Wednesday, July 8, 2009

She Must Know!

I am pretty sure that Betty knows that my wife spanks me. I also think that she not only knows but has either seen or heard some of my actual spanking the other day. I must admit that it is both embarrassing and exciting. 

The other day after my shower and shave I reported as instructed to Rachel in "her" room. Interestingly enough she has never referred to our room as "her" room before. Rachel was in the bathroom so I stood there waiting, heart pounding and palms sweaty until she was ready for me. The room wasn't very bright since the lights were off and the shade was pulled about 1/2 up. Since we are on the first floor we have one of those "up down" blinds that you can either pull up from the bottom or pull down from the top. It is handy since we usually have it raised up from the bottom which allows light to get in from top part of the window while still affording privacy on the bottom portion or so I thought. 

The bathroom door slid open and Rachel stood there for a second. She was back lit and looked stunning wearing a bright red silky camisole and a satiny short bathrobe.  She walked toward the bed and placed something just under her pillow. That is when she asked me if I liked what I saw. I immediately responded a positive and enthusiastic "Yes!" Then she asked me if I thought I deserved any of this as she gestured up and down her body. Honestly I was a little taken-a-back and hesitated. I knew that I had been difficult the past day or so and that I was there for a spanking. I felt that this was gong to be a disciplinary spanking. Before I could respond Rachel said that I was in for a "real spanking" and that I had better "behave" properly if I was to get any of "this" anytime soon. With that Rachel took my hand lead me to the bed, pulled down my undies and tugged my wrist toward her. Before I knew it I was over her knee bare ass. This was so out of character for her I was pretty much stunned. That is when I felt the first smack on my ass cheek followed by a few more in quick succession. In a firm but calm voice Rachel started to outline my "inappropriate behavior" of the past week and telling me that it was not acceptable and that there were going to be "new standards". That is when she said I really needed to get the point and that I had agreed to spanking...."all kinds of spankings". Then she leaned over and reached behind the pillow. A second later I felt a major sting, followed by a succession of major stings. Then a brief pause as her hand rubbed my buns to be followed by a succession of sharp swats and some comments about my attitude, pink factor of my buns and more comments on how my behavior was going to improve. I let out a few yelps since she was getting the same spot several times in succession and it was stinging like a mother! I began to squirm but to no avail since her leg entwined mine and I was fairly well locked in position. Being held in place against her smooth legs and knowing she was in charge was a major turn on but the stinging was now taking priority.

That is when I noticed that from my new prone position that I could look up thru the top part of the window that was uncovered and I could see what I thought was my neighbor at her window. I was horrified that she might be able to see down from her second floor right to where I was being spanked. I immediately began to squirm and wiggle and try to let Rachel know. She only responded with "stop squirming" and "we aren't done here yet." To say I was embarrassed and humiliated that Betty was probably watching is an understatement. Strangely I also felt excited and turned on. That is when Rachel told me to raise my buns. As I did she reached between my legs and grabbed my balls and mentioned that they were nice and smooth. "Just like a good boys should be." With that she gave me several more swats. Rachel then stopped, rubbed my buns and kept me in position over her knee for several minutes. As she soothed my buns with her hand Rachel spoke softly about being well behaved. 

I was afraid to look up toward the window since I was pretty sure I now had a witness.  Oh my God, Betty must know for sure now. I felt several emotions, embarrassment, humiliation, ashamed, excited and loved. I also felt proud of my wife and that she was able to "really spank". I was amazed at all of this but felt reassured and comforted that discussing spanking and heading down this path seems right.

The fact that Betty probably witnessed this magnified my feelings but also seemed a bit funny. I am known for my excellent sense of humor and a quick wit and I must admit that this was a bit funny in its own way. I think this is partially because of my relationship with Betty. I will write about her in the future as well as how I feel when I actually see her again.  

Once I was given permission to get up Rachel instructed me to get the lotion and to come back and massage her legs. I quickly answered "yes ma'am" and ran to get the lotion with my shorts at half mast. When I returned she said firmly and sternly that I should get a towel to place under her legs. I responded again without a thought "yes ma'am" and immediately ran for a towel. Who says spanking doesn't work?  Rachel called after me to pull up my undies. That is when I thought I heard a little chuckle from her. When I came back she was laying on the bed, head propped up by some pillows and a odd but satisfied look on her face. I placed the towel under her legs and knelt beside the bed and began giving her a wonderful leg massage.

1 comment:

Recidavist said...

Well, if she knows, she knows. Nothing you can do now, except move. Provided she doesn't take advertising space out in the local paper its probably not the end of the world. People have can surprise us sometimes, yes there are nasty gossips out there but I think that by and large most people respect their neighbors secrets, its what being neighbors is all about, like cleaning gutters.

R