Freedom!!

I love having my car back!! And what a time to get it! It is warm and beautiful. I have the top down and my shades on! Now I know why all those boy wanted to dance with me at the wedding, they are lusting after my car!! No kidding I feel as carefree as a child when school is over for the day. I can go anywhere I like and do anything I want at least until it’s time for Tom to be home and then my little behind better be home!

I got a call from the girls. They are planning a trip to he east coast in April, before Tom’s job is finished. This is a girl’s trip and they want me to join them. I am dying to get together with them. We will probably go to the beach. I say we, that is, if I can talk Tom into this. We have been taking our all girls trip a couple of times a year for the last 5 or 6 years but Tom really doesn’t like them at all. Usually I can talk him into it if it is somewhere near where we live. But he has been a bit over protective these days (even for him) so this is going to take some finesse!

Traditionally these women have been my partying buddies. Three of these women I have know longer than I have known Tom. Now we have done some pretty wild partying in our day but we have really mellowed and gained some sense over the years, not that Tom has noticed! The man has a memory like an elephant! I know he is going to bring up the trip to the toy store the last time we went off alone – but I will remind him that the last time they planned a similar trip I did not go because I knew he didn’t want me too. I know it’s hard on Tom. He really likes these women; of course he also thinks they need their butts blistered on a regular basis, and since that is not going to happen he is leery of their influence on me when we are all together with out the guys.

As I sit here and try to come of with a list of good arguments for why he should let me go I realize how much easier it would be if I could argue his side instead! Of course going over some of our more memorable adventures has helped come up with possible posts. But as I post some of these old stories you must remember that they happened over years and years! I really do not do things to drive Tom so crazy on a daily basis. Sometimes when I read back over by blog I know that you folks must think I am a nut! Truly if you talked to the people that know us they would tell you we are just a boring old married couple. Maybe closer than most but I can assure you there would be heart attacks in our church if it were discovered that I was the author of a spanko-sex blog!! And if it is ever discovered I think I will have the first one!

Wonderful Weekend

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend. Tom is working like crazy to get everything finished up on this project!! It won’t be long now and he promised me he would not take anymore jobs in the near future. I couldn’t talk him into saying never again but I am still trying! He worked Saturday morning and it was so pretty here! I worked out in my garden with Ryan (my teen driver) trying to get everything ready to plant soon. Tom was home by lunch time and I abandoned Ryan to his tasks. Tom has hired him to do the mowing and general yard work and baby-sit me although that last part might not be in the actual job description!

We had a big wedding at the church Saturday evening. I wanted to fix up pretty and I need a few things so I told Tom I needed to go out. Without saying anything I gave him my most pleading “Please give me my car keys back I promise to do everything as if you were sitting right there with me and I won’t be gone a hour!!” look! IT WORKED!! I have my keys! The toy is mine again!! Tom started to say something and I told him if he was going to give a lecture on everything I could or couldn’t do we would miss the wedding. Okay that got me a few good swats for being smart but then he kissed me and said he would see me in an hour.

I was home in 45 minutes and put the key on my hook. Tom gave me a very serious look. He said “Don’t make me regret this Cassie.” He won’t regret it that is my promise to him!

The wedding was beautiful! And they had a most wonderful reception! We danced and danced! It had been many months since Tom and I had danced! I can’t tell you how much I had missed it. Tom is a marvelous dancer. I also dance with all the teenage boys there and they were the ones who asked me!! It must have been some kind of dare but they were so sweet. Tom gave me some champagne and we toasted the bride and groom. I hope they will be as happy as we are!

Now between how tired we have both been lately and how good it felt dancing with him I was dying to get him home and into bed. I went up as soon as we got home and got ready for bed. He came up about 20 minutes later. There is a feeling I always get when his is dress very formally and I am nude. I go weak kneeled and feel like I can hardly breathe. He definitely knows this and takes full advantage of it. I was in bed; he came in and told me to sit up. I did feeling very exposed. Why do I feel this way as long as we have been married? He asked me how many men I had danced with beside him. I told him none because they were all boys. He wanted the number. I told him I thought there were six and he informed me that actually their were eight. He waked over and picked up the leather paddle and said “So you danced with eight good looking, young men while leaving your poor husband fighting off the advances of every widow there? You better come over here to me!” I loved every minute of this yet it was still hard to make myself walk over to him!

