Tuesday, December 31, 2013

To a Happy New Year!

Happy New Years my fellow bloggers and lurkers out there!
I am not sure I mentioned this last year, but New Year's resolutions are not really my thing. Therefore, I will not be making any, simply because I just don't believe that this new day in the new year can make you do things you don't want to really do.
For example, dieting, sure the first few days of January might go well, but after that, you are still responsible for watching out for yourself. Just like any other day of the year.
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I just went running. My 5k route since I figured I should end the year on a high note.
Actually I am having a hard time thinking that the beginning of 2013 was just this year, crazy. We started the year in Germany. We went through our ups and downs doing this thing we do. DH lost his job. We made it out stronger as a couple. I lost two (what I thought were good) friends, making me re-evaluate just who I want in my life. DH lost another job. We clung to each other and our strength. Financial hardship. I graduated with my BS with honors, GPA 3.93. We fought. We loved with all that we have.

I can't quite say 2013 was a bad year because it really wasn't, at least not in a personal sense. Reading Kim's post the other day, reminded me of this post of mine from August. I was at that point she describes, giving up expectations simply because they weren't met anyway and I would have rather had a good relationship with my husband than being pissed at him constantly for not stepping up enough.

Well, for anyone who knows that stage I am sure you know this too: Giving up expectations was the best thing I could do because it finally gave DH the opportunity to do it his way or not at all, and we have been doing fairly well since. Mostly.

Sorry for this all over post, I am still breathing a little hard, but while I was running, I was thinking of all the things I wanted to blog about. Like yesterday. The kids turned out to have two playdates: One in the morning, leading to some awesome hanging out and watching Sons of Anarchy followed by a spanking on our red couch. DH had me lie on his lap, and he used his left hand to spank me. Ouchie but so intense and personal too.
The other one in the afternoon, which led to a very hot quickie on our bed. All in all, a very nice day for the end of the year and clearly a great indication of great things to cum!


Happy New Year everybody!

Monday, December 23, 2013

Sweet Little Spanking

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Its almost Christmas! I usually like the Christmas season, even though I am not with my mother and sisters this year. We wanted to make sure we enjoy this American Christmas this year, never know what the next year will bring and have been enjoying each other as a family. We have been watching Christmas movies together, baked cookies, and played games. DH even suggested we watch one of my favorite movies The Holiday. (Anyone who doesn't know it,  go watch it!!!)
 DH and I sat curled up together on the couch, watching this movie. A perfect moment in time.

For what came next, DH and I teamed up and wrote it together! After the movie was over, I took off my clothes, revealing a black thong and black bra. I felt very sexy, and as we all know, how we feel always makes a difference when naked....DH seemed pretty interested, but ran out of the room one more time.

I crawled into bed with Julia around 10 last night.  All of my chores were done: kids were safe tucked into their beds, dogs were in their beds too, doors were locked, and the lights were out.  Julia had a really bad headache the previous night, so I made sure the window was cracked open so she got some fresh air.

"I want you over my lap," I said.  He motioned for me to come over and I wasn't sure. The children had been up late, what if they were still awake? What about the stepson that is awake at all odd hours? But I caught myself and decided to trust my man. I know he wouldn't want to risk exposure either and I would be safe as long as he had his ears up and I could just be on his lap and let go.

"Ohh, really??"  She didn't want to - and then I saw her catch herself and change her mind.  Yep, spot one.
"Are you going to be quiet?" She asked as she crawled across the bed and lowered herself over my naked lap, where my cock was already hardening.

"Yes, I will be quiet," I said, smiling.  Well, sort of quiet, I thought.  I ran my right hand over her bottom.  I had turned on the red lava lamp on my bedside table, and I was fascinated by her bottom in the soft light.  As always.  I started swatting her cheeks with my hand, whipping it down at medium velocity so that it was quiet, but also hard enough for her to feel it.  It took him a few smacks to deliver something stingy, but I didn't mind, thinking it a good warmup.

Slap, slap, slap-SLAP!  He didn't spank me very long, we were both too turned on I think. No infractions were mentioned, so I figured this was a pure erotic spanking and let myself just go. I enjoyed his stinging hands, not worrying about anyone hearing us, and his hand so close to where I really wanted him to touch me.

I massaged her bottom after a round of sound spankings.  She instantly bucked her hips, a natural reaction in her. She started moaning softly, trying to get my hand in contact with her sex. Mhh, and I managed it too! I was dripping wet and so ready when he motioned for me to get up again and to lie down on my back. He kneed next to my face, touching his dripping cock to my lips as we fondled my breasts. 

And then my cock was in her mouth.  I held the back of her head with my right hand, and pushed my cock in as deeply as I dared, forcing my cock down her throat as I thrust my fingers deep into her pussy.  I reached up for her G-spot, and started slow, hard, circular motions against the top of her wet canal.  She sucked an moaned with her mouth full.  I worked my fourth finger into her bottom, and pulled out my cock.

"Keep your mouth open," I said.  I pushed my cock back into her mouth, and then pulled it out fast.  My finger went in to the second knuckle.

"Ooooo!" she gasped.  "It's so big!"

"Mmm, you like Daddy's finger in your bottom, don't you?"

"Uhh huh," she moaned.  "Gug, glug, oooof, slurp!"  She took my cock into her throat again, and then strained as she started coming with my fingers in her pussy and bottom.

"You like being Daddy's little SLUT, don't you?"

"Mmmm!  Ahhhh!"  She came hard against my hand as I sucked her nipple. Mhh, that was good. Often times after I cum, I am mostly done and don't like being touched like that anymore, but DH figured out that if he just keeps going, I do too. He tried to enter my pussy with his cock, but it was too tight, he winced, and kept trying to enter me. My pussy was still spasm-ing hard and he came as soon as he had entered me fully.

Friday, December 20, 2013

Snow Day Spanking



Hi, DH here.  We are all SNOWED IN today!

I logged into work and caught up with the morning's events.  People were trading snow pictures over Skype, and very few of my colleagues were planning on making it into the office.  I closed my laptop and stood up.

"Let's go in the closet," I said quietly, holding out my hand to Julia where she sat at her computer.

"Oh, my coffee will get cold!"  She looked down into her cup, and then back at me helplessly.  Coffee is a sacred drink at our house.  Julia's taste for coffee has changed over the years; when I'm home on the weekend, I usually make it for her and try (mostly successfully) to get it right.  I could totally see her point.
 
"OK, when you're done." I finished a task at work, and then she went to the closet.  I closed and locked the doors to our room, and then followed her in.  I held her in the dark as we stood there.  "We're going to have a GREAT day," I said.  She purred in my arms, enjoying our moment together.  I released her, and sat down on the floor with my legs spanning the width of our closet.

"Lie down across Daddy's lap," I said.  She bent down and carefully got on her hands and knees across my lap, and then lowered herself so that her pelvis was perfectly positioned.  I pulled down her black sweats and her panties.  I started spanking her with my new hand whipping technique, hard.  "I want us to be on the same page today, and really enjoy our snow day," I said.  The small sounds from my swats seemed to be absorbed into our closet as I kept whipping her bottom, switching between the cheeks of her reddening bottom.

