Playful smack

On Wednesday, I was talking to my friends, who are also business owners. They are husband and wife.

They are a wonderful couple and I'm so happy that we have forged a beautiful friendship. It was my first time seeing the husband smack the backside of his wife in a playful manner.

Man, the sound of that smack echoed throughout the room. It made me happy to see such affection. It was also arousing.

I haven't talked about spanking for a long time, mainly because I haven't been all that interested since I broke up with the ex. It's a weird side effect of a breakup. The interest is there. It's simply dormant.

Affectionate chomping and nibbling

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Back from vacation with memories of playful spankings and cuddles

Both my guy and I are back home. We had a wonderful time together. I am frankly sad that my vacation is over.

It was nice seeing him after work for just over a week. We went out for dinner. We also ordered in when he was exhausted.

Our hotel felt like our home away from home. We watched movies and made popcorn. I helped him wake up. We hugged and kissed just before he went to work. We did the same when we came back to our hotel room.

Moments after I entered our hotel room for the first time, we sat down on the couch and cuddled. I liked when he playfully spanked and tickled me. He felt my left bicep and we had this conversation.

"You are a strong woman," he said, squeezing my bicep.
"Thanks, sweetie. You're strong, too," I replied.
"Your arms are so strong," he said, marvelling my biceps as he held me.

I like when we are playful and loving. I enjoy when he playfully spanks me, which is a precursor to future spankings.

Playfully looking for car keys

After lunch, my guy and I drove in our separate cars from the restaurant to the parking lot at work. Despite his overshooting the street where we were supposed to turn and then making a u-turn, I was in front of two indecisive drivers who were too afraid to turn left. Ugh!

Anyway, I parked next to his car and he placed his two pieces of luggage in my car.

"I keep feel like I forgot something," he said to me.
"Do you have your passport?" I asked.
"Yes," he said.
"You can give me your car keys. I will make sure that your car is fine," I hinted.
"Um, no," he said.

It's fun teasing him. I went to dig for his keys in his pocket, but he prevented me from getting them. I always enjoy when we are being playful.

Farewell to an intern and hello to a pillow fight

Today was my intern's last day. It was nice that she loved the card that I had picked out for our entire team to sign. She also liked the gift that I had purchased on behalf of our team.

She isn't the sentimental, emotional type. She did manage to say that she was glad that I was her team lead and that I can vent to her at any time. All of her comments made my day and speak volumes about how much she enjoyed being with us.

I just realized that I am in training mode, either giving or receiving it, for at least a month. It's cool that both my guy and I are in this mode for a bit.

The other day, my guy teased me. It's fun being on a couch. I got a couch pillow and had a mini pillow fight with him. I like that we are both so playful. Pillow fights are fun.

Punished with a leather paddle, followed by cuddles

My guy and I moved from the sofa in our hotel room to the side of the bed. My guy was unbuckling his belt and taking off his jeans. I sat on the edge of the bed next him, groping his right buttock.

"I think that you should be punished for being bad, not me," I insisted, enjoying groping him.
"Nope, you're my bad girl. Bend over the bed," he said.
"I don't want to," I said, reluctantly.

As I bent over, he gave me a playful smack on my left buttock.

I had a short skirt on. He lifted it up, which exposed my black panties. The black leather paddle matched up nicely with them.

He started smacking my left buttock a few times before he moved over to my right. The smacks started to sting after the first twenty.

"You're mean to my bottom," I said. "It hurts."
"Good," he replied. "Did you bring the wooden paddle?"
"No," I said.
"That's a reason to spank you harder," he insisted, doing just that.
"That hurts a lot!" I exclaimed.
"Where did you leave the wooden paddle?" he asked, continuing the paddling.
"I left it in my car," I said. "I can't be expected to bring everything because you're lazy."
"What, I'm going to go fetch it?" he asked.
"Yes," I challenged.

He pulled down my panties. I became completely aroused. I love when he does it. I know that I have been his bad girl.

The smacks were hard. He paused to run his hand from the back of my ankle to my thigh, and then went in the oppose direction down my right leg. He loves my bare legs.

He continued to paddle me across my bare butt.

"I love how red your butt is," he said, admiring the view.

He teased me by fingering my wet pussy, which made me want to orgasm. He then gave me a few smacks and did it again. He's my Mr. Meanie.

Eventually, he fingered me and made me reach orgasm hard. It was amazing.

He went to wash up. I pulled myself onto the king bed and rested there.

He came over and chuckled. He joined me in bed and cuddled.

"My butt is sore," I said.
"Good," he said.

He kissed me on my forehead as we continued to cuddle. I love a good start to the weekend.

If jokes are neither clever, nor funny, I get spanked

One of many things that my guy and I have in common is a sense of humour. My guy is better at puns than I am, although he would say that I'm too hard on myself.

He cracked a bad pun the other day. It's not unusual.

"That pun was clever, but horrible," I pointed out, laughing.
"I'm glad that you laughed. Normally, I need to tickle you," he noted.

Sometime, he playfully makes me admit that his jokes or puns are clever and funny. If I don't, he'll playfully tickle or spank me. It's fun for both of us.

Cuddling, reminiscing, and reaching orgasm again

My guy and I were lounging and cuddling in bed the other day. He became reflective. I am the one who tends to go that route first. It was nice that he kicked it off.

"Remember when I used to visit your desk at the old office?" he asked me.
"I do. You'd come over to my cubicle, and put your hand down my pants and panties," I noted with a smile.
"Yes. I loved it," he reminisced.
"Me, too. I also liked when I caressed your calf and it turned you on," I replied.
"That was amazing. I have always loved your touch," he pointed out.

My guy made me reach orgasm a number of times on Saturday morning. At one point, I had my knees bend. We were both lying on our backs.

"How come you are squeezing my hand so tightly between your knees?" he asked me.
"Because you are going to be fingering me and I'd like a break," I noted.
"You mean like this?" he asked rhetorically.

It's fun when we playfully wrestle. He always wins. He ended up fingering both my pussy and butt. I ended up holding his head and kissing it as I came hard.

Teasing my guy in anticipation for a spanking

My guy works from home when he is not on the road. One benefit is that he can sleep in. He admitted to me that he gets up at noon these days.

"I'm a night owl," he told me.
"I know. I'm a night owl, too. The difference is that I can get up without hitting the snooze button so often that I need to replace the glass on my phone," I hinted.
"I can't wait to get you over my lap and spank you for that remark," he threatened.
"Me, neither," I replied.

It's enjoyable teasing him and getting myself in playful trouble.

Being playful before, during, and after a spanking

The other day, my guy wanted to spank me. We were sitting in the treehouse. He moved closer to me and wanted to touch my butt.

"Oh, no," I said, playing the role of a girl who is avoiding a spanking.
"It's time," he said.
"I am going to remain seated where my butt is safe and secure," I said, which made him smile.

He tried pulling down my leggings from the front, but I wouldn't let him. He then tried again from behind. We both get excited with this sort of playfulness.

Eventually, I went over his knee and my punishment began. Pleasure followed soon afterwards for both of us.

I am so glad that we both like role-playing.

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.

Being playful and seizing his car keys

It helps that my guy and I are playful. I like constantly teasing him about his car and the fact that he won't let anyone drive it, including me.

Before we had quality time on Saturday, we were cuddling. I was hugging him and reached into his right coat pocket.

"What are you doing?" he asked me.
"Looking for your car keys. They are in this pocket, right?" I asked him.
"Yes," he said reluctantly.

I playfully went into his pocket. He stopped me.

"If you take my keys, I will tickle you," he threatened.
"That's not nice," I said, temporarily stopping my quest.
"Good," he said.

He started to tickle me.

"Hey, I am not even near your keys," I said, holding both of his wrists as if my hands were handcuffs.

He smiled at me. He knows that I am ticklish. I know that I can take his keys when he is lethargic.

Well, I did manage to snatch his keys. It was fun using his remote to pop his trunk open and lock his car. Success!

Playful chat on being a good girl

Texting on Skype is a lot of fun with my guy (MG).

