So long, long weekend

My four-day long weekend is coming to a close. I start my day with a four-hour meeting that starts at 7 am.

I slept so well last night. I slept in till 10 am. I can't remember when I last did that.

Monday was great. I went out to do some shopping. I needed to get some low-carb bread. I also got a pair of double-walled glass mugs that were 45% off. I have wanted them for ages.

I am looking forward the weekend already!

Thoughts about dating and double-standards

I was wrong. The guy whom I've been chatting with online as of late resurfaced online. He said that he was out with friends.

I feel like there's such a double-standard already. He put the guilt trip by saying that I am busy with work. Meanwhile, he decided to not respond to anything for an entire day. It didn't exactly bug me that he didn't. We have lives. I just don't like the guilt trip that he did.

The other odd thing about this man and online dating is why does he insist on getting a photo of me. My profile pic is good enough. I don't do selfies. I find them superficial. Why insist? It's not my style and I should not be pressured to take a selfie just to appease someone who doesn't have a clear profile picture of himself to begin with.

I feel like I should stick to being single. Dating is far too complicated and annoying.

Belated birthday gifts for him and a sore butt for me

I finally gave my guy his birthday gifts last weekend. They consisted of the following items:

• A six-pack of socks
  He is getting into subtle patterns with his socks. He's conservative that way. So, half these pairs of socks have thin stripes. I got them in the States from one of his favourite stores.
• Storage with built-in lightning, USB, USB C, and micro USB ports
  The idea is to insert a micro SD card into this device. You can transfer your data by inserting the device into a USB port on your laptop. You can also transfer data to and from this device and your phone or tablet, depending on what cable you need.
• Bandless earmuffs
  The are called Earbags by a company called Sprigs. You flex them, scoop them over your ears, and then flex them back so they stay.
• Beverage tumbler
  It keeps hot drinks hot for eight hours and cold drinks cold for 24 hours. It fits nicely in your car cup holder and stores a ton of liquid goodness.
• Gooseneck clip for your phone
  You can clip this gadget to a desk or headboard. You then adjust the long gooseneck to the height that you need and look at your phone by attaching it to the other end.

My guy was so happy to get all these gifts.

"Where you do get these cools gifts? You're amazing," he said.
"You're sweet. Happy belated birthday," I wished him.

He kissed me. He was particularly excited about the bandless earmuffs. We both stood there and tried them out. I have a pair already.

"Wow, they stay put. These earmuffs are amazing!" he exclaimed with one on his left ear.
"I'm glad you love them. They also come with a pouch," I pointed out, with my trying out the right one.

Naturally, after being double-spanked, I felt the soreness.

"My butt is sore," I whined.
"You mean like this?" he said, and gave me a smack across my left buttock.

He's a sweet meanie. He rubbed my butt afterwards, which I love.

The double-whammy spanking

My guy and I were cuddling, and he managed to get a few swats across my left buttock.

"You know that I love your butt," he whispered. "I like your corduroy leggings."
"Thanks," I said. "That's not nice that you want to spank me."
"Well, you've been a bad girl," he said, first putting his hand in my left back pocket, followed by attempting to slide his hand down my panties.

I have noticed that when I stop him from sliding his hand down my panties to grope my butt, it makes him excited. He'll try some more and then he'll try the front. It's fun trying to stop him. It only works for a brief period.

"Assume the position," he told me, shuffling over and signalling my going of his lap.
"But, I am. I am a good girl sitting here," I replied.
"Nope, that's not right."

Eventually, I did. He pulled my panties and leggings down. I was that bad of a girl that it was a hard bare-bottomed spanking. I got excited.

He first started smacking each buttock. Being an optimizing guy, he decided to use both hands to smack my bare bottom, punctuating each syllable of nonsense that he was playfully saying. In other words, he was playing the bongos and substituted them for my butt.

"That hurts!" I exclaimed, which was true.
"Good," he said.

He pleasured me. My orgasm was intense and wonderful. I rested across his lap for a bit.

He pulled up my panties and leggings. He stroked my backside and then smacked in a few times.

"Hey, I thought that my spanking was over," I told him.
"It's not if you continue to rest across my lap," he advised.

Well, my spanking was done, but he pulled down my leggings and panties again to pleasure me. I felt so good.

He's a gentleman. He always puts me back together, and pulled up my panties and leggings again.

I got up from his lap and kissed him. It was a nice, passionate kiss. I caressed his head as we kissed.

I asked him what the name of that new type of spanking was. He has dubbed it the double-whammy spanking. My butt is still sore from it. It was a lot of fun.

J is for joke and jerk -- a double-paddling evening

My guy started the day off by taking his belt off a pair of pants that he had worn the day before. The belt fell, landing on the carpeted floor. I picked it up. He wrapped most of the belt around his hand and thought that it would be good to punish me with it.

I am a bit hesitant about getting the belt across my backside. Getting welts terrifies me. My guy said that we should try it and that he would take it easy on me. We'll see how that goes when I am ready.

After work, my guy picked me up at the hotel and we drove over to Costco. We ate at the food court, because he was getting hungry. He bought me a hot dog. It was a miracle! He told me that I have been good about not eating hot dogs so often, so he was okay buying me one. He got the Montreal smoked meat sandwich (it makes sense, now that we are in the city). I suggested that we also get fries with gravy. We both don't normally eat fries, but the ones at Costco are yummy.

My guy doesn't normally do gravy. He tried it and liked it. Perhaps one day, I will convince him to eat a hot dog. However, it is a victory for me to just have him buy one without telling me that eating one is bad for me.

We then walked around the store. We didn't get anything that stood out. Afterwards, we went to Winners and Best Buy before heading back to our hotel room.

I was looking for a case for my Bose speaker. I was telling him earlier that I had found it, but no one was willing to help me out at the Bose store. My guy said that the sales guy was a Bose-zo. It was my guy's attempt at telling a punny joke. He's cute that way.

My guy wanted to spank me before we both hit the sack. He was playing the stern disciplinarian, telling me to go get the leather paddle. I didn't want to. He threatened to use the belt on me. I got scared and suggested that he use the slippers that were in the room.

He did a test run on me. The sound that the slipper was making against my buttocks was nice, but it didn't hurt me. Instead, he went back to demanding that I fetch the leather paddle.

I reluctantly got it. He told me to give it to him. I played the girl who was too afraid to. Eventually, I did. He then gestured to go over his knee. I resisted at first, which he managed to swat me a couple of times before I was finally over his knee.

He spanked me hard with the leather paddle. He reinforced the fact that I am always a bad girl. I kicked up my feet when it hurt. He tapped my feet and calves, and continued slapping my butt. It hurt, but I loved it.

He then played with my crotch and, eventually, I came. It was nice. I then cuddled up to him and he held me.

We watched a bit of TV.

"I need to spank you again," he stated.
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"For not playing with my hard cock," he reasoned.
"But, you didn't tell me that you wanted me to do that," I whined.
"It's understood. Get over my knee,"
"No," I said defiantly.
"Don't make me pull you over my knee myself," he said sternly.

I got out of my cuddling position, kissed his forehead, and obediently when over his knee.

The second round of smacks with the leather paddle hurt a lot more. I loved it. He has never spanked me twice within an hour.

After my second paddling, I hugged him tightly for a bit. I then nuzzled his erect penis. I then reached in his pants to play with it before we both pulled down both his briefs and pants.

I gave my guy a handjob. He loves when I jerk him off. It showed.

We both had a good evening. I tucked him in and kissed him goodnight.