I have been a wife and mother for over twenty years. Now I am becoming my husband's lover, too.
We owe it all to my fellow bloggers who gave me the courage to come out to my husband as a spanko.
I do feel like this is a New Beginning for us.

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Sunday, January 05, 2014

Nick amazes me

When I wrote this post a few days ago, I was not complaining or agonizing – I was simple wondering, maybe wishing a little. I’m pretty sure Nick read it. I got a long email from him. It was a good email. He was very kind, beginning with:

2013 was I feel a pretty good year.  I know of no reason 2014 can’t be even better.   I know you have found a lot of satisfaction in taking the characters that you have known so long and getting them out in the world.  I am proud of your persistence and success.

But then he pointed out some of my largest faults -  some things I need to think about and some changes I should be making. And he was right on the money with 99% percent of his accusations. He said:

There have been times when it seemed that your focus was almost totally on blogging, writing, blogging about writing, with a few computer games thrown in when you needed a break.   When you spend so much time in the fiction/fantasy world it may be difficult to have enough physical and emotional energy to devote to real world tasks and relationships such as husband, home and work.

Ouch! Guilty.

He went on to say:

I appreciate and have loved our FAW experiences. (That First Available Weekend, when he has instructed me to plan a sexual ‘date’ for us.)  As you have asked me to try new things, I hoped we could both benefit from your efforts to take the initiative (per your instructions if not your natural inclinations).  I do look forward to see what new spin you can come with.  You have talents in this area when you put your imagination to work.  Of course there were some months where I felt like your efforts were somewhat last minute and you chose to go with something safe as you did have a lot of things going on (more important?)

Oh crap, guilty again, but still he went on:

I know you have spent a bit of time thinking and writing about how great things would be if I could be the answer to all your fantasies, always in tune with what you wanted, thought you wanted, maybe wanted, or needed.  How much time do you spend thinking about what you could do to make our real world relationship hotter or better versus the time you spend documenting the great life Cassie enjoys. How comfortable would you be if I spent that much time thinking about my dream woman and her husband?  I am not trying to suppress your creativity or your enthusiasm, but have you be aware of balance in all things.

Finally, finally, something he got wrong! Okay, sadly not all of it, but the part about Tom being my dream man. NO! He’s not and I the minute I finished reading the email I wrote Nick and did all I could to make that point clear. Tom is not my dream man; he is Cassie’s dream man. I do ‘love’ Tom, but never, never would I want to be with someone like him over Nick. Never!  But I do love him in Cassie’s stories as her man, not mine. Unfortunately, the rest of what he had said here was correct.

The last of his observation was:

You have written a lot about the desire for some disciplinary aspects to TTWD.  I would ask you to look at what I feel is important in that regard.  To complete a disciplinary cycle I see several steps:

1. A rule (or request)

2. A violation

3. A consequence

4. A concerted effort to change

He continued. and I add my thought in red.

You may feel that I haven’t been very effective in 1 and 3, and you may be right.  I am concerned about making rules that aren’t realistic or fair.  I am also concerned about going overboard on a punishment type spanking.  First, I love you and don’t want to harm you. *You won’t, if it’s too much at any one time or over all, I’ll tell you. Second, I don’t want to risk going to the point where you will be inclined to say “enough, we are not doing this anymore” * I can’t see this happening – by letting it die out (something I feel I’ve done) I have felt like I should say, ‘It’s okay honey, don’t worry about it any more.’ But deep down I can’t ever see not wanting it on my part.  I think that would be a real step back for both of us.

As for #4, I feel that we have gone through 1-3 several times without seeing the level of change that was being promised near the end of a spanking.  Without the noticeable change whether doing laundry or doing a better job on health/weight it seems to make a joke of everything, undermining the supposed exchange of power/responsibility that presumably exists in a disciplinary situation.


I answered these charges by saying:

1. A rule (or request)
You’ve done fairly poorly.

2. A violation
I’ve done fantastic at this.

3. A consequence
You’ve done very poorly.

4. A concerted effort to change
I’ve been so crappy and lacking on this one it’s not even funny. I’m a slug, I don’t want to change, I want to sit. If I were a self-motivator I’d weigh 130 and the house would be spotless. I see no danger of either of these things happening. On this one I am completely guilty, I haven’t tried.

Strangely for all the shortcoming he was pointing out I didn’t feel attacked in the least. It made me realize that he was paying much more attention than I ever realized and that he cared enough to address these things. I was especially interested in his conclusion.

In summation, if you examine the facts, I suggest that you have been a naughty girl.  And we know what naughty girls should get.

