Last night Ron and I were having some fun in the kitchen. I put my arms around him for a hug. He squeezed me tight, but kept his arms firmly around my waist. I waited, and when they didn't wander any lower, I reached back and tried to push his hands toward my bottom. His grip tightened, then he tapped me gently on the back of the head.
"Hey, don't whack my head," I protested. "That's not my erogenous zone."
"Yes it is."
"No it isn..." I stopped in mid-sentence. He was absolutely right. My enjoyment of spanking and all bum-centric activities originate in my head.
Then Ron relented and gave me some light pats, alternating between my head and my bottom. I laughed, and had an idea.
"Let's see if you can pat my head and rub my bum at the same time." I'm not really sure if he succeeded or not, but he tried his best until the oven timer sounded and we had to stop because dinner was ready.
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