He told me he thought 10 swats per dance would be appropriate and it was not only appropriate it was wonderful. There was just a warm glowing sting until he got to the last 20 then he lit me up! All I wanted to do was rip his clothes off but he told me to get back on the bed. I watched as he got undress. Often he lays his clothes on the chair and I put everything away the next day but no, in an effort to torture me took his time and put everything just where it belonged!

When he finally came to bed he kissed me on the forehead and turned over as if he was going it sleep! HA! Not a chance I just reached down and grabbed what I wanted! Strangely that is the only time Tom doesn’t seem to mind me not acting like a lady! We had some good loving! This was a wonderful weekend and soon Tom will be all mine, all day, every day! Now that will really be heaven!

Throwing a fit

My goodness I never seem to get here anymore and I miss all of you so much! Everyone is very nice to me at school but this is one of the few places that I truly feel like myself. But Tom and I have so little time together in the evening I want to be with him anytime I can. Tonight he had a late meeting, which is very unusual these days so I though I would spend my time writing.

Maggie mentions that MrC would not take too kindly to her throwing things and slamming doors. Believe it or not Tom is pretty tolerant about slamming doors. You just cannot live with a husband as controlling as mine without having some release every now and then! Now if I slam a door and he has no idea what I am angry about he will usually come find me and find out what’s going on. If he knows what I am mad about he will usually ignore it. Now I have found out over the years is that if I slam that same door 4 or 5 times in a rowTom is going to come and burn a blister on my butt! I have learned not to do that too often.

But when it comes to throwing things he is much less tolerant! Very unladylike in his book! When I do loose my temper and fling something across the room it is usually when I know he is going to spank me anyway. (Now the ice bucket was different. I was just so frustrated that he wouldn’t listen to me that time!)

The worse trouble I got into throwing something was when we had only been married 5 or 6 years. Tom was going somewhere, I can’t remember if it was something to do with work or golfing or what, but I didn’t want him to go. I had fumed about it most of the morning. I was still fussing at him when he finally told me “That’s enough”. He kissed me and headed out the door. I picked up a little pewter figurine and threw it at the door as hard as I could. I figured he had probably gotten to the car already he wouldn’t hear it. Sad to say my aim was off and the figurine smashed through the glass panel beside the door!

On yes, Tom heard it! I stood there in shock until I heard Tom yell “Cassie Jane!” Then I headed for the back door! I didn’t have a chance. He caught up to me in the kitchen.

“Tom it was an accident… I didn’t mean to… It slipped…” He totally ignored me as he quickly took me back to the bedroom. No warm up that day! My skirt was up and my panties down before I could get my bearings. He went to work with that hateful ivory hairbrush, always his implement of choice when I really messed up! He let me know his exact feelings as he spanked! “You need to learn to control your temper little one! Ladies do not throw things when they are upset! Do you have any idea how much that door is going to cost to replace?” I am sure that there was more but he was burning me up! That often affects my hearing!

Of course I am much calmer and more in control these days. I have found other ways to drive Tom crazy and most of our little table top decorations and the glass on our door is quite safe!

The Trip

I haven’t yet told you about the trip we took a few weeks ago. It was a wonderful trip at least after the first day and that day needed to happen. I have been on many business trips with Tom. He goes off to work while I sleep late, shop, eat, watch TV and wait for him to come in and we go out somewhere. Our first morning there he informs me that I would be accompanying him to the office for the day. I was furious! And what, I asked him was I supposed to do all day? He told me to bring a book or my journal. I asked him if I would have access to a computer and he told me no. Now I know I got myself in to this but enough is enough and I told him so. Except for a hard pop on the rear he completely ignored what I said and told me to hurry. I was really mad and I didn’t say a word as we drove in.

Once we got there Tom asked someone, a secretary maybe, if there was a lounge or somewhere I could set up for the day. She gave me am odd look but let us to a small room with a few chairs and a table. I was still seething and as Tom started to leave I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm, “Wait, don’t I get my coloring book and crayons?” I could tell by the look on his face that I was in danger of pushing my luck too far so I hushed – for the moment.

After a silent ride back to the hotel that evening he informed me that I needed a major attitude adjustment. He said that I had given him plenty of reasons to not leave me on my own with nothing to do and that he was not going to put up with my sarcastic comments and that I needed to get hold of myself. Don’t you think that would have been the best time to apologies? Looking back now that might have been a better choice than the one I made. My choice was throwing my book across the room and shouting that he had made me look like a damn fool. Please don’t tell me what an idiot I am I know!! I had just had a horrible day and had sat there seething for most of it.