I ask that you ponder on the above and give me your thoughts on these charges.  I also ask that you give me some thoughts on what you can do, what I can do, what we can do to make 2014 an even better year.  You can talk or email directly, or have Liz or Badass to drop me some timely hints/reminders.

Love you.

I wasn’t expecting any of this. I emailed him back, letting him know I plead guilty to all charges (except about Tom) and I’m still doing a lot of thinking. I want us closer, I want TTWD in our lives, I want to be a better wife to him, both sexually and in all other ways. You see what kind of man I have, he deserves better than I’ve been giving.


Mollie was gone last night and I got spanked soon after she left. Nick gave me some long-term goals that are doable. The spanking didn't last very long, but it  hurt. (not complaining, just saying) I’m going to have to build up some tolerance, I hope I’ll have to build up a lot of tolerance.  Here we go again, I hope you don’t mind coming along for the ride.

Friday, January 03, 2014

Fantasy Friday - Pay Attention

Again, Happy New Year to everyone! I love beginning a new year, except for the having to go back to work thing. I was grateful to get three new stories from friends, but this is the last new one. If you've
been thinking about writing one and you've been putting it off - now's the time.

I love today's story and I love how it came into being. The story is from TL Bucko, and it began as a comment on a story in Ana's Advent calendar, Sex Toy Story. This lovely comment grew into a very special story and she shared it with me for a Fantasy Friday, please enjoy...




