Chapter Twenty-Three
Grant arrived just as Aaron finished setting up the adult-sized Pack-n-Play—which was the other item delivered from the store.
The Little was acutely aware that he was only wearing a t-shirt and the bulky disposable diaper Amber had put him in after the spanking.
How humiliating could this get?
“Good morning, you.” There was a playfulness in Amber’s tone as she greeted Grant. And there was more than a little affection in the way she hugged him.
But when they kissed…well, it wasn’t just a friendly quick peck.
It was so intimate! So familiar already.
Aaron thought he might literally explode.
Excitement danced in his stomach. Pre-cum seeped into his diaper. His nerves were frayed in a mix of fun and frustrating ways.
He couldn’t even put a label on how he felt, but he knew one thing: it was the most intense sensation he’d ever experienced.
“Good morning, yourself. You look gorgeous.” They kissed again. “How is the day going so far?” Grant asked.
“Just fine for me. But I’m afraid Little Aaron has a sore bottom. Speaking of, honey, come over here. I believe you have something to say to Uncle Grant.”
Uncle Grant?
And was she really going to make him do this?
The steely look in her eyes told him that indeed, she was.
Trudging slowly to the couple, Aaron stopped before them and, in a weak voice and with lowered eyes, said, “I’m sorry for spying on you.”
“It’s quite all right. Sounds like your Mommy already took care of it.”
“Yeah.”
Amber cleared his throat.
It took Aaron a moment to catch on, but he corrected himself. “Yes, sir.”
“Good boy,” Amber told him. “Come here and give me a hug.”
Her embrace felt wonderful. But all of it still seemed like a dream.
“Now, me and Uncle Grant are going to…have some fun…before he has to leave this afternoon. And since you can’t be trusted to run around with your friends or go off on your own, you, little boy, will stay right there in your new Pack-n-Play.
” Her brow furrowed and her mouth pulled into a tight line.
“You are not to leave it for any reason. Uncle Grant can give harder spankings than I can, and he’s already told me he doesn’t mind using that paddle on your bottom if we need to. Have I made myself clear?”
Struggling to process it all, Aaron still had the wherewithal to know he needed to answer quickly. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Come on. I’ll help you in.”
She held onto his arm to stabilize him as he climbed into the adult playpen.
“Think of this as a time-out so you can reflect on your naughty actions. But remember Mommy loves you very much.” She bent down, kissed his forehead, then ruffled his hair before walking toward the bedroom with Grant.
Oh no! Thanks to the open floor plan of the cottage, there were no full walls that separated the kitchen and dining area where Aaron was from the bedroom portion where his wife and her lover would be!
But because of the positioning of the Pack-n-Play, he couldn’t see them from that angle.
He’d sure be able to hear them, though.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
Could this get any worse?
Or any more exciting?
Aaron tried to steady himself for what was to come, but something told him he wasn’t prepared.
This was going to be wild.