Great weekend, busy week

We had a great weekend vacation! It’s been a wonderful spring break and I really wish I didn’t have to go back to school tomorrow. I’m just popping in to say hey – busy week, I have bus duty, doctor’s appointment, and Mollie needs help moving. But I’ll be around some. I hope to post a few pictures from this weekend.

I appreciate you all coming by to read Nick’s story. I thought he did such a good job. I have to tell you, I feel Fantasy Friday is fading away. There are very, very few stories coming in these days. I try to keep it going because I’ve met so many wonderful people through the stories they’ve sent, but I really need stories. Think about it, isn’t there one you’ve been thinking about writing?

Fantasy Friday - The Massage

Nick and I are heading to the mountains this morning with some friends. We're going to be in a little mountain lodge that look kind of romantic. So I won't be around here this weekend. But I have a very special Fantasy Friday for you - this one is written by my very own Nick!

Some of my friend were surprised to find out he'd written stories for me. I know I was surprised myself when it first happened.  I think he's pretty good. So while I go enjoy the author himself, you can all enjoy his story…

The Massage

For our 10th anniversary my husband Jay took me for a vacation to a resort hotel and spa. We hadn’t been anywhere like this before and after a tough year we were both excited at the prospect of a relaxing getaway. Along with the luxurious accommodations and great food Jay had arranged for a couples massage. Jay had told me that based on what he had heard I would truly enjoy it. I tend to be a little shy and reserved and Jay is always encouraging, sometimes insisting that I need to be more open to new experiences. So here we were.

After going through the changing area we met in the massage area, Jay with a towel around his waist and me with a large towel wrapped around in a manner attempting to cover all the essentials. Jon and Anna introduced themselves and said they would be giving our massages. They were each standing next to a table, the tables lined up head to head, about four feet apart. As I paused wondering which table to approach, Jay moved to Anna’s table, crawled on and got into position. I felt a little uncomfortable at the idea of a man massaging me, but then as I thought about it, I was uncomfortable with a woman touching me too.  Now that Jay had made the choice I had no option, I moved to Jon’s table. With a great deal of embarrassment I untied my towel and crawled onto the table while maintaining my modesty as best as I could. I left the towel covering my bottom and stretched out face down.

Jon started working on my arms, neck and shoulders and was doing a great job. I was relaxing and I could feel the stress melting away. I felt so peaceful! He continued working down my lower back until he was almost rubbing my butt. I was relieved when he moved around the table at this point and started slowly working on my feet. Heaven! Jay knows how much I love having my feet massaged; this was probably what Jay was talking about. He knew I would love this. I couldn’t help but sigh. After a thorough workout on my feet he moved to my calves and eventually my thighs. The prospect of having this handsome stranger’s hands on my thighs was causing me to experience some feelings of excitement and more that a little guilt. But he didn’t stop there. I was shocked as he began to make contact with my lower butt, I knew I had to tell him to stop and bring my massage to a conclusion, but darn it felt so good! I felt like putty and lacked the courage or desire to stop it.

It was about this time that I heard Jay moan with obvious pleasure. Anna whispered “how does that feel?” Jay replied, “fantastic, don’t stop.” Just what was she doing to him over there? Was this what Jay meant about the special couple massages offered here? I couldn’t believe he would have agreed to this type of ‘massage’ with out telling me. But then again if he had I am sure I would have said ‘NO!’. “Relax and let yourself enjoy, Zoie” Jay was always telling me. So, if this is what he had planned for us maybe I should be a good sport and just with the flow, even though it felt terribly naughty.

By now Jon had flipped my towel up completely exposing my butt, the thought of him seeing me this way caused my breath to quicken. He continued to work my “glutes” first one side then the other and I could feel my heart pounding. A slight pressure on the inside of my thighs let me know he wanted me to spread my legs; my first reaction was to tightly hold my legs together. I was embarrassed at how wet I had become. But when he tapped my thigh again I slid both my feet apart until they were hanging off the sides of the table, was this really me doing this?

