The Tale of the Run Away Wives

A long, long time ago before I became the exemplary wife that I am today I sometimes acted impulsively and with out thinking through the consequences of my actions and coming to the inevitable conclusion. This is an old story about such a time.

All five couples that are such good friends were living in Nevada then. The men had been working long hours and all the wives were getting a bit annoyed at being ignored and put off. Tom was sympathetic to a point but you know Tom and work, if it needed to be done he was going to see that it was done. But finally as things were winding down the guys told us to plan a get away for the next week and they would make up for all those lonely nights we had spent.

All our plans were made when two days before the trip the men were called to an important conference in DC. To say we were livid was an understatement! With barely two hours notice all our plans were canceled, I got a quick kiss good-by and a “We’ll make it up to you” and Tom was gone!

The gripe session began at my house not long after they left. Five extremely angry women, a fully stocked bar, access to a large supply of traveler checks and America Express cards does not make for the best combination!

I think it was Sue (of course, that’s right, it was Sue) said that she had planned for a get away and come hell or high water she was going on one. She asked if we were in and we fell in right behind her! She told us she would take care of the arrangements and for us just to pack.

I had assumed we would be heading to Vegas or somewhere in California, our usual haunts and we were at the airport before we learned our destinations. Suddenly we were on our way to Bermuda! Yes of course I did know before we got on the plane but I felt swept up in the silliness of it all and in the idea of sneaking off behind the guy’s backs. I was still full of indignation that Tom had cast our plans aside and dumped me!

If I had any doubts as we took off they were drown out in the laugher and jokes and the feeling that we were pulling off the greatest stunt in history. But it is a long way to Bermuda. After hours of talking and joking I fell asleep. Waking up slowly on the plane it took me a minute to become aware of where I was. Suddenly the realization of what I had done hit me!! I knew Tom was going to kill me! I don’t have panic attacks, too bad; it would have been a good time for one! The others were still laughing about it but they were not married to Tom.

The girls could tell that I was getting really upset and they tied to comfort me in their own way. Most of the statements were to the affect of “Well once we get back what can they do? We will already have enjoyed the trip. If they are pissed – too bad! They shouldn’t have postponed our trip!” Now this was after the cruise and they knew darn well what Tom could and would do but they always chose to ignore this fact.

As soon as we got to the hotel I sent Tom a telegram telling him exact where we were. I tried to make it sound perfectly normal.

“Took quick trip to pass the time while you were busy.
Don’t worry. Will be home soon. Cassie”

Although I knew what I was in for when we got back I was able to put it out of my mind for the moment and after unpacking we were out on the town! Bermuda is a beautiful place! Many of the buildings are in pastel colors. It seemed at that time everyone rode little motor scooters. The fact that we had no idea how to ride did not deter us one bit. We rented some and we were off like a shot! No idea how to ride, no helmet, no idea which side of the road to drive on … why we weren’t killed is still a mystery. But oh my, we did have fun that day!

By the time we got back to the hotel we were dead tired and slept for hours. But when we got up we were ready to party. We were having a wonderful meal complete with champagne when a bellhop showed up at our table with five telegrams. My stomach did a slow roll as he handed me mine. The four others tore theirs opened and found a variety of responses but most boiled down to some form of “When you get home I am cutting off your allowance”. I had a feeling that mine said nothing about money.

I was right. My telegram consisted of six words:

“I’m going to wear you out.”

Now this was not exactly a news flash but seeing it in print sent a shiver down my spine and I suddenly really wished that I was home. The girls wanted to know what mine said but I told them it was none of their business and tucked it in my bra. Although we had a good evening after that I could feel the telegram and my focus was never far from Tom.

By the next morning my natural optimism had returned. What ever was going to happen wouldn’t happen until I got home so I decided to enjoy myself while I could. That morning was devoted to shopping and we put our hearts into it. The afternoon found us lounging at the pool. I was walking back from the outdoor bar when I spotted Tom walking toward me. Now as you read this you might have been expecting Tom to show up. But I swear I never believer for a minute that he would actually come to Bermuda!

