Hope you all had a nice weekend, the weather's improving here, it might take a turn back yet but it's nice to be out without winter wrappings.
Our son goes back to uni today, the campus is closed for Easter but the library and other facilities are open, he's got studying to do and he does it better there than at home with me fussing about.
Yesterday morning, Sunday, normally a traditional spanking morning for me but not with family back, P said let's take a stroll in the woods so we popped out for a couple of hours. We went off the beaten track, P had his hand on my butt, checking glute functioning he said, then he said he was going to spank me. No chance, not here in the woods I told him, but he was insistent and took my hand and guided me through the bushes completely off track and over to where a large diameter tree had been cut down by Forestry and made a good seat. Now if he'd just gone ahead and put me across his knee or over the tree and spanked me it would have worked out just fine, me apprehensive about being caught yet turned on by the prospect.
But that didn't happen. P got out his Swiss army knife, must have planned this, very romantic, not, went over and cut a branch, trimmed it, came and took his place on the tree trunk and motioned me to get across his lap. I did but three strokes into my backside the branch broke, so up I was ordered while P went to cut another branch, he came over with a thicker one, supple with tiny green buds which he quickly trimmed off, this looked promising, the sting of the broken branch even through my jeans had a nice feel, we hadn't been arrested by Forest Rangers, my confidence was growing, I could imagine what the branch would feel like bare-bum. And then we heard rushing through the leaves followed by excited children's voices, and two highly energetic English springers charged through the bushes one of them jumping half on P's lap with muddy paws and giving him big slobbering lick before he could get up. I laughed, P threw his branch which the other springer chased and snapped in two, then the kids appeared followed by mom and dad. They apologised for the dogs, the mud on P, but he actually didn't mind we used to have German shepherd and we chatted for a while.
After they went on their way we went on ours. The moment had gone. P said he'd spank me for laughing at him, I said ha you won't get chance, he said he'd hold it over until we have the house to ourselves again. He might forget but here's hoping.
Ronnie
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