Naughty little boy with his cap

On Friday, in the afternoon, DJ was being silly. He has a red fire warden hat he has to wear in case there's a fire in the building. Well, he wore it, despite the fact that there wasn't an evacuation going on.

"I'm afraid to look," I said, continuing to type with my back facing him.
"Just look," he said. I did. He had his cap on, which made me get chills up my spine.

"I shouldn't have looked," I said.

"What? Did I traumatize you?" he asked me with a slight snicker in his voice.

"I'm always traumatized," I said.

"Come on, it's Friday! Liven up," he insisted. I looked at him. He now had his cap on backwards.

"Oh dear," I said. He had a smirk on his face. It was quite a turn-on. A naughty little boy with his cap on backwards. He had that I-didn't-do-a-thing-but-I'm-an-insolent-little-boy expression on his face.

"Look at my cap now," he said to me. I looked. I smiled and held my composure. He had his cap on sideways.

I wanted to put him over my knee and spank him badly.

Of note, the SPAM fly swatter does a nice job in the spanking implement department. I have nearly recovered after all the swats on my bare bottom. Who knows? Maybe I'll asked to have that used on my birthday. There's still time.

Bottom-browsing

Okay, I was going to talk about my interest in birthday spankings, but I'll save that for my next entry. I'll be turning in soon, so I wanted to write something brief that happened on Friday, before I forget about it.

During our lunch break on Friday, DJ and I went to Costco to get some items. We were in the men's clothing section. I was looking at the jeans stacked up on the table. DJ said that he was wearing jeans he had purchased at this store last week.

"Do my jeans have the Kirkland brand on them or the Tommy Hilfiger?" he asked me.

I was too busy looking at his cute, spankable bottom to even pay attention. Several seconds later, I snapped out of this daydream temporarily.

"I can't tell," I said. Luckily, his belt was over the brand name, so what I had said made sense.

"I'm pretty sure they're Kirklands," he said, as he continued to push the cart forward with our items.

Hey, I'm no dummy. I tried to stay behind him for most of our time there. We are both married, but that doesn't mean that I can't admire his bottom. I can look at the goods. Sadly, I can't do any smacking.

*sigh* Life is so rough... ha!

Tempted to spank my colleague and friend today

I've been working at my place of employment for nearly three years now. I have befriended a number of colleagues and am so grateful. One of my friends is DJ.

He started brief conversations with me, which turned into a joking, humourous friendship that has been great. We are similar in personality. That helps a lot.

Over the years, I get the hint that he may be a closet spanko. One time, he held a wooden ruler in his hand and slapped my arm with it. My other friend, CW, has known DJ for over a decade. One time, she told me that she gave DJ a couple of lovetaps on his bottom. He didn't seem to mind them.

I notice references from him, saying that he has been a "bad boy" and having me stand in the corner. We joke about it, but I truly believe that we share the same spanking interest here.

Yesterday, he was talking to a colleague. I went over to the colour printer to fetch my printouts. He was bent over the wooden desk in the colleague's cubicle, with his butt in the air. I was so tempted to go over there and give him a spanking. He has an adorable bottom. I don't know how I held my composure.

Roughly ten minutes later, he was in the same position. I wanted to use that wooden ruler he had in his hand that day when he had slapped my arm.