Forgetful Giving - A Short Story

I love this time of year. The weather is getting colder. The days getting shorter and I can finally wear all of my boots and scarfs again. Oh and let’s not forget all of the SALES that are approaching. The time between thanksgiving is a shopaholic’s dream. I can hardly contain myself. Seriously. It’s actually what I’m doing right now. There’s a current sale of a matching bra and panty set online. Even though I promised myself I would buy my friends and family presents first. I still can't resist a good sale. No one should be surprised by that. Besides, the matching set is kind of like a gift for me and Eric anyway. How can he dislike seeing me in pretty lace? Now the questions is, should I get red or black? Hmm.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

What the hell? What is that? Is that the fire alarm? Shit, the cookies! I race into the kitchen to see smoke coming out of the oven. shit , shit, shit! I hurry to turn off the oven and open the back door to the patio to let the some of the smoke out. I opened the oven to see that my two sheets of cookies are burned. Great, Cori. you just wasted over two dozen cookies. Are you wondering why I’m being a Betty Crocker right now? Well for my leadership class, we have to do a service project during the week of thanksgiving. It counts as part of our final exam grade. My class decided to deliver treats to nursing homes, food banks, and low income schools. So that’s why I have to make over a hundred chocolate chip cookies before class on monday. It’s not too bad except i have a bit of a problem remembering to get them out of the oven. Like what just happened here. I put the cookie sheets into the sink and let water run over them to soften them. It’s going to be a bitch cleaning these things. I wave a towel under the fire alarm to shut it up when i hear a deep voice say,

“Cori, baby, what happened?”

I see Eric walk into the kitchen with a look of bewilderment. I must look crazy waving a towel toward the ceiling.

“Eric, I burned my cookies” i say with a pout. I was on a roll too. I had a baking system going but I guess it was a little flawed.

“How did you do that?” he asks and walks to where I am and reaches above me to pull the fire alarm out. Yeah, I don't think it will stop until all the smoke is gone; which could be a while.

“I accidently forgot to set the time and-” I start to explain but I was interrupted.

“Again? How do you keep forgetting to set a timer?” Eric asks me. Lets just say this isn't my first time burning foo. Or the second. Or the third if you can catch my drift.

“Well, i got kind of… distracted and I forgot all about the cookies” I tel him.

“Distracted? By what?” he asks me with narrowed eyes. Okay Cori, be careful now. Your heading into dangerous territory for your butt.

“I got distracted by my homework” I tell him while moving across the kitchen so the island is between eric and I. Hey, i need some distance to protect my behind; especially out of the smacking range from Eric’s hand.

“You… got distracted by… homework? Are you serious?” Eric asks me with raised eyebrows. okay , so using homework as an excuse wasn’t exactly believable coming from me. But I couldn’t tell him that I got distracted by shopping. My ass would be burned just like the cookies.

“Yes, I’m serious but that’s not the point. I didn’t set the timer and I have to start a whole new batch. So i’m already behind now” I say with a sigh. Eric rolls his eyes with a grin on his face.

“I’m sorry you burned your cookies, baby” he tells me while walking to me and pulling into his arm. I snuggle into his embrace happily.

“But next time, set a timer” Eric says and then gives my butt a hard smack as an or else kind of way. Ouch!

“Eric! It was an accident” I say while rubbing my right butt cheek.

“Right, you were doing homework. But don’t forget again, Cori. I’m serious, angel” he says as he squeezes my butt warningly. Sheese, point taken.  

“I won’t forget again. Now will you help me bake more cookies?” i ask looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. These eyes may not get me out of  spankings but they for sure help me out in other ways. Heehee.

“Of course, I’ll help you. Let me change first” Eric tells me giving my nose a kiss. See, I told you so!

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And that is the last batch of cookies. For real this time. Don’t you just hate when things don’t go according to plan. It happens to me all the time. You know, with my plans and everything. Except this time it has nothing to do with any plan making. I’m actually picking up the slack for someone else. Shocking. Isn’t?

