The Date…a twin story (M/f)

Ó 2002 by Sampast

 

(This story deals with bedwetting, as well as a spanking of a minor child.  If this offends you in any way, please leave now and do not read.  The characters in this story are fictional and do not represent any real people.  Enjoy!  Remember, comments are always welcome.)

 

 

Jennifer woke up in the middle of the night.  She was all wet.  “Damn, why is this happening to me again?” she thought to herself.  “I’m 11 years old.”

 

She got out of bed and changed out of her wet panties and pajamas.  Then she pulled the wet sheets off the bed and put them in the laundry room outside her bedroom.  She then went to work changing the sheets on the bed.

 

“What are you doing, Jenn?” Robin asked, half asleep.

 

“Nothing, Robin, go back to sleep.”  So she did.

 

Jenn got back into bed a few minutes later and fell asleep.  She’d keep what happened to herself.  She thought her parents would be disappointed with her if they knew.

 

That afternoon, Jennifer came home all dreamy-eyed.  “What’s wrong with you?” Robin asked.

 

“Nothing,” Jenn said, putting her schoolbooks on the table.

 

“You look weird,” Robin said.

 

“Shut up, Robin.  I’m just…,” she paused.  “In love.”

 

Robin started cracking up.  “In love? Oh pleeeeease! With who?”

 

“None of your business!” Jenn remarked.  She tried to make busy taking out her homework.

 

“Girls, enough!” Lisa scolded.  She was in the kitchen washing out bottles.

 

“Mommy, Jennifer’s in lovvvvve!” Robin sang.

 

“I said shut up, Robin!” Jennifer cried.

 

“Jennifer, that isn’t nice.  Robin, no teasing,” Lisa said gently.  She looked at Jennifer.  “So who are you in love with, baby?”

 

“His name is Chris.  He’s so cute.  He’s in my class,” Jenn explained.

 

“I don’t remember there being a boy named Chris in your class, Jenn.”

 

“He’s new, Mommy.  His parents just moved here from Pennsylvania.  He sits right across from me and he smiled at me.  Then he passed me a note.”

 

“A note? What kind of note?” Lisa asked.

 

“It wasn’t anything bad, Mommy,” Jenn said, creasing her eyebrows and looking at her mother.  “He asked me to go to lunch with him on Friday.  We can do that now that we’re in sixth grade.”

 

“Ooooooooohhhhh!” Robin said.  “A date!”

 

“SHUT UP, Robin.  You’re never going to go on date; you’re too much of a baby!”

 

“I am not!” Robin said back to her sister.  “Least I don’t still wet the bed.”

 

It was like a smack in the face.  Jenn turned around and stared at Robin.  She was about to cry.  “Wh-what do you m-mean?” she stammered.

 

“I knowwwww,” Robin said.

 

Jenn looked at her sister and then over at her mother.  Lisa looked at them both.  “Mommy, I,” Jenn started to say.  Then she got up and ran from the room.  Lisa looked at Robin.  “Well?”

 

Robin told her mother what she had seen and heard.  Lisa sighed.  She handed the baby monitor to Robin.  “Listen for your brother, please.”

 

Lisa went up to the twins’ room.  She knocked but when she got no answer, pushed the door open anyway.  Jennifer was lying on her bed, on her stomach.  Lisa walked over and sat down.  She put her hand on Jennifer’s back.  “You want to tell me?”

 

Jenn sniffled and sat up.  She looked at her mother.  “It only happened one time, Mommy.  Last night,” she admitted.

 

Lisa pulled back the covers and saw Jenn’s sheets.  They were not the ones she had put on that past Sunday.  “Where are your sheets, Jennifer Lynn?”

 

“In the laundry room, Mommy.  I, uh, I was gonna tell you.”

 

“You were? When?”

 

Jenn shrugged.  “I dunno.”  She started to cry again.  “I’m sorry, Mommy.   Please don’t be mad at me.”  Jenn started to shake.

