October panties in November

Hello! I hope that you are well.

To those celebrating Thanksgiving across the border, I hope that it was enjoyable and memorable.

Canadians celebrated in October. I managed to make a Thanksgiving meal (a past post) for my parents and me between two trips. I was pleased because we didn't have a lot of leftovers left over.

I had meant to post my October panties that I got in the mail. Things got a bit busy. I ended up flying stateside twice. 

I am not travelling for a bit, so I can attempt catch up with my posts here.

Here's are the lacy panties that I got.

 The front: 

 

The back:

The colour scheme screams Halloween. They are comfy and nice.

April panties

On Saturday, I got new panties in the mail. I love my subscription!

Here's the front:

The fabric is comfortable. I like the lace. It doesn't feel itchy wearing them.

The back looks like the following:

I'm not sure why there are so many pieces to it. Perhaps getting a larger piece of fabric is more expensive than stitching two smaller pieces together to form most of the back? Who knows.

I do like it. It's functional with a bit of lace. I'm happy!

New panties

My new panties came in the mail. It looks and feels festive.

Here's the front:

The back has this look:

I'm looking forward to wearing them. They feel so soft for lace.

Panties subscription has arrived!

I have so much to write about, but it'll need to wait a bit. My panties subscription has arrived!

I got these pretty pastel green panties with lace. They feel so smooth and buttery. It'll look much better when all the wrinkles are out, though!

 

 

And the back of the panties:

 

I also got a sleepwear set. I tend to wear the short-sleeved ones with shorts. This set fits so nicely.

Here's the top. I like the little pocket:

 

I took a photo of the shorts folded. They are super wrinkled, so I'll need to do another set of photos once I've washed them. They don't have pockets, but I'm glad that the top does!

I am so happy with this subscription!

Still reorganizing, and discovering my love for lacy panties and bras

I am still in reorganizational mode at home. Later on today, I am picking up a few storage cube organizers. I am enjoying the process of getting rid of items that I don't need or use, while reorganizing what I want to keep.

A couple of hours ago, I found some pretty lacy bras. I had completely forgotten that I had purchased them. At this rate, I won't need to buy bras for a few years.

Some women like a matching set of bras and panties. I have never been that way. As long as they look pretty and I feel good in them, they make me happy.

In the past, guys have enjoyed my wearing black bras and panties. The colour matches my hair. I feel sexy in them.

I haven't wore a black bra for a while. I should. I do wear black panties far more often. I love lacy panties. They are surprisingly comfortable.

Sweets, kisses, hugs, and a paddle

On Saturday, my guy's flight was expected to land at around 07:30. I had anticipated that he would get to the hotel by 09:00.

I woke up at around 07:45. It was the perfect time to get myself ready. The anticipation of seeing him was building.

My guy knocked on the door at 08:40. He was early. Yay!

I looked through the door's peephole. He was standing outside, with a nice smile on his face. I opened the door.

He looked good. We stood there admiring each other for a few seconds.

"Delivery!" he exclaimed, holding a white box that looked like pizza.
"Hey, I know you," I said.

He walked in. He let me know that the box contained sweets, as promised. He set the box down.

We embraced. I hugged him tightly and told him that I missed him. He whispered that he missed me, too.

I caressed his cleanly shaved head. We kissed. He held my hand and led me to the sofa.

We kissed some more. And hugged some more, too.

I was wearing a cold shoulder shirt with a short skirt. He adjusted my shirt and found my black bra strap. He was aroused. He touched my bare thigh and proceeded to find my crotch.

He played with me for a bit before his fingers went under my black panties. He fingered me. I was wet and equally as aroused as he. He made my reach orgasm hard. It was good.

We cuddled for a bit and then talked. He lightly swatted my right buttock.

"I need to punish you. Where is your punishment tool?" he asked me.
"What punishment tool? I'm your good girl," I replied.
"No, you're my bad girl. I need to punish you. Go find your spanking implement," he insisted.

It's always exciting when I am about to get a hard spanking.

Meaningful hugs with my directionally challenged guy

My guy's plane was scheduled to arrive at 07:30 on Thursday. The plane had touched down ten minutes early. However, he had to wait longer for his luggage.

I could have slept in more, but got up just before 07:00. My outfit consisted of a short pair of blue shorts with a floral pattern and a purple v-neck sweater. A matching pair of lacy black bra and panties were underneath.

My guy eventually arrived at my hotel room at 08:35. I opened the door and we embraced lovingly. It was the I-have-missed-you-so-much type of hug. The door wasn't even closed yet!