"Oooh," she sighed.

"Are you going to be a good girl for Daddy today?"  I spanked her harder with my left hand, whipping it down so that it made full contact as I was bringing my arm back up.  Even in the darkness of the closet, I could see my red fingerprints across her cheek.

"Ow!  Yes, Daddy!"

"Good girl," I said.  Three more whipping swats landed fully across both cheeks of her bottom, and the spanking was over.  I helped her pull up her panties, and then her sweats.  She raised her hips up off my lap, and we stood up together in the dark.

The snow is melting now, and the roads are somewhat drive-able, but we're still staying indoors for our snow day.  :D  I hope everyone has a very nice weekend!

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Buying Alaska

DH and I are very specific when it comes to watching TV. We have had a DVR for at least ten years now, and I couldn't image living without it. I honestly don't think I would watch any of my shows the way the ad people intend you to, you know?

We have found a new show we are both interested in watching. Finally!!! It is called Buying Alaska and plays on the destination America channel. Anyone else watch this show?


It is a house buying reality TV show showing people who are interested in buying a home in Alaska. All the people on the show want to move to Alaska because they want to move away from the crowds and be alone out in the woods doing whatever it is they want to. And this really is what fascinates me.


There are
many couple, young and old, on this show who want to buy a cabin out in the middle of nowhere, no running water, bears all around you, no electricity, and no neighbors. Whenever I watch it thought, I think about sex.

I mean am I really that kinky thinking  only of the many possibilities for privacy in such a remote setting to do just whatever it is you want to do? I would want that privacy to run around naked in our cabin and always sit at DH's feet while he works, or something. I keep thinking of all the outdoor sex possibilities out there, in rivers, in the show, cabin, everywhere.

I really must have sex on my mind.
So I have an idea, would you guys please find the show on your TV or up on that first link I created and watch an episode of a couple seeking a remote cabin and tell me what you think!!!!!! Tell me you didn't image yourself and your partner like that couple in the picture with no care in the world because you know you really are alone.

And btw, I now have a tumblr account!! Tada! I haven't quite figured out yet how everything works, but I am sure I will get more used to it. Link me!!



Sunday, December 15, 2013

A hard Session

The weather had been really cold, and the Incorrect Weather Forecasters were calling for snow.  We're not prepared for snow.  I cop out because it doesn't snow every year in our part of the world- usually you can get by with a good set of rain tires.  Every other year we have a good snow fall or two, but I just try to have us all stay home while there's snow on the ground.  In our district, schools will close if someone coughs into their arm and yells "snow" at the same time.

So, last Monday, I worked from home.

Julia and I had a very nice morning, drinking coffee and working on our computers.  Sometime in the early afternoon, I put down my laptop.

"It would really be a shame to not use our time together today with no one else here," I said.
"I agree," Julia said, smiling.  I stood up and led her to the bed.

"I want you lie across my lap on the bed."  I sat down so that she could lie across my lap.  

"Which way?"  

"Put your head on the pillow," I said.  This put her bottom across my lap for a right-handed spanking, which was usually how I spank Julia.  I'm left-handed, so I don't usually use my dominant hand unless Julia's in Serious Trouble.  ;)

I started spanking her lightly over her sweats and panties.  My cock was already starting to get hard, as I looked at her beautiful legs.  I stopped spanking her and pulled down her sweatpants and the purple panties she was wearing underneath.  I left her panties between her legs where I could see the crotch that had just been pressed against her little pussy.  I started spanking her bare skin with my full hand, swinging with moderate force so that my hand made light red imprints on her skin.  

"Oo, ow!"  I continued spanking her bottom, evenly alternating between cheeks.  I stopped and massaged her reddening skin with my hand.

"Mmm, Daddy wants to give you a good spanking today," 

"Why?"  She was tempting me, goading me into giving her a harder spanking.  I resumed spanking her with my hand, and picked up the tempo.

"I want my little girl to have a good spanking," I said.  "Daddy is going to make your bottom nice and red."  I spanked her right cheek three times, high, middle and low right  on her sit spot, and then repeated the sequence on her left cheek.

"Smack, smack, CRACK!"  "OWWW!"  She twisted her hips suddenly away from me.  Her pulled her back with my left hand, and continued spanking her, but changed to the whipping, lighter technique.  Her legs came up, and she kicked as her bottom turned bright red.  My cock was like a steel pipe under her, and I had to finish the spanking. 

"SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-CRACK!" A flurry of swats finished the spanking as she bucked on my lap.  I gently smoothed my hand over her bottom, and put my left hand on her neck.  "Good girl," I said, as her hips continued to gyrate across my lap.  It was driving me crazy.  I kept massaging her bottom and her neck, as her breathing slowed.  I let my hand wander into the crevice between her cheeks, and then down across her wet pussy lips.  

"Mmm," I said.  "Daddy needs you to get off his lap now."  It was almost urgent.  She swung her legs back over the side of the bed.  I got up and held her hips and she bent over the bed.  I entered her immediately and we both groaned.  I had to have her right there and then.  Her panties were still pulled down and I could see the blue crotch panel as I pulled my cock out of her pussy, and then thrust it back in, hard.  I started fucking her hard as she moaned and her hips bucked against the bed as she was already cuming hard.

"Daddy loves slapping his balls against your little clit!"  I was fucking her harder than ever, just barely aware of the fact that I wasn't bottoming out in her pussy, which was now pulsing and contracting with her orgasm. "Ahhhh….!"  I came hard in her pussy, draining myself into her, and then half-fell across her on the bed.

A lovely day home indeed.



Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Growing pains

What a lovely morning we have had in our part of the world. So lovely in fact, that I ran outside into the cold with my camera this morning wearing only boots and a robe to take pictures of our beautiful sunrise. So I wanted to share.

When I was little, my mother would always tell us that whenever the sky was red at sunset or sunrise during the month of December, that was because the angels were already busy baking cookies for Christmas. I still think that was a lovely sentiment, and one I am happy to let my children grow up with too.

And hard not to on a morning like this morning.
Can you see the mountain peeking through the trees? Click to enlarge

DH and I are in a good spot at the moment, even though we had a huge blowup yesterday that started with me graduating finally and looking at my student debt, therefore feeling very down and beat. Instead of putting his big arms around me and telling me we will be okay, he started freaking out too about our finances, and we helped each other spiral down together, ending with a mad spanking with the glow paddle. I was so mad at him, I started crying in frustration, leaving him to feel overwhelmed once again, and walking away from me. I got even madder, walked into our bathroom and mumbled something about aftercare and how awesomely he did with that. Again. "Great job buddy, I feel wonderful," while still having tears streaming down my face.
I was in fact so mad at him, I told him that maybe he needed an attitude adjustment, and he was welcome to bend over the bed. I know, right? I did. I really did say that. But you know what happened next?

