Dear Aunt Kay:
Last night as we were getting ready to go out to a fund-raiser for our son's school, a friend called for directions to the soiree. Renee and I were in the kitchen and the kids were shooting baskets in the driveway.
The friend, who talks to Renee frequently, asked a direct question from which I inferred she knew of a problem our son had been having at school. I answered her with a factual statement of what the assistant principal had told me, and my wife's eyes burned into me for disclosing this. I defensively told Renee what the friend had said and explained that "I thought she knew."
Renee reached for the heavy wooden spoon and said, "Get off the phone right now. Ask her not to breathe a word of it and get to the bedroom." I am sure our friend heard every word.
In the bedroom, Renee said very angrily, "We won't have the house to ourselves tomorrow morning (Sunday is our usual private morning), but we do right now. Get those pants down and get over my knee."
Well, it didn't take long, but it was memorable. The spoon fell full force about 25 to 30 times, with continuous scolding about what a big mouth our friend has and how could I be so thoughtless and so forth. She put me in the corner and we were both breathing like we had run a race.
When I went to get dressed a few minutes later, I could see the imprint of the spoon head so clearly I could have counted the exact number of swats I had received. But I didn't want to do anything except get on with the evening.
And it was a great night. Renee had extirpated her anger completely. I had not even apologized although we both knew I had made a stupid mistake and that going over her knee was the best way to deal with it. There was nothing sexual at all, but love--well, love was all over the place, during the spanking, afterwards and all day today. We both knew that I probably deserved a harder and longer punishment, but we haven't spoken about it since, even though we have had many private opportunities.
She is really getting accustomed to using this power in a very positive way and there is no "topping from below" going on here. Yes, I still believe (except when I am actually getting it, of course) that she should give stronger doses, but she is strict and she is in charge. I don't have any choice but to present my bottom when she demands it, and we are definitely past the point of turning back the clock on that. I still want your help if she calls you, and I am grateful to you for your leadership in this important arena.
Most respectfully,
Marvin
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Note to Marvin
I can surely understand Renee's response in that situation. My hubby also got one of his "most memorable" spankings for unbecoming behavior in front of friends.