I was in tears

I had to go for an eye check-up last Friday, for a condition not an eye test, and it involves dilating my pupils with inserted drops, which leaves me with blurry eyes for a couple of hours so P accompanied me.

The procedure takes a while, with waiting in between stages and I'm in and out of treatment rooms, so P walked into town to kill time and because there was no reception in the hospital which annoys him (why does government say we should be a connected nation and knock hotels etc for not providing free broadband, but not connect its own hospitals...and, worse, not even have decent mobile data reception). It was sunny and warm and he made his way through town to the cathedral where there are benches and he thought he'd sit and do emails. It didn't work out that way because there had been some kind of medieval ceremony on, he got there at the tail end of it, and there were onlookers occupying the benches, he didn't find out what the ceremony was but he did send me a snap.

He did his emails from a cafe in town eventually, with a coffee and an outside seat so he was happy enough. We exchanged banter texts - he usually starts them depending on his mood, helping pass time and cheering me up, some in the waiting area must have wondered why I kept breaking into smiles when everyone else was so serious. I wondered how come texts could get through but web mail couldn't. I got cheeky and sent him a couple of suggestive texts, well suggestive for me, his replies were somewhat ruder but nice.

On the way home he said he'd spank me when we got back, I said he couldn't because I wasn't seeing properly the light was making my eyes water a lot, he said I didn't need to be able to see to get spanked, which was true and it made me laugh and I looked forward to getting home.

We got home and he did spank me. It wasn't hard enough very hard though, still a spanking's a spanking and I could honestly say for once that I was in 'tears'! I wanted him to fuck me then but he said he still had stuff to do and was going back to the office, he asked me if I was ok and said he'd be about an hour maybe a bit longer, then he was out the door.Two mins later he came back through the door, he said he'd changed his mind, he would fuck me after all, then go and finish up. I'm sure my eyes dilated more than they had all afternoon, doubt if P would have noticed through the tears though, he asked me again if I was ok, I assured him yes I was bloody ok, don't let a few eye drops get in the way of a fuck. I grabbed his arm and led him upstairs before he took pity on me and changed his mind:)

It turned out a very pleasant Friday afternoon, if all hospital trips went like that I'd be looking forward to them.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx