Walking through the park and thinking of being spanked

The weather is gorgeous these days.

A month ago, I drove to Montreal and it felt like early spring. The following day, it snowed.

For the past couple of days, Toronto has bypassed spring and it feels like summer. It is so humid that my face is breaking out as if I were a teenager.

I really can't complain, though. I'd rather experience warm summer temperatures than snow.

My guy and I were talking about how great the weather has been. As Canadians, it seems to be the norm.

"It's a beautiful day," he commented. "I'm with a beautiful woman to enjoy the weather."
"You're sweet," I replied, holding his hand as we walked through a park.

My guy noticed the park bench.

"It would be great if I could put you across my knee sitting on that bench and spanking you."
"Would you spank my bare bottom with both the sun and your hand beating down on me?" I asked him.
"Of course."

I held his hand tighter. He then side-hugged me and discretely groped my right buttock as we continued to walk.