He put his big arms around me. "I am sorry Sweety. I am sorry I got overwhelmed by this." He smiled looking right into my eyes. "Of course we are going to be okay, seriously. And no to the offer."
I must have shocked him out of it. Seriously. So much for going Rogue!!! (Btw, where is Rogue?)

I asked him for permission to write about this, thinking that it doesn't portray him as very strong, however, after thinking about it, it portrays him as a person just like everybody else, and I think it also shows how much he has changed and become stronger. At least to me.

Lastly, I wanted to write about one more thing. DH had this awesome idea for a story, a spanking story that is, and I have persuaded him to post something here as a little holiday gift to our readers. I have already read a little of it and think it is a very cute and funny idea...stay tuned!


Monday, December 9, 2013

Warming her Bottom

I got out of the shower and toweled off, and was instantly cold.  The temperature outside was already in the low 20s, and it was chilly in our room.  Julia was already snuggled under out mountain of blankets on our bed as I climbed in.



"Already asleep?"  

"No," she said, not moving her head on her pillow.  

"Good girl," I said.  I sat up a little.  "Daddy wants to make sure your bottom stays nice and warm tonight."

"Hmm mm!"  She wriggled her hips in protest.

"I'll keep you entirely covered, except for your little bottom," I promised.  She didn't move.  I put my hand on her shoulder on the blanket, and gently caressed her warm skin.

"Now," I said.

She half-groaned, half-sighed, and then let me pull her over my lap.  My cock took some arranging under her tummy, as it was already getting hard at the sight of her perfect white panties.   I made sure every part of her was covered with one little exception.

"Daddy's going to warm your bottom now," I said.  I started spanking her with my hand, whipping it so that my hand snapped against her bottom.  She lay still across my lap as I continued spanking her bottom with my hand.  I stopped, and caressed her bottom through her white panties.  

"Thank you for wearing the panties I requested like a good girl,"  I said.  

"Yes, Daddy," she said.

"Did you rub your little pussy through your panties like I asked?" (I had asked her to put on those panties a few hours earlier, and specifically requested her to touch herself)

"A little," she said in a small voice.

"Ahhh," I smiled.   I continued spanking her, harder now.  "Do you like touching yourself like a little slut for Daddy?"  

"Oooh," she moaned.  "Yes Daddy!"



"Oh, you like being Daddy's little slut, don't you?"  I stopped and pulled her panties down below her bottom cheeks.  I let my finger touch the damp fabric tight across her mound.  "You ARE wet."  I gathered both sides of her underwear in my left fist, and pulled them tight so that the fabric disappeared into the valley of her bottom like a thong.

"Ahhh!" Slap!  Slap!  Slap!  WHACK!  She started squirming on my lap as my hand spanked her bare bottom harder.  I pulled her panties still tighter and spanked her right at the diamond-shaped opening at the top of her thighs.  She moaned as I repeatedly spanked her right cheek, and then her left.  I relaxed my grip on her panties, and then pulled them down with one quick motion.  She turned and gave me her bottom, with her head and back under the blanket at my feet.  I entered her with my thumb, and almost instantly she came in one long, groaning orgasm, her red bottom glowing in the dim light.

Friday, December 6, 2013

Under the covers

Hi, DH here!  I'm following up with the post I promised Julia after last night.  We had a very nice re-connection as Julia described, and I also got to use a recently-learned spanking technique on her bottom.

I came in from the woodshed early, determined to spend some time with Julia before bed.  She had been seductive all evening, and I was REALLY in the mood to be with her.  I was also determined to give her a spanking - every opportunity we've had has been too short, or too public.

The weather has been COLD where we live!  This weekend, low teens are forecast for our area.  Last night, Julia had been watching TV without anything on her feet.  As we crawled into bed, I asked her how she was feeling.

"My feet are cold," she said, smiling.

"Ahh, poor little girl," I teased her.  I reached down below the blanket, and grabbed her foot.  It was like wrapping my fingers around a block of ice.  "Wow!  You weren't kidding.  I'll have to fix that."

I dove Sheldon-style* under the covers, and inverted myself so that her feet were at my chest, in kind of a sideways 69.   I reached out into the dark and took her ankles in my hands, and then guided her feet slowly onto my chest.

"Ahhh," she sighed.  She moved her feet up and down my torso.  I held the tops of her feet to warm them, and then ran my hands up her legs to the tops of her thighs.  Her legs were cold too, so I held my hands against them, and slowly slid them upwards.

"You just wanted to get to my bottom under there," she said.  Her feet felt SLIGHTLY less glacial.  And that's when inspiration hit me, right there under the covers.  Even though I couldn't see a thing, I had her in my hands, and a new technique for minimizing the sound of a spanking, shielding us from my still-awake son in the next room.

I rubbed her bottom with my right hand, and then lifted the covers with my left as I lay on my side.  I pulled my hand back, and then whipped my fingers forward to make contact with her right cheek.  The first attempt was light, so I pulled back a little further, and swung faster.

"Snap!"  She flinched a little as I aimed low across both cheeks and whipped my hand as quickly as I could.

Julia has been running every week, and recently hit 3 miles as a regular run!  Her bottom has reduced in size as a result, and spanking her has become difficult due to her lack of any padding on her bottom.  I've altered my technique when I'm spanking her with my hand to use more of a whipping motion, so that it's really the top part of my hand and my fingers that make contact.  This also greatly reduces the sound of the spanking, but still gets her bottom nice and red.

I continued spanking her under the covers, whipping each side of her bottom and finishing with a number of hard slaps across her sit spot.  She moaned as I caressed her bottom in the dark, resting with her feet finally warm on my chest.  "Good girl, I said," as I finally pulled myself out.

I stayed home this morning and we stole half an hour to just have coffee and talk.

Beautiful.

*

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Very cold December morning

After my mom left this past weekend, it seemed we had a little trouble getting back into the groove. I mean, everything else around us seemed to balance itself once again, and it felt right, but the connection between DH and I seemed to be too far apart. It seemed that he thought I was pulling away from him and didn't want him sexually, while I was just waiting for him to come back to me.

Usually in the evenings, once DH comes home, I will follow him into our room and take off his shoes and pants so he can get into something more comfortable. When my mom was here, this was difficult for various reasons, but since she left I made sure to do this and other little things like that without even being asked. To
me, that is my way of submitting to him, showing him I am here and want him.

Maybe I should  be more obvious, taking his cock in my mouth or something, but seriously, when our connection feels that far apart, all I can do it seems, is to offer myself to him, but it seems I just can't take the lead. In those times, I really need him to take the lead.


(It seems, I have blogged about this a time or two before....however, it seems to be a recurring situation. But I honestly think this time didn't last as long, and didn't end in the wheat field.)

To see if I could get his attention tonight, I took particular care getting ready for him to come home last night. I took a shower, braided my hair in two pigtails, just like he had said that morning would look cute on me. I shaved my pussy and put on his very favorite pair of white panties. I sat at his feet a little, and once we were in bed, and he had warmed up my feet, he finally discovered my bald little pussy, as he likes to call it. And we had a very intense encounter that DH wants to blog about in the coming days....

