Missing someone that it hurts and dealing with work madness

Have you ever missed someone that it just hurts? That, for a brief moment, a sense of sadness and panic set in? After all of that passes, you're then okay?

I am feeling all of these emotions. I don't know why I am experiencing such a mixed bag, but I do miss my guy a ton.

I suppose that it doesn't help that there are issues with an upcoming, major software release. All weekend, I simply saw e-mails flooding my inbox on various issues, and what needs to be fixed in both the code and documentation.

About that job that I had interviewed for several weeks ago, it turns out that the position is on hold. I frankly didn't think it was a good fit for me. However, I have heard through the odd, contracted human resources woman that they have a different position in mind for me come January.

I don't have a favourable impression about this company. I will hear what they have to say, but I won't hold my breath.

Missing my guy and postponing an interview

I miss my guy. I am waiting for him to visit the office these days. Unfortunately, he isn't the most prepared person as far as making sure that his files are backed up on his current laptop before handing it over and getting a new one.

The wait continues.

My interview that was scheduled for Tuesday has been postponed. I said that Friday would work best. I am losing interest in attending. The more that I think about the position, the more I don't think it's the right fit. I am still interested in seeing what questions will be posed, though.

It's an interesting position to be in.

Good girl position versus bad girl position

My guy and I have a lot of fun with our dialogue before, during, and after a spanking. The following banter happened a few weeks ago in our treehouse.

"Assume the position," he said to me, shifting over to the middle of the backseat.
"I am," I said, looking at him, still seated next to him. "This is my good girl position."
"I meant your bad girl position," my guy said, smiling.

He gentle pulled me over his lap. He spanked me with his hand. Good times had by all!

Job opportunity and travel

Now and again, I get e-mail from recruiters for contract positions. Something different happened to me on Friday. A recruiter wants to hire me for a full-time position. She found my resume online.

The job doesn't exactly cut my commute time down. It's actually a few blocks away from my current place of employment. However, the job sounds like a decent fit for me. I would get to both write and train others. I am hoping that my working isn't as insane as it is these days.

I took Monday off as a vacation day. I invited the talent scout to call me. We had a good fifteen-minute conversation. She wanted a copy of my resume. Of course, I hadn't updated mine in a year, so I went ahead and did just that today. I have officially applied for the position.

We'll see what happens. I can only hope for an interview.

My guy will be travelling in December for a week. I think that he welcomes a bit of travel. He has been grounded for nearly a couple of months, which has been helpful. We get to see each other more and it allows him to teach his Saturday course without juggling his travel schedule.

Assuming the position... more than one

My guy went to wash his hands. I flopped onto the bed.

He came out and smiled at me.

"I am assuming the position. I'm in sleepy position," I said.

I was on the bed, with my head on a pillow, on my side with my knees bent, and with the comforter partially over me. I was slanted on the bed, which allowed my guy to join me. He spooned me from behind.

I love when we cuddle. We talked and spooned. It was nice and affectionate.

"I think that I can spank you in this position," he said.

He removed the comforter and hiked up my skirt, revealing my lacy black panties. He approved of them by saying that he liked them a lot. He then started spanking my right butt cheek with his hand. To avoid a lopsided spanking, I flipped over to my tummy. He continued to hand-spank me.

"Can you not spank the pillow?" I asked him, placing a square pillow over my butt. His hand made a dull thud.
"I like the sound of your butt being spanked more," he admitted.

So, I removed the pillow and more smacks happened. I get excited when he pulls down my panties. It means that I have been a bad girl. He did just that.

He spanked my bare bottom. It was a hard spanking. I loved it. He tested how wet I was and teased making me cum. When I wanted to, he didn't think that I should, and continued spanking me some more.

Finally, he let me reach orgasm. I did. It was nice. He hugged me and then went to wash his hands. He came back to join me in bed.

It's nice to cuddle, talk, and kiss his sweet face when we spend quality time. The sore butt was worth it.

Being spanked in a wheelbarrow position... how intriguing!

I have been intrigued by being spanked in a wheelbarrow position, which I saw on Cherry Red Report's recent blog posting.

I have watched the free video on how she is spanked in this position. I love how the spanker methodically spanks each cheek. It turns me on that he gropes and pinches her backside. I have a feeling that it is a position in which I would like to try with my guy.

My guy would probably go a step further. After spanking, groping, and pinching my bare backside, he would finger and pleasure me afterwards.

I will need to discuss this new scenario. After all, he is still planning my birthday spanking. He won't tell me what is in store for me. He has only hinted that my backside will be various shades of red.