Skating
On Thin Ice
Ginny loved this house. She'd only been
there for one night but she already felt at home. When she got there
the day before there was a fire blazing and fresh biscuits on the
table covered with a checkered cloth. Welcoming was the only word she
needed to describe it. She had an inkling the welcome was the
handiwork of a certain neighbour.
Ginny loved this little log cabin from
the moment she'd stepped inside. On the outside it looked small but
on the inside it was open plan and quite roomy. It had been recently
renovated so it was a modern plan. The best part about it was that it
was away from everything. She wouldn't have to worry about cameras or
people asking her for autographs. She could just relax and do what
ever she wanted without having to answer to anyone else, specially
her mother. Her nearest neighbour was miles away, although she wasn't
sure that was a perk. He'd been introduced to her when she'd viewed
the place as the person who'd done the renovations. The hottie was
definitely someone she'd like to get to know.
Her ringing phone broke into her
thoughts.
“Were you not even going to tell me
that you left?”
“Hello Mother.” Ginny said as
sweetly as she could manage. “I was going to send you a text.”
“A text?
Is that all you think I deserve, a text?”
“No Mother, it's just easier
sometimes. You're overpowering sometimes.”
“How can you say such thing? I've
managed your career since you were four months old, I've always have
your best interests at heart.”
“I know that you think that Mother,
but the truth is I need a break. The show is on hiatus and I am free
to do what ever I want.” The fact that her mother actually thought
it was normal for a baby to have a career always confused and annoyed
her. All she'd ever wanted to be as a child was normal and now she
just wanted to be Ginny for a while and not Beth from As Long As You
Live.
“You're taking a break? If you'd said
something I would have come with you. Where are you?”
“Somewhere you'd hate.”
“I don't understand. Are you in a
hotel? A resort?”
“Not exactly.”
“Oh for goodness sake stop talking in
riddles. Where are you?”
“I bought a cabin, in the country.”
Ginny was not going to going to tell her mother where this cabin was.
Regardless of the lack of finer amenities she would be there in a
flash.
“Well! I know you have just gained
control of your money Ginny but you could have asked for my advice.”
“I got advice Mother, from a
professional.”
“So I take it I'm fired?”
“Not from being my mother Mom. It's a
business thing. I'm an adult now. I want to make my own decisions.”
“So I suppose I better spend the
winter looking for a new job.”
“It's not about the money Mom, I'll
make sure you're alright. This is about taking care of my own life.”
“Fine. Enjoy your vacation. Will you
be returning to your work?”
“Of course I'll be returning to work
Mo..” The phone went dead and Ginny was forced to hang up. Damn.
She hadn't meant to hurt her mother's feelings but there was no way
around it that wouldn't have ended up the same way. If she'd told her
in person her Mom would have been in the car beside her and in the
room complaining now.
***
Ginny rubbed her arms. It
was cold; she'd let the fire die out. That's why the biscuit leaver
had suggested, in a note that she keep adding logs. She'd have to
start again even though she really wanted to try out that lake.
Having a real lake to skate on had always been a dream. If she went
skating now though, it would be freezing in there when she got back.
She picked a block of wood out of the woodbox and put it inside the
fireplace. Next she spread a little kindling and a screwed up a piece
of paper. Finally she threw a lit match inside and watched for a
while until the log started to flame. Perfect; all she had to do was
get ready. What if her neighbour just happened by? Better look cute
while she was doing it.
***
Matthew drove his truck
slowly down the road. He was almost home. As he drove past the old
Hunter cabin though he noticed a slight puff of smoke coming from the
chimney.
“New neighbour must have
moved in.” he said to his empty truck. Tomorrow he'd stop by and
pay a visit but for now he was bone tired and starving. The young man
squinted when he thought he saw someone out on the lake. “Damn!
That girl's out there on the lake!” He turned his car more
carefully than he would have liked down the snow-covered road that
lead to the edge of the lake. “Of all the stupid, irresponsible...”
If he was right that ice couldn't be more than a few inches thick.
He just knew that girl was going to be trouble from the moment he met
her with her face full of make up and her city clothes flirting with
him in the freezing cold with half the buttons on her shirt undone.
“Stop where you are!” he
called as he leapt out of his truck.
She turned, her hair
flipping around with the movement. She smiled before turning and
skating towards the middle of the small lake.
“Hey!” he yelled. This
time the little brat didn't even turn, she just gave him a backwards
wave and kept going. “Little fool.” he grumbled. He went to the
back of his truck in search of a few supplies. He may be overreacting
but it was better to be ready than not. He grabbed a long rope and
tied it round his waist before securing it to the bumper of his
truck. At least he'd be able to pull her out if she did fall
in. If she didn't fall he might just use it anyway, to whip her
stubborn backside.
***
Ginny was enjoying herself
already but when she saw the young hunk get out of his truck and call
to her she began to enjoy herself even more. She loved to skate and
was quite good if she did say so. He obviously thought so too by the
way he was trying to get her attention. May as well give him a show.
She skated hard into the
centre of the pond picking up speed along the way. First in a
forward motion, doing crossovers to make what she hoped was a perfect
circle. Then she turned and did the same backwards. She almost forgot
her audience of one as she lunged and looked up. There was patches of
blue sky laced between the tips of the snow-covered trees. It was so
beautiful, and so different from looking up at the dingy tin roof of
the rink in the city. She worked another circle and prepared for the
fanciest tricks she had in her repertoire: a jump she couldn't
remember the name of and a final spin. She was a little cold anyway,
her skinny jeans weren't doing a lot to keep out the cold. It was
probably time she went inside. The room should be warm and toasty
now, perhaps her the neighbour would like to join her for some hot
chocolate. She took herself off into another fast circle picking up
enough speed to make her jump but just as her feet left the ice she
heard a loud yell.