 

Lisa leaned over and held Jenn.  “I’m not mad at you, Jennifer.  I’m disappointed for you.  I know this hasn’t happened in a long time.  Maybe it was a one shot deal, you know?”

 

“M-maybe,” Jenn said.  She had a feeling it wasn’t, though.

 

“Mommy? Why does this happen to me? I’m not supposed to be a baby,” Jenn asked.

 

“I don’t know, sweetie.  If you want, we can take you back to Dr. Isaacson.  He didn’t have much insight last time, but it couldn’t hurt to ask.”

 

“No,” Jenn said.  “I don’t want to.  It’s too embarrassing.”  She sighed.  “Mommy, I really like this boy, Chris.  He’s so nice and sweet.  He’s not rowdy like the other boys.”

 

“He sounds nice, Jenn.”

 

“Can I go to lunch with him on Friday?” she asked.  “Please, Mommy?”

 

Lisa looked at Jenn.  “I don’t know, baby.  We’ll have to run it by your father.”

 

“Okay,” she said.  She was sure her daddy wouldn’t mind.

 

She’d be wrong, of course.

 

“No,” was all he had said.

 

“But why, Daddy?” Jenn asked.  “It’s just lunch.”

 

“You’re too young to date, Jennifer Lynn.”

 

“It’s not really a date, Daddy.  There’ll be other kids there.  And it’s during the day!” she whined.

 

“I said no, Jennifer,” Charlie reiterated, looking at her over the dinner table.  Baby Stephen sat making a mess in his high chair.

 

“But that’s not fair!” Jenn yelled, crossing her arms.

 

“Life isn’t fair.  I said no and that’s the final answer,” Charlie said, standing up.  “Now bring your plate in and go finish your homework.”

 

Jenn was so mad.  Why’d she have to have parents who lived in the dark ages?  Her mom hadn’t said yes either, but she hadn’t said no.  Maybe Jenn could change their minds.  It was only Tuesday.

 

But by Thursday night, Jenn had had no luck in changing her parents’ minds.  She had tried being on her best behavior.  She had watched baby Stephen without being asked.  She had done all her chores and even some of Robin’s.  But it was no luck.  Charlie was not changing his mind.  He had his reasons; he said.

 

Friday morning, Jenn woke up and sighed.  Her bed was wet again.  It had been wet every morning that week.  Charlie and Lisa were concerned.  Jenn was, too.  She didn’t want to wet the bed; it just happened.  She was so careful not to drink anything after 6:00.  She made sure she went to the bathroom before she went to bed.  She even tried to go during the night.  But whatever she did, it didn’t matter; in the morning her bed was still wet.  She had to admit to her parents that she might have to start wearing her pantsies again at night.

 

But Jenn had an even bigger problem.  She still hadn’t told Chris that she couldn’t go to lunch.  Jenn wanted to go so bad.  She couldn’t understand why her father wouldn’t let her go.  She had tried to explain to him that it wasn’t a real date.

 

He had insisted that maybe this wasn’t but then she would want to go on a real date, and he wasn’t going to let her do that til she was 16.  Sixteen? What was he kidding?  Sometimes Jenn felt like she had Fred Flintstone as a father.

 

As the twins walked to school, Robin asked gently, “So what did Chris say when you told him you couldn’t go to lunch?”

 

Jenn looked at her sister.  Sometimes she found it hard to believe that they were identical twins.  Robin stood there wearing pigtails and overalls with a rainbow shirt on.  She looked like Mork from ‘Mork and Mindy’.  Jenn sighed.  She pushed her long hair back behind her ear and regarded her sister.

 

“I haven’t told him yet,” she said simply.

 

“Jenn, today’s Friday.  What’re you waiting for?” Robin asked.

 

“It’s really none of your business, Robin,” Jenn said.  “There’s your baby friend, Cindy. Why don’t the two of you go play with your Barbie dolls?” Jenn said heatedly, walking toward her own friends.  She smiled because everyone in her clique was wearing Jordache jeans and a designer top.

