Yes I did, I'm not joking.....
although I was joking when it happened...well before it happened to be precise. You see he came into the bedroom with a bath towel wrapped round his waist, he'd just showered and wanted some pants and a pair of jeans. I was sitting on the bed re-sticking the little leather flap at the end of my Anne Summers riding crop (the one and only from there) which had come loose. P brushed past me and bent forward to open one of his drawers and I pulled his towel away just for fun.
"Ooh stay like that, I could just..."
"Very funny," said my husband.
"I could, you better believe it."
"Go on then, do it," he said, I'm sure he didn't think I would. So I did.....just one stroke with the riding crop right across the middle of his backside on the fleshiest part and gosh it sounded very loud .....he said FUCK!!!!!........and shot upright. "Christ I didn't think you were going to do that," he said as he rubbed his bottom with one hand and rummaged through his drawer with the other.
I was tempted to give him another, I rather enjoyed it especially the fact that it seemed to really quite shock him. He asked me if it always felt like that when he used the crop on me and I told him I didn't know because I couldn't tell how hard I'd swatted him, but I thought it was probably much harder when he spanked me. I didn't get chance to swat him again anyway, he grabbed a pair of pants and turned round and you know what....had a stiffy.
"Ooh P," I exclaimed, "I do believe you could be a closet spankee."
He told me not to bet on that but he wouldn't mind some light relief being as I seemed to be in the mood.
Needless to say I happily obliged.
Ronnie
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First picture from an F/M blog but I can't remember which one so please let me know if it's yours.
