I was always comfortable with older women and craved their attention. When I was 18 I helped a neighbor in her late 50's with chores around her house. One weekend we painted her living room and dining room and she teased me about being careful not to make mistakes. I decided to risk it.

"I'd better not make mistakes. You'd probably spank me."

She laughed and said a good spanking would do me good.

"Yes, Maam, I guess it would...right on the bare."

I told her about how my Mom had stopped spanking my bare bum more than a year ago and shared a lot of stories about being spanked. I really laid it on thick and made it obvious I was open to the idea. She came right back with comments about my cute chubby butt. 

"Better be careful. Least little mistake and you'll be taking my undies down and turning me over your knee..."

We had comprehension.

She started lecturing me about talking and not working and grabbed me by the ear. She pulled me into the kitchen, pulled my pants and undies down and spanked my bare bum. My pants came off while I was kicking and squirming. When she finished spanking my "cute chubby butt" I stood up and apologized for being bad. She told me to get back to work I stepped out of my undies and headed back to the living room to spend the rest of the afternoon painting in just a tee shirt.

That day she became my Auntie Betty and she spanked my bare bum regularly for 12 years.