To sum it all up: We are in a pretty good spot I think, and I even got a little fun spanking last night.  :)


Latest Music discovery:

It is super cold in my area of the world, but I think I just found my motivation to get going on my running. I am up to 3 miles now!




Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Music to my ears

Mhh, anyone know this song? I just discovered this song, and can't help but listen to it over and over.
What do you guys think?


I think I am horny and need to get laid, lol!

Monday, December 2, 2013

Hello December!

Hi Blogland!

Hopefully everybody survived Thanksgiving weekend without too many incidents? I sure did, lol, I was an angel. Which could have had something to do with having my mom visit. Having her here always makes me so much less sexual, lol, poor DH, but we managed to still remain connected. He didn't withdraw like he sometimes tends to do, and he even managed to spank me a few times. Well at least at the beginning.

I am writing my last paper at the moment. I left myself only today to get the whole thing done. Some of you may think, ok, what is the big deal? Well, when I first started my educational goal of getting my AA, I didn't think I was any good at writing. Yup. And so I would freak out over assignments days before they were actually due. Fast forward to having my AA and finishing my last paper for my BS, I left myself one day to write a huge paper. And I am the author of a blog. And I am working on a story. Me thinks I did some growing up over the last few years....


Anyway, I was just popping in to say hi!

Friday, November 22, 2013

Picture Friday



Personally, I think this one is going to be DH's favorite....



Mhh, I love these two even though she isn't wearing white. Or anything. But I love everything about it. Tied up, eyes blindfolded, and she is listening to something else. Love!






Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Monday, November 18, 2013

Monday Morning

As I get older, I know I know, not that old yet, but hey, I am approaching the big three zero next May! Anyway, as I get older, getting up in the morning is getting easier. Seriously. Just five years ago, no matter how much sleep I had the night before, I never wanted to get up, always calculating out the last minute until I absolutely had to get up.
I don't do that anymore. Often times, I wake up  before six, and just lie there, listening to the silence of the house, or lately, the stomping of stepson as he makes his way out the house. But then, silence.

This morning, DH and I both got up before seven, he went out into his woodshed to work out and do what he does, and I started the week, cleaned the kitchen, laundry, children up, breakfast, make lunch, get dressed, and ready to go.
DH came back inside just as the kids were ready to head out, and he took them for me so I wouldn't get soaking wet.
When he came back inside, I had made him another cup of coffee, took his glasses to clean them, and walked back into the kitchen.

"Actually, we have something to finish." DH said as he grabbed my hand and led me to our bedroom. I smiled, liking where this was going, and the confidence it was delivered with.

He sat on the bed, and pointed at his lap.

"We are going to finish that spanking. Monday morning still counts." He smiled at me, looking confident.

I have to admit, I had felt pretty bad about me saying the safeword basically with our last spanking. I felt bad for him, feeling like I was sending mixed signals. But now, a few days later, I can see for what it is, I called the safeword because it was needed.

I climbed happily onto his lap, thinking this shouldn't be too bad, being in my thick sweats and all.

"Those pants have got to go" and he pulled them down to see my white panties. I love these. Shiny and silky.

And he started spanking me as a warm up. I could tell he was putting effort into it, it was stingy, but not painful, at least not safeword-inducing painful, iykwim....

He kept spanking me with light but stingy swats all over, creating a nice red glow all over as he told me after.

"And now, I want you to count these out loud."

And he started with hard, deliberate, and precise spankings to my cheeks. My bottom was on fire from the first swat. Usually when DH makes me count out loud, he will do it slowly, making me anticipate it more, but today, he was all to the point, and we reached the number quickly compared to other times.

Then I lay on his lap, him rubbing my cheeks. I felt good. You know, sometimes you wish the spanking wasn't over yet? Or worse, you couldn't wait for it to be over? This one was neither. I felt good.

"Thank you Daddy." I said. I have been trying to get more used to calling him that. The term Daddy has grown a lot on me lately, such a simple thing to say, and the meaning it carries.....

"You are welcome . You did a good job with this spanking, staying nice and still for me. I am glad you trusted me, even after the Friday fiasco." He had moved his hand on to my head, stroking my hair.

"You love being my little girl, don't you?" he sounded like he just realized this again, and I climbed off his lap only to have him turn me around, lean me over the bed, and enter me with one hard, long, and powerful thrust.

He was late for his Monday morning meeting. On the bright sight, we got to connect, and he ended up having a positive and personal email exchange with his boss.

A Happy Monday morning indeed.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

A Spanking Problem

The weekend has been going well. I love weekends that just flow like this one. Kind of like a well oiled machine.
DH and I were able to start our weekend early yesterday by him working from home again, this time however, the children were in school and I had all day alone with him. Sounds good, right?

Well, as it turns out, we were both awkward about it. I mean here he was, home and working. Here I am, home, and doing homework. (My last class!!!!) We knew this would be the time for the big 68 spanking from LOL day, and slowly prepared. I did some yoga (half naked), lol, and took a shower.

While in the shower, DH came in.

"I want you to wear your entire outfit today. If it still fits that is..." The last part seemed to be more of a thinking question, and I didn't know.

"Okay." I got out, lotioned myself up, brushed out my tangles and managed to get my hair into a braid before walking into our closet to retrieve 'the box'.

Our box is one of those rubbermaid tubs, only a smaller version, and contains all our implements, some sexy underwear, an extra belt, lube, a few dildos, and a few anal plugs. Sounds like any 'box' should in my opinion, lol. Some people, I bet, would also have nipple clamps in there, but we haven't really gone much further in the nipple stimulation department.

After putting on my outfit, and finding out that the skirt still fits, although very loosely, I came out and presented myself to DH. But something weird was going on, he seemed overwhelmed maybe? He seemed to have a plan, however, in hindsight, I think it was the spanking without a purpose (you know, no punishment or reconnection, but a bet - kind of) really got to both of us.

"Lie on your stomach on the bed, I am going to go through a variety of implements today, and I want you to count every spank out loud for me. Do you understand?" he asked.

I nod in agreement, lie down, and he starts warming me up with his hand. After some not too long but long enough time, he stopped. I hear his belt buckle.

"This will start the spanking." And he starts. The belt hisses, and slaps on my skin, causing such an intense sting. He moves around, covering both sides, although I can tell he had a preference as I am sitting here. My left cheek is much more sensitive today.

And I count. He changes implements, but doesn't say much.

"31." I mumble into the pillow, taking in a big breath.

"I am going to switch to my hand for a little bit, these are going to be hard." And he wasn't kidding. They were so hard in fact, that I cried foul right then and there.
I started crying, not covering my bottom with my hands, but they were  hovering.

"I can't believe you would hit me this hard." Really crying. I feel stupid for even typing this. No nonspanker could get this, but this was not a spanking, and felt more like a thrashing. You know?


