Spanked on Father's Day

I got spanked on Fathers Day and I neither expected it nor asked for it. Nor appreciated the way it was done because there was no passion in it, if that makes sense. It was cursory, that's the best word I can think of for it, and I'm going to tell you about it but not at length because well frankly it just wasn't all that good but you can't mail a spanking back to sender with the reason 'unsatisfactory' or 'not as expected', can you.

So P had one card and a small gift to open, which he did first thing in the morning. The giver of the gift had gone to work (our son has a new job which includes some Sundays in his induction period), P took a walk down to the paper shop as usual, I got up a bit later as I treat myself to a (little) lie-in on Sundays, everything running as per normal until, towards lunchtime, my husband decided he was going to spank me and that we were going to eat lunch out.

"Why? What have I done?"

"Nothing, but it's Fathers Day isn't it?"................."Yes, P, it is."

"OK then I get to decide what goes on, I mean it's my day, correct or not?"........."I've already said it is, P, so what's the plan?"

"The plan is that I spank your backside till you can't sit down then we go and have a couple of beers and a snack down at the Bulls' Head, you can drive."

"But that will involve sitting, P, as will having a snack at the Bull's."

"Exactly," said my husband as he cleared the Sunday papers off the sofa, dragged me across his lap and proceeded to spank my bottom

Now my husband is quite a good spanker of bottoms, hopefully only mine I might add, but as I've already said, this particular one was lacklustre, it was a painting-by-numbers spanking, it didn't impress. We went to the pub, I sat easily in the car and easily in the nice comfy bosun's chair in the dining area. I decided to let my husband know how easily I was sitting, far too easily in fact, and if a job's worth doing it's worth doing properly and other such comments to get my point across.

"I see," said my husband, "well then you'd better consider that just a down payment on the humdinger of a spanking you're going to get just as soon as we get home."

Just hearing the threat in his deepening tone made me squeeze my legs together under the table and I'm sure by bottom became less comfortable in my seat. Unfortunately his phone went off two minutes later, his mother's hot water system had stopped working and she didn't know how to fix it. Well she wouldn't would she, ah well, I got dropped off back at the house and my husband went off to fix his mom's plumbing.

I've still got a 'humdinger' to come, please don't you forget P, I'll be dropping hints until it's done.

Girls day out today, lunch, shopping and dinner so catch up with you tomorrow.

Ronnie

xx