We finally moved a couple of steps into the room and closed the door. We hugged some more, with a few tender kisses squeezed in. I got to caress his uniform head, which I find sexy.

"Can I freshen up?" he asked.
"Sure," I said, taking his coat.

My guy opened my closet. I pointed to the washroom.

"Directionally challenged still... some things never change," I remarked.
"Yep, I'm still me," he said, smiling, and headed in the right direction.

It was great to have him back.

GirlyGoGarter and horniness

I was looking at my Instagram feed and noticed that someone had posted a photo of what looked like a garter around her thigh. I'm glad that I stopped and took some time to investigate what I was looking at.

I was indeed looking at a lacy black garter. It's called GirlyGoGarter. It is essentially a garter with pockets. Instead of carrying a small purse, you can put your money, cell phone, keys, lip gloss,... whatever you can think of, in this garter. The only catch is that it holds up to three pounds of goods.

It's brilliant! I actually want to order it in purple. It didn't surprise my guy.

"I am thinking about getting it in purple," I hinted.
"Sounds good. If it works well, I'd love to see you with the black one on. I'd buy it for you," he admitted.
"Are you getting turned on?" I asked him.
"I am. You'd look good in a garter. It could hold our condoms and lube, too," he noted.

He's practical and horny. It's a nice combination.

A good girl gets a hard spanking

My guy and I met on Sunday at 16:30 in our usual spot just outside where my guy works. It was the last session that he taught for this course.

He is the first to admit that he is always late. I know that, too. He's not exceptionally late, but it's funny how sleeping and shopping at Costco take precedence before showing up for work. I laughed. He's sweet that way.

"I need to spank you for teasing and laughing at me," he said to me over the phone.
"No. You like when I do," I said.
"Yes, that's true," he admitted.
"You don't need an excuse to spank me. You just do," I replied.

Sure enough, he parked next to my car about ten minutes later. We both got out of our respective cars. He popped his car's trunk and fetched all the almond beverage that he bought for me at our favourite liquidation store. I love how thoughtful he is. I moved them over to my car's trunk before we climbed into his treehouse.

My guy always has cold hands. I am the complete reverse. So, I warmed up his hands. We then cuddled for a bit. He said that he loves me. The feeling is mutual.

He loves kissing my neck and shoulder. I was wearing a pink scoopneck sweater. The back scoopneck dips lower than the front. He loved looking at my lacy black bra under it. He caressed my right breast by popping it out of my bra, which was nice.

We kissed. He has such sweet lips. It's heavenly when our lips meet.

"Are you horny?" he whispered in my left ear.
"Very," I admitted.

He unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. He let me know that the temperature was cool earlier in the day and didn't want me to freeze in a short skirt. He liked my black, lacy panties and decided to finger me from behind. It felt good. It put my horniness into overdrive. I came and rested my head on his chest.

"I must be a good girl because you pleasured me," I said, smiling.
"No, you're still going to be spanked," he said firmly.
"I'm a good girl. Just say it," I said.
"You are a good girl," he said, which made me look at him.
"Hey, I'm a good girl!" I replied.
"You are anything you want. You're special," he said sweetly.

We kissed some more. Eventually, I was led over his lap. He loved the black lacy panties that I was sporting. He pulled them down, which got me even more excited.

He spanked me with his hand. Each smack felt harder than the previous one. I loved each smack that he delivered. I whined that it hurt, which made me spank me even more. It was great.

Eventually, he fingered me and wanted me to beg him to make me orgasm. It was so hot. I did. It was intense and great. I rested over his lap for a bit.

My guy pulled up my panties. He liked how pink my buttocks were underneath my lacy panties. He caressed my backside before he pulled my jeans up, being the gentleman that he is.

We cuddled. I thanked him for making me feel special and good. He kissed me several times on my forehead and he continued to hold me.

Spanking on the bed with his hand and a ruler

I stood by the edge of the king-sized bed. My guy pressed up against my backside. I could feel how hard his erect penis was against by butt.

He told me to bend over the bed. I did, with my guy gently helping me.

I was wearing a pink sweater with a plunging back. He liked how he could pull down the sweater to reveal my black bra straps and shoulders.

I was also wearing a navy blue skirt with white stripes that went vertically down it. He lifted up my skirt. I was wearing black lacy panties.

"Wow!" he said, looking at them. "You have such a cute butt for a bad girl."

