They were just friends.
It was a mutual flirtation. So when he suggested she come to his dormitory room that evening for a few beers and a back rub, she accepted. They ended up nude on the bed. He sat beside her on the bed as she lay face down and he slowly worked a little baby oil into the muscles of her back. This went on for some time. Then he did her buttocks, upper and lower legs and even her feet. She lay quietly with her eyes closed.
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“Now turn over,” he said.
Both of them knew what was going on. The radio was tuned to the campus station which was broadcasting the school basketball game. It was a home game. The team was winning. The two announcers gave a running commentary of the game. The noise of the crowd and the chanting of the cheerleaders could be heard clearly behind the commentary.
The young woman turned over on her back to face her friend. The young man reached to the side table for the small bottle of baby oil. He put a little oil on one palm, put the bottle back, rubbed his palms together and began to move his hands over her body. She watched his face. He watched his hands. When he put a hand between her legs she brought her legs together tight, trapping his hand so that it could not move. He looked from his hand to her face.
She said, “Is this part of the massage?”
“Sure.”
“I mean, this is really personal. I shouldn’t even be here like this. I shouldn’t even be here naked.”
“Be my girlfriend.”
“Be your girlfriend,” she said. “Maybe I already have a boyfriend.”
“Do you?”
“Who wants to know?” she said. “Do you want to be my boyfriend?”
“Sure.”
The crowd cheered. A time out was called.
“Okay,” she said. “You’re my boyfriend.”
She unlocked her legs. He watched her face.
The End
Flash Fiction: Adult Spanking is a flash fiction story.
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