it? When the girls recommended we get a nanny for Becca, I was skeptical, but it really was the right choice for us. Her nanny had full control over the design and had most of the pieces custom made. I mean, you can’t really go out and buy adult sized cribs and high chairs, can you?” Brian chuckled alongside John as he watched Little Lola explore. “Like I said, I’m sure you two don’t have use for this stuff…right?” John looked at Lola who blushed and turned away from his curious gaze, busying herself in her exploration. “Lola, would you mind keeping an eye on Becca in here, while I steal your husband for a moment?” “Oh, sure…I’d love to!” John winked at Brian and the two walked out to explore a few more rooms. “You’ve done well, Brian. Lola really seems like a catch.” “Yeah, she’s something else. I think I’ll keep her.” o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o “Hey, ummm…I’m Lola. We didn’t really get the chance to meet earlier. I love your top!” Becca crawled deeper into the nursery, plopping her diapered bottom down on a large rug. She pulled out her pacifier and let it fall, dangling off the clip attached to her top. “Umm, thanks. Nanny dresses me most days, but today Da…umm, John dressed me. He doesn’t have the same eye for fashion I had, but I guess this one’s okay.” “Are you excited about the move?” Lola picked up a stuffed tiger, marveling at how soft it was. “Yeah, I guess. This is the only home I’ve ever known with John, but he said he’ll let me grow up again there.” “Oh, really? That’s exciting! So, are you like…this…all the time here?” Becca pouted and Lola wondered if she went too far. “Most of the time. John has given me the chance to grow up again a few times. Probably more than I deserve. But, it’s like I can’t control myself. I see a hot guy and something kicks in and…well…back in diapers I go.” “Why do you stay? I mean, surely if you wanted to leave you could..” “I love John. I really do. Those other guys are just…little treats? You know how you’ll be on a diet and really good for a long time and then see a piece of cheesecake and you’ve just gotta have it?” “God, I love cheesecake.” “Girl, me too…I would kill for some cheesecake right now. I’ve eaten nothing but baby food for months. Cheesecake sounds heavenly.” They took a moment of silence for the cheesecake that would never be. “This is nice. Thank you, Lola. It’s been a while since I’ve had an adult conversation. Everyone just treats me like a baby when I’m stuck like this.” “Do you…like it?” Becca laughed, scoffing at the idea. Then she saw the look in Lola’s eye. She wasn’t making fun of her like the others. She was curious. “Some parts aren’t so bad. I like being taken care of. John did say he would pamper me and make sure I never worked a day in my life. I just didn’t think he’d be so literal.” Rebecca reached for the tiger. “This is Thomas. That’s Ethan, Oliver, and Michael is the little pig in the back.” “Those are…interesting names..” “I named them after the guys I’ve slept with. My own little mini-rebellion, I guess. I’ve gotten used to most of it. The diapers aren’t even that bad anymore.” Becca paused, deep in thought, as she stroked her pet tiger. “Honestly, it probably wouldn’t be too bad if it wasn’t an all the time thing. I don’t think I hate this as much as I just miss other things. I miss eating real food. I miss feeling sexy instead of just cute. I miss sleeping with my husband..” “..and using the potty?” Becca blushed at the youthful language, both sounding too childish and too impossibly grownup for her at the same time. “Oh, yeah…of course. That too.” The girls spent a while talking. Rebecca, glad to have adult conversations, even while wetting her diaper and Lola, glad to talk to maybe the only other person on the planet that understood her deepest desires. “Looks like you two are having fun.” Lola looked up and smiled as Rebecca put the finishing touches on her hair. “More fun with a life-sized doll, isn’t it, Becca?” “Yes, Daddy.” Rebecca blushed at how easily the words flowed from her mouth and the look on Brian’s face. “Becca, why don’t we get you a bottle and give these two a minute to talk.” “Okay, Daddy.” Brian walked into the room, smiling at the diapered redhead crawling past him on the way to his pigtailed wife. He sat next to her as he watched the couple walk down the hall. “So, what’d he say?” “Not much, actually. He plans to let Rebecca grow up again in the country, though he already has a nursery set up for her there. I think this move is going to be good for them. They seem like they’ve got a really good thing going.” “...yeah…” “We should probably just tear out this nursery, right? I don’t think we could think of any use for all of this stuff, huh?” Lola blushed again and snuggled into him. “I mean, maybe we could keep some of it…” Brian smiled, knowing he would undoubtedly have deep smile lines by the time he was John’s age and looked forward to earning every one of them.  “How’s your pull-up doing?” “It’s umm…a little wet. Becca wet herself a few times. I could hear it. And maybe I was feeling a little…inspired?” “Well, we certainly can’t have you walking around with a wet bottom. Hop up on the changing table, Little Lola!” “Brian! No…not here. They’re just downstairs. What if they hear us? What if they see?” Lola let Brian take her by the hand, grinning ear to ear as they walked towards the table despite her feeble protests. “I think they’re pretty used to silly little girls that can’t keep their pants dry in this house. Come on…” “Brian, please…” He raised his eyebrow and Lola blushed. “...Daddy, please…” “Little Lola…Unless you want them to hear you get your cute little bottom spanked, you march over there right now and pick yourself out a new diaper.” Her blushing intensified at the thought of being spanked with John and Becca downstairs. Brian would never actually do it, but just the thought of it was so deliciously naughty. “Yes, Daddy.” Brian watched his wife cross her new nursery and wondered how he ever got this lucky. As Lola returned for her first official diaper change in their new home, he wondered whether he should tell her that John gave him the number for Becca’s nanny or surprise her with it later. Maybe a week as Little Lola was just what she needed to start their new life. A guy could dream. And life with Lola was a dream come true. ----------------------------------- Would you like to see a continuation of this story? 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I've done it before, swap the shirt and long sleeve for a formal uniform shirt and tie. I got home, I was too tired to give a f*ck, I slept in my work uniform.