Things continue to be smooth and mellow at Jack and Meredith's house. Jack is thrilled and loves being HoH. I keep wondering where I put my feistiness. I haven't seen it in a while.
For Christmas, one of my gifts from Jack was a bottle of perfume in a lovely, new fragrance. I love to spray a little on before going to bed. What's not to love!
Jack and I had spent a great day each of us doing our own thing, but right along side one another. He made an excellent gourmet dinner and I cleaned up the kitchen afterwards. What's not to love!
With fog and darkness swooping in, we decided to climb into bed a little on the early side to cuddle and talk. What's not to love!
Before bed, I put on some fragrance and climbed into bed. Jack came shortly and we cuddled and talked. Not a word about my new perfume! He turned me so we were spooning. He nuzzled my shoulder and had his hands busy elsewhere. I was quiet waiting for him to say something about the perfume. Instead, he said, nuzzling, that he was thinking about pot roast.
Silence and then I went ballistic.
I flipped over and started wrestling that man saying pot roast was not important, and what about my perfume. I went wild and he successfully caught my wrists and held me in place. I was steaming and not to be pacified. He was laughing trying hard to explain. Not quieting his wife, he flipped me over, bared my bottom and spanked me fast and hard. I quieted. He covered me and said he had just gotten a whiff of my perfume and he liked it. I started to kick and he warned me that another spanking could be arranged. More cuddling, more loving............. What's not to love?
Pot roast, perfume, spanking and a lot of laughing......... What's not to love?
Tonight's dinner will be pot roast and I am wearing my new perfume and my sexy short skirt. What's not to love?