We were all put into groups for the project and a group of us were put into a group for baking. Well someone is in the group got sick or so they say. There is always that one person. Honestly, I think the person wanted a week of vacation for thanksgiving instead of three days like the rest of us. Either way she didn't do her part and didn’t tell anyone until the last minute. Ugh. so i had to make seventy-five more cookies so we had enough to deliver tomorrow. All I know is that I can’t wait until tomorrow afternoon because I will officially be on thanksgiving break. So the cookies have to be in the oven for fifteen minutes. I grab my phone to set the alarm but just as I am about to do it, my phone rings. It’s Lily.

“Hey girl, what’s up?” I asks as I plop down on Eric’s couch. I decided to use Eric’s kitchen again instead of using the dorm’s community one. At least I can bake in comfort; a.k.a: no pants.

“Cori, you’ll never believe it. I found Felipe’s christmas present. Remember the gift I wanted to get him? Well I found it and it’s on sale” Lily exclaims excitedly.

“Already? I haven't even started thinking about Eric’s gift. It's always the hardest to pick. Your so lucky to be done with it” I say with a yawn. Who knew baking could be so tiring. Well, it is the end of the day, so I shouldn't be so surprised.

“Yeah, I’m so glad I found it already. The only bad part is that I have to pick it up this friday in the South District. Not to mention it’s black friday so I probably won’t be able to go shopping anywhere else” Lily tells me.

“It won’t be too bad. Just go during the day and bring pepper spray just in case. You should have some time to shop elsewhere. Plus, it could be worse. I am going up to Eric’s family cabin for thanksgiving and it’s in the middle of nowhere” I complain into the phone. Okay, so it’s not really in nowhere-ville. It’s in a small town with a lake. It only has like four stores there which consists of a grocery store, hardware store, an antique shop and a gift shop. So no black friday shopping for me this year. How will I cope?

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“Cori, wake up!” I hear a voice say while I feel my body being shaken. I jolt up awake and look up into Eric’s green eyes. I suddenly notice that the living room is filled with smoke. I have a bad feeling I know why that is. I didn’t have much time to dwell on that feeling because Eric grabs my arm and pulls me off of the couch. I put my hand on my butt to protect it before Eric starts smacking away on it. Instead of pulling me over his lap, Eric leads me into the kitchen. Phew! I guess I was wrong about that one. Come on, I know you thought that’s what you thought he was going to do do too. Once we’re in the kitchen, I see that the smoke has increased. In fact, I barely can see the kitchen because there is so much smoke. Yup, my ass is seriously dead. I don’t think I can even justify getting out of this. Maybe I can think my way out of him using Mr. Meanie belt of Ms. Unfriendly Brush.

“Cori, would you like to tell me how this happened?” Eric asks me as he pulls me to where the burnt cookies are on the counter.

“I fell asleep and…” I say but I drift off as I stare at the cookies to avoid his intense gaze. They’re like burning into my skull.

“And you forgot to set the timer again, right?” he says finishing my sentence. I nod my head in agreement. These burnt cookies are actually interesting to look at.

“Well let me help you with your forgetfulness. Grab the timer” Eric tells me. … What. The cookies are already done. Way past done actually.

I pick up the timer from the fridge and then I notice that Eric has pulled a wooden spoon from the drawer. You know, THE spoon. The wooden spoon of doom. My butt already feels the pain it's going to be in soon. I follow Eric into the bedroom toward the bed. I can’t believe I’m about to get spanked. It’s my stupid classmate’s fault. If only she did her part. Hmph.

“Set the timer for five minutes and start it” he tells me while sitting on the bed and pulling my to his side.

“Why?” I ask warily while punching in the numbers. He’s not doing what I think he’s doing.

“Because that’s how long I’m going to spank you for” Eric answers as he pulls me over his lap. Why me?

