I Need a Spanking.

Anyone else?

Son has agreed to take part in a consultation exercise over three days near London at his company's corporate HQ. He will be representing his colleagues' interests but also free-thinking on various aspects of the challenges the company faces in a rapidly changing market. Hobnobbing with the most senior managers and listening to some of the industry's most successful entrepreneurs as well as consultants from related sectors. It's quite a feather in his cap to be invited.

He didn't accept lightly though. They are expecting their first baby in less than a fortnight. and their house is still like a war zone, so he talked it over with his wife and then family to make sure everything that needs to get done will get done. Needless to say that involves us as well as others and P pledged as many days as it takes to get some work finished off on a couple of rooms which have a deadline of Thursday this week as carpet and blinds fitters arrive on that day and the messy stuff has to be finished by then. His wife, our DIL, is taking it all in her stride amazingly well, she's developed a pelvis problem which will recover after the birth but for now it's slowing her down a bit and I keep telling her not to do this or that, I'll do it etc etc.

It's a tense and busy period and I've been over at their place more or less full time for several days, working under P's direction and helping in every way I can. I'm excited because I shall be a grandmother in the near future!

But, grandmother or not, splattered in emulsion paint or not, broken finger nails and aching limbs or not, I need a spanking. I really really do, I think it must be the tension, the atmosphere of urgency, the working alongside my husband and seeing him lifting and shifting and often popping over to see how I'm doing and helping me if I've been doing something wrong. We get home at night and I'm knackered, in a pleasant way, but I know that if P told me he was going to spank me I'd be up like a shot and it would be a case of 'Where do you want me' not 'Oh please not now, P I'm really done-in'.  

I mean he hasn't even mentioned spankings (worse luck) because he's got so many other things on his mind. He says we'll be finished our part some time Wednesday and everything will be good for the contractors to get cracking next day. I feel like saying 'Well that's great, so while the contractors are cracking away, could you please give me spanking, a really hard one that makes my bottom hot and brings tears to my eyes'...but of course I haven't because that would seem just too direct and, I suppose, inappropriate at this particular time.

But after Wednesday, I'll need attention and I shall be in serious manipulation mode. No time to beat about the bush. Perhaps I should direct P to my blog, he very rarely goes there, and ask him to check over a post I've published (this one:)), too late for him to suggest amending anything but of course that wouldn't be the real reason for sending him there.

Ah well, another day and other things will occupy my mind but the spanking need will still be simmering underneath. I'll let you know when it's been relieved.

Catch up with you soon.

Ronnie

xx