Tom has way of throwing me off kilter with out ever trying. He walked right past the girls who were sitting there with their mouths opened. He came to me and gave me a kiss that I felt down to my toes then whispered in my ear “Did you get my telegram?” I felt frozen I could not say a word. Tom walked me back to the girls and sat down with us. He took my drink, sipped it and sat it down on the other side of him. Sue was the first to find her voice “So I suppose you came to drag Cassie back by the hair?” Tom just smiled. Ann asked “Did any of the other guys come with you?” “Nope”, he answered, “they said you could just find you own way home.” Sue started again “And you didn’t think Cassie was capable of finding her way home? I still hadn’t said a word. My heart was still thudding in my chest when Tom turned to Sue and said “I came because I missed my wife. I wanted to see her and I wanted to talk to her”. That shut her up!

What he had said gave me a warm feeling but his next words, “Cassie let’s go to the room and talk now,” made me realize just how intense that warm feeling was likely to get! I knew my chanced of talking my way out of this one was nearly nil but my mind was racing as we headed toward the room.


To be continued…

A sad story

It is with a heavy heart and a happy bottom that report the demise of two of the new toys that Tom purchased. As I told you I wasn’t in the market for any new toys but evidently Tom was. Now I am not really complaining I like playing as much as the next girl but the few playful swats he has given me with the dowel rod was enough to convince me that I was against it!!

I swear he must miss me when I am at school, and I love that! But this new toy kick has got to go! Some of the new ones are alright but the other night he decided to play with the bungee. Now Kallisto I have to tell you are a stronger woman than I! That is one hateful thing and I didn’t like it one bit!

But you know me, never one to argue with my husband, my HOH, my love. Nope not me, I didn’t argue one bit! As luck would have it my old butt was just too tough for them and they completely fell apart. Well, it was either my butt or my pruning shears I’m not sure exactly which one caused the most damage but Tom found them each in about 10 small pieces on the kitchen table when he came in from running the next morning. I heard him laughing clean upstairs as he shouted “Cassie what have you done?” Coming down ready to go to school I told him they must have fallen apart do to sever use and I was so sorry for his loss but it really wasn’t my problem. Okay, maybe it was a little of my problem since I spent most of the school day standing but when all is said and done it did seem worth it!

Shopping for

Toys

When Tom picked me up from school for our (his) Wal-Mart run I was a bit apprehensive. Certainly not worried but it’s just that when Tom is upset with me I can pretty much predict his behavior. When he is in a playful mood he is much less predictable. I am not complaining, it can be loads of fun, but it can keep a girl on her toes!

When we arrived at the store he acted as though we were at a market place on some vacation. He took the buggy and asked me to show him what I had purchased for Sue. I thought we were just looking but no – everything we came to went into the cart, a new belt, new slippers, and even a new hairbrush (have I mentioned that I hate hairbrushes??). When we got to the dowels rods Tom pause, he picked one up and tapped it on his hand. I relaxed a bit when he muttered half to himself “I don’t think I would like this”. I agreed completely and we started on when he stopped and said, “Well it wouldn’t hurt to have one on hand.” And went back and GOT one!!

I was beginning to see why Sue’s mood soured as I shopped. We picked up all the rest of the toys I had bought except for the bath brush; he wanted a short handled one, which they didn’t have at this store, and the bungee. Now I have no desire what-so-ever for a bungee cord. While he was choosing one I did manage to stay far on the other side of the cart just in case he too felt that it needed a test run. I thought we were through shopping but no! As we walked down the school supply section he stopped and picked up two rulers. A wooden one and a flexible one – didn’t someone mention one of those? Anyway I said “Oh no you don’t, you are limited to 10”. To which that deviled replied, “Maybe you were but I am only limited by my imagination”.

