As I was preparing this post, I seriously thought about no photo or making this one photo smaller. As Windy noticed, I am becoming more and more private, but still sharing.
We tried all the usual things.......... A small spanking of sorts, lots of talking, some sharp slaps on a bare leg in the car, more talking. Nothing was working. Within minutes, we were right back to bickering. The bulk of the problem was me giving too many instructions, being bossy. My guy let it go until there was no turning back.
We decided to go for a long walk. We decided we would each listen to things on our phones. I would listen to podcasts and he would listen to his music. Then I noticed I had forgotten my headphones. Jack said we would walk and talk. Oh, boy! Things became rough a few more times......... I even said I would just remain silent. That did not go over well. We talked about what we were observing, only to return to the bickering for lack of a better word. Ugh!
When we got home, he had things to do and so did I. Finally, I decided to go up to take a shower. Jack was watching me as I climbed the stairs waiting for what? Right there on the bed was the leather paddle! I turned quickly around to look at Jack and all he did was nod.
Jack came right upstairs joining me at the side of the bed and undressed me. He