I realized I was now fully exposed. I barely knew what I was doing but I didn’t want to stop. I just tried to clear my mind and go purely on the sensation. But I still jumped when he worked down between my cheeks rubbing gently. This was getting intimate! He started to slide his hand between my legs and underneath me. I raised my hips ever so slightly to aid his progress. He worked his fingers inside me, finding me wet and slippery. Moving his fingers with great skill he teased me nearly to the brink. With his other oil-drenched thumb he was rubbing my tender rosebud. I tried to hold back but he kept this up until I dissolved into a silent, lip-biting, trembling orgasm.

I was trying to come back to myself as Jon replaced my towel. Jon and Anna said they hoped we had enjoyed our massages and would be more relaxed. ‘Well that’s one way of putting it’ I thought! Jay assured them that their efforts were appreciated and enjoyed. We got dressed and Jay and I walked hand in hand back to our room. I was silent, lost in thought, replaying what had just happened.

Back at our room Jay asked “Well did the massage live up to your expectations?” With lowered eyes I replied, “Well, it was certainly more than I expected.”

“More, in what way?” Jay asked.

“Well, that is first time in over 12 years that I have gotten off at the hand of another man!” I looked up and Jay was staring at me curiously.

“You mean a little massage caused you to have an orgasm?”

“You call that a little massage? I didn’t know we were going to have our privates massaged. You didn’t tell me it would be that type of massage”

Again I looked up at Jay and now his mouth was open in disbelief. “What are you saying, you just lay there and let him grope you?”

“I heard you moaning, and saying how great it felt, asking Anna not to stop. Don’t tell me you weren’t getting the same treatment.”

“Absolutely not, I was just enjoying having my neck and shoulders massaged.”

Now I was aghast, I had convinced myself that this was something Jay had planned for both of us. “Jay, are you telling me that this massage was not your idea?” I could feel my cheeks flaming with embarrassment at what I had allowed to happen. I felt so guilty. “Honey, I am so sorry, please forgive me” was all I could say.

“Zoie! Are you telling me you actually let another man touch you and stroke you in an intimate way and you said nothing?”

“But… but… Jay I really thought that was your plan! I would never have let him touch me if I didn’t think it was what you wanted. I thought you wanted me to relax and let go!” I told him franticly.

“Zoie, come here” Jay commanded “We need to clear the air. Yes I want you to learn to let your hair down and enjoy sex more. But I am the only man who is ever going to be touching you in that way again. I realize this was a misunderstanding but I want to make sure you remember from now on!”

“Oh Jay, I promise – I will remember!”

“Yes I bet you will.” Jay said as he unzipped my pants and slid them to my ankles. He was pulling me across his lap as I trying to tell him, “No Jay, you don’t have to do this! I’ll remember, I’ll remember!!”

My protests and pleading didn’t do me a bit of good as he began spanking hard with his hand, while telling me I should never have let the ‘massage’ reach that level. Too soon, Jay pulled my panties down and picked up my hairbrush. As the pain increased he continued to give me a sound and thorough paddling while I expressed my sincere remorse!