 

That afternoon at lunchtime while all the kids got their lunchboxes and bags together, Chris walked over to Jenn.  “You ready?” he asked, slipping his arm around her back.

 

“Yep,” she said, smiling.

 

As Jenn walked into town with Chris, she felt so happy.  But she also had a bad feeling tugging at her.  She knew she wasn’t supposed to be here.  She knew her father would be really angry if he found out she had disobeyed him.  But all it was was lunch.  And as long as nothing went wrong, he wouldn’t even have to find out.  Jenn was counting on nothing going wrong.

 

They had a good time.  They got pizza and soda.  Jenn had told Chris she wasn’t allowed to have anything with caffeine, so they got sprite.  Chris said he preferred sprite anyway.  Jenn wasn’t taking any chances drinking coke.

 

They talked all through lunch.  Chris was so nice and funny.  He liked making Jennifer laugh.  And he thought she was so pretty, one of the nicest girls in the class, too.  They were having a good time.

 

Chris looked at the clock.  They still had fifteen minutes left.  “Want an Italian ice?” he asked.  “Sure,” Jenn said.  “I like coconut.” 

 

“Me too,” he had said.  “I’ll go get us two.”  Chris got up to get the ices.  Jenn just sat there enjoying herself.  She had tried to make the bad feeling go away, but it was there, stuck in her chest like an unswallowed pill.

 

Things were going well.  Nothing was going wrong.  She would get away with it, she thought.  Just then, Chris came back with the ices.  He sat down opposite Jenn in the booth and held one out to her.  “Here you go,” he said.

 

Jennifer jumped up like she had ants in her pants.  “Oh my god!” she screamed.  “I have to go!”

 

Before Chris could react, Jennifer had run out of the pizza place and down the street.  Chris tried to catch up to her, but with the ices in his hand and Jenn’s head start, he was no match for her.

 

By the time, Chris got back to school; Jenn was nowhere to be found.  He had eaten one ice and thrown the other one away.  They had been having such a nice time; Chris couldn’t figure out what had happened.  Probably a girl thing.

 

Chris headed to the playground.  All the classes were just lining up.  Chris scanned the crowd looking for Jennifer.  She was nowhere in sight.  He was worried about her.  Instead of getting on line with his class, Chris went to see Mr. Levine, the principal.

 

With the secretary out to lunch, Mr. Levine led Chris right into his office.  “Yes, son? What can I help you with?”

 

“Well, sir.  Um, my name’s Chris.  I’m new here.”

 

Jack Levine put out his hand.  Chris shook it.  “Nice to meet you, Chris.  Have a seat.”

 

Chris sat down.  “Mr. Levine, I took a girl from my class out to lunch today.  We went for pizza.”

 

Jack smiled.  “That’s nice, son.  Did you have a good time?”

 

“Yes, sir.  At least I thought we were.  I went to get ices, and she just ran out of there.  Didn’t even explain what was wrong.  She didn’t say good-bye, just ran.”

 

“Hmm, well that is strange.  But adolescent girls often are, Chris.”

 

“I know, sir.  But I thought she was different.  Anyway, I’m kinda worried about her.  She wasn’t on line just now.”  Chris glanced up at the clock.  He knew he should get back to his class.

 

“No?” Jack asked.  “Well what’s the girl’s name and which class? I’ll call upstairs and see if she made it there yet.”

 

“It’s my class, sir.  Mrs. Pappas.  And her name is Jennifer Clemente.  She’s a real nice girl, sir.  Do you know her?”

 

Jack was momentarily taken aback.  Did he say Jennifer?  “Uhm, yes, yes I do.”  Jack reached for the phone.  Mrs. Pappas said she didn’t know where either Chris or Jennifer was.  He explained that Chris was with him and he’d send him up right away.

 

Assuring Chris that he would find Jennifer, Jack gave the boy a late pass.  Then he got out his car keys and headed outside.  Oh he would find her all right, and she would have a lot of explaining to do; that was for sure.

