Spent a wonderful morning with my wife, we went swimming, shopped a little, and had lunch. Granted, it wasn’t the most spectacular morning, but it was time we spent together, and I’m a lot more appreciative of that these days – for multiple reasons, not just the new DD dynamic.
I was a bit worried when I got home, because I got a ‘look,’ not ‘the look’, but a look non-the-less, because I made a comment that was bordering on disrespectful. I half expected to be sent to our bedroom for a quick reminder, but so far I appear to be in the clear. I swear, not knowing is far worse than knowing, because it really messes with your head.
Now that I’m no longer providing suggestions and help to J, and having officially handed her complete control of all DD matters (as it should be), I get nervous when she gives me any kind of look. Just because she hasn’t spanked me yet, doesn’t mean she won’t spank me, and I don’t know if she’s trying to make me sweat, or deemed that comment to be bordering on the edge and just gave me a warning look – which I think it was, but only time will tell I guess. On that note, mini-celebration, I managed to make it through a whole week without a punishment spanking.
Both J and I have noticed an overall change in my general behavior, which is a good thing. So something’s working here. Yes, I’m going to slip up, but I’m nowhere close to being what I was like last month. J also introduced erotic spanking into our sex lives last week, and that was just amazing. If nothing else, it reaffirmed the very stark differences between a punishment and erotic spanking, and I would much rather prefer that nice, intimate, erotic kind any day. No wonder my behavior is changing! I swear, if more women took up a hairbrush and let their husbands have it, the divorce rate would plummet!