Friday night we went out to dinner to one of our favorite local restaurants, after a great day on the beach. We had an amazing day and a wonderful evening.
On our way home, as I was backing out of our parking spot, I hit the restaurant’s sign and knocking it down. This sign was just a piece of plywood with their name painted on it. It was very dark and very hard to see the sign and I only tapped it hard enough to knock it over, no damage to the sign or the car.
My wife was very upset with me and when I got back in the car I told her to settle down and get over it because it wasn’t worth getting mad at me for it.
Oooops! Wrong thing to say.
One thing my wife hates is when I tell her that she is wrong for being angry. I understand completely why she dislikes it so much. Telling her that she can not have whatever feeling she is experiencing at any given time is not fair, it is not considerate and it is not right. I get that.
Well, we had a bit to drink so when we got home, she did not paddle me. She went to bed very angry with me.
In the morning, I was laying in bed wondering how the morning was going to play out. What her mood going to be? Was she still mad? Had she come to her senses and realized I was right? (just kidding)
At 7:00am the door opened. She always gets up really early and then will bring me coffee around 7:00. She came in with my coffee, set it down, and then said that we would just let last night go and not rehash it. Then she reminded me that she does not like me to discount her feelings like that.
My immediate thought was “Oh thank God!” Feelings of relief filled my body. I was so happy no to have to roll over on my stomach and take a paddling from her. The whole rest of the day I felt relief but also something else. A pit in my stomach, not the same pit I get when I realize I will be getting paddled, but a pit still. It nagged me for the rest of the day.
On Sunday I woke up and immediately realized what I had been feeling. A little guilt, a little regret, but mostly intense disappointment.
I was disappointed that I had not received a spanking for hurting my wife’s feelings and upsetting her so much. One thing I really appreciate about her spanking and paddling me is that it connects her emotional feelings with my physical feelings. I can experience the motional pain I inflicted on her through a physical spanking and, or paddling. She is able to cleanse her emotional pain by inflicting an appropriate and equal physical pain on me.
I love that connection that we have and I am missing it right now.
It is now 12:44 pm on Monday and I am sitting here shaking. I am considering going to her and asking her if she will give me the spanking I earned on Friday night.
Great wife, I believe in DD
I believe in Spanking of all ages
Like I received in the 1950s
If she wiped the slate clean i would not ask. Somehow I think she will have some other reason for paddling your bare butt