Remember a few weeks ago when I inadvertently panicked Steve? If you missed it, you can read about it here. Anyway, I think it's safe to say that he got me back this morning.
We were laying in bed this morning talking and enjoying having the house to ourselves. We'd had snow earlier in the week, resulting in a snow day, so the school board had decided to make the kids go today to make up for the missed day. Steve turned to me and asked if I was ready for my spanking.
I probably had a deer in the headlights look while I struggled to figure out why he was going to spank me. I'd been spanked the night before and as far as I knew, hadn't done anything to deserve another one since then. Finally I asked why.
He responded that I'd probably be getting one before the day was out so he figured he'd just go ahead and get it out of the way. Now granted I've been on a bit of a roll lately and it hasn't been a good one, but sheesh you would think he'd at least wait until I got in trouble.
Then he gave me that evil grin and said maybe he'd do it every morning, just to keep me on my toes. That should have been my sign that he was kidding because when it comes to punishments, he's dead serious. But with the thought of getting spanked every morning on my mind, I didn't quite get the significance of his grin.
It took me a minute before I could speak. Then I asked if he was really going to spank me every morning. As in morning maintenance instead of just role affirmation once a week and punishments as needed.
He let me worry over it for another minute or two before busting out laughing. The stinker was just messing with me. He thought it was hilarious. He was still joking about it when he went out the door for work a little later.