Spanking and Sexual Awakening. Judge Cooke Series # 1

I lived in a household where there was never any spanking. My Cousins were spanked on occasion, but it was never erotic to me. Since I was an only child, I spent a great deal of time at my friends home. She had brothers and sisters, as well as her parents and staff. The home was large and beautiful, requiring several staff members to run it. Her Father was a Judge and a close friend of my Parents. Although her Mother was from a very affluent family from the New England area, she had a definite drinking problem.

Judge Cooke ( named changed to protect his family) was a very handsome man, tall, trim with an air of superiority. He was strict as to what would be tolerated from the children in the household when he was home. His wife on the other hand was busy drinking, smoking, and talking on the phone all day. Her meals were served in the Bedroom except for dinner. She didn’t care what we did during the day except we could not be loud.

We lived in a historical neighborhood that was very safe. Most of the home were inherited, thus having been in the family for generations. I would run out my back door to Sharon’s (Name changed to protect her) home. Her back door was always unlocked during the day. All of the Skelton Keys were hung with a ribbon on the doorframes. Both of our homes were approx. 125 to 130 years old and we never locked the interior doors. The front and back doors were also kept unlocked until it was time to go to bed. I would simply run up the steps and in the back door. I would ask the kitchen staff where Sharon was and off I would go.


Their home had a waterfall staircase and I loved it. I thought it was beautiful and it was a source of unending fun. The eldest Daughter was my best friend. We would run up the staircase and slide down the railing, giggling the entire time. We were not allowed to wear any slacks, only dresses and skirts with blouses. I must admit that I found it exciting physically as I slid down the railing with my legs spread and having the hard railing pressing against my pussy. I soon learned that if I spread my legs as far as I could when I climbed on, the railing would separate my pussy lips. If I leaned forward as much as I could, it would rub against my clit, arousing me sexually. At the time, due to our age, I didn’t realize that the good feeling I was feeling was sexually stimulating.

One day Sharon asked me if I thought her Father was handsome. I said yes, I thought he was the most handsome man I had ever seen. While spending the night with her, she taught me how to spy on her Father when he showered. Her Parents Bathroom had two doors. One from the hall and the other one from the Master Bedroom. The entire Bathroom was tiled and the shower was huge and did not require a shower curtain. Sharon told me that she watched both her Parents take showers all the time. She said she watched her Father the most. She would watch him through the skeleton key hole from the hallway.

Sharon’s Bedroom was at the left , then there was one of the Maids rooms, with her Parents room on the right. We tiptoed from her room as quietly as possible. She peeked through the key hole and then whispered to me to take a look. I saw Judge Cooke stepping into the shower. I had never seen anyone naked before. My Parents were very Religious and strict. They never came out of their Bedroom until they were fully dressed. At first, all I could see was his back and rear end. When he turned sideways I could see his cock. I was excited but also embarrassed . I moved away from the key hole for Sharon to look.