You see, DH has been working out more. I guess my success of going running regularly is rubbing off on him. He is strong. Couple that with us not having been able to do spankings in a while, and me (literally) running my
butt off, has resulted in us having to be more careful about spanking positions.  I call that a spanking problem! lol, Reminded me of a post of Riley's over at Vanilla Extract from a while back.


So, where are we at?

In a really good spot actually. We didn't reach 68, yet. We used our time alone very wisely even though getting started was harder than expected, but apparently exactly what we needed.

And the best part? The weekend isn't over yet!!!

Happy Weekend everybody!!!

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Slightly overwhelming LOL Day

First of all, a big thank you to Bonnie for starting this lovely tradition of Love Our Lurkers Day. Thank you so much! What a fun way to not only meet some lurkers you don't know but also the ones that you do know, you just didn't know this person always reads. Thank you guys so much for reading my blog, it really means a lot to me that you commented yesterday and in general.

DH says thank you for all his lovely wishes and said he would work on the post 68 over the weekend. I can't believe it 68. Just to be sure, I turned off comments, lol, didn't want to get into more trouble, I am already in for it, and DH said he would pick the implements we would use. Implements. Plural. Yeah. Not sure if happy or anxious about that one either.

One more thing I want to thank Bonnie and this community for: Because of LOL Day I updated my blogroll yesterday and I am very excited to have some new blogs to check out!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Love our Lurkers and DH's Birthday!

Good Morning my lovely readers!
Today is Love our Lurkers day! Yeah. I am excited, lol. Maybe meet a new person or two?

Last year, it did not fall on DH's birthday, but I had told you guys, we would do one spanking per comment received in 24 hours I believe. My readers were also encouraged to pick an implement from my implement reviews.
We ended up with 42 comments, a long spanking with way more implements than we usually use, and DH spanking me until I cried for the first time, and him being totally overwhelmed and offering no aftercare. LOL. But otherwise, it was fun!

Today also being DH's birthday means that we have decided to just do the same we did last year! So please comment, say hi, just wave, or put a smiley in to wish DH a Happy Birthday!




Happy LOL and Birthday Day!!

Monday, November 11, 2013

Pleasing my Colonel!

I don't mean to brag, I really don't, but at the same time, I think that if I use my blog to complain about life, I also get to use my blog to just write how awesome things are going, right?

Last Friday, DH worked from home and the children were home as well since they both had conferences. I like to do something special on days they are not in school. This time: Swimming! My entire family loves to swim, and that is what both children wanted. A unanimous vote (I love that word: Unanimous), and we had picked our activity. Our excitement must have gotten to DH, because he soon decided that he didn't actually need to work  over lunch and he joined us!
Later, we went to Costco (who doesn't love Costco?) and then had our pizza night/movie night with the children too. After, stepson asked if DH could drive him somewhere, and there was our opportunity.
Of course he drove him!
When DH got back, we hung out for a bit, making sure children were actually sleeping, and then decided to go snuggle in bed. We were cold, plus we had finally bought new flannel sheets for our bed, and the sheets were calling out to us. When we got into bed, DH grabbed my kindle, and suggested we read something. Together. From my kindle. You know, my personal kindle that has all kind of smut adult content on it. DH perused it for a little bit, and decided on one of Renee Rose's book: Pleasing the Colonel.


We snuggled up, DH put on his glasses looking very sexy, and he read to me. The story is about a young woman who starts working as a governess for the Colonel. We are almost half way through, and are really enjoying it. Plus, of course, if one considers our beginnings as Host Dad and the Au-Pair.....

DH is a great reader, always making sure every character has his or her own voice, and we both really enjoyed the story. As a little backstory, I used to read a lot of romance novels, like three or four a week, and when one story was particularly good, I would recommend it to DH and he would read it on the train during his commute. I started in the middle ages genre, then moving up slowly to regency. Therefore, reading Pleasing the Colonel has been a really fun experience for both of us. Plus, the heroine has a great sense of humor, I love it!

However, after reading the first pretty severe spanking, we got sidetracked....Well, it started with me being able to tell that DH thought this spanking was really super harsh, and I was a little surprised at this. I mean, its a book, the hero comes from a military background in a country in which the rod is not spared during childhood and adolescence. But I could tell he was uncomfortable. And really turned on.

He put the book down after we talked about the spanking a little. And I was right, he was a bit set back by how harsh this seemed.

However, it didn't turn him off.
At all.
"I think Daddy is going to take a break and let you please him for a while." I had been stroking him the entire time, and his cock was already hard and very eager. I lowered my head and took him in as far as he would go, getting used to the feeling, and taking more. His body went from rigid to relaxed and leaning back once again, and he was happy watching me please him. He stroked my hair, my neck. The hero in the novel held the heroine in the neck I think toward the end of the spanking, and I think I really like it too.  He held my head in place when he wanted me to take him deeper, to then stroke my hair again, while murmuring endearments for his little girl who loves to suck his cock.

I am honestly trying to remember what happened after, but can't, lol. But for a reason. The only thing that keeps going through my mind is what DH said that night before we both came.... You love being Daddy's little slut, don't you?  He was behind me, doggy style, holding on to both my hips, driving into me hard. I had already cum once, and hearing that, (he has never ever called me anything degrading like that before), just put me and him over the edge. Instantly, and together. What really stuck with me was for 1. of course the mind-blowing orgasm that followed and let me finally sleep a whole nights sleep, and 2. how okay I was and still am with this development. I think a year ago, it would have scared me to have have my husband call me a slut, but at this point him calling me a slut is an indication with him being okay with moving further into that direction. The D/s direction, I guess?


And tomorrow is DH's birthday and LOL day! I am excited so see everybody come out and say hi. Last year was  a lot of fun, and I am really excited to do it again tomorrow!

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Search Terms

I haven't done one of these in a while even though I still find some of these search terms just fascinating!

Here is a few:

how to get your husband to spank you    You are going to have to open your mouth and just say it, he can't read your mind....

can i spank my wife             Yes, please do!

pics of spanking positions  This one, I am honestly glad that my Picture Friday post is being looked at. I liked that post!

best spanking method  I think this is one of those that you have to try out for yourself and can't find online

how to spank your husband Well I don't want to, at least most of the time, so its kind of weird to see this one...
husband spanking wife pictures  I always like that too.

my personal home orgasms  Well, I like having orgasms in my personal home the most too...:) Seriously though, DH and I are both not very voyeuristic I guess...

sex outdoor image blog      Mh, yeah I love looking at outdoor sexy pics too. 

spank spot       Ouch.

50shades of grey otk   That one makes sense!

upskirt spanking DH's upskirt spanking post, makes sense.

my wife doesn't like spankings  That just seems weird to me. Why wouldn't she? Are you doing it right? JK, but don't know how these search terms landed somebody on my blog.

spanking implement care  Keep them clean and stored away from curious little fingers?

where to give a spanking I would seriously consider only doing it where you feel comfortable, and where she feels comfortable. Nothing worse than thinking somebody is coming in at any second.

