Subject: New Beginnings (A Maggie & Twin Story) Part 2
From: SamPast@aol.com
Date: 99-05-19 21:17:19 EDT

This is one part of a long story, with many spankings (M/f, F/f, and some M/F). It starts shortly after the end of _Change of Scenery_ and involves the same characters. It was written with a co-author, who has not made her name public.

This story contains spanking of (fictional) children . If this is not your thing, then don't read it.

This story is a work of fiction. Do not copy or distribute this story without written permission from SamPast.

This story is distributed in multiple parts. See part 1 for complete disclaimers and warnings..

Send any comments to SamPast@aol.com

That first week went by with a flurry of activity and seemed like seconds instead of days. On Friday, Heather went to work, and when she walked in was totally surprised by the balloons attached to her chair and a sign that said, "Come into the lunchroom."

There, everyone was assembled, and she cried as she realized how thoughtful they all had been to throw her a wedding shower. They all laughed at her, and she opened mounds of gifts, and thanked them all for how kind they had all been to her. Susan came over to her at the end of the breakfast party, and told her that she should take the rest of the day off, that her desk was in great shape, and that she appreciated all that Heather had done to transition and finish everything.

"You know, I am really going to miss you, Susan," Heather told her.

"Well then, I guess you better invite me over for dinner soon, huh?" Susan laughed. Heather hugged her, and between them they carried all of her gifts out to her car.

Heather needed every spare minute, and as the day wore on she started getting more and more nervous. Bob had said he had a surprise for her that night, but wouldn't say what. Today was Maggie's last day of school, and she hoped that it was going well. Bob was supposed to pick Maggie up, and Heather called him to tell him she was home and what had happened at work.

"That's great, hon, that way we can get an earlier start than I had planned," Bob mentioned.

"But, where are we going?" Heather asked.

"You'll see," Bob replied mysteriously.

Bob came and got Heather before picking up Maggie.

"Hey Mom?" Maggie asked, getting in, "How come you're here?"

"Well, hi to you too," Heather laughed.

"I didn't mean it that way, Mommmm, geeeeez," Maggie said and rolled her eyes at her mom. Bob turned the car and headed to the freeway.

"Where are we going, Bob?" asked Heather. "Please tell me what's up."

Bob pointed to the next sign, "Well, we are heading north."

"North?" Suspicious now, Heather looked at Bob, who was grinning, as he said, "Yup, north."

"Ohhhhh NO, you don't. I do NOT want to go to my mother's!" Heather shouted.

"Calm down, hon," Bob suggested.

"NO, I Won't! Stop this car, NOW!!!!!" Heather shouted again.

Bob said gently, "Calm down, Heather. Listen, I have talked to your mom several times over the last few days, and she wants to see us, together. I thought Maggie would also like to see her grandma, and it is settled, okay?"

"NO! It is NOT okay! How dare you do this behind my back, without telling me?" Heather growled.

Bob, starting to get annoyed, said, "LOOK, you were upset about that conversation with your mother. I told you I would handle it, right? You said, please do, right? AND I DID. Now stop acting like a total brat, and relax and enjoy the ride. Hummmph."

All of a sudden they both heard the quiet sobs coming from the back seat. Pulling over, Bob turned around to ask Maggie what was wrong. Maggie just sobbed harder, and refused to let him touch her.

Suddenly, Maggie turned to Heather, and said, "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!"

Stunned, Heather just stared at Maggie, and looked over at Bob. Getting out of the car, and into the back seat, Bob gathered a resisting Maggie into his arms. Maggie buried her head on his shoulder and seemed inconsolable. Heather still looked shocked and started to speak but Bob put his finger over his mouth to signal her not to say anything.

"Hon, look at me," Bob told Maggie. Clinging for dear life, he had to put his finger under her chin and force her to look up at him. "Are you scared, Magpie?"

"Uh huh," Maggie sobbed.

"I thought so. Sweetie, grownups fight sometimes, and your mom and I are going to have lots and lots of disagreements, and you know what? We will ALWAYS make up, okay? I am NOT going anywhere. We are NOT breaking up. I am STILL going to be your daddy forever and ever, okay?" Bob reassured her, calmly.

Maggie wanted sooo hard to believe him, and yet was afraid to trust. She had been let down so many times in her young life, that the fight she heard had really shaken her.

"Now young lady, I want you to apologize to your mother," Bob told her. Maggie just shook her head no. "YOUNG LADY, I will NOT take NO for an answer, understood? You can be upset, but I will NOT tolerate rudeness from you. Now you can apologize right now or I can turn you over my knee and spank you right here, right now. Which is it going to be?" Bob asked sternly.