Can you believe I never even got to the sporting good section? Tom did. We now have a pair of ping pong paddles, and some other wicked looking paddle that I don’t even know what it’s for. We have a paint stirrer and a brand new fly swatter – he would have never thought of that if I hadn’t told him I had passed it up for Sue and a new slotted wooden spatula. As we headed to the pharmaceutical department I contented myself that there couldn’t possibly be any spanking toys here. He picked up a tube of Ben-gay and some other tube that said something about deep heat. That was about enough for me and I stood in front of the cart with my arms crossed and asked “What in the heck do you think you are doing?” “Oh that’s just in case anyone ends up sore at our house” he told me. He said he thought he was ready to check out. I said “Wait, don’t you want to get a baseball bat too?” I got a gently swat on the butt and he said we were checking out.

I truly had not thought much about the content of the basket until we were headed for the checkout. In front of us in line was the vice principal of my school and his wife who is a teacher at the school. Suddenly as she glanced into the cart everything screamed “SPANKING”! As she looked in she said “It looks like you two are into sports” as she looked at the “whatever sport it is for” paddle. Now the twins have said several times that they refer to spanking as a ‘sports event’ when they email at work and that was all I could think about. Tom seemed to be loving it as I felt myself unexpectedly blushing. Have I mentioned that watching me squirm is one of his favorite past times? Tom was talking to them about school or something when he looked back at me and said “Cassie you are looking a bit flushed. Are you feeling alright?” I knew exactly what that devil was going to say next – ‘we need to get you home and into bed’. So I started babbling away to the principal. I have no idea what I said but I would imagine I made a fool of myself. Tom was chuckling as we left the store. I was shooting him daggers on the way to the car but by the time we got there I was seeing the funny side of things myself.

Actually Tom put almost everything away when we got home. He was hungry add ready for supper. I was keeping him company as he cooked and he decided to give the new spatula a try. I suppose you could say it works! Something tells me you are not going to hear me complain about being ignored in the near future!!

You guessed it!

Coming home from a trip is usually as much fun and the trip itself, at least when you have a man as wonderful as Tom. He was out the door to greet me before I got the car turned off. Oh my! I had missed that man! We stopped in the kitchen long enough for Tom to ask if I was hungry. I wasn’t so we proceeded on to the bedroom. You know I believe Tom missed me too!

I envy those of you who have children and grandchildren but being able to make love anytime of the day with out having to think about it is pretty nice. Tom put me across his lap and asked me to tell him about my trip. He said that position was just more convent!

There was very little about the trip that he could find fault with, until I got to the gambling part. “Cassie! I believe you know my feelings about you gambling. Do you mean to tell me you actually took $400 from our friends?”

“Of course I took it” I answered, “I won it fair and square!” My good girl was feeling a bit more intense at this but Tom was laughing. I don’t think he saw it quite like going to a casino! “And just what do you think you are going to do with the money?” I had already decided on that. I told him I was dividing it between the first grade teachers I work with. You have no idea how much of their own money they spend on school supplies! He seemed to like this idea and we proceeded from the spanking to other fun endeavors!

Later we were in the kitchen for a snack when Tom wanted to know exactly what items I had come up with for Sue. Although I tried to be vague Tom wasn’t having any of it! When I finished my list Tom just stared at me. “Cassie” he started “they are going to believe I abuse you if they think I use all that!” I assured him that they knew good and well I was not abused.

Tom was quiet for a while then he said “If you recommended these items for Sue I think it’s only fair that you know what you are talking about. I believe we need to take a trip to Wal-Mart!” I was stunned for two reasons. One is that Tom has never been into spanking toys – ever! He uses his hand, the ivory brush (not much thank goodness), the school paddle that was given to him, his slipper, occasionally the ruler and of course his belt. I was the one who got the leather paddle (cannot for the life of me remember why) and then Tom got me the crop because I talked so much about it. I no longer mention new toy because he does fine with the ones we have and a few that I got Sue I DO NOT want!

