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Would he have done it?
I asked P the question as we were driving on the A5, I had my hand resting high on his left thigh at the time and my finger tips were idly stroking his chinos.
"You wouldn't really have taken me out into Waitrose's car park the other day and spanked me, would you?" I asked coyly. My fingers increased their pressure just a little.
"Hmmm," was all I got back, it was a bit growly, a bit undecided and a bit why are you bothering me with this.
"I mean I know I was wrong (lie) and deserved to be spanked (lie, but who cares) but you wouldn't really have spanked me in public would you?" My fingers sensed movement inside the chinos and shifted position to encourage it.
"I'll be spanking you in the next layby right here on the A5 if you don't stop that." He said it as if he meant it and it made me feel warm.
I thought to myself 'not if you've got a great big stain on your chinos, you'd be too embarrassed to get out of the car' but I didn't say it. I just smiled and moved my hand slowly down to his knee. So I didn't get my answer, but I did get a spanking when we got home, a playful one though as befitted the banter we'd exchanged during the rest of our trip.
Sometimes little cuddly nonsense spankings are just the job, even though your mind might hanker after somewhat more dramatic attentions.
Ronnie
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.....I'll spank you publicly in the car park.
Strong words, eh? I was shopping, well hardly 'shopping' as I know it, just picking some steaks and seafood from Waitrose counter and P was doing the picking not me. In fact I prefer to stand away from him when he's doing that because he actually asks to see both sides of a piece of meat before he lets them cut it and he makes them rattle live shellfish around so that he can see the shells close. I prefer to be not 'with' him.
Anyway he got what he wanted, joined me, paid at the checkout and we were about to leave the store when he noticed another shopper with some sirloin steaks in her basket, with marked down prices (Waitrose do that and often by hand so it stands out) and he asked her where she'd got them from (she did look at him strangely) I thought bloody hell here we go. Apparently there were several with short sell dates marked down in their offers section, so P said 'come on we'll go see if they've got some left'
I was mortified, we'd already paid, I was embarrassed because I thought I knew the woman's face but couldn't place from where and I just wanted to get out. I said we couldn't swap them it wouldn't be right, P said we bloody well could, I started walking through the doors and in an instant P was at my side and he said (not exactly in a whisper either) that if I didn't come back with him right that minute he'd follow me into the car park and give me a public spanking.
God I felt my face go red and hot and I almost went light headed, it was too ridiculous yet he sounded serious.
My lips said 'don't be so ridiculous' but my heart thumped 'do it then if you dare' but I turned and went back with him, forcing a smile so that everyone would know there was nothing wrong. As if they gave a monkeys anyway, it just felt as if they were all looking at us. Mind you I bet a crowd would soon have developed if he really had carried out his threat:)
Anyway I was pleased to say they didn't have any of the cut price steaks left when we got to their bargain shelf and my husband agreed not to go and ask the butchery dept if the they had any more short dates to bring out as I pointed out the time and he had things to do.
Phew! Perhaps if we'd been in strange town...
Ronnie
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