 

Jack combed the streets near the school looking for Jennifer.  Samantha and Darren lived not too far away, so he drove as far as their house and back, but no sign of Jennifer.  Jack got out and walked up and down Merrick Avenue, passing the pizza place where the kids had had lunch.  Still no Jennifer.

 

When he was about to give up, he saw her.  She was sitting in the little park outside Rattlesnake Jones.  She was about a half mile from the school.  Jack parked right in front of the southern restaurant.  He got out and walked over to Jennifer, sitting on the little green bench.  There were a few pigeons around and a squirrel.  Other than that, the place was deserted.  The restaurant would not open til at least 4:00.

 

“Jennifer Lynn?” he said, quietly, slipping onto the bench next to her.

 

She looked up.  “Uncle Jack!” she exclaimed.  “But how, uh, how’d you know I was here?”

 

“I didn’t know.  But young lady, I’ve been driving all over Merrick looking for you.  What on earth are you doing here?”

 

“I, uh, I just kept walking, sir.  I didn’t know where to go.”

 

Jack looked down the street.  Any further and she would have ended up at Charlie’s store.  Maybe that’s where she was headed.

 

“Well, young lady, you have a lot of explaining to do.  Let’s go,” he said, standing up.  He put out his hand.

 

Reluctantly, Jennifer stood up and took her uncle’s hand.  She didn’t know what to say.  She had been so upset when she had left the pizza place.  Actually if truth be told, she had been mortified.  Imagine being eleven years old, on your very first date ever, and having wet your pants.  Right in the middle of the day.  Jenn could think of nothing worse.

 

They drove back to school quietly.  Jack wasn’t sure what to say.  Jennifer was too lost and absorbed in her own thoughts to say anything.

 

When they got back to Camp Avenue Elementary School, Jack led Jenn to his office.  “Hold my calls,” he told his secretary, leading Jennifer into his inner office.  He pointed to the couch.  “Sit down.”

 

Jenn did as she was told.  She knew she was in big trouble.  Leaving school grounds, except to go to lunch, was forbidden.  And in reality, she had cut class.  She looked at her uncle, wondering what he was going to do with her.

 

Jack picked up the phone and called Mrs. Pappas.  “Yes, I found her.  No, I don’t think she’ll be back to class today.  Yes, that’s fine; Robin can take her homework.  Okay, yes, bye,” he said, putting down the phone.  He turned to his niece, “Now then, young lady.”

 

“Uncle Jack, I’m sorry,” Jenn began.

 

Jack sighed.  “What are you sorry for, Jennifer Lynn? You are in so much trouble, and my being your uncle isn’t going to get you out of it.  Do you have any idea how much trouble you could have gotten ME into by leaving the school grounds?”

 

“But I was out to lunch, sir,” Jenn said.

 

“Yes, and we have it set up with three of the local establishments for you kids to go to.  Those are the only places you are allowed to be.  Your wandering off is going to get me into a lot of trouble.”

 

Jenn started to cry.  “I’m sorry, Uncle Jack.  I didn’t mean to do that.”

 

“I’m going to have to call your parents and let them know that you went further than you were allowed to go.”

 

Jenn sobbed and looked at her uncle.  “I didn’t even have permission to go,” she said, sniffling.

 

“What?” Jack asked. 

 

“I just,” she stopped.

 

“You just what? Poor Chris was so worried about you.”  Jack came over and sat on the couch next to his niece.  “Why don’t you start over and tell me what happened?”

 

So Jennifer did.  She was crying as the whole story came tumbling out.  Jack sighed and shook his head at his niece.  “Not good, Jennifer Lynn.”

 

“I know, sir,” she sobbed.

 

“I’m going to have to call your father, Jennifer.  I have a feeling he is going to be more upset than I am.  You’re going to be suspended for one day, Jennifer.  And you’ll have to have lunch in my office for the next week.”

 

She gulped.  “Suspended?”

