He told me it wasn't nice to tease.
I didn't listen, I kissed his adorable little butt again, just at the spot that was peeking out from the blanket.
He said I really should stop teasing him.
I giggled and asked, "but why, what will happen if I don't?"
He said, "you'll get another spanking."
To which we both responded by cracking up laughing as I stated the obvious, "That is not going to deter me from anything." I did however stop teasing him, poor guy he has had a long hard week.
This has been his first full week back to work. I thought he should go back to work 1/2 days, but he did not feel that way. It was his decision to make and I respect that. I also understand why he made this decision and it's just one of the many reasons I love him. I've tried to be supportive and think I have been pretty successful.
If either of us ever needed proof that flipping that little sub switch in my head is a good thing this week would probably have been it. He comes home exhausted with barely enough energy to get in the door. But that's all the energy he has needed because once he gets in the door, I've been there to take care of him.
I've cooked and cleaned and baked. He relaxed and enjoyed good food and rested.
He has an active job, on his feet all day working with heavy equipment, his muscles have been sore. I have given back massages and leg and feet massages every night.
I found myself awake early one morning, Musicman was too. I had the time to explore his beautiful, hard cock, I kissed him good morning and had a chat with him and the boys.(Yes, I refer to my husband's equipment as him and the boys and I really do talk to them, heeheehee.) He went to work a happier man that day.
I've missed him during the day and have to get used to being home alone again. I have kept busy starting on spring cleaning. I have also been working on the paddle I wanted to make. As usual, it is going to take longer then I thought it would. When I got the leather out there was more then I remembered which opened the window of possibilities and has me trying things and rethinking as I go. That is typical for most projects of mine, but I'm good with it.
One of the pieces of leather is begging to become a flogger, but I haven't made it yet. I've thought about it and know exactly how to do it. I have everything I need, I just haven't done it, yet. I'm not sure what is causing the hesitation, but it's there and I don't have a huge urge to push at it right now. That's okay, it will work itself out when it's ready.
I hit a bit of a rough patch yesterday, I was doing something that continues to be a thorn in my side. When I address this issue I usually have all out panic attacks, that didn't happen yesterday. I was upset, but not overly so, which is a big improvement for me in this area. I also had a visit from a ghost yesterday, which cheered me up immensely.
When I got ready for bed last night I put on my Tinkerbell sleep shorts. That's when the teasing really began. They are kinda short, my butt's kinda big. I'm sure it's just the fact that it says TINK in big bright pink letters across my butt that attracts attention.
The callouses on Musicman hands are starting to come back, I didn't feel them much when he spanked over the shorts. I did when he continued to spank after lowering the shorts.
Mmmm, I slept soooo gooood last night, I was literally purring. That made Musicman laugh.