He started off spanking me with his hand. My black panties didn't cover my entire backside. I whined as he spanked.

He paused to go fetch my acrylic purple ruler. He continued spanking me with it.

I protested by saying that I was a good girl. He didn't think so and spanked me harder.

He paused again. He decided to pull my panties down. I love when he does that. It makes me feel that I have been such a bad girl that my punishment needed to be severe.

My guy spanked me across my bare bottom with ruler. Each smack landed harder. He remarked that my butt was getting red.

He toyed with me by checking out how wet I was. He fingered me. I wanted to reach orgasm, but he wouldn't let me. Instead, he would spank me more and then repeat. Eventually, he fingered me until I came. It felt so good.

He pressed up against me and told me that he loved me. He gently kissed me.

There is much more to come in my next post.

Fifty Shades Darker - official second trailer

A longer official trailer was released yesterday for Fifty Shades Darker. I cannot wait!

The restaurant scene in the trailer of Anastasia removing her panties discreetly and then Christian playing with her in the elevator is arousing to me. I also like the playing pool scene. It's the part where Christian and Ana wager on what happens to the loser. Naturally, no one really loses. Ana is bent over the pool table for a spanking, followed by having sex on the pool table.

You see Christian changing as a person. He is more open to being touched on the chest and face, as he is getting over the physical abuse that he experiences as a young boy. He's trying to be more romantic and win Ana's heart, so my guy should like this movie more and whine less.

And, of course, I'm interested to see the shower scene. My guy and I can identify with many of these scenarios!

I wish that February were already here.

Hugging, kissing, and groping

I initially woke up at 07:00 in a panic, thinking that I was 20 minutes late for work. It then dawned on me that it was a Saturday, so I went back to bed.

Perhaps I woke up at that hour because my guy's plane had safely arrived at the airport at that time, too. Even though he knows that I generally am an early riser, he also knows that I enjoy sleeping in on the weekend. He didn't call me straight away.

He did call me just after 13:00. I had missed him by five minutes, as I was at Shoppers Drug Mart picking up a few items. I returned his call. We were both on the road. He told me that he'd call back again once I was checked in to the hotel. The check-in time was at 16:00. He had a course to teach till 18:30.

I had a good day shopping and taking my time driving westbound. Eventually, after stopping by an Italian bakery for some custard tarts, I checked in to the hotel. My room is comfortable, complete with a kitchenette.

My guy called me at around 18:40. I told him my room number and directions getting to my room. It was nice to hear his voice again.

I wore my black lacy bra and panties. I also had a blue top to match my short blue skirt.

Ten minutes later, he was knocking at my door.

"Are you the UPS guy?" I asked him.
"Maybe," he replied, with a sweet smile.
"You have come with a package," I said.

He came in with his bag of goodies from his travels. We didn't say anything. We kissed. He groped my butt -- both buttocks. I hugged him tightly.

"Yum, peanuts," I remarked, tasting his sweet lips.
"Yes, I had a Snickers bar," he replied.
"I have food here," I stated factually.
"I know."

Getting reacquainted in a comfortable hotel room is nice. More about how I ended up with a sore bottom is coming up in a future post.

Quality time after work - part 2

As nice as it was resting in my guy's arms after he had made me reach orgasm, I wanted to be spanked.

"Come across my lap," my guy stated in my ear.
"But, I want to sleep," I said.
"You can sleep after I have spanked you," he replied, as I went over his knee.
"Will this spanking hurt?" I asked him playfully.
"Of course, it will," he stated factually.

The punishment began. He had lifted my skirt and my black lacy panties were already down my ankles. He spanked each buttock hard with his bare hand. He said that I was a bad girl who has escaped a sound spanking for a while.

"But, I'm a good girl," I protested, as he continued giving each buttock a number of hard smacks.
"You are never a good girl. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to punish you at all."

My backside was starting to smart. I covered as much as my butt as I could with my left hand.

"Move your beautiful hand," he said.
"It hurts, though," I whined.

My guy removed my hand and spanked me some more. He tested to see how wet I was. I was extremely lubricated. He fingered me as I came. I then rested over his lap for a bit.

Eventually, I managed to lift myself off his lap and sit next to him. He cuddled and kissed me. I held him tight.

My right hand then grazed my guy's member, which was hard in his pants. I continued to stroke it for a bit, before I decided to unzip his pants. He helped unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants.

I rubbed my cheek against his hard cock. I then wrapped my teeth around it and gently started biting his erect penis. He loved how that felt. He couldn't stand it anymore. His underwear and pants came off. I then started giving him a handjob.

