unexpected spanking

It was about 4:15 in the afternoon and I was lazying around on the porch swing in the backyard, just reading a book.  The little man comes out to tell me he's heading out on his bike to meet up with some friends.

I realize I'm alone.  What do I do?  I continue reading my book, of course.  Bossman comes in the door about 15 minutes later.

First thing he notices is....we are home alone.  I'm still thinking about my book so nothing really crosses my mind as to what that really means.  I follow Bossman into the bedroom, like I usually do, so he can change out of his work clothes. 

After he changes, he pulls me over his lap.  WHAT???  I wasn't even thinking about it.  I wasn't prepared. 

As the pants go down around my ankles I wonder (as I usually do) what the heck was I thinking.  Why do I put myself through this?

He spanks with his hand.  I forgot how hard and unforgiving his hand can be on a virgin tushy.  After a few minutes of that he switches to the backscratcher. 

I should remind you....I haven't had a spanking in almost two months.  My viginized butt didn't like the sting that backscratcher handed out.  It was very ouchy.

I tried getting away, he held me tighter.  Hmmmm, I think I liked that.  No, I KNOW I liked that. 

There wasn't much talking but the laundry DID get brought up.  He asked why he has to spank his woman to get his laundry done. 

Good question. 

I'll get back to him on that one.

Eventually, he stopped spanking, pulled up my pants and sent me on my way. 

The rest of the night I sat on a tingly bottom.

Then I realized why I put myself through that.

I liked it!



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The big C

Thank you all for dog food advice.  I've been looking things up online and we haven't made a decision about her food yet.  Some days she's just more itchy than others.  Today she's fine.  Even if it's not the food, after all the stuff I've been reading, I'd like to give her something more healthy for her instead of just going with the cheapy stuff.

So....do any of you watch a show called The big C?  It's on showtime.  If you don't watch it, the theme is simple.  It's about a woman that has incurable cancer.  You'd think it would be sad, but it's more of a sitcom.

Anyway, I started watching this show and at first I didn't think I was going to like it.  I mean I've gone the cancer road and did I really want to think about it again?  But, I'm morbid.  Even when I am contemplating my own mortality, I can't help but see how others go through it.  So I started watching.

Over all the show is pretty good.  BUT....there are some parts that bother me.

The biggest complaint?  She waits 3 months before she tells anyone she's dying.

WHO does that?  WHY would you do that? 

I don't get it.  Wouldn't you want to tell your family so you could enjoy the last remaining months or years and your family could enjoy you?

Um no.  She decides to kick her hubby out of the house and doesn't let her son go to soccer camp.  She thinks she's going to spend the summer with her teenage son...(yeah right...) but instead the son is complete upset with her and spends his time with his friends.  So, she ends up having an affair.

I don't get it.

I'm on to season two now, she's told her family and has decide to pursue treatment.  She's let her husband come back.  I guess if you have cancer it's ok to have an affair.....

Well....what do you think?  Would you wait for months before telling anyone in your family about your health?  Would you forgive your spouse if they had an affair and then told you they were dying of cancer?

I'm just curious.

I'm also ready to be spanked now!  (I'm just saying that in case Bossman stops by to read..)




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you would think...

I had good intentions of spending this summer writing in this blog.  I was hoping to visit more blogs and leave more comments.  I was thinking of jumping back in and catching up with old friends and possibly finding new ones.

I seem to always have good intentions, but they never get me very far if I don't act on them!

You would think that having a week home without the little man would result in some fabulous spanking stories.

You would think....

You would think I would have had some great sex that week also.

You would think....

Instead, the wild child was home all week sick.  Any time that Bossman and I had together was outside the house and not really appropriate for sex or spanking.

Oh well, life is what happens when your busy making plans.  (Or something like that...)

On a completely unrelated note...

What kind of dog food do you use?

Our dog is getting skin rashes and a friend suggested that it was the food.  I admit, I buy the crap at walmart.  I feel bad now!  Poor thing.  I should be feeding her the good stuff!  So, what is the good stuff?  I've searched online and there is such a wide variety that it made my head spin.  I can't figure out which website  is telling  me the truth and which just wants me to buy their stuff.

So help a girl (and a dog) out....what kind of food should I feed her?




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