The paddling's continue. Saturday morning we took a trip to the woodshed. Bacall put on her polka dot, I can take whatever you are giving, panties. I put on something, can't recall. I choose the Myrtlewood for my backside and Bacall selected her Holey paddle and the Teacher's paddle. Out the back door we went in our panties and robes carrying our paddles to the woodshed.
She bent over the back of a chair and I started with the Holey paddle. Surprise, before I got very far, she was jumping around saying she was having a sensitive day. I went easy on her and she decided she would pass on the Teacher's paddle.
When it was my turn, I bent over the same chair and she put some warmth in my backside with the Myrtlewood. It was not that many licks. But, it was enough.
This morning I somehow I got it into my mind that few paddle licks would feel really good. I rolled it over a few times and decided yes, I wanted to feel some wood. I walked into the den where she was and wiggled my bottom at her. This is like a red flag to a bull. She said she would love to turn my bottom red. I said, With rouge? Off she goes and returns with a makeup brush and rouge. I dropped my pants and she started brushing my backside, asking me if it felt good. I said not so much and that's when she pulled out the red paddle she had hidden and started in on me. Only 8 licks, but wow. That sucker has not lost a whit of sting over our married life. I enjoyed it.
We are eagerly anticipating the twelve days of Christmas to begin. The Santa spoon is hanging on the mantel along with the Christmas stockings, which heightens our anticipation. We will refrain from posting other Christmas themed pictures until a few days before the 25th.