Believe it or not Tom did not take well to my cursing and throwing things! He didn’t even sit down he just tucked me under his arm and sailed into my rear. Yes he was really mad and it wasn’t hard to tell. I was still mad too but at least had the sense not to argue when he sent me to the bedroom to wait on him. He left me alone for a long time. Way too much time, I didn’t want anymore time to think. I had spent the day just being mad but sitting there waiting on him gave me the time to realize that what was making me feel so angry was guilt. When Tom found out how I had messed up the last few months he did spank me but things still weren’t finished in my mind. I knew I that I had done one thing in particular that had upset and frightened him terribly and the guilt was really weighting on me.

I don’t like guilt; it is the worse feeling for me! If Tom were to find out I had stolen a car and robbed a bank the first thing I would probably say is “Well it’s your fault you wouldn’t give me my keys and I didn’t have any money!” Guilt is horrible! But in our house I don’t ever ask for anything other that a gg spanking. Even with the guilt I was feeling I could never have just asked him to take care of it. As I sat there I felt worse and worse and I was crying by the time Tom came in. He asked me what I was crying about and I blurted it out. He told me that it was over and done with. “But it’s not” I wailed “you are still mad!” He said “it’s not me that is still upset about it Cassie. Do you think that there is still something we need to take care of?” I nodded into his chest. I guess that is as close as I could come to asking.

Well he did indeed take care of it! He undressed me and then I heard him take off his belt. I guess he believed it was what I needed too because it was a most thorough spanking! When he was finished he just held me until I was all cried out. I cried myself to sleep but when I woke he was still there holding me. I felt like I could breath easy again. It felt like my heart was inflating. I didn’t feel like going out to dinner. Tom ordered room service. I curled up in my robe and lay on the couch and Tom actually sat in the floor and fed me. I had never felt so relaxed, so forgiven, so loved.

Where we were staying there were several shops and several restaurants. The next day, Tom said I could stay there as long as I stayed in the hotel. By this time I almost went with him anyway just to be in the same building with he was in! LOL! I just stayed in the room all day and smiled. That was the last day he had to work and the next four days were sheer heaven! We did a little sight seeing; we did lots of talking, lots of loving. I finally even talked him out of he AM bike rides!! But I still haven’t gotten the keys or the cards back. I’ll get them eventually and it really doesn’t matter, between Tom and my little ones at school and my on line friends my life is quite full at the moment and I love feeling like me again!

School Days

I am so excited! I just found out today that Tom’s job should officially be ending by the middle of April!! And although I never thought I would ever say this, I may keep working until the end of the school year. Can you imagine me going off to work and leaving Tom home??! He thinks it is a good idea too. Tom knows I always brighten up around children. I might not go every day but several days a week I think. Ryan (my teen driver) wants me to start subbing at the high school. But I know a little about that age group and all they want to do is see what they can get away with. I would probably be right in the middle of things helping them out! I do not need a note sent home to Tom from the principal!!

Spring is certainly on the way. Crocuses are all over my flowerbeds. At school the playground is warm and inviting. Do you know I had to teach these poor, deprived children to play hopscotch? Tom can forget that silly bike; I am getting my exercise hopping, skipping and jumping! I also play T-ball and kick ball! I love to hear the children laugh and watching me kick the ball and run the bases has them rolling! I think the teachers are laughing just as hard! But I don’t care.

Tom loves this because he says I babble away all evening about my children. I had a hard winter and Tom says he realizes now just how quiet I had gotten (not normal for me!). He laughs at me when I talk too fast and run on and on but he loves it. He always likes it when I am happy, that’s how I get away with so much!!

There is a happy ending!

As I write this I don’t know if all of you guessed the Fantasy Friday story was mine or not. But yes I wrote it and yes I actually lived it. Lest anyone worry please remember that we have celebrated our 37th anniversary. We are the happiest most in love couple I know! Since I began writing the blog this story has been in my mind. One reason I wanted to share it was to show you what true love can overcome. We survived to become the people we are today. Sadly the events in this story were not an isolated event. I pulled some version of this several times before Tom finally put an end to it.