What do you guys think? Not too surprising, right? 

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

The Perfect Morning

The day started pretty early for me today: I woke up at 2.30 and was wide awake. I don't know why I go through these cycles of sleeping well and other nights not at all. Sometimes the full moon will affect me and keep me up, but that was not it.
I kept tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable spot. DH loves to spoon me in his sleep, and we usually have our legs kind of intertwined. Very romantic and all, but it easily overwhelms me and I have to be alone to cool down.
After another three hours of this, I heard my stepson get up and get ready for work, which woke DH. I have been trying to respect his need for sleep more therefore I really tried not to wake him. But as the front door shut with a bang announcing stepsons departure, DH was finally awake too. I had meanwhile already been up, brushed teeth and hair to look presentable. Climbing back into bed, we snuggled close, this time enjoying the heat our bodies produce and snuggle closer. DH stroked my thighs and hips and breasts, finally tucking me over to roll onto my stomach.
And he spanked me.


Now, hours later, I can still feel that slight warmness on my bottom, reminding me of the importance this connection can bring. I have to admit, it has been a while since I have enjoyed a spanking, but this morning was definitely perfect. 
I have a little one at home today, who of course hasn't been feeling sick since the bus left this morning and she got to stay home. But, I keep thinking, sometimes, you just need a day off and enjoy yourself by yourself too. Happy Tuesday everybody! 


MusicI found this morning and been listening to since. 

Friday, November 1, 2013

LOL Day Approaching!

I was just on Bonnie's blog and saw that it is once again almost time for LOL day!

LOL day you wonder? Well it stands for Love our Lurkers, yes, you, the reader who is always here reading, but hardly ever leaves a comment. Or, gasp, never has left a comment before? Well that day is just for you!

From Bonnie's blog:
What is LOL Day?

LOL Day is an annual celebration of our unseen readers. Most bloggers are aware that only a small fraction of their readers ever leave comments or otherwise make their presence known. Visitors, whether silent or verbose, are welcome all year round. But on this one day, we invite our shy friends to peek out and say hello.

This year's event will occur on Tuesday, November 12. On that day, more than one hundred like-minded bloggers will post a message on their blogs inviting their silent readership to come forward, typically by posting a comment.

Some lurkers provide a complete introduction. Others can muster only a "Hi." These 
responses are both welcome, as is any response in between.

Last year was my first time participating, and I was very excited and offered to get one spanking for each comment I receive. I am thinking we should do that again.

Even though DH and I haven't done spankings in a while, it is   on both our minds, I can tell. The other night, stepson out, DH announced to give me a spanking, but I wasn't in the mood and he didn't push it really. I know as the submissive wife I should consent, but I wasn't feeling very submissive that night. In fact, I was feeling quite the opposite, pushing back a little, and I knew DH was tired, and so he let it slip. He let me slip and was okay with it.
After, we talked again. About ttwd. Him insisting that we can't not do it, me insisting that in fact, that is kind of what we have done and he seemed fine with it. But I wasn't accusing him, I was just trying to make him see that. And he did. And then he said he knew it was his fault too for not doing it because I had been really good, but he wasn't focused on it, and he would do better, not try but do. And he has, and he is taking his time, not overwhelming me with demands, but easing back I guess.

Last year, I received 42 comments on LOL day, therefore DH gave me 42 spankings. Well after a warm-up that lasted all too long all by itself. The last ten he delivered with an evil implement, the wooden paddle I had received for my birthday when he first started spanking me.
This year, LOL day is falling on DH's birthday, so I am thinking my butt might seriously be in trouble...:)

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween everybody! I hope you are all having a wonderful day today, lots of candy, and tons of giggles!!



Monday, October 28, 2013

Pumpkins and Reconnections

The weekend was busy and full once again. Our children finally convinced us that it is time to buy pumpkins and so we did just that! We bought, hauled, carved, and staged those pumpkins and they look very good. After that, I decided to go to Hot Yoga in the evening for the first time. I felt like my body would benefit
from some more stretching because my back was hurting. 5.30 in the evening is not usually a good time for me to not be available, there is dinner, showers for children, house that looks like a bomb went off in it, but DH encouraged me to go, he would take care of everything!

I didn't need to be told twice, and enjoyed a hot and tiring class. Upon my return, children were sparkling, dinner smelling good on the stove, and DH even roasted the pumpkin seeds! But man, I was tired. Dinner turned out very yummy, children went to bed happily and quietly, and DH and I retreated to our bedroom. 
My body was exhausted, and DH must have been able to tell with his super HoH-tingling senses, and took care for the rest of the evening, eventually putting me into bed and then leaving again.

The next thing I remember is him joining me in bed, finally, roaming my body with his warm, strong hands. I was lying on my tummy. He was rubbing my back, shoulders, stroking my hair, and grabbing my bottom cheeks. "Mhhhhh" is all I could think and say. I was not awake. But DH took this as my obvious consent, and just continued. He stroked me, and then after a little bit, encouraged me to roll over. He spread my legs, just stroking my entire body. 
"Mhhhh" is seriously all I could think.
"Is my little girl enjoying herself?" he asked, I could hear a smile in his voice. But I didn't open my eyes, just staying in that sleep-induced state. "Mhhhh Daddy, mhh".
He dipped his finger slowly into my already slopping wet pussy. "My little girl likes this, don't you? Your pussy is so tight"
And he kept playing with me, slowly, to his heart's content. I could tell he was just happy doing this. After a few moments, I turned my head and sought his cock. I wanted to suck his cock so bad, wanted him in my mouth, taste him, lick him, make him even harder. And so I did. I found his hard manhood and took him as deep as I could, which wasn't a lot because he was already so hard. 
We ended up in the 69 position, both happy. He has just shaved his entire pubic area, and I don't know about you, but I love the feel of his smooth balls on my face, the feeling of his smooth cock, and knowing there is no hair is just a big turn on. 
"Oh baby, you like my cock in your mouth, don't you?" He loves asking me questions when my mouth is full of his big cock, so I nodded, making an agreeing sound. I took him deep, letting him move in and out of my mouth. 
"Mhh, such a good cocksucker." 
After another few minutes though, he reached for my hair, and pulled my face away from his cock. He told me to lay back down and just stroked all over my body again, ending up at my pussy. "Please spank my pussy." I whisper, but I honestly don't know if he heard me because he didn't do it or show any sign of having understood me. Then, he did it. Lightly. Around my inner thighs, closer to my pussy, on my clit. I was slopping wet by now. 
"My little girl likes having her beautiful pussy spanked, doesn't she? How about your clit?" as he spanks my clit again. I am on fire. He took my nipple into his mouth, and dipped his finger into my pussy.
"Turn over". 
I lie straight on the bed on my belly. He straddles my thighs, and enters me. This position I just love. And we didn't make it into another position.

But I can't wait to try something else tonight. I feel like we are moving in the right direction again.

Happy Monday!!

