I asked Clyde last night how we got started with spanking. Neither of us could remember the specifics. I know that I brought it up because its in so many books I read. I became curious.
He's always been the man who would give me one good swat in passing. I used to complain about it. Somewhere along the way I got used to it. I think back now and wonder if he was slowly, stealthy training my behind for what was to come.
When I brought up spanking he didn't hesitate or put me off. He seemed to like it as much as I did right away. Maybe it was filling a need in both of us.
From there things have just fallen into place. Spanking brought out both his dominant side and my submissive side. Our roles are more clearly defined. Our walls have come down.
We are so open with everything now.
It has brought us so much closer. We show affection to each other all the time. My daughters just smile at us when we do. I think they like seeing mom and dad in love.
Spanking has become part of our lives now. He initiates it as much as I do. We both enjoy it so we do it often. I think we are both natural spankos.
They say a spanked wife is a happy wife....
I'm happy to say I'm getting spanked on the regular!