Pay Attention

Lee’s sigh was heavy as she headed for the stairs ignoring Sam’s request for ice cream.  She wasn’t his maid, especially not if he wasn’t even going to pay any attention to her.  She shut the door to their bedroom hard, not that he heard it over the sound of that stupid TV show.
Seething on their bed, which had once been a place for such passionate love it consumed her, Lee pondered what had happened to their life.  She and Sam used to be so attentive to each other.  Weekdays had been filled with her making dinner and waiting eagerly by the phone for the call that said Sam was on his way home to her.  Weekends were spent with them so tangled in each other’s arms it was difficult to tell where one stopped and the other began.  Sure, Sam had spanked Lee when she needed it in those days; but those spankings, while they stung, reminded Lee how much her husband cared for her.  With another heavy sigh Lee realized she couldn’t remember the last time Sam had cared enough to spank her.  Now she felt like she was just someone to fetch his ice cream while he watched TV.  How could they get back to the couple they used to be?  Lee flipped open her laptop and went to the Adam and Eve website determined to figure it out.
…..
It was several days and quite a few extra dollars later, totally worth it since she got free shipping Lee resolved, that she was able to put her plan into action.  She was wearing the naughty maid outfit she’d picked out from Adam and Eve.  Her other treasure was waiting in the bedroom for later use, she hoped. It made Lee smile when her heart skipped a beat as the front door open.  She felt butterflies the way she used to when Sam would come home.  Lee stepped out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of chocolate ice cream and smiled at Sam.
“Chocolate ice cream for dinner, Sir.  I would have made something better, but the time just got away from me.  I promise I’ll do better tomorrow,” Lee whispered awkwardly.  It had been such a long time since they played she floundered between saucy and contrite.  She crossed her fingers behind her back hoping Sam was willing to play.
Sam barely looked up from where he was sorting through the mail.  “Just order some pizza or something in that case,” He muttered not even registering that his wife had called him Sir.  She used to call Sam that often, but she hadn’t since the last time he’d turned her over his knee.  If Sam where honest with himself, he missed that.  He missed the connection they’d had when he was firmly in charge.  As time and life got away from them, he found Lee becoming more independent.  He wasn’t sure he could just start giving out orders and spankings.  He didn’t think she wanted that kind of marriage anymore.  It was then he looked up and saw his wife for the first time.
“What the hell are you wearing, Lee?  Are you crazy?  It’s the middle of December put some clothes on,” Sam scolded mildly.  What was she playing at he wondered?
That was it.  That was the last straw.  The bowl of ice cream flew from Lee’s hand just missing Sam’s head and landing in a chocolaty mess on the hardwood floor.  “Oh my god! Seriously!” Lee screamed her face clearly conveying a what-in-the-hell-is-wrong-with-you look.  “Any other man who saw his wife in an outfit like this would not be thinking about her being cold.  I’m sure he’d come up with some way to warm her up,” She fumed turning on her heel and stomping to the bedroom.  The door slammed hard behind her.  Lee knew she was being childish throwing things and slamming doors, but really?  He was worried about her being cold!  She threw herself on their bed as angry frustrated tears filled her eyes.
Sam stood their stunned for a half a minute.  At first he was glad his wife had such terrible aim.   Then he stopped to really think about what had just happened.  Calling him Sir, the naughty outfit, ice cream for dinner.  “Sam you are a colossal douche bag, and an idiot,” He thought to himself.  She was trying to get his attention.  She was angling for a spanking.  Was it possible that she wanted things back to the way they were as badly as he did?  He didn’t waste any more time thinking about it.
Sam walked down the hall to their bedroom.  His heart broke seeing Lee lying there crying.  He reached down and picked up his wife pulling her into his arms.   “I’m sorry doll baby.  I’m an idiot,” Sam whispered as he ran his fingers through her hair.
Lee wasn’t sure how to react.  A part of her wanted to be mad.  A part of her wanted to push him away, yell, and scream until he felt as badly as she did, but then he came after her.  He was calling her doll baby and holding her the way he used to.  She started to melt and laid her head on his chest.  Never one to give in completely though, she did console herself by smacking his chest lightly and nodding, “Gee, ya think.”
Sam lightly swatted her barely covered backside.  Now that he thought about it, that outfit was really something.  He rather liked the idea of having himself a naughty maid for the weekend.  He shifted Lee in his lap as he thought about that prospect.  “Ahem, focus,” He reminded himself before saying aloud, “I deserved that, but I think we’ve done enough being rude to each other don’t you?”
Lee nodded again and curled into his arms.  “What happened to us, Sam?” She whispered her voice desperate and tears filling her eyes.  “We never used to be this way.  I thought you’d see me in this and it would be like it used to be… now I wonder if you even want me anymore.  You used to care… to notice… “
Sam reached out and wiped her tears gently with the pad of his thumb.  “I wish I knew sweetheart, but I think we just let things get away from us.  We got busy and independent and I forgot to bring us back together.  I want you to know that I want you.  I always have and I always will.  I have done a lousy job of showing it, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.  You had gotten so good at being independent I didn’t think you wanted me to take charge anymore.  It didn’t seem like you needed me to,” He tried to explain.
“But I wanted you to,” Lee protested.  “I kept trying to come up with a way to get you to come back to me.  After the other night this was the best I could come up with.  It didn’t really work very well.  It’s been a long time; I guess we are out of practice.”
“Too long,” Sam agreed.  “We can’t let it get like this again, baby.  I’m going to work on being attentive, but I can get a little caught up in things sometimes.  If I’m not giving you what you need, I need you to tell me.  Hit me over the head with it if you need to, just not with a bowl of ice cream.” He teased hoping to win a smile from her.
He did.  “You’re right.  I should have tried talking to you.  I guess I just wanted you to get it on your own.  I’m sorry about the ice cream.”
Sam nodded.  He smiled at her and gently brushed a strand of her dark hair from her face.  “We are going to make this better I promise,” He assured her gently bring his lips to hers.  The kiss was passionate and reminded them both of the couple that they used to be before life got in the way.  “By the way you are so wearing that outfit this weekend, and I’m not sure you’ll be wearing much else.” He promised with a seductive wiggle of his brow.
Lee giggled at his teasing, excited at seeing her Sam for the first time in what seemed like ages.  “Yes Sir,” She purred into his ear going in for another kiss.  “I can make you some real dinner now if you are hungry,” She added.  “But I’m not hungry at all.”
“Oh I’m hungry for something alright,” Sam growled playfully his hand slipping further down his wife’s neck and to her soft breast.  “But before we do anything else we have some unfinished business to attend to,” He said forcing himself to sit up a little straighter and pull away from Lee.
“We do?” She questioned wondering what could possibly be more important than the reconnection they had going on right this minute.
“We do,” Sam confirmed sternly.  “What happens to naughty little girls who throw temper tantrums in this house?”
Things certainly were looking up.

To be continued… maybe
~o~

Thank you TL, a great story and I thank you so much for sending it. Keep writing, you're really good at it. Come on everyone, start writing and send your stories to elisspeaks@yahoo.com

**Note from last week, Peter who wrote our Fantasy Friday last week had to change his email address it's peterdunbar.x.800@gmail.com And I think he's enjoy talking to others out here. I'm trying to talk him into blogging.

Thursday, January 02, 2014

Our wild New Year’s Eve

We had a lovely peaceful New Year’s Eva. Mollie stayed home and one of her best friends joined us. There was cooking going on and even I got into the act. Using some pinterest ideas we made spicy crackers by adding a bit of oil, ranch powder, and hot pepper flakes before we baked them.

Next came the whisky sticks that we fell in love with when we used to go visit Eva and her family. These are stick pretzels, coated with a mixture of butter, brown sugar, garlic, cayenne pepper and baked – oh my they’re good!