Me: I'm being good
MG: Oh, no. Don't start with this again.
Me: I'm a goodie girl
MG: I had an indisputable confession from you
Me: In a goodie wo-o-rld
MG: No, no, no
Me: No, that doesn't count
MG: Of course, it does
Me: Nooo
MG: Yessss
Me: Noooo * infinity
Me: I win. Yay!
MG: Yessss infinity and beyond
MG: I win yay!
Me: Yes, Buzz
Me: Noooo
Me: Me win first!
MG: We'll see
Me: Okay, says this good girl
MG: Bad, very bad
Me: Nooooo. Good girl forever!
MG: Nope
Me: Oh, well. Just need to continue convincing you
MG: Won't work

It's fun acting like little kids. Playfulness is always encouraged, especially when we are kilometres apart.

Making out on a loveseat and assuming the position

My guy came over to my hotel room to spend some quality time with me over a week ago. We sat on the couch, cuddled, and then made out.

He is an observant guy. He loved the peach nail polish that I had on. He admired my skirt that I was wearing. He also loved running his hand up and down my legs.

My guy loves my tummy. I am ticklish, so he gingerly placed his hand on it. It's a big step for me. He's great being so understanding.

He loves feeling my legs so much that he moved my right leg over his lap, which then rubbed up against his crotch. He then found my left breast, took it out of my bra, and sucked on my hard nipple. It felt so wonderful.

He made me orgasm twice. I loved it. I cuddled up afterwards and we talked.

"You know that you're a bad girl," he said to me in a loving way.
"No, that can't be true. You pleasured me. I must be good," I reasoned.
"You're still a bad girl in my eyes. Only I know how bad you are. You need to assume the position on the bed," he insisted.
"No, I don't want to," I whined playfully,
"Assume the position. After I am done with washing my hands, I expect you to be on the bed."

It's fun being with him. Always.

G is for good girl

I got a spanking practically every day while on vacation with my guy. I love when we are both playful while I receive one.

I was cuddling up next to my guy one evening. He started to lightly pat my backside. The intensity of each smack slowly grew until my right buttock felt a fairly sharp smack.

"You can't spank me hard. I'm a good girl," I explained.
"No, you're not. I can never call you a good girl," he noted, as he continued spanking me harder.
"Yes, I am. I am a good girl. My butt is still sore," I said.
"You can't be a good girl if you butt is achy," he explained, without missing a beat with the ongoing smacks.
"You're the only one who says that I am bad," I playfully whined.
"Of course. I know you the best as being a bad girl," he reasoned.

I crawled across his lap, with my upper body over the side of the bed. My spanking became harder as we continued to playfully chat. He pulled down my panties and pyjama bottoms, exposing my bare backside.

"You're hurting my bottom," I whined.
"Good," he remarked.
"That's not nice!" I exclaimed.
"The more that you whine, the harder and longer your spanking will be," he explained, as he continued with his hand spanking.
"But, I like to whine about how sore my butt is," I said.
"Well, you're going to have a difficult time sitting if you keep it up," he explained.

He ended up pleasuring me. I was excited and quickly reached orgasm. I then needed help getting back up, as I was so relaxed. He supported me up and we cuddled some more in bed.

I like being his bad girl. It's fun.

Playful sex and cuddle time

My guy held my hand as he led me to the bed. His hand was cold, which is generally the case.

He took off my slacks. We cuddled. He placed his hand on my bare thigh. It was as if I had jumped into a cold swimming pool. He playfully continued touching me all over with his cold hands, which was fun and made me squirm.

We cuddled some more. He then found my crotch under my skirt and played with me.

He pulled down and off my panties, and made me reach orgasm. It was a fun evening of being intimate. At one point, my legs were over his shoulders as he had his hard cock in my vagina and his fingers up my butt. My orgasm was incredibly strong.

We then experimented with my thighs surrounding his hard cock. We both loved the thighwich!

We both came hard with my guy being inside of me. I like when he is on top of me and I can caress his bare butt. I managed to smack it lightly, which made him smile.

Afterwards, we were both so content and lethargic that we took a nap cuddling next to each other. He had his left thigh on mine. My right leg was bent over his leg. His hand was on my bent right thigh.

I love being with him. It has been so long since we have been together. Having a room and spending some quality time together was a wonderful way to welcome him back.

Floor letters in an elevator

Sometimes, the conversations that my guy and I have can be amusing.

