During LOL days, we played Truth or Dare and Meredith dared Eric to give me an outdoor spanking. Spoiler alert! One down, two to go!
Wednesday was a half day at work and by two o'clock, Eric and I were free from the chains of his career and my J-O-B.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked, referring to our traditional pre-eat-all-day hike into the hills. It was a beautiful day, unseasonably warm, and I was excited. I love this hike, one we used to do regularly when we were dating, and it had been two years since we had been back.
The trail was lined with trees fashionably displaying red, orange, and yellow leaves. We held hands, listened to the babbling creek, pointed out the occasional newt wandering the trail, and chatted about the year we've had.
As we neared the top of the ridge, Eric squeezed my hand and told me we were going to veer off the path. Mind you, my guy is adventurous but he's also a total rule follower so "veering off the path," not something I ever expected from him!
We stomped through thick wooded patches, jumped across the creek on wobbly rocks, climbed over a fallen tree and eventually come out into a tall grassy meadow surrounded by bright yellow quaking aspens. It was amazing.
"Amy Lynn," there it was. The familiar voice, the tone, the first AND middle name. "Do you see that tree trunk over there? The one next to the mossy rock?"
"Yes Sir," I replied, playing up the part.
"I want you to pull those shorts down to your knees and bend over with your hands against that tree."
I walked across the meadow and slowly tucked my thumbs into the waist band of black spandex running shorts. Inch by inch, I pulled them over my cheeks, down my thighs and to my knees. Then I leaned forward and held onto the white peeling bark of the aspen. A few minutes passed and then Eric tucked my hair off to the side and placed his lips to my ear.
"You are so sexy, pretty girl," he whispered and gently kissed the side of my face. "The way the sunlight framed your body, your beautiful ass, I could have looked at you forever."
I went to stand, wanted to embrace and kiss my sweet husband but Eric caught my hands and placed them back on the tree.
"Uh, uh, young lady," he scolded. "Someone is getting a spanking."
Those words. The whole scene. I owe you one, Meredith. It was incredible.
Eric lined himself up and snapped my electric blue thong.
"Not much protection darling," he said and then right there, in the most gorgeous spot on earth, his hand proceeded to spank my bottom until my cheeks were a sizzling crimson.
Eric stepped back and eyed his work before running his hands through my hair.
"I love you, pretty girl," he said and his fingers clasped my thong and pulled it and my shorts down to the ground. I spread my legs and braced myself against the tree while he... well, this is really a spanking blog rather than a sexual site so I'll leave the rest up to your imagination, but... yes.
Our trek back to the car was one of unbelievable closeness. A day to remember. A reminder of how important it is to play, be silly, and have fun together.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! May you have a stress-free weekend of love and laughter and just maybe, your own outdoor spanking.