“You know why you're about to be spanked, right?” he asks me while patting my panty clad butt. I nod my head.

“Yes sir” I say. I brace myself for the spanks to come. Five minutes better go by fast!

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

“Why are you getting spanked?” Eric asks as his hand alternates between spanking my cheeks.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

“Owww! I forgot to set the timer again” i say as I try not to move around much. It freaking hurts already/

“(smack) And (smack) what (smack) happened (smack) because (smack)  of (smack) it (smack) (smack)?” Eric asks spanking me a little harder now.

“I burned the cookies. Ouch ah” I cry out.

“It’s not about just the cookies, Cori. It's more about you not setting a timer and being negligent. You could have started a fire and done some serious damage. Not to mention you could have gotten hurt. Do you think I liked coming home to see smoke covering the whole apartment as soon as I walked in the door? What if I hadn’t walked in soon enough  to turn the oven off get the cookies out? Do you realize what could have happened to you?” Eric asks me. He has stopped spanking me for the moment.

“I know. I’m really sorry Eric. I got a call from Lily just as I was setting my timer but I got distracted again and forgot. I didn’t meant to fall asleep either” I say through sniffles. Now, I feel bad. Eric hates when I “endanger” myself according to his words.

“Hopefully, you’ll be a little more diligent when baking next time after we’re finished here. Yeah?” Eric asks while patting my butt.

“Yeah” I agree grudgingly as I look at the timer. It's only been a minute and thirty seconds. It honestly felt three times that long. Eric pulls my panites down and wraps his arm tighter around my waist.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

Eric continues spanking me but much harder and at a faster pace now.

“Owww. I’m sorry!” i cry as the smacks continue on.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

It's been two minutes and forty-five seconds. I wish Eric didn’t set the stupid timer. Now my spanking feels like it's actually taking forever. I know I always say that but I mean it this time.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

Eric’s hand is focusing on my sit spots and thighs now. Tears are streaming down my face.

“It’s almost finished baby” Eric says while slowing down on the smacks he’s giving me. There’s only a minute and fifteen seconds left on the timer. I think i can handle that. I suddenly feel  a smooth surface and then a sharper pain on my butt. The wooden spoon of doom!

(SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK)

“Eric! Please! I’m sorry!” I sob as the spoon continues to make its mark. Eric is making sure to cover my entire bottom three times over and is now paying special attention to my sit spots. Oh, I’m definitely feeling this tomorrow.

(SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK)

“I won’t forget again” I cry out as I try to move away from the spanks. I somehow forgot how much the spoon hurts. It hurts like hell.

“No, you won't or else you’ll get spanked twice as long” Eric says giving me two hard smacks on my thighs before the timer went off. Thank god! That was pure agony. Eric turns the timer off the sets both it and the spoon on the night stand. He gently helps me stand up and sits me down on his lap. He puts his arm under my legs to lift my butt up so its not rubbing against anything.

“Shhhhh, little angel. I got you. Shhhhh, its okay. It's over. Shhhh” Eric says rocking me slowly. I slowly calm down and am left with a few tears and sniffles. Eric puts me down on his lap gently and wraps his arms around me tighter.

“I love you baby. So much” He tells me while wiping the last of my tears away. I smile against his chest. I know he does.

“I love you too” I say and give him a deep kiss.

“Eric, do you think it will be bad if I got store bought cookies for the last dozen? I’m kind of over baking” I say breaking away from our kissing. And I’m so over ovens. Sooo not worth a spanking for.

“I think it will be fine babygirl. Or if you want, you can just bake the cookies on your butt. I’m sure it will get the job done” Eric says grinning while kissing my neck. I roll my eyes. How hilarious. My butt is laughing right along with you Eric. NOT!

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So, I decided to write a mini holiday themed story since I have deprived y'all with Cori stories. I enjoyed writing it and am thinking about writing more mini stories, but who knows with me. I'll write a mini story for Lily. Happy Belated Thanksgiving!!