Father's day

[IMSOMEAN]

Debbie , Brian and I went out for dinner after work , something we did a couple times a month. Fathers day was just around the corner and Debbie was talking about her plans with her dad and husband. Brian was quiet at first and he said he missed his dad and one of his best memories was his dad teaching him to play golf. Debbie realized I was being very quiet which is not like me at all and then patted my arm like a mother comforting a child.



"Sorry honey , I forgot how much you hate this holiday , lets change the subject."



I smile and tell her it was fine and that my last and best memory of my dad was a bit different.



"I was a few weeks short of my eleventh birthday. The teacher had sent a note home to my parents. I had messed up and said a cuss word during recess. I gave the note to my mom the second I got home , I knew she was going to be upset but I was hoping she would handle any punishment before dad got home. Last time I'd said a bad word mom put me in the corner with a bar of soap in my mouth and as bad as that was it would be a lot better than what my dad would have done. Mom opened the note and shook her head and folded it back up and gave it back to me telling me I would have to give it to daddy at dinner.



I'm sure daddy knew something was wrong , mom and I were very quiet and I wasn't really eating , just moving the food around on my plate. Mom looks over at me and nods and I get up and go to where dad was and pull the note out of my pocket and hand it to him. The truth is the look on his face was the worst punishment I could get, a look of pure disappointment. He lays the note on the table and asks if my homework was done and I told him yes and he told me to go take my bath and get ready for bed but come see him before going to my room. I knew what was coming and just prayed it would get that look off his face.



I take my bath and head to the living room with my little nightgown sticking to my wet body. Daddy was waiting in his big recliner , the disappointed look still on his face. I stand in front of him and he tells me there isn't much to talk about because I knew better than to talk like that and he wasn't going to ask me why I did it because it didn't matter why. He shifts till he's to the edge of his chair and reaches form me and puts me over his lap. Now I was at the age I thought I was all grown up but when he just picked me up like I was a rag doll and put me over his lap I didn't feel grown up at all. I was a small child and he was a very big man , his big hand would cover my entire butt with one smack. He lands twelve smacks and I somehow managed not to cry , trying to prove to him I wasn't a little girl anymore. He helps me off his lap and let me stand there , giving me a chance to rub my spanked bottom but I refused to. Then he tells me to take my panties off , I knew not to say anything but I wanted so bad to beg him not to make me do that. I finally do as I was told and he takes my undies and puts them on the end table and tells me to go to the kitchen and get my paddle. Walking back with the paddle I couldn't hold back the tears but it wasn't because I was going to get spanked it was because I kept seeing that look on his face. I hand him the paddle and he lays it on his lap then grabs the hem of my nightgown and pulls it off and puts me back over his lap. He lands the paddle fast and hard and I gave up on the idea of not crying. He helps me off his lap and he tried to hug me but I pulled back and told him I hated him and ran to my bedroom and laid facedown on my bed and cried into my pillow.



Mom gave it about ten minutes then came in. She sat on the edge of my bed and rubbed my back and didn't say a word at first. She finally pats my burning bottom and tells me she didn't even need to cut a light on because my butt was glowing so bright it lit up the room. I tried not to laugh but it was funny. Then she asked if I wanted some lotion rubbed on my bottom. I turned ont my side and told her yes and much to my surprise she hands me the bottle of lotion and tells me to go ask dad to do it. Mom didn't want me going to sleep still mad at my dad , she always had this way of fixing things. I take the lotion and slowly walk into the living room , I figure he had to be real mad that I told him that I hated him. He was in his chair and had the newspaper but he wasn't reading it and he had this sad look on his face till he looked up and saw me then a big sweet smile went across his face.



Look , a naked little angel just came to see me!



That makes me smile. I hand him the lotion and ask if he would rub it on my sore butt. He covered his hands and rubbed my bottom then covered the rest of me with lotion and laughed and said not to worry he would buy mom a new bottle and that I was turning into such a big girl he would get me one too. He picks me up and outs me on his lap. It hurt at first then he wrapped his arms around me and told me that I really needed to understand the only reason he spanked me was he loved me enough to do it. I sat there , my head against his chest. With his arms around me I felt so safe and so loved. I look up at him.



Daddy , you know I don't really hate you. I do understand you only spank me when I deserve it and because you love me .... only my butt wishes you didn't love me so much! I love you to the moon and back daddy!



I fell to sleep in his arms and he must have carried me to bed because I woke up the next morning still naked but under my covers tucked into bed the way only my daddy could do. I get ready for school and head to the kitchen , dad had already left for work. The note from the teacher was beside my plate. He signed it and wrote a note to the teacher telling her that he had a long talk with me and we wouldn't be having the problem anymore. I remember handing the note to the teacher and she smiled and asked if my daddy had a long talk with me and I reached back with both my hands and rubbed my still sore butt and smiled and said yes a REAL LONG TALK! She kissed my cheek and told me I could go sit down. It was the start to what turned out to be the worst day of my life. Right after lunch my aunt shows up , one look at her face and I knew something was wrong. She whispers to my teacher I swear my teachers face turned white as a ghost! My aunt wouldn't tell me anything she just drove me home. The house was full of people , I ran to my mother who was crying and she held me so tight then told me my daddy had died of a heart attack at work, I felt like my own heart had been pulled out of my little chest. After things settled down a few days later I went to my mother and thank her for sending me back to daddy that night , it would have been awful if the last thing I had said to him was that I hated him but because I had went back to him the last thing I told him was I loved him!"



I realize I've been talking nonstop and had went off in my own little world. I look at Debbie who wiping tears from her face and then at Brian who has the far away look on his face, I'm sure he's thinking about his dad. We take care of the check and Debbie hugs me and says she has to go because now she feels like she just has to go give her dad a big kiss then go home and hug her daughter. Brian's very quiet and gives me a sweet kiss on the cheek.



Sunday morning the doorbell wakes me up. I wasn't expecting anyone , my plans were to stay in bed and cry a lot , like every father's day sense my dad died. I go to the door and peek out , it's Brian. My first thought was something had to be wrong and I open the door and let him in even though I'm in just my nightgown. He has a bag in his hand but still wraps his arms around me and pulls me close and give me a long kiss then walks me over to the sofa. He sits down but has me standing in front of him. He seems a bit nervous and when I glance in the bag that's now on the floor I see why there's a bottle of lotion and a paddle in that bag.



"Cathy we are going to have a nice long talk about the cussing you've been doing as of late and like your dad I'm doing it because I love you , I've loved you sense the very first time I laid eyes on you! Now unlike your dad , I'm going to enjoy every second of this!"



I didn't even put up a token fight when he put me over his lap.

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I am smiling with tears in my eyes. Very sweet read, my friend!

And a needed reminder to make the most of every day. We are not promised tomorrow.