It was a different handjob today. My right hand was doing the usual work. My left hand was playing with his balls. My left hand's middle finger was playing with my guy's butthole. He liked that my pretty finger was fingering him as I jerked him off.

He came all over my hand. He was so lethargic afterwards that he started to sing. It was sweet.

We cleaned up. We cuddled some more. It was a perfect day.

Beetle, lacy panties, and a nice bottom

I rented a Beetle over a year ago when I was in Denver, CO. It was a fun car to drive. The door was a bit heavy to open, simply because I am a sedan girl. Still, I loved driving around in it.

Well, I have yet to see this version of the Beetle in my neighbhourhood. The spanker would need quite the spanking implement on that cute backside.

I found this image on Twitter somewhere. I don't know who to credit, but the image caught my attention, simply because I like lacy panties and this Beetle has a nice backside!

Clothing requests for a spanking good time

My guy and I have been communicating a lot as of late, despite being thousands of kilometres away from each other. It's nice. Just when you think that you can't grow any closer with someone you love, you actually do. It's refreshing.

Even when my guy is deprived of sleep and is tired, he still manages to express that he misses me.

"I can't wait to see you on Saturday and be close to your lips to kiss them," he said to me.
"That's sweet," I replied.
"I miss your breath a couple of inches away from me," he said sweetly.
"I can't wait to see you. It has been a long time," I remarked.
"It has. Can you wear a skirt that isn't made of thick material?" he asked me.
"Of course," I replied. "It's the middle of summer, so I won't be wearing wool or anything."
"I like when you wear summer skirts. I like resting my hand over your skirted thigh," he admitted.
"I like when you do, too. Eventually, your hand makes it under my skirt."
"I know. I love when you wear those black lacy panties. I can't wait to bend you over, spank you, and see shades of pink under those panties."

He certainly knows how to make this girl smile. I wish that Saturday were here already.

Tugging on lacy panties while in spanking stance

I saw this photo on Twitter a while back, while I was on vacation. I wish I remembered where I found it, so I could provide proper credit for the photo. I do like it.

I like lacy panties, such as the ones displayed. They make me feel feminine. They are comfortable. My guy likes them, too. I'd imagine that this photo is the view that my guy has when he lowers them before spanking me.

The only difference is the assumed position. I tend to be higher up on the bed, where my torso is actually all on the bed. I am also not wearing patterned high heels!

I don't own a pair of reddish lacy panties. Perhaps it's because I know that my backside will end up in that colour. They look nice in this photo. I should reconsider.

Panties just for a spanking

One of the books that I have been reading lately has recommended that spankees own spanking panties. The author insists that women who are spankees should have a number of panties specifically for when they get spanked.

In my case, I do have panties that I like wearing for spankings. My panties have some sort of lace on them or are entirely made of lace. I like them to be sexy and somewhat cover most of my backside. I have never been a huge fan of thongs. Wearing them defeats the purpose of having my guy pull them down, because he doesn't need to do that if my buttocks are fully exposed.

Of course, there are days when he will give me an impromptu spanking, so he will spank me with whatever panties I am wearing.

Most of the time, my panties come down. Some practical folks would think that whatever panties you are wearing doesn't really matter. Really, why bother wearing special panties anyway?

For me, it's a part of the spanking ritual. It's fun. I also like bringing some eye candy for my guy. He enjoys seeing what panties I am wearing. It's a part of the undressing ritual that we both like.

I do not have panties with some sort of message written across the backside, though. I haven't found anything that I like. I would like one that tells him to spank me here or one with a bullseye. I just haven't found a pair that I like just yet.

S is for skirts and spankings

My guy loves when I wear a skirt. I don't wear one often. However, when I feel like being a girlie girl and when the weather gets warmer, I tend to wear one.

"It's getting warm outside," my guy said to me the other day. "I love your bare legs."
"I know. I get to wear skirts more often," I said, agreeing with him.
"I can't wait when you do, so I can put you over my knee, lift up your skirt, pull down your lacy panties, and spank you hard like the bad girl that you are."

I'd love that. We need to move to a tropical climate, so I can get spanked daily and often.

F is for Fifty Shades of Grey

After nearly two months since Fifty Shades of Grey was released, I went to see it at the local movie theatre in Montreal, roughly two blocks away from my hotel.Yes, it took me this long.