The second reason that I was stunned was that Tom is not a Wal-Mart shopper! I am not sure he has been more than once or twice in his life. So I began protesting that we didn’t need anything from there but he insisted we did. He has been in such a good, almost playful, mood ever since I got back and he stopped work! He said “I believe we could use a few new things. After all a man has to have something to think about while his wife is at work!” Good Grief!

I saw that many of you were thinking along the same lines as Tom. Is he beginning to think like a blogger or are you folks just beginning to anticipate him? Anyway that was our after school errands but you will have to wait until I have more time for a complete report!

Real life blows in

I want to tell you all about getting home from the trip but real life jumped into the middle of thing and nearly blew us away! We lost several trees and had a bit of damage to the house and no power for a time. My school was closed yesterday and today because of some damage and loss of power. It has been hectic but it was also wonderful to be with Tom on the first few day of his not working.

Believe it or not after all my whining and complaining about Tom working I am going to work tomorrow and leaving him home!! I really can’t believe it myself. This was one decision that Tom left entirely up to me. He said he really wanted me home with him but that he thought the school had been good for me. I was planning to work just a few days a week but the teachers want me as much as I am willing to come so we shall see. I have never felt needed before, not by anyone other that Tom. It is a nice feeling. The teachers seem to think I am really helping and the children are so sweet to me.

Tom is driving me to school tomorrow. When he picks me up we have a special errand to run! I will be sure to tell you all about it!

Shopping spree!

We had a wonderful trip!! But I am also so happy to be home! We managed to make it through the entire trip with no police involvement! No emergency room visit! We were just five boring little old ladies. Well almost!

We shopped, we ate, we drank, we partied but all in good taste and without going overboard. There was one incident that I think you all may find somewhat interesting. Just like we do here, our conversation turned to our sex lives. The girls wanted to make another trip to a sex toy store. I told them fine but count me out!

Evidently Sue and her husband have become quite interested in spanking. If there was any discipline involved Tom would be thrilled because he has always said no one needs her bottom blistered more that Sue. However I doubt that theirs is anything but foreplay. She was annoyed that I wouldn’t go with the to the toy store. “But” she whined, “I wanted a new spanking toy!”

“Oh for goodness sake” I shot back “I can find you 10 new spanking toys at Wal-Mart in about 15 minutes!”

Well they didn’t believe me. I, of course, took this as a challenge! I said “You don’t believe me? I will bet you $100 each that I can find 10 legitimate spanking toys at the first Wal-Mart we pass. But in addition, Sue, if I come up with 10 you have to have Ted use them on you, deal?” They accepted the bet and the challenge was on!!

I am not a big Wal-Mart shopper but I knew what I was looking for and I grabbed a buggy and off we went. I thought I would hit the obvious items first. First we got a nice wooden hairbrush. They all considered that completely legitimate. Next we headed to the sections for men’s belts and I picked up a beautiful leather one. That had Sue eyeing it with some concern. Our next stop was in the shoe department for a pair of men’s slippers. Here they balked a bit. But since I had had my bottom warmed many times with Tom’s slipper I was able to convince them that I knew what I was talking about.

As we came around the corner we found ourselves in the craft section. When I stopped by the dowel rods and swished a few samples in the air the girls were standing there with their mouths hanging opened. Sue said no way; she would never let him hit her with that! “Oh no,” I told her “I only told you I would find you spanking toys! Not just ones you liked!” I selected a medium sized one and we moved on.

Next came the toy section and no one questioned my choice of a paddle ball. But I had a few eyebrow raised as I headed to the pet section. The giggling was getting out of control as I chose a leather large dog collar. Sue was beginning sweat! About this time as my mind continued to team with possibilities I asked “Am I limited to 10?” “Yes” Sue snapped. So I passed up the flyswatter and instead headed to the bath section where I picked up a lovely bath brush. The other three girls were laughing so hard by this time that people were beginning to stare.

