Before you think I've completely lost my mind, let me explain.
Sunday is the day my husband and I reconnect through spanking and lovemaking. For both of us, it's the perfect end to a weekend. It's something I look forward to all week, and no matter what else is going on, my weekends are always full of anticipation.
Once the spanking and the fun that follows are over, I feel relaxed and contented, and ready to face the upcoming week. Anxiety and frustration are disarmed and the ups and downs of the week gone by are forgotten.
All day long on Monday I have a subtle reminder of the lovely time I had the day before. I can usually count on my bottom being a little tender. Every time I sit down, I might wince, but I smile too. It helps keep me awake during long, boring meetings, although I might be a little inattentive. If it's my turn to take the minutes, they may be a bit sparse.
If I'm really lucky, and Ron has been very thorough, the tingly feeling might last through Tuesday as well. So I think Tuesdays are okay too.
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