It Doesn't Take Much

We have been pretty busy with various activities lately, as well as chores around the house, and have also been sharing one another's seasonal colds. So unfortunately spanking has taken a bit of a back seat (no pun intended). Over the past few weeks our regular date has either been postponed until a more convenient day and time, or has been cancelled altogether.

When I wasn't feeling up to par, or was preoccupied with other concerns, I really didn't mind. But once my commitments had been dealt with and I was feeling fit and well, I started to get a craving for some bottom-warming. We had agreed upon a makeup session in two days' time, but I wanted a little advance on that reward.

We were in the kitchen together, and somehow the subject of spanking came up in the conversation. I really don't know how that could have happened! Anyway, it did, and we were laughing about it, and hugging each other, as we often do. Ron's hands traveled from my waist to my bottom, and without planning to, I blurted out:

"Will you beat me just a little?"

Without a word, Ron's hands gripped my bottom cheeks, then he gave me at least a dozen quick, hard slaps on both cheeks at once. I don't know about you, but I like my cheeks spanked alternately. It seems to give me a chance to process the pain better. But having both globes on fire at once is quite overwhelming.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Even after he had stopped, I kept on yelping. Once I had caught my breath and realized that was just what I had needed, I threw my arms around Ron again. He responded by giving me a second helping of two-handed spanks.

"OW! OW! OW!" It hurt even more the second time! I struggled to free myself and gasped, rubbing my sore posterior.

"That hurt," I complained.

"You're welcome," replied Ron.

I was on top of the world for the rest of the evening, and when I woke up the next morning I felt satisfied and contented. I couldn't figure out why, then I remembered. I'd had a spanking. It really hadn't been much, by our usual standards, but a little attention was all it took to please me. I also made sure that Ron knew it.

"That spanking yesterday really hurt".

"You deserved it."

Wow! Ron rarely says things like that, and when he does, it really gets my juices flowing. He must have had something bigger and better on his mind too.