I apologize in advance for any crazy typos. I'm waiting at the kids' extra-curricular stuff and had an idea for a post. I'm hoping my new iPhone is a little more blogger friendly. It seems to be already, it's much faster. I would've still been waiting on pages to load with my old phone.
I realized earlier that this whole thing isn't just for me. It's for him, too. It's for both of us. I know ttwd has given him a sense of self that has carried over into other aspects of his life. It has mine, too. I don't worry about other people so much, if that makes sense. My relationship is the most important thing, where before who knew where it fell?
Although I'm not very good at verbalizing my needs.., as we are well working on (insert sad face), I am good at texting. I have asked for spankings when I have felt like I needed one. I can sometimes spot the spinning out of control that is looming on the horizon. Sometimes I can't and unfortunately he can't always either. I think that's something he needs to work on!! ;)
Sometimes I just don't want to lose that connection. You know, that super yummy feeling you have that lingers after a really good/hot/delicious/whatever-adjective-you'd-like-to-use spanking session. It's like a drug that I'm addicted to. The more it happens, the more I want it. The more I crave it. However, the reverse is true also. The less it happens, the less I want it. The less connected I feel, the less important.
Then sometimes, I feel like he needs it.
I know he sometimes just needs that stress relief of smacking his hand against my ass too. :)
I don't think he's ever admitted to me that he needs it every once in a while, but I think it's true. If I can pick up on it, I'll tell him we should have a spank appointment. He is happy to oblige.
We just had one on Monday, but I'm pretty sure we need one tonight.
Happy hump day!