My husband is a philistine

Well that's what he was told online and that was one of the milder comments. All because he defended the continued use of petrol and diesel powered transport until the so-called EV revolution really gets off the ground and offers vehicles with long travel range, fast refuelling and sensible pricing.

He was fuming and a bit put out by the amount of hostility his comments had attracted. He'd made his point after reading a journalist's account in one of the newspapers about a return trip from London to Cornwall he'd made using an electric car for the first time, he'd also spent a few days in Cornwall running around. Anyway his conclusion was that it was a nightmare to find fuelling points, he had to refuel after as little as 90 miles use on one occasion and it never took less than fifty minutes.

P belongs to a discussion group, it's mostly business stuff where they share information and thoughts about companies, resources, stocks and share and the like. So he quoted the article and then passed his own comment that, for the same trip as the journalist had made, P could have done it on one full tank of diesel, saved several wasted hours and still had some left when he got home and that would have been without being stingy with the aircon or accelerator pedal which is apparently what the journalist had to do.

Now P isn't anti green or environmental issues at all. But he doesn't want to be used as a guinea pig and conned into using something which, although nice to drive, is simply impractical and expensive until the big companies and governments (who spout a lot but don't do much) get their acts together. So that was the background, but the point is he fumed about it to me and I just laughed, partly because of some of the language he used and partly because something seemingly so minor was causing him so much grief. I told him he should just accept other people had opinions too and he said he did but in this instance they were idiots. Typical P.

Anyway the good thing was, he decided I wasn't taking the matter seriously enough and wasn't 'on his side' and that I shouldn't be laughing and perhaps I wouldn't find it so funny if he gave me a good spanking. Well it all seemed a bit childish to me but hey, if there's a spanking available I'm rarely one to refuse especially on something like this which I knew deep down he couldn't be taking too seriously. So I laughed again when he threatened to spank me and said, 'Oh yeah, you're sure you can spank me when you can't even sort out the idiots online?'

Well that did it nicely. He came across and pulled me up off the sofa, undid my jeans then sat down where I'd been sitting, pulled my jeans down and dragged me across his lap. He started spanking me immediately and I was still laughing it all happened so quickly. He stopped in less than a minute and I thought that was strange but it was only to pull my knickers down which he only bothered to get halfway down my thighs before resuming. He spanked very hard, it's rare that he doesn't, and I wasn't laughing after a while. I was excited though and when he stopped I wished he hadn't. He asked me if I still found it so funny and I said I didn't and was sorry I'd been laughing. I could feel his cock hardening against my hip as I lay there and I asked him what he was going to do now, go and give the morons a piece of his mind? I started laughing again even as I was saying it and thought he would spank me some more but instead he lowered me off his lap and onto my knees on the floor.

"No I'm not going online well not right now, I've got something much better to do." He was unzipping his fly as he said this. His bulge was obvious and attractive.

When he pulled the front of his underpants down I didn't need any coaxing, I bent forward immediately and took him in my mouth. He put his hands on the back of my head to make sure I didn't change my mind. Some chance.

"This will certainly stop you laughing," he said. And he was right and when he bellowed and started spurting into my throat it was as much as I could do to keep pace and swallow without losing any, it was a good job he had his hands on my head or I'm sure I would have come up for air and ended with half of it across my face.

I whimpered as I licked the last few drops from the after spasms.

"You really are a philistine at times," I purred.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
xx