Friday, October 21, 2016

Cell phone provider change and a spanking to come

My guy called me later than usual this evening. It was great hearing from him.

Yesterday, I decided to change cell phone providers. I have been a customer with my current cell phone company for at least fifteen years. At my workplace, there is a corporate rate with another carrier.

I asked my current cell phone carrier whether it could give me some sort of deal. Nope. I'd have to pay $80 a month to subsidize a new phone. The plan is the same one that I am currently on for $60.

With my workplace plan, I get a new phone and my plan goes up to $72 a month. It's not bad considering that I get twice the data as my current plan. So, I have switched.

I told my guy about my new phone.
"You are my geeky gadget girl," he reinforced.
"I am your good geeky gadget girl," I teased.
"No, you are never good," he insisted.
"Yes, I am. Whenever your phone dies, I offer to charge it," I remarked.
"True, but you're being helpful. We need to state the truth that you are bad Cutiebootie and that you have another punishment coming your way."
It's exciting to get a new phone, a better cell phone plan, and a spanking to come.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Naming places of interest on a map with sexy body parts

My guy is the first to admit that he is directionally challenged. I started this conversation the other day.
"It amazes me how you have trouble finding your car in a parking lot. When it comes to finding and touching various parts of me, you have no difficulty. You don't need a map. Nothing," I remarked.
"That's true. I can find any part of you that I'd like to touch, even in the dark," my guy said proudly.
"I wonder why that is," I pondered.
"Maybe various neighbourhoods need to have sexy body part names, like misty valley or nipple hills. I would find my way just fine," he observed.
He would definitely be happy and would be GPS-free!

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Costco and real Coke

My guy loves shopping at Costco. He called me tonight while walking on a treadmill at the gym.
"The new Costco is fifteen minutes away from my place if I walk there," he explained. "It opens in early November."
"That's great. You might as well live there. You can set up your bed with a new mattress and call it home," I replied.
"Shopping makes me happy," he admitted.
"I know. You get high on saving money," I said factually.
He loves talking to me while working out. He shared the results of his blood test. He knows that I have plenty of supportive suggestions to offer, as I have been there.

He is on a mission to reduce his sugar. His medication that he is on for depression spikes his sugar levels. He is doing well and has lost some weight.

We had a discussion about Diet Coke recently. When we first started dating, he told me that he'd take me to a movie and buy me real Coke instead of a generic cola.
"You can tell when a guy is really into you when he buys you real Diet Coke," he hinted.
"That's true. You are into me in more than one way," I said.
We both chuckled. So true.

Monday, October 17, 2016

Watching funny shows late at night, sleeping in, and being accepting

When you have been with someone for a while, it's nice when you just know that person so well that you don't have to explain why you do what you do.

My guy called me on Saturday in the afternoon. We were both driving. I was driving over to a new burger joint just east of where I live, where it serves various game meat (I went with a bison burger). I knew that my guy was driving off to teach his course.
"I stayed up until 02:30 this morning," I told my guy. "I woke up at 10:30."
"Wow, that's late for you. Were you up watching a show?" he asked me.
"Yes, I was catching up on past episodes of Saturday Night Live," I replied.
"Nice. I was up watching old episodes of Marries with Children. I woke up at 11:00 am," he replied.
We are similar, although we are who we are. It's nice that we enjoy comedy shows, staying up late, and sleeping in on weekends.

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Costco and panties

My guy absolutely loves shopping at Costco. I tease him that he should live at his local store because he is there so often.

We had this conversation a while back:
"I bought a long-sleeved shirt at Costco today. I haven't bought any clothing there in years," I told him.
"That's good. I'm sure that you look great in it," he replied.
"I think so. I tried it on at the store, over my t-shirt. So, I saved myself a trip to return it if it didn't fit," I said.
"I do that all the time. I will buy a number of articles of clothing, try them on at home, and return what doesn't work for me," he confirmed.
"Too bad there aren't any fitting rooms. Instead, you'd simply see me trying on a bra over my clothes," I laughed.
"If you were trying panties on, I would love to see you trying each pair I give you and seeing your cute butt exposed. I would say, 'No, they don't work. Try these. Okay, let me see the first pair again...'," my guy explained, enjoying the visualization.
He can fantasize all he wants.

Friday, October 14, 2016

Fun soccer chat after intimate treehouse time

Our post-treehouse-time conversations are fun. It's probably because we are so relaxed and lethargic that we end up having jovial chats.

Last Saturday, we were parked in front of a soccer club office.
"We scored several goals tonight," my guy said with a smirk.
"Yes, we were goal-oriented and we scored often," I said.
"Penalties were given out," he continued.
"I got plenty of yellow and red cards. The red cards matched the colour of my butt after my spanking."
We were cuddling and laughing. It was sweet and memorable.

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Post-spanking analysis

My guy called me on Tuesday night. I was grabbing some dinner when he called me.
"Hey," he said. "I'm at the gym."
"Are you working your arms so that you can spank me harder?" I asked him.
"I wish. I was amazed at how many smacks you could take before you cracked. I spanked you hard in practically the same couple of areas," he remarked.
"It was a great spanking. I am still sore, but it is dying down."
We chatted for quite a bit as he worked out on the treadmill and then stretched.
"You are a cute girl with a cute butt," he told me.
"Thanks. I'm a cute good girl, right?" I teased.
"No, you're a cute girl, but not good. A cute bad girl... yes," he reasoned.
It's nice being with a sweet guy who enjoys spanking me.