Friday, November 10, 2006

Weeknight Wonders

"All right, young lady, bend over and grab your ankles."

The sound of those words sent a lightning bolt through my entire body. Had they been spoken in our bedroom as a prelude to some energetic lovemaking, it would have been exciting. However, when I'm standing in the middle of the kitchen on a Wednesday evening and beginning to prepare dinner, it's positively mind blowing.

Randy and I have gotten into a kind of a rut lately. Oh, we've enjoyed our share of good spankings and sex. But most of the time, it's been limited to weekends when both of us are home, rested, and relatively unencumbered by the burdens of the outside world. So a weeknight romp is a special treat.

When those magical words reached my ears, a spanking was the furthest thing from my consciousness. I had a mental list of tasks to be completed and I was multitasking in hopes of checking off as many as possible. Suddenly, the priorities had changed. I was to be spanked.

I didn’t give a moment’s thought to resisting. I’ve been conditioned over time to simply accept Randy’s overtures unless I have a compelling reason to the contrary. I bent forward from the waist, reaching down to place my hands in the specified position. My bottom was stretched and jutting upward in manner Randy favors. He hadn’t asked me to remove my jeans so they remained in place.

As I contemplated my predicament, I heard the sound of my dear spouse rummaging through the drawers. He was no doubt hunting for an appropriate spanking tool. He found a wooden serving spoon. I caught a quick glimpse of what he had in his hand before he disappeared behind me.

Instantly, the spanking was upon me. Randy applied quick, stinging swats up one cheek and down the other. My pants provided a certain degree of protection, but my man seemed to recognize this as he increased the intensity of the blows. Stretched out as I was in that position, the natural padding of my bottom was considerably less effective.

The spanking, as painful and jarring as it was, was also quite welcome. Nothing cuts through the stress of a difficult week like a good, hard spanking. Even as I yipped with discomfort, my true feelings were quite evident between my legs. Randy continued to spank my denim-covered seat for several minutes. It definitely hurt, but as is so often the case, I eventually reached a place where that didn’t matter so much.

When my husband stood me up again, I figured he would pull down my jeans for another full measure of spanking. Not so. He took me in his sinewy arms and held me tightly. His kiss was that of a passionate lover. His hands roamed over the surface of my clothes before beginning to remove them. My shirt came off and shortly thereafter, my bra did as well. Randy’s lips kissed and sucked my nipples. His tongue lapped them. When his teeth gently bit my nipples, my desire took flight.

Next, my jeans were finally lowered to the floor. At this point, I was so excited by the spanking and the sensuous foreplay that my knees felt weak. He could truly do with me as he wished. Randy carefully inspected the pink hue of my skin and declared it to be satisfactory. His hands then slipped inside my panties and pulled them down to point where I could step out.

Now I stood in the center of my kitchen, with dinner ingredients strewn about, wearing just a necklace and socks. My man grasped me under the arms and lifted me so that I was sitting on the edge of the counter. The surface felt very hard against my freshly toasted sit spots. I spread my legs as he stepped toward me. Again, we embraced. The open-mouthed kiss we shared was drenched with impatient lust. Soon his pants were down and, to my delight, he was entering me.

I’d love to tell you that we had a wonderful session there on the counter, but we didn’t. The angle was all wrong. It just didn’t work. However, where there’s a willy, there’s a way. We ended up in the living room with me face down over the back of the couch. We knew well the virtues of this position. Randy intermittently smacked my fleshy seat as he thrust. These delightful dual pain and pleasure sensations rapidly drove me to a shuddering release. He continued a bit longer before finding his own sweet conclusion.

In the aftermath, we both felt drained, yet quenched. A brief snuggle on the couch evolved into an extended snuggly nap. I never did prepare that meal. A couple of hours later we ordered carry-out Chinese food. Isn’t it amazing how good everything tastes after great sex?

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Doc said...

1) That sounds like the perfect stress cutter

2) I hope you didn't sit on any of the strewn about ingrediants

3) Carry-out chinese food is always wonderful

Lol. Hearing about you and Randy always makes me smile. It's nice to read about people so much in love, who have been so for so long.

bbobb said...

Way to go Bonnie!

I can only assume that Randy saw your post about inappropriate uses for paddles and that's what prompted the weeknight spanking. :-)


Anonymous said...

Bonnie~ Makes me jealous to think that while you were doing all that, I was ... well shoot, I don't even remember what I was doing wednesday night but it sure as heck wasn't THAT. You lucky lady, you.


Katie_Spades said...


That sounds likea fantastic time! Awesome, good for you guys!

BTW, great story, thanks for sharing!


Sexy Sadie said...

Well, thank God in Heaven that there were at least two people on this planet having appropriate fun and pleasure on Wednesday night! I believe I was watching Lost.

Denise said...

Oh my! Delicious story. Thanks for sharing. Gives a girl hope.

jujubees1 said...

Oh my my my, that was hot! I was watching Lost Wednesday night like sadie. I would have rather been doing what you were doing Bonnie, I guess I will take some comfort that Lost was actually a fairly good episode this week! :)

Thanks for that Bonnie!

New Beginnings said...

I tell you, Bonnie, this is what it's all about! Thanks for sharing such a great evening!


A.S.S. said...

Lovely hump day, for sure. Just make sure to wash those counters down.

~Todd & Suzy

Kayley said...

"Nothing cuts through the stress of a difficult week like a good, hard spanking." Amen! :)

The couch... gotta love the couch and the table or the counter, but you're right, it's all about the angle.

Bonnie, hot story! It's always sweeter and more exciting when the spanking comes out of blue sky. Gotta love those spanks! :)


naughty nikki said...

MMmm . . . . that was a very hot story! I love the over the back of the couch position as well!

Anonymous said...

That was so yummy, Bonnie!!!


Lisa said...

well, leave it to me to be busy and almost miss that juicy story. Thanks for sharing, nothing like a bit of fun to break up the week.

Anonymous said...

A spanking on a tightly stretched bottom definatley hurts more than on a slack one, and I think that a covering of tight jean, can enhance it, sort of bundling one's cheeks into more receptive globes, not allowing them to bounce as when they are bare. Susan.

Bonnie said...

Doc - (1) I sure think so! (2) I guess that could have been a carrot... (3) It definitely tasted great to us.

It's events like this that keep that love burning bright.

Bbobb - The sight of me bending over is typically all the inspiration he needs.

Eva - A weeknight frolic is a fairly rare event around here. I'm grateful for these unscheduled spanking adventures.

Kate - You're most welcome! I love fun spankings.

Sadie - It wasn't on my planner, but it was just what I needed.

Denise - You're welcome. Keep the faith!

Jujubees - I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks!

Elis - You are so right!

Todd and Suzy - Good thought... We wouldn't want our fun to become unhygienic. :D

Kay - That couch has been the site of many exciting episodes. We just added another fine chapter to that book.

NN - Thanks!

Tigger - Thank you!

Lisa - It definitely put a smile on my face.

Susan - Yep, that was precisely my experience. Ow!

Edward said...

We've found that play time during the week helps with the sress of dealing with the outside world.

Paul said...

Great story Bonnie, unexpected is always best,
Warm hugs,

Spanky said...
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Spanky said...

Great post, Bonnie! Ever since I discovered your blog a few days ago, I have barely been able to keep my wife off the computer! You have inspired us to start our own blog, at Spanky Loves Kallisto

It is still pretty rough, but we are already having fun with it (and each other) thanks to you. Thanks again!

Bonnie said...

Edward - I completely agree!

Paul - Thanks. I think so too.

Spanky - I'm enjoying your blog a lot. you're off ot a fine start.

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