“Don't jump!”
Too late, she'd jumped and
landed flat on her bottom. The ice rumbled beneath her. She wasn't
sure what to do. She could hear the ice crack before she could
actually see it. She looked around desperately hoping Matt would
know what to do.
“Sit still.” he said
gruffly. “And don't panic.”
“That's easy for you to
say.” Suddenly there was the end of the rope beside her.
“Concentrate on doing as
you're told. Tie that around your waist.”
She tied a double knot
around her waist. “Like this?” she asked. She would have liked to
have pointed out that she didn't have to do as she was told anymore
but at the moment it appeared that she did.
“Yes.”
She started to stand.
“No. Don't stand.” He
held up a hand. “On your hands and knees and keep your skates off
the ice. I'll help pull you.”
***
Ginny had to admit, even
though her rescuer was glaring at her, she was mighty glad to see him
and the edge of the ice.
“Thanks for that.” she
said with what she hoped was a warming smile.
“What were you thinking?”
he said helping her to stand and untying the rope. “You could have
fallen through that cracked ice and drowned before anyone even knew
you'd moved in.”
“I was just excited about
skating on my lake.”
Matthew shook his head.
“You're not even wearing enough clothes. Inside.” He turned her
sideways and pelted her bottom with several hard spanks.
Before Ginny could react she
was swallowed up in the large man's arms as he stomped his way to her
front steps. “I could walk.” she said feebly.
“Hush.” He opened the
door with one hand and shouldered his way in. “You need to get
warm. This place is freezing.”
“I lit a fire before I
went out.”
“One log.”
“Well, I had an electric
fire in my apartment.” Ginny tried to look like the woman of the
world that she was. That was hard when you were trying to pull your
wet underwear out of your butt discretely.
“Might be better if you
got yourself one here too but you should know how to set a fire. Go
take those clothes off and have a shower while I build up the fire.”
“Aye aye Skipper.” she
said saluting. “Didn't realise you were in charge.”
Matthew narrowed his eyes.
“The only thing that's stopping me from properly paddling your
sassy ass is the fact that at the moment you wouldn't feel it.”
“Didn't stop you before.”
“That was a few smacks for
my own satisfaction. Wait until your thawed out then I'm going to
teach you a lesson about listening. You scared the hell out of me. I
told you to stop but you continued to put on your own personal show.
Don't think I don't know that you were trying to get my attention.”
“You can't talk to me like
that. Don't you know who I am?”
“I have a pretty good
idea. You're a spoiled brat from the city with no common sense and
even less manners. Go take a shower.”
Ginny stood there shivering
trying to find words to put this arrogant man in his place but when
he took a step towards her she ran.
***
Ginny wished she'd taken
some clothes or pyjamas into the bathroom with her. She stood under
the hot water until she could feel it starting to lose heat; then she
had no option but to ask for help.
“Matthew I don't have a
towel.” She hid behind the shower curtain when she heard the door
open. Matthew slipped a couple of towels over the rail silently.
“I just need to get
dressed.” the embarrassed young woman said as she crept out of the
bathroom wrapped in a towel.
“I'll be waiting.”
Matthew added quietly.
Ginny came back out of the
bedroom a few minutes later dressed. The room was now flooded with
heat and not all of it was coming from the fire. Her neighbour had
shrugged off his own wet things and was sitting in a pair of worn
jeans and a sweater. Her attraction to him just tripled despite the
fact he still had that firm look in his eyes.
“Am I forgiven?” she
asked.
“Hmm. Not yet. I'm not
angry with you but I still think you deserve a spanking.”
Ginny couldn't help but look
a little startled. Nobody had ever spanked her before. “Even if you
were my boyfriend and I believed that spanking a grown woman was ok,
I don't see how I deserve one.”
“I mentioned to you when
we met about measuring the ice before going on it.”
“Oh that. I didn't know
you were serious. How am I supposed to know how to measure the ice?”
“You're not until I show
you or do it for you, but when someone who knows better than you
tells you to stop. You stop.”
“I thought, I hoped you
were flirting with me.”
“Oh. Not that I wouldn't
have happily flirted with you if I didn't think you were about to
plunge into freezing ice. Which reminds me.”
Ginny gasped as she was
unceremoniously tipped over Matthew's hard knees. “Wait! I didn't
say I would agree to this.”
“I don't believe I asked
you.”
Ginny had never felt
anything like that first sharp smack but before she had a chance to
process it another burst across the other cheek. “Please Matthew
that hurts!”
“Good then you're
obviously all thawed out now.”
Ginny kicked and squealed as
the spanks came hard and fast. When she helped herself to a handful
of the tender flesh on Matthew's inner thigh, her pants went south
and she was rewarded with a generous splattering of spanks on her now
naked behind.
“You can't!” she
shouted.
“I just did!”
***
Matthew loved watching as
the skin coloured under his hand; as the soft trembling cheeks
flattened with every spank. When she finally burst into tears he
couldn't help himself. He stopped spanking and bent to kiss each red
cheek. He helped her to stand and pulled her into his arms.
“I'm sorry Matt.” she
said as she cried into his sweater. “I'll listen next time.”
Matthew kissed her softly.
“I do know who you are,”
“Huh?”
“My mother watches your
show everyday.”
“My show?”
“Yes Beth, your show.”
“I don't want to be Beth
here.”
“Good because I'd like to
get to know Ginny better.”
“So would I.”
THE
END
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