Friday, October 25, 2013

Picture Friday - Yoga Edition

I have recently given yoga  a try, and figured I could do a yoga edition! So here are some of the yoga poses I have been doing.

BTW, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. It is a great way to excercise. Just one time helped me feel better. My back didn't hurt as much, and I feel more flexible, straighter, and stronger.
In fact, I am going this very morning for a 90 minute session.




But, just as a disclaimer (and sorry to burst any bubbles) I don't do my yoga naked. 

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

I can't for the life of me, come up with a good title!

Yesterday our stepson started a new job. Finally. And he works at night and the evening, so we actually will have some time in the evening again where we won't have to worry too much about noise levels after it has been verified that the little ones are actually sleeping.
Its been a little weird, I have to admit. Spankings have basically been off the table for a while now, not because of us really, more the circumstances surrounding us. TTWD however, at least from my perspective, hasn't stopped at all. At the beginning I would have thought that to be impossible: Keep ttwd going without spankings. But as long as both parties are still committed to it and each other, and the other person knows this to be true about the other too, it can work.
We have had situations that would have definitely led to spankings over the last few months, and still, we managed. Once, DH send me to the closet, to think about the tone of what I was yelling saying, and I have discovered that when one wants to be in the right headspace, a simple act such as being send to the corner or our closet, will get me to calm down right away.

But I have been missing the spankings. Although not like I would have a year ago. A year ago, I was craving it, the act of it, his being in charge, making me get over his knees, and then spank me longer than I would want. Assert his dominance. But for now, I haven't been craving it as much. And I think that is because we have found other little things to do to help us remain in the where we want to be with one another. Maybe its because I have been letting him assert his dominance, and he has felt comfortable asserting it?

In other news, I don't remember if you guys remember my trouble with so called "friends", but I hadn't given up on one of them yet. I had needed space, and had told her so, because I wasn't able to figure out what exactly it was that had made me need space like that in the first place.
Going to San Francisco, getting out of the everyday life, and just be with people who understand you, has helped me figure out what it was. What had made me pull away from her, and I felt like I owed her an apology and an explanation. So I did that yesterday. DH warned me "Don't expect much back my love". I didn't believe him, but he was right. She wrote me back. And the reply was so self-centered in absolutely everything she said, without one word to how I really told her everything, that I have decided that even long friendships may just need a break, or longer. For now though, I am just done worrying about her, that relationship. Some things are not meant to continue, and that 'friendship' just slipped into that category.

Tonight, my stepson will be gone again. I am going to try and tire out my children so they will fall asleep faster (that almost never works), but at least there are possibilities. And honestly, just writing about spankings, and how I used to crave them, has made me realize how much I would really like to resume that part of US.

And I want to ask blogland for a favor! I am in the mood for a new Picture Friday, but I need ideas for a theme!

Song I was listening to while writing my post:
Lindsey Stirling - Shadows

Monday, October 21, 2013

"Please proceed Governor"

Another week has passed, the weekend passed in a blur of driving children, shopping, homework, and trying to make time for one another. Which is not always easy. Lately, I have been getting up pretty early. I was never an early bird, and quite honestly couldn't care less whether the early bird caught anything or not. However, over the last year that has changed, I get up early, and I am tired early. And for those of you who have read my blog for a while, you know, I like sex in the morning more too anyway.

Sex in the evening can be hard. Lol. But we managed to have our first session in weeks last night! Didn't involve spanking, but (might be TMI for the guys, so skip it) we did finally have sex again.
About two weeks ago, DH and I were having sex, and I guess I could have been more into it, because all of a sudden it started hurting very bad. This happens when I need extra, or any, lube. Giving birth to my first child, she came out with her arm stretched out, superman style, and I tore pretty badly. And when I am very unlucky, and unprepared, that scar still hurts like I just gave birth to her...

So I am finally all healed up.

Our sex life is resumed.

Thank god.

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Really? I guess he would have been too perfect!

I can't believe Charlie Hunnam decided against doing the 50 Shades of Grey movie. Well, no wait, I guess I can, since I wouldn't want to be the one receiving all that media attention. I mean just thinking about the Twilight craze, really, I can't blame him for not wanting to do the movie anymore.


Since writing this post, I have actually started watching the Sons of Anarchy and just love it! What a fantastic show, seriously. I don't remember the last show that has made me cry and laugh out loud within just a few minutes of each other. And I really like Charlie as Jax, therefore I had been wondering how he would like receiving Edward-like attention from the paparazzi. I guess now I know why he decided against it.

So at this point, this seems like such a money maker: It already has a release date, yet it is missing the most important part still, Mr. Grey!

So, once again, who do you think should be Christian Grey?


Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Positive attitudes

Can you believe it is already the middle of October? It seems that the years seem to go by faster as I get older. And honestly, I don't even think I am that old yet. But I can already see what my great-grandmother always talked about when I was little. I remember having to go on a three-hour car ride to reach my grandmother's house, and her mom lived close by. Back then, those three hours seemed endless, like literally I remember the time just not passing, but as I get older, time is the only thing you can really rely on. It always passes no matter what, and it is up to me to make the time count.

I think I have always kind of thought that way, but as time seems to go by faster, I try to give it even more effort to really make sure I am happy with my life, the day, the opportunities, chores, everything. I guess this is what one could call a positive attitude?

And I have been doing that about ttwd too. Since our little "weird clapping sounds" incident, there hasn't been much spanking. At least not to the extend both DH and I would like. But at the same time, we have other things going on. I have been focusing more on my children again when they come home from school, the stepson is still here, but doing pretty well, and DH and I are doing well too. We are just not having any kinky sex at the moment. But for whatever reason, that is okay with me at the moment simply because it has to be, and I know opportunities will present themselves, and as long as I know that DH feels the same way I do about this and will use the opportunity, I can wait. Positive attitude. I like it!

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Keep Calm and....

Very fitting for us, I have to admit.


That is what DH decided needed to happen. I honestly wasn't in the mood after all that but figured why not do what I don't feel like and see if that helps us reconnect.
So he send me to the closet. I went. Could have done that more gracefully I am sure, but he followed me right away, and asked me to pull down his pants as he stood in front of me. Men are different. That physical connection is just so important. I need it too, but it is not as essential I think.

And so I did it. And I am glad I did it..Sometimes, the right thing to do is what doesn't feel right at first to get past something.

Monday, October 7, 2013

Joe Pesci back for yet another visit

Finally. I am alone at home again. I have to admit, it has been a while, but honestly it was all good. I had a great time with my friends. It is so nice to just hang with people who know you so well, even after all these years. We have kept in contact just a bit, sometimes going years without writing, but that never meant they were far from my mind, and as it turned out, it was the same for them. The three of us were very amazed how we could just pick up where we had left off and have so much fun together. Here is to friendship!!!!