 

“Yes.  I’m going to have a lot of explaining to do to the Board of Directors, too.”  Jack stood up.  He regarded his niece.  “Do you want some dry clothes? I might still have some of your things here.”

 

Jennifer followed her uncle over to the shelf and looked through til she found some clothes that would fit her.  While Jack placed his call to Charlie, Jennifer went to change.  She didn’t even care that she was wearing old sweatpants.  At least they were dry.

 

Charlie was happy to hear his brother-in-law’s voice until he found out Jennifer was in trouble.  Jack wouldn’t give him details over the phone, only told him to come as soon as he could.

 

Jenn sat on the couch and waited for her father.  She thought about what she would say to him.  She knew he would be very disappointed in her.

 

Jack’s secretary buzzed Charlie in about half an hour later.  The two men shook hands.  Jack told Charlie that he had to suspend Jennifer for one day and that she’d have to eat her lunch in his office for one week.  When Charlie asked for the reason, Jack pointed to Jennifer.  “I’ll let her explain.”

 

If Jack had been any principal and not Jennifer’s uncle, she would have died of embarrassment to have him in there while she told her daddy the whole story.  But she actually was glad her uncle was there.  He hadn’t been mad when she told him what had happened.  He had felt bad for her.

 

In fact, Jack sat by Jennifer the whole time, holding her hand.  Charlie listened as Jennifer told her story.  He frowned when she explained about going out to lunch with Chris.

 

“I thought I told you no, Jennifer Lynn.”

 

“Yes, Daddy, I know.  But I really wanted to go.”

 

Charlie sighed.  “We’ll talk about that later.  Go on.”

 

When Jenn got to the part about running out of the pizza place, she started to cry.  Charlie took Jennifer’s other hand in his and held it, listening.  She stopped talking, afraid to tell her daddy what had happened.

 

“Jennifer,” Charlie began.  “I don’t want you to ever be afraid to tell me anything.  I might get upset or angry, but I will always love you.  You might be punished, but afterward, you will always be my good girl again.  Please, tell Daddy what happened.”

 

Jack smiled.  He was proud of his brother-in-law.  He nodded to Jennifer that she should go on.

 

And she did.  She told her father how she had wet her pants, right there in the booth of the pizza place.  When she had realized what had happened, she was mortified.  She knew Chris couldn’t have known what she did, but she knew, and she was so upset.  She knew she had to get out of there fast, and get as far away from there as possible, even if she didn’t know where to go.

 

“Oh baby,” Charlie said, pulling her other hand out of Jack’s hand and squeezing them both together.  “I’m so sorry, sweetie.”

 

Jenn was in shock.  Where was the yelling? Where was the screaming? Could this really be her father?

 

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said.  “You must be so disappointed in me.”

 

“No, baby.  I’m disappointed for you that you had to go through that.  That shouldn’t happen to you.”

 

Jenn looked up at Charlie, her eyes wide.  Okay, who was this man and where was her father?  She turned and looked at her uncle.  His eyes were smiling.

 

She got up and went over to Charlie and hugged him tight.  “I’m so sorry, Daddy.  I shouldn’t have disobeyed you.  This wouldn’t have happened if I had listened to you.”

 

Charlie smiled and hugged Jenn to him.  “You don’t know that for sure, Jennifer Lynn.  But I’m glad you’re sorry about what you did.  In fact, I think we need to go home right now and discuss some things.  Don’t you?”

 

Jennifer knew what that meant.  That meant a spanking.  But she didn’t care.  She was just glad her father wasn’t mad at her for wetting herself.  She was glad he seemed to understand her.

 

Charlie and Jack filled out the paperwork for her suspension.  Robin would bring home Jennifer’s schoolwork.  Before they left, Jennifer hugged her uncle hard.  “Thanks for finding me, Uncle Jack.”

 

When they got home, Charlie sent Jennifer up to her room to wait for him in the corner.  There was a note from Lisa.  No wonder she hadn’t been home when Jack had tried calling; there was a big sale at Macy’s.

