Thinking about spanking my guy

I am in a reflective mood. It's not exactly a revelation. I just haven't had a chance to write a post while in such a mood for quite some time.

My last three spankings from my guy have been hard ones. Reflecting on these times makes me smile.

In all three cases, my backside was bare. I love when my pants and panties are pulled down for a spanking.

These days, my guy enjoys spanking me and I am grateful that he does! I can tell because he definitely gets into the spanker role. I like that he scolds me more these days while swatting my backside. The swats aren't as meticulous as they used to be. He changes up the pace and frequency of each swat, which I appreciate. I am sore for a couple of days, on average. It's a nice, constant reminder every time I sit down.

There are moments where I just want to spank my guy. I have been thinking more about spanking him these days. It's nice to think about it. I would like to act it out, though.

A couple of weeks ago, my guy was teasing me so much that I gave him a lovetap on his right buttock. He smiled. I know that he enjoys when I grope his backside. He has told me in the past that he wouldn't mind seeing whether he would like to be spanked, but we need a comfortable environment for him.

So, the next time we are on vacation together will likely be our experimental time. In the meantime, I am okay with continuing to dream about spanking him. And, if he hates being spanked, I have nothing to worry about. I am perfectly content that he loves to spank me.