Now you realize that I hadn’t even made it to the kitchen supply section yet. First I picked up a fairly large nearly flat wooden spoon and then a rigid plastic spatula. Sue’s mood was deteriorating rapidly. I knew what I was going for last because I knew they would have a hard time buying it.

For the last toy on my list I headed to automotive supple section where I chose a long yellow bungee cord (thanks Spanky and Kallisto!). Sue just exploded and hissed “Just what the hell is he supposed to do with that??!” I just couldn’t resist! I took the two ends in my hand and swatted Sue as hard as I could across the butt! She leapt nearly a foot in the air and yelled “Son of a bitch!!” She was holding her butt and glaring at me as if she was going to attack while the rest of us were laughing hysterically. Have you ever come close to being thrown out of Wal-Mart for unruly behavior?

Sue was rubbing her butt for the rest of the day. I loved it! As far as I can remember the only time I have ever swatted anyone. I collected my $400 and made sure every one of our purchased was packed in Sue’s bag. The dowel rod was a bit of a challenge but we got it all in. We told her we all expect a full report of the use and results. Our next meeting should prove interesting!

Come back soon and I will tell you how I got myself in a pickle because of all of this.

tripping

April is proving to be very exciting month! I love April although it is a bit cold this year! The girls should all get here by noon on Monday and then we are headed out! And even better than all that Tom will be done with work by the 15th! I will get him back, all mine!! I have big plans for that man. I would not mind doing some remodeling and work on the house provided Tom never finds out about Dave’s idea for reducing excess!

Meanwhile he has begun his typical pre-trip lecture/spanking series. He is warning me about anything and everything I could possibly do to get myself in trouble. I don’t think he even knows he is doing it. He took today (Friday) off since I had the day off school. He woke me up this morning with a very firm good girl! He always seems to spank a bit harder before I head off some where but that’s okay he’s can’t help being an old worry wart!

Now everyone try to stay off the roads next week, I am taking the toy! I think its going to be too cold to put the top down but it should be fun to tool around in. We are headed for the beach so let’s hope it will warm up a bit.

Have a wonderful Easter Weekend and I look forward to telling everyone about our trip. I am also half way through an old story I want to tell you about where I got into way more trouble than I plan to get into on this trip. I don’t plan to get into any trouble on this trip – I never plan to!!

Road Trip!!

Believe it or not Tom says I can go off with the girl next week! He is not wild about the idea, I am pretty sure he wanted to say no, but he didn’t! Actually I am almost surprised myself.

I did pick a good time to ask him. He slept late with me Saturday morning. That is such a wonderful time of day. I woke up slowly with Tom at my back. We just snuggled and kissed a bit. I was wondering when to bring up the trip, worrying about it when I guess I sighed because Tom asked me what I was thinking about.

I figured that was as good a time as any so I told them about the trip and that I wanted to go with them. It was Tom’s turn to sigh. He said “Cassie do you know how much I hate it when you’re away?” That sounded so different to me. He didn’t talk about me getting in trouble he just seemed like he misses me when I am away. I knew he would of course, but usually I only think of my missing him!

Soon, very soon his job will be finished and we will be able to spent our days together again. I can’t tell you how much I am looking forward to that! But of course my trips with the girl are special in their own way. I love all the attention Tom gives me. I crave it and demand it in one way or another if I feel I am not getting enough. But being with the girls, being out from under his thumb is also something I need once and a while and no not to go crazy, but just to be me.

His greatest concern is that he knows we girls tend to drink a bit when we are together. Tom has never liked me drinking when he is not around. More so lately it seems. I was very honest with him. I did not want to promise not to drink at all. I just told him the truth. That I would be very conscious of any drinking I did and I would not let it get out of hand!! He believes me but he is still a worry wart! But he did say I could go and yes I was a little surprised. Trust me – I am going to be an absolute angel!!