 

Charlie changed out of his work clothes and headed up to the twins’ room.  He came in carrying Lisa’s big wooden hairbrush and set it down on the bed next to him.  He called Jennifer out of the corner.

 

“Come here, Jennifer Lynn.”

 

Jenn walked to her daddy, slowly.

 

“Tell me why you’re in trouble.”

 

“Because I disobeyed you about going out to lunch, sir.”

 

“That’s right.  Anything else?”

 

Jenn’s lower lip quivered.  “Because I wet my pants, Daddy?”

 

Charlie shook his head.  “No, of course not.  I could never be angry about any accident, baby.”

 

“Then what, Daddy?”

 

“Running off, Jennifer.  Leaving school grounds, or at least leaving where the school said you could be.  That was a definite no-no.  You cut your class, and had Uncle Jack worried about you for hours.”

 

Jenn nodded.  He was right; that was definitely something she had done wrong.  “Yes, sir.  Daddy? Would it help if I said I was sorry?”

 

“It always helps, Jennifer, but it doesn’t get you out of a punishment; you know that.  Now come here,” he said, patting his lap.

 

Jennifer came close to her father.  He lifted her up over his lap, pulling down her sweats and panties.  He raised just his hand at first and brought it down on her bottom, over and over.  {Smack!} {Smack!} {Smack!} {Smack!}

 

“You will not {Smack!} {Smack!} leave {Smack!} {Smack!} school grounds {Smack!} {Smack!} during class time, Jennifer.  {Smack!} {Smack!} Especially when you don’t {Smack!} {Smack!} already have permission.  {Smack!} {Smack!} Is that understood, {Smack!} {Smack!} young lady?” {Smack!} {Smack!}

 

“Owwwww! Yes, Daddddy! I’m sorry!” Jenn cried.

 

Charlie picked up the hairbrush.  “Now then, Jennifer Lynn.  I distinctly remember telling you that you were not allowed to go on this lunch date in the first place.  Did I not?”

 

“Yes, sir, you did.”

 

“But you went anyway.  That is direct disobedience, Jennifer Lynn, and I will not tolerate it.”  Charlie brought the hairbrush down on Jenn’s bottom, over and over.  He had already lectured her, so he let the hairbrush speak for him now.

 

{Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!}

 

“Owwwwwwwwwwwwww!” Jenn cried.  Unlike most of her spankings, Jenn felt she had really deserved this.  She cried and cried, but felt the bad feelings sinking away.  She really hated disappointing her father, and was glad she was starting to feel better.

 

“I know {Whack!} {Whack!} we won’t {Whack!} {Whack!} have to discuss {Whack!} {Whack!} this again.  {Whack!} {Whack!} Will we?” {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!} {Whack!}

 

“Noooo, sirrr!” Jenn cried.

 

Finally Charlie stood Jenn up.  She rubbed her bottom but nothing could take away the sting.  At least she felt better inside.  Charlie pulled Jenn close to him and rubbed her back and bottom.

 

“I love you very much, baby, and I don’t like to have to punish you so hard.  But you did directly disobey me.”

 

“I know, Daddy, I’m sorry.  I won’t do it again.  I knew it was wrong.”

 

Charlie held Jenn for a long time. Every time he was about to let go, it seemed Jenn pulled him closer again.  Charlie understood that Jennifer needed comforting and he knew he would be there for her as long as she needed it.

 

Finally it was Jennifer who pulled away.  Charlie helped her pull up her panties and sweats.  Then he pulled her into his lap and held her again.  “Daddy?”

 

“Yes, Jennifer?”

 

“Could maybe someday you think about letting me go to lunch with Chris again?  He really is very nice.”

 

Charlie smiled.  He couldn’t help it.  “I’ll consider it, Jennifer.  I want to meet him first, of course.”

 

“Oh, of course, Daddy.  Thank you, Daddy,” Jenn said, and she put her arms around his neck and squeezed real tight.

 

The end.