I love a good walk-in closet. This one is NOT mine. I love the organization ........... the shoes and boots all in neat rows. The clothes arranged by color. His side and her side.......... All clothes clean, freshly ironed, and folded. Nothing out of place and everything in tip top shape. Ahhhhhhhhh!
The walk-in closet is the place when Jack often catches me changing clothes. He finds me in my robe fresh from the shower or the spa. Many a fun spanking has happened right there. We have a stool in our closet and Jack has put me over his knee while sitting on that stool. The closet has been the backdrop for Jack's lectures on my having way too many clothes. With clothes hanging right there in plain sight, I find it hard to argue my not having anything to wear.
So Jack gave me a great good girl spanking over his knee in our bedroom. With the windows open on this summer evening, I was hoping the hand spanking was not heard by the neighbors. The spanking was long and intimate.... with good loving afterwards. Then Jack walked through the master bath to the closet and I made my move. Frisky and daring, I went right in after him. As he bent over to pick up socks, I saw my chance. He is always spanking me in the closet. Here was my turn. I paddled his rear twice and stood back. He was completely startled. He said that he did the spanking in our family. I said it was just a joke. He took me back to our bed and over I went. After ten more spanks, he asked if I needed the paddle. I said no. I told him I just wanted him to hold me. He did and we ended the evening sure of role affirmation in our marriage as well as a deeper appreciation for large walk-in closets.