Maggie did NOT want a spanking, and said, "Sorry Mom," in a very quiet voice. "Now Heather," Bob directed at her, "I think you also have something to say, do you not?"

Both Maggie and Heather stared at him for a second. Heather looked at Maggie, and said, "Hon, I am sorry that you heard Daddy and I fight, but he is right, we aren't always going to agree on everything, and it is going to be okay."

With a final hug, Bob got back into the drivers seat. Reaching over to take Heather's hand, he asked her, "Are you okay?"

She nodded. "Yes sweetie, thank you. I guess I just got scared. My mom can be sooo negative, and I don't want her ruining our wedding."

Bob sighed. "She won't hon, trust me."

Maggie took a nap during the long drive to her grandma's and was just waking up when they pulled into the driveway. Her grandma met them at the door, and seemed genuinely glad to see them. Walking in, Maggie and Heather smelled their favorite foods cooking, and Heather introduced Bob to her mother.

Bob went over and gave her a big hug, and incredibly, her mom hugged him back. Heather was shocked. They started talking like they were old friends, and before she knew it, they were all seated at the dinner table talking about the wedding. Bob had her mom laughing at some of his funnier college stories.

Around 9, Bob told everyone that it was time to get back on the road, as they had a two hour drive home. Heather's mom wanted them to stay overnight, but no one had brought anything, so they decided they would do that soon. Bob had a pillow and blanket in the trunk, and made a bed for Maggie in the back seat so she could sleep on the way home. She was soooo tired that she was asleep almost before they got to the freeway.

Talking low, so as not to wake her up, Heather told Bob how she couldn't get over the change in her mom. "What did you do, cast a spell or something?"

Bob laughed quietly, "No hon, I just talked to her and listened and knew that she needed reassurance that you and Maggie were going to be well taken care of, and that I would never ever hurt you. She has a lot of negativity towards men, but I overcame that with persistence."

"You really are something, you know that?!" Heather said.

Kissing her palm he said, "You know, I think that about you, too."

Back on Long Island, Bob carried Maggie up to her room, and tucked her into bed in her clothes, not wanting to wake her up to undress her.

Taking Heather's hand, he led her into her bedroom. "Now young lady, we have something to discuss," Bob told her. "What?" Heather asked.

"For starters, young lady, that was quite a little temper tantrum you threw in the car, wasn't it?" he asked sternly.

"Umm, yes Sir, I guess so," Heather replied sheepishly.

"Now, is that the kind of behavior we want you to role model for OUR daughter?" Bob queried.

Heather smiled at the use of the term, OUR, and gently replied, "No sir."

"Well, what do you think a naughty young lady deserves when she throws a temper tantrum?" Bob asked her.

"Ohhhh Bob, please don't spank me tonight. I will NEVER do that again, I promise," Heather expressed.

"Well, I don't think I can let it pass, hon, I really don't," Bob told her with a mock stern look. Heather knew he wasn't really mad, so she relaxed a bit. A bit too soon. Bob picked her up, and carried her over and dumped her on the bed. Before she could turn over, he sat down, and hauled her over his knee, and started smacking her bottom.

Wiggling and trying to get away does her no good, as he clamped his hand on her waist and continued to up the ante. Lecturing as he spanked, Bob told her, "I do NOT appreciate temper tantrums young lady, understood?"

"Yes Sir," Heather replied.

All of a sudden his spanks stopped and Heather was relieved to get off so easily, but her relief was short lived, as Bob lifted her skirt, and pulls down her panties.

"I bet you thought you were done, didn't you, young lady?" "Umm, yes sir," said Heather.

"Wellll, that was just a warm up, little one," Bob explained. He proceeded to smack first one cheek, then the other, not neglecting her sit spot, so she would remember this spanking for a while. After a short time her bottom turned from pink to bright red, and Bob stopped.

"Now, I want your promise that you will not EVER act like that in front of Maggie again, IS -SMACK, THAT-SMACK- CLEAR-SMACK-YOUNG-SMACK-LADY-SMACK,?"

"OUCHHHHHHHH, yes sir, I promise, I promise," Heather cried.

"Okay," Bob said as he pulled Heather up and sat her back on his knee, and cuddled her. Rubbing her bottom, he let her cry it out on his shoulder.

"I am sooo sorry I disappointed you, sweetie," Heather cried.

"Hush now, it is forgiven, and you have told me you won't ever do it again, right?" Bob asked. "Right sir."

"Okay, best you remember that then, okay?" "Okay!"