When he was finished and released me, I slipped to the floor between his feet and tried to catch my breath. I looked up at Jay realizing how special our relationship was. With this thought I reached up and unzipped his pants. After 10 years of marriage at least I had learned how to pick up a few forgiveness points.

~~~oo0oo~~~

I told you the man is good! And he can write too. I hope you enjoyed it. Nick if you check in please know how much I appreciate you writing for me. I sure would like you to write more.

And I do NEED more stories!! Send them to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

Thanks again honey!!

Liebster Award!

        *I'm putting this same post up here and at the Reading room too. I know I have some friends that read both places.  

         Thank you Celeste Jones for nominating me! I enjoy answering questions and I thank you for the opportunity.

Here are the rules:

1.Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to their blog on your blog.

2.Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget”. (Note that the best way to do this is to save the image to your own computer and then upload it to your blog post.)

3.Answer 11 questions about yourself, which will be provided to you by the person who nominated you.

4.Provide 11 random facts about yourself.

5.Nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have less than 1000 followers. (Note that you can always ask the blog owner this since not all blogs display a widget that lets the readers know this information!)

6.Create a new list of questions for the blogger to answer.

7.List these rules in your post. Once you have written and published it, you then have to:

8.Inform the people/blogs that you nominated that they have been nominated for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it!)

Here are Celeste's questions for me: 

  

What is your fantasy vacation?

I love cruises. I think I would like to cruise to Bermuda, spend a week there and cruise home.

Cats or Dogs?

I worked for seven years as a veterinary technician, so I’m a true animal lover. We had a beautiful Golden Retriever for ten years and he was so loved. But I’d have to say now I’m a cat person. They are soft, cuddly and you can leave them for the weekend without the need of a babysitter.

What's your favorite breakfast?

Scrambled eggs, bacon, grits and a side of pancakes.

What's your guilty pleasure?

Weekends alone! I love my husband more than you can imagine, but I do enjoy the weekends he goes golfing. I eat what I like, stay up until 2:00 am, sleep late, and just totally relax.

What's your favorite thing about blogging?

Absolutely the people I’ve met. I love the contact with people who understood my love for spanking and I didn’t judge. Being able to talk about that openly made me feel totally free and accepted here.

What's your least favorite thing about blogging?

It takes a lot of time and at times I feel I get obsessed with it.

If you could go back in time to your 18 year old self, what message would you give yourself?

When you fall in love trust yourself and trust him. Tell him what turns you on sexually, don’t wait until you’re fifty for heaven sakes!

If you had a day to do whatever you wanted, what would you do?

I really love spending the day writing.

What advice do you have for someone who is new to blogging?

If you want people to come read your blog and leave comments you need to go to their sites and leave comments. Even before I began blogging I left comments and made wonderful friends.

What is one of your pet peeves?

School administrators who are twenty years my junior, and have taught one forth the time I have telling me how I should be teaching.

What are some of the challenges of keeping your life as a spanking blogger/writer a secret?

I worried about it the first few years and simply never mentioned it to anyone besides my husband. Now I don’t feel I have to hide. I’m not going to send my boss a copy of one of my books, but everyone out here has helped me realize that there is nothing wrong with what I choose to do or to write.  My children are grown and I’ll retire soon. No reason to think of it as a secret any longer.

Eleven random facts about myself:

1. If they were alive, my maternal grandparents would be 140 and 134.

2. I wore a size 4 wedding dress – I rapidly got over it.

3. I’ve worn glasses since the forth grade.

4. I didn’t enjoy reading until I was nearly a teenager.

5. I used to want twelve kids – I got over that too.

6. I’ve only applied for three jobs in my life, got all three.

7. Given my choice I like to stay up very late.

8. I knew I was interested in spanking before the age of five, I came out to Nick at forty-nine.

9. I had never written a thing before I wrote my first Cassie story in 2006.

10. Many of ‘Tom’s’ idea of how a lady should behave come, straight from my mother.

11. The day I came out to Nick I started sleeping in the nude and I still do.

I’m going to nominate Grace from A Day in the Life, Ami from Ami’s Starsong, and Terpsichore from A Place to Share. If any of you have been nominated before, forgive me. And send me the link to your answers.

And here are their 11 questions:

1. If money were no object, how many children would you have had?

2. What were some of your favorite books when you were a child?

3. Do you (or your husband) have any nude pictures of you?

4. If you had to pick a state (not the one you live in now) in the US, what state would you choose.

5. How does spanking work in your relationship?

6. What’s your best marriage advice?

7. What’s your best parenting advice?

8. How would you feel if your daughter told you she wanted to be in a spanking relationship?
9. How many different countries have you been to?

10. What’s your dream job?

11. Do you think spanking is a possible parenting tool?