Tom always spanked when I did something wrong but somehow I needed more. Sometimes now when I look back on it I think that I was looking for someone to mistreat me. That was what I knew, that was my normal. The overwhelming all consuming love that Tom was giving me was incomprehensible to me. I would go into moods, probably depression. I felt so unworthy of Tom and when it got bad I would get mad and then I would bolt.

Finally Tom got to where he could read the signs of when one of these moods was coming on. He says I would get quiet – try to avoid him and eventually I would get bitchy and hateful. Tom finally realized that this was the time to spank, and Theresa, some of these spankings rival Danny and Mayye at their worse! I fought; I did not want to submit! Tom was determined that he would provide what I needed even if that included harsher treatment than he would have liked. But Tom never wavered; he never gave up, never backed down and finally, eventually, slowly I realized that my life had changed. I finally came to believe and understand that Tom loved me. I think he was the first person that ever did.

I wanted to tell this story but I would not have done so unless Tom said that I could. I want everyone to see that Tom saved my life. He has made my life worth living and that he is truly the most wonderful man in the world. I may fuss and fume about Tom and some of the things he does but I am very rarely really mad at him! He still spanks both for fun and whenever he thinks it is necessary. But you will never find a couple more in love than we are.

My thanks to Tiggr for including this story in Fantasy Friday.

Three Word Meme

CeeCi tagged me and she is right I haven’t done one of these in a long time. Thanks, CeeCi! This was fun!

1. Where is your cell phone? On the charger.
2. Boyfriend/girlfriend? Just my husband.
3. Hair? Soft gray now.

4. Your mother? No longer living.
5. Your father? Same as mother.
6. Your favorite item(s)? Computer, creditcards, CAR!

7. Your dream last night? I don’t remember.

8. Your favorite drink? Sweet ice tea.

9. Your dream guy/girl? Only my Tom.

10. The room you are in? My computer room.

11. Your fear? Won’t answer this.

12. What do you want to be in 10 years? Tom’s beloved wife.

13. Who did you hang out with last night? Tom, Tom, Tom.

14. What are you not? Young and beautiful.

15. Are you in love? Yes, with Tom.
16. One of your wish list items? To drive again.
17. What time is it. Eight forty-five.

18. The last thing you did? Fed the cats.
19. What are you wearing? Nightgown, robe, slippers
20. Your favorite book? Miss Julia series
21. The last thing you ate? Cookies and coffee
22. Your life? Is a joy.
23. Your mood? Happy and content.
24. Your friends? Are a delight.
25. What are you thinking about right now? Those delightful friends.
26. Your car? Sporty little convertible / Off limits now! (sorry)
27. What are you doing at this moment? Playing on computer.
28. Your summer? Travel with Tom.
29. Your relationship status? Well loved wife.

30. What is on your TV screen? Some game show.

31. When is the last time you laughed? At these questions!

32. Last time you cried? Tuesday at school.

33. School? Precious little ones.

This and that.

Eva, Elis, tell me how in the world you can teach all day and have the energy to even find your way home in the afternoons?? I do not have any of the responsibility and I am glad that I don’t even have to drive myself home. But I really do love it, well most of it. Today there was a problem. Apparently I am a consequence/ reward. I have been working with first graders. I get to read with them individually. Today Alan was really acting up. Finally when he got his 4th strike the teacher took him aside and told him that he had lost his turn to read with “Miss Cassie” today. He promptly burst into tears… and so did I! I am sorry girls I know that that wasn’t very professional. I stepped out of the room while she soothed him then she came out to soothe me!! I may not be cut out for this.

I wanted to tell everyone I have a new boyfriend -- besides this little fellow in class! A young man from our church takes me to school each morning and home each afternoon. Our high school is on an adjoining campus. Tom made this arrangement for me because he STILL won’t let me drive. I thought after all the talking last week he would relent but no my short leash still doesn’t reach the keys! AARRRRGGGGGG! How much trouble do you think I would get into if I talked this fine young man into playing hooky just one day?? It is so much fun to talk to, and mostly listen, to a teenager.

I haven’t written about our trip last week. It started out a bit rough but most of it was just wonderful! I want to blog about it but I want to be able to do it justice. So it may take a little while. I did finally talk Tom into letting me give up the middle of the night bike rides (he called it morning). Now I just have to ride at least 5 miles every day before Tom gets home. By the way – do you know how quickly a 17 year old can ride 5 miles on an exercise bike! LOL! I’ll write more when I can!!