But as usual, DH didn't handle it all too well, lol. And I know this by now that when I have visitors from my homeland (as he calls it), he starts to distance himself from me and us, our relationship. And he did it again this time. But knowing he does this and handling it better, really is hard.
Usually when I have visitors, I spend more time with that person (since they flew all the way here to see me and my family, including DH of course), instead of being available to DH at work. And in the evening, call me silly, but I actually like sitting with these people and talking or just watching a movie. To me, this is fun (plus, its just a short time anyway that that person is here). To DH, it means I don't want to spend time with him. Arg. (As a disclaimer, I know he knows that is not true but feels that way nevertheless) And that is exhausting, and I also think, not quite fair.

So I get pissed with him, and his attitude. Cause I can only take that for so long. Because, I am here, I am available, just not as much as usual. I think, honestly, DH is just spoiled because I don't have any family close by, and I never just spend an afternoon with my family. If I see them, it is because we are there, or somebody is here, and that is usually for at least a week. And in that week, DH pulls away. He wonders how can he keep our connection going through this, and I am left wondering, wtf? Really? How about not disconnecting? How about letting me enjoy the presence of these people without having to worry about having to make sure he feels like he got enough attention? How about being happy for me? How about not working so hard that he falls over after nine pm every night and just passes out? How about eating something before you turn into Joe Pesci right before coming home after working way longer that you do at any other time?
 Ahh, this commercial does it every time. I am smiling again. And this is just a rant. We have already talked about this, and he sounds like he caught himself before things got worse.
Now I would just like to have sex and cum without having to listen to him complain about that too. lol. No really....
Happy Monday everyone!

Friday, September 27, 2013

And I am back home.

Hello Blogland! I feel like I have been gone forever, and I have missed you!

But quite honestly, I had a great time with my friends. Leaving alone the way I did, I was a bit intimated, I mean I hadn't done that in a long while, but as soon as I was actually on my own, of course, I was fine.

It was fun seeing my friends. These two are the best friends I have ever had, and it was so nice to spend time with them away from normal life.
San Francisco is of course beautiful. We were very lucky with the weather and only had sunshine. My friends being from Europe also meant that we didn't do any of the bus tours, but instead opted to walk. A lot. I brought my running shoes, and I am glad that I did. We walked all over the city for two days straight. And had a blast. It was hard work, but when you are with people you love, the time just goes by. However, I do have to admit that I am glad I have been running. I never got tired. In high school, I was the one out of shape that would break down and need a break. But not this time.

After our days in SF my friends asked me if it would be ok with us if they came home with me. They had wanted to come anyway, just a week later. I didn't tell them of course right away, because I really wanted to ask DH, but he only laughed, having been amazed at their traveling itinerary anyway. And now they are here. My two worlds have collided. I love it. I love having them here. I love talking to them for hours just like we used to.

And yesterday, we went to the thrift store, cause we loved the thrift store, and without looking for myself, I found myself a little black dress. New. For $6. That I FIT INTO!   Happy Julia!


I hope you all have a great weekend! I have missed you guys and look forward to coming back to blogland soon!

Friday, September 20, 2013

Picture Friday ~ San Francisco Edition

I have forgotten to tell you guys something! I don't know how I could have forgotten, lol. But I am going to San Francisco this weekend. I am going to meet two of my best friends from growing up in Germany there for a long weekend!
This is what my weekend is going to look like!~








Its kind of weird to be going by myself. The last time I had to pack for only myself was before I had kids. I am looking forward to grown-up time. To being young again, lol. Have fun, and not worry about whether there is a potty close by for my children, or this or that.


DH is being very strong, has been encouraging me to go despite our tight finances, and has been my rock. I am not looking forward to not sleeping in his arms and I am already looking forward to coming back again. But in the meantime, I hope everyone is going to have a great weekend! 


Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Out of the mouths of babes...........

You know how we as spankos and parents often wonder and hope that hopefully the children didn't hear anything?


A few days ago:

We were sitting at the dinner table, when our oldest, under ten, told us about this weird sound she has heard a few times. "It sounds like clapping."
Her younger sister chiming in. " Yeah I have heard it too, its super weird and creepy."

I was smiling, we changed the topic and all was fine.

The next night at dinner, DH made a comment about clapping, and I seriously didn't get the reference, and kept thinking about it, until I blushed, remembered, and shook my head at him.
"I remember now what the clapping reference was to..." I told him, in front of our children.

"Yeah Dad, it sounds really weird. Its like you are giving Mama a spanking on her butt or something..."




Can I just say Holy SHIT! I was so mortified. Step son was sitting there too, but didn't say a single word. Which to me just means he knows too.


And now I feel like we have no privacy. We already try to wait until everybody is asleep, or not here, but that doesn't always work out. Seems wrong that we can't have our type of fun in our own house.

I mean, I think she could be old enough for me to have a little birds and bee talk with her, but this really wouldn't cover it. And I don't want to bring up the 'clapping' sound again either. Jeez!


And coincidentally, this is my 200 post!

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Should have been too early to count!

It all started with DH getting up at 2 am. Lately when he wakes up, he can't go back to sleep and therefore he gets up and does I have no idea what because it takes a lot to wake me.
DH was cranky this morning, no wonder, and we started getting into it. I mean, I hadn't even had coffee yet, and today is picture day for the children. I have pictures from previous years to prove that I may have forgotten Picture day in the past. But not today! I really wanted to make sure they would feel good about themselves for their pictures and therefore I kind of abandoned DH to his own devices.

But of course, first we managed to fight over nothing. Well it was something of course. But DH nipped it in the butt pretty quickly and asked me to not talk to him that way. I had a bit of 'what the fuck just happened?' feel about me, but went off and left him alone to do my job of taking care of the children.

We managed to put them on the bus and sat down for another moment.

"I don't want you getting too comfortable. So get up, grab the pillow and go into the closet to wait for me. We have something to discuss."

I was embarrassed. Hurt. I didn't want to. My eyes had the strongest urge to roll, but somehow I resisted. I grabbed my big body pillow and didn't stomp off like I wanted to.

"Lie down on it, pull down your pants and wait for me."

And I did. Holding my face in my hands, closing my eyes, still really mad that he gets to do this and I have to do as he says. (Pss. don't remind me that I brought up this lifestyle.....) I am lying there in the dark. I didn't want to turn on the light when I entered, and I was hiding my face.

He came in, pulled down my panties as well and started smacking my bottom very hard. Fuck the warm-up, I was in for it. He lectured about my tone, about his attitude, but otherwise he just spanked. After not that long, I had to cover my ears to be able to bear the pain. And while I was lying there it occurred to me that he was right. Darn man. He had stopped talking, giving the spanking his full attention.

When he finally slowed down, he started caressing my bottom, going higher, my shoulders, and just leaning on me. We stayed like that for a moment of very intimate nonverbal communication when I feel him shifting on top of me. He is straddling my upper thighs. I hear his belt buckle, the button, and the zipper. A breath escaped him as he freed his cock.
And he entered me. I was wet, hot, and ready.

Connection restored. Argument over nothing over. The only thing we need to work on now is aftercare. I felt a little abandoned as he got up, but otherwise, he is right. I should not speak to him like that and I am sorry.