Spank me every day

It's nice when my guy and I chat over Skype when we are apart. We had this conversation yesterday.

"Have you been a bad girl?" he asked me.
"I don't know. I think that I've been good. I haven't been spanked for a while," I noted.
"It has been a while since I've spanked you. That's why you don't know," he said.
"It's all your fault," I stated.
"I don't think so. If I were with you, I'd spank that cute butt of yours every day," he admitted.
"Can you write that in a Hallmark card and send it to me? I love it," I replied, which made him chuckle.
"It's romantic, huh?" he said rhetorically.

We miss each other. He's sweet.

Lunch chat

My guy and I chatted for an hour. It was evening for him and it was around the lunch hour for me.

He told me that he misses me. I know that he does when he tells me first. I am often the one who says it first. Naturally, it's mutual.

"Are you interviewing today?" he asked me, as it was the case on Monday.
"I'm working with the students today. Our IT helpdesk is useless!" I exclaimed.
"That doesn't surprise me. So, you're being the helpdesk. You're more like the help bombshell," he replied.
"You're sweet, as usual. That would make a good Hallmark card greeting," I noted.

We both laughed. Some of the things that we say to each other should not be in a greeting card!

Sharing my wooden ruler story and being cute

On Friday, I told my guy about what had happened a week ago in my car. It pertains to my boss finding the wooden ruler that my guy uses to spank me.

As expected, he laughed. What were the odds of my boss saying "corporal punishment" when he saw the wooden ruler in the seat pocket in front of him?

My guy and I hadn't seen each other for a bit until we went out for lunch on Friday. He looked across from the table after we had finished eatin.

"How come you get cuter and cuter?" he asked me.
"You're sweet. Are you sure?" I asked him.
"I call it as I see it. My hard cock is also a good indicator."

I swear that he should write greetings for Hallmark cards.

You're mine... all mine!

My guy returned home safely. He had a long travel day. He forgot that today is Canada Day and that he gets this national holiday off.

The other day, we were on Skype chatting about not wanting to go to work.

"Maybe I can get arrested and spend time in jail. That way, I wouldn't have to go to work," I said in a weird bold statement.
"Sure, you could. But, you'd get raped and I don't want that," my guy said factually.
"That's true. It isn't the best scenario," I said, agreeing with him.
"Besides, I want to kiss and fondle you. I want you all to myself. You're mine... all mine!"

He's incredibly boyish, sweet, and sexy when he says things like that. It's a nice Hallmark greeting card just waiting to be produced. I love being his.