The Best time for a Spanking

I’m sure we all have a different thought on this and it all honesty, when isn’t it a good time? I love a good wake up spanking whenever I can get one. I’d say most of our spanking activity takes place in the afternoon now that we’re empty nesters. Nick goes to bed way, way too early for me, so we rarely have a bedtime spanking that I know many of you enjoy.

For me there is a best time though – right before we go out. I’m afraid it doesn’t happen too often, I’m hoping for more. But I want to explain why I love it so. While Nick and I love each other dearly, after more than thirty years, we don’t exactly pant after one another while we out in public and we manage to hold back on the public displays of affection. But when he grabs me as we’re getting ready and really gives me a good spanking – one where the sting and burn goes deep, I can’t keep a grin off my face as we join our friends for dinner.

The delight of feeling the ache and sting re-ignite as I take my seat honestly makes my heart swell. I have that delicious, ‘we have a secret’ feeling. When I’m squirming slightly and we catch each other’s eye there is that connection that is one of the strongest draws of TTWD. It’s a mini-burst of love and trust. He can look at me thinking, ‘She is mine. I just spanked her butt hard and she is smiling and playing footsie with me under the table. If I want, I can spank her again as soon as we get home. She’s mine.’

I’m thinking, ‘I’m his. He knows spanking is good for me and makes me happy. He took the time before we left to spank me hard enough to continue to feel it all through dinner. He did it just for me, just because he loves me and wanted to make me happy. I’m his.”

After all these years Nick and I don’t talk mushy to one another often. We both know we are dearly loved by the other. Those mushy words aren’t always necessary; there are other ways to melt a woman’s heart.  For some women that might be with flowers and candy while other women prefer diamonds.

The things that cause my heart to melt are simple.

When he holds my hand or puts his arm around me when we walking into a store or restaurant together.

When he pats, or even pops, my butt when we’re out in public.

When he sends a random text saying something like, ‘I have a feeling you haven’t really behaved as you should have today. I’ll take care of that tonight.’

And when I have to sit on a burning, stinging behind when we head out somewhere.

These things don’t cost anything – unlike flowers and candy and certainly unlike diamonds! I hope if Nick reads this he’ll take note. He’s definitely done all these things at times, but with Valentine’s Day coming up, I just thought it might save him a little money.