Then Mollie and friend made a cake – I’m sure this cake has a name, but I don’t know it. I think I’ll just call it ‘Nick’s going to have to get the damn cane out for this' cake.  It adds pounds by simply being in my house! It’s a German chocolate mix in a 9 x 13 dish. When it came out still hot she poured on can of sweetened condensed milk and a bottle of caramel sauce. Are your teeth hurting from the sweet yet? Once it cooled she iced it with cool whip and topped it with crushed Heath bars.

Not wanting to be left out completely I made cookies – homemade from scratch I tell you! I even used baking powder. I had to have Mollie’s friend bring it from her house because rarely have cause to have it in my house. It was a cookie/brownie cookie and I used white chocolate chips in them, very good if I do say so myself.

All this was before Mollie made three cheese stuffed shells with meat sauce for supper, which we ate with garlic bread.

I also managed to injure myself during all this activity, it’s my back or shoulder blade. It feels like I pinched something. I think it’s a vicious cooking injure. I’ll know to avoid this activity in the future. It hurts when I turn certain ways, reach down for something, turn over in the bed or even take a deep breath. I don’t like it one bit.

With all this food in the house, you might realize my Friday weigh in might not be the best. I haven’t been recording each Friday as I’m supposed to. I’ve been telling Nick, “Let’s wait until the New Year.” Okay, now what?

Wednesday, January 01, 2014

New Year's Meme

I wish a very happy New Year to all my readers/friends this year. May 2014 be even better! I found this at Angel Brat’s blog this morning and thought it was a very interesting meme.  

1. What did you do in 2013 that you’d never done before? I became a mother-in-law!

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I rarely make them anymore, but I do have one for this year that I’m going to be blogging about.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Two of my nieces had babies. They are in Nick’s big family so we get to see then nearly every Sunday. I love that the family is still growing.

4. Did anyone close to you die?  I lost two people I loved, our friend Bas died in July. And another friend from blogland, some of you might remember Mthc and David a wonderful couple that were very active out here at one time. David passed away earlier this year.

5. What countries did you visit? I’ve always thought of New York City as a foreign country. Does that count?

6. What would you like to have in 2014 that you lacked in 2013? A second book published, maybe even a third…

7. What dates from 2013 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? Several!
June 18 sent my book to Lazy Day.
June 27 Lazy Day accepted the book for publication!
November 25 LJ and Colin married!
December 3 Sent second book to Lazy Day.
December 4 second book accepted!

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Publishing Cassie’s Space

9. What was your biggest failure? I don’t really don’t have anything to put for this.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Not really, arthritis flares up occasionally, but no serious problems.

11. What was the best thing you bought? An (almost) new car back in April. First time in twenty-one years I’m not driving a mom-mobile.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? Mollie’s she attends college, works in a day care, and worked as a church camp counselor this summer – and she just made straight A’s!

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? A few I’ve heard about on TV, but in real like I don’t know people like this.

14. Where did most of your money go? College tuition!

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? The two things I’ve mentioned – the wedding and my book.

16. What song will always remind you of 2013? I love silence in the car so I really don’t listen to much music.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you: a) happier or sadder? I think I’m happier.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of? Written.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of? Playing stupid games on the computer.

20. How did you spend Christmas? Home with all my family.

21. Did you fall in love in 2013? Over and over again with my family.
 
22. What was your favorite TV program? I have just been introduced to Downton Abby – fantastic.

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year? I don’t hate anyone, but I still often find my boss annoying.

24. What was the best book you read? That’s like asking which child I love best.

25. What was your greatest musical discovery? I didn’t make one. 

26. What did you want and get? A new Kindle

27. What did you want and not get? To retire.

28. What was your favorite film of this year? Catching Fire, but in all fairness it’s the only one I saw this year.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I went out to eat with friends at the ripe old age of fifty-seven.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? More money? I’m sure we would have found ways to spend more money, but we’re debt free and that means a great deal to me. But I’m really ready to retire and I think that would make me more satisfied.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2013? Is it comfortable?

32. What kept you sane? Being able to escape to my writing.

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? I’ve never been a big celebrity watcher. I’m more interested in the people I know and talk to daily.

34. What political issue stirred you the most? As you might guess I’m in favor of legal consenting adults being able to marry anyone they want to in all fifty states.

35. Who did you miss? I still miss talking with Bas and there are other blogging friends who have drifted away, their choice, that I really miss.

36. Who was the best new person you met? I have a new partner this year to go with my other fantastic partner and my less than fantastic partner. She is a very nice person.

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2013. Don’t be chicken, go for it!