"You are such a bad girl," my guy tells me after I have teased him.
"But, I'm a good girl," I said in protest.
"No, you are never a good girl," he tells me, as we both walk towards the elevator.
"Yes, the elevator has the letter G, which stands for good," I reply.
"That's not what it stands for. It also has the letter B, which stands for bad. Using your lettering, put B and G together and we have you, a bad girl," he insists.
"You're being Mr Meanie again," I reply.
"There should be a letter C as a floor. You're cute."

He's sweet.

Cold freeze and a solid reference

All is well. I have simply been busy.

We have been under a deep freeze here. You would think that with a windchill of -30º C that it would force me to stay at home and write tons of blog posts. It hasn't.

My guy is off to Thailand on business for the next two weeks. We have been spending as much time together as we could before he leaves.

I have decided to apply for a job opportunity that involves a slight shift in what I do. I would be a long shot, but I figure that it doesn't hurt to apply. I meet the minimum requirements from a degree perspective. However, I have so much work experience that it should prove valuable.

I have a master's degree. My guy has a PhD. It may be one indication why we are so geeky at times.

I asked my guy to be a reference for me. He didn't hesitate at all.

"I think that this position would be great for you. With your great personality and experience, they would be happy to have you. If they call me, I'll make sure to tell them about all your qualities."
"I'm having second thoughts about your telling the hiring folks about all my qualities, "I replied. "I may not get the job if you reveal everything."

We continued to cuddle, with my guy lightly patting my backside.

Playful spanking on Dancing with the Stars

Now and again, I will watch parts of Dancing with the Stars. There are some celebrities that I enjoy watching. In the past, it was Erin Andrews and Candace Cameron Bure. They both did pretty well considering that they don't have dancing backgrounds.

Alfonso Ribeiro is an exception. I watched him play Carlton on the Fresh Prince of Bel Air as a teenager. He does have a dancing background, which can be perceived as an advantage over the majority of the celebrities on this show.

I was pleasantly surprised when I heard that Carrie Ann Inaba decided to playfully spank Alfonso for doing a good job after his dance:

10 spanks to the man with the highest score http://t.co/1ywlHePa2K
— Official DWTS (@DancingABC) October 21, 2014

Although where she was lightly slapping his backside is higher that it should be, it was cute. I am not sure whether the viewers enjoyed that or were freaked out.

Of course, the spanking would have been better with his pants and briefs pulled down, but it is a prime time show. =)

O is for over his knee or a table

I recall a wonderful post that I had read on a blog the other day asking what spanking implement one loves and hates when it comes to receiving a spanking. By far, I love a hand spanking. I find it intimate and my butt aches for a while after a hard spanking. I like when my guy uses a ruler or a paddle on me, too. They definitely rank high on my list.

Getting the belt turns me on, but I don't like it actually used on me. At first, I thought it was because I didn't like the thought of having welts on my backside, which is partly true. It also stems from accidentally getting whipped on my lip by a belt carelessly being waved about by a classmate in grade 6.

I probably have mentioned it in passing, but I have never stated what spanking positions I like and don't like. So, that is what this post is about. Two of my favourite positions deal with being over something.

By far, I love an over-the-knee spanking. I feel comfortable being over my guy's lap. As with getting a hand spanking, I find being over his lap intimate. I like getting up after a hard spanking, and either curling up against his chest or kissing him as a simple thanks.

When I am over his knee, I playfully try and cover my backside with my hand to protect my butt from further smacks. However, my guy likes to pin my arm behind my back and spank me even harder after I do that.

I also like when I am bent over a table or sofa for a spanking. My guy has more of a swing with either his hand or an implement, so it's a different kind of pain that develops. I find that he likes running his hand from my ankle upward, to my calf, thigh, and buttock. He doesn't do that when I am over his knee.

When the smacks become intense and hard, I sometimes jerk my legs up. It doesn't happen much when I am bent over the table, but it happens more when I am over his knee. He will then caress my calf for a bit before continuing with my punishment.

What spanking position do I hate? I would have to say being bend over while grasping my ankles. I don't find that enjoyable at all. My guy doesn't like that, either.

Some people don't like the diaper position, but I don't mind it. It gives me a chance to see my guy's expression when each smack is delivered. He can also see how I am reacting to each one.

So, if you'd like to share what spanking positions you like or dislike, drop me a line. I would love to read your responses!