I went for a matinee. I had checked out of my hotel at 12:45 pm and went over there. I was running a bit late and didn't get any popcorn or snacks. I'm glad that I didn't.

I haven't read the trilogy. Reviews have indicated that the writing is poor, among other anomalies.

As for me, I liked the movie. It made me happy.

I liked how Christian Grey says that he would make Anastasia's backside sore for a week. I am probably paraphrasing, so I'll need to revisit the exact quotation someday. I also enjoyed how he put her over his knee, hiked up her skirt, pulled down her lacy panties, and spanked her with his hand for rolling her eyes at him. It is reminiscent of my guy and me on many levels.

Although I knew that the ending was rather abrupt, I felt that it was fitting. Grey is an abrupt kind of guy, as demonstrated throughout the movie.

I also liked when he carried her over his shoulder and gave her a smack on her butt. Nice!

Luckily, I did not masturbate in the dark. The spanking parts did arouse me. Being tied up with a tie is something that I have enjoyed in the past. My guy doesn't wear a tie, but I could buy one for him for this occasion.

This weekend, I actually brought some rope. It'll be fun. I am finally with my guy at long last.

Intimate time in a conference room

Last Monday, I moved a number of personal items from my desk into some canvas bags and placed them in my car. We're moving offices by the end of this month, so I decided to get a head start while my guy was working on Civic Holiday.

As agreed, I met him in a conference room on the seventh floor just after 16:30. The floor was completely deserted, as expected. I had brought my short grey skirt. I decided to change out of my three-quarter-length jeans and into my skirt in this room.

I waited. I was in front of my laptop, surfing. Moments later, my guy came into the conference room and closed the door.

"Hey, you made it," I said. "Where's your laptop bag?"
"I left it in the training room," he responded. "I couldn't wait to see you."

My guy wrapped his arms around me from behind and groped my breasts. I love when he does that. He kissed the right side of my neck. It was both affectionate and passionate.

I swivelled my chair around to see him. He bend down to kiss me. The kisses were long and loving. He has the softest lips. They are wonderful to kiss. I felt like melting while gently holding his face in the palms of my hands.

My guy sat down in another office chair. We embraced for a good five minutes. It felt good. He gives the best hugs and I love being in them.

He wanted to feel my bare legs, so my right one rested across his lap. My thighs eventually parted while my guy was feeling me up, ultimately rubbing against the crotch of my lacy black panties. He caressed my right hip, noting how smooth my skin was. He had enough room to grope my right buttock, which made me instantly wet.

Moments later, I reached orgasm and came. I rested in my chair and hugged him. He was standing next to me. I reached over and put my hand on his crotch. His member was hard in his pants.

He let his hard cock out of his pants by unzipping just his pants and taking it out from his briefs. I started giving him a handjob while groping his right butt cheek, which turns me on as much as it does him.

"Can you kiss and suck me?" he asked.
"Are you sure?" I asked him, as there is a reason why I needed to make sure that he wanted it.
"Yes," he insisted.

I kissed his erect penis from the shaft all the way to its tip. I then licked the tip for a bit before I started sucking him. I could tell that he was enjoying it.

Then, the unexpected happened. His cell phone rang. It was one of his guests from his seminar. He felt obligated to answer the phone. It was funny, but the guy on the other end was asking about the other restaurant that we had recommended at lunch. I could tell that my guy wanted to get rid of that guy on the phone.

"I thought that it was something urgent," he explained, after he had hung up the phone.
"He wanted the name of the Afghani restaurant that we love?" I asked him.
"Yes. I had to quickly end the call. He was interrupting a perfectly good blowjob!"

I continued on. He was enjoying every moment of it. Normally, my guy is either lying down or reclining when I give him a blowjob. His standing up was a first.

I could tell that he was about to ejaculate. I pulled his fully erect penis out of my mouth and jerked him off. He came all over my chest and his juices oozed down the right cup of my black bra. We were both happy and dopey. We both sat down. His cock was still jutting out of his pants. I was there with cum all over me.

We went to wipe ourselves off. We talked for a bit, which my guy marvelled over the fact that I could remember when he had bought his car and his first business trip in it to Montreal.

When we decided to call it a day, he sweetly kissed me on his forehead. We both went to freshen up before we headed to our cars. My guy showed me his Magic Mount Window for his cell phone. I asked him if he could get me one. He agreed.

We both kissed. I caressed his head, which we both love. We then blew each other kisses as he drove off and I headed back to my car.

Being at the office on a holiday isn't bad at all.