Bob's heart melted as he looked down at his love, so sweet, and vulnerable, and his. He dipped his head, and took her mouth, giving her a deep searing kiss. Heather passionately returned his embrace and kiss, and soon, all thoughts of her bottom were gone.

They couldn't get enough of each other, as they tugged at each others clothes, and tumbled backwards on the bed. Limbs entwined, they found comfort, and passion and reached new heights of ecstasy as they soared together to a shattering shared climax. Bob stroked Heather's damp hair, and pulled her tight to his side.

Heather was just starting to fall asleep, when she felt Bob pull away from her. "What, hon, what are you doing?" she asked alarmed. "I have to go, babe," he said.

"GOOOO? What do you mean? GO?" Heather repeated.

"What will Maggie think if she wakes up and I am here in your bed?" Bob asked.

"Oh silly man, she will be thrilled to have her daddy here. And, for that matter, now that I am off work, and you are too, it is silly for us to be apart till the wedding next Saturday. Don't you think?" Heather asked.

The way Heather's hands were moving on him as she asked him that, drove all thoughts of an answer from his mind for quite awhile.......

~~~~~~~~~~

The next morning, a sleepy Maggie walked into her mom's bedroom and seeing Bob there, decided to get into bed with them. Crawling up the middle, she nudged her way in, until she was in-between them both. Laughing, they both put their arms around her, and snuggled tight.

"What a great way to wake up, Magpie", Bob told her.

Smiling, she looked at Heather, wondering if her Mom would be annoyed, but Heather tousled her hair, and kissed her forehead and said, "Morning little love."

Content now, Maggie let out a big sigh, and asked, "So, what are we doing today?"

"Well," Bob told her, "I think it is time to get some packing and moving done. What do you think?"

"Oh wow, now? Can we start NOW?" Maggie asked, all excited.

"Whoa, little one, your mom and I are still half asleep," Bob explained.

"Ohhh, come on sleepyheads, get up!" Maggie shouted and started jumping up and down on the bed, until Bob caught her, and started to tickle her. Giggling they both wrestled for a few minutes while Heather got up and watched.

"Okay, you two, if you are going to get any breakfast, you better plan on helping," she said laughing.

Bob told Maggie to brush her teeth and make her bed before breakfast.

"But Daddy, not now!" Maggie whined.

"EXCUSE ME, YOUNG LADY? Did I hear whining?" Bob inquired. "Noo!"

"I must have heard wrong, because young ladies who whine are looking to be spanked, and I just can't believe that is what you want this morning, is it?"

"Ummm, no Daddy. Not me," Maggie said quietly.

"Then someone better scoot," and with that Bob swat her bottom and sent her in the right direction.

Leaning into Bob, Heather said, "Seeee?"

Bob shrugged. "See what, brat?" said Bob smiling.

"See, Maggie didn't think a thing of waking up to find her daddy here. So there," and Heather stuck her tongue out at Bob.

"Ohhhh, just you wait, young lady," Bob laughed at her. "Now I want some coffee, woman," he told her in a fake gruff voice.

"Yes Master," she told him laughing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That night, after hauling over several loads of stuff, Heather and Bob collapsed on her couch.

"There is still sooo much to do," Heather whined. "How are we ever going to get it all done?"

"Well, first of all there will be NO whining, got it?" Bob said.

"Yes Sir," Heather sighed, forgetting how much whining got to him.

"Now, go get your lists," Bob told her.

"Ohhh sweetie, we are both tired, let's just go to bed," Heather suggested.

"NOOOOO, you are stressing, and we are going to go over the lists, so just go get them, okay?" Taking her shoulders in his hands, Bob turned her to look at him. "Now, let's talk about something. Marriage is about teamwork, right?" he asked her.

"Uh huh," Heather replied.

"Then we do this TOGETHER! If we can just get organized, we can do this, stress free, or at least almost," Bob explained.

Heather went to get her lists, and Bob was amazed at how organized she was. She had a list for everything: CLOTHES, MOVE, Wedding Party, etc.

"Hon," she asked him, "what about things like the wedding rings, and the honeymoon?"

"The rings are ordered, and our honeymoon is all taken care of. Tickets are coming in the mail by fed-ex tomorrow. We have reservations on a flight the next night out of La Guardia, so we can be here for Christmas morning with Maggie and then we will be gone for seven days. Maggie is going to spend half of that time at your mom's and the other half with Lisa and Charlie," Bob explained. He turned to look at Heather and suddenly realized she was crying. "What's the matter, hon? Is something wrong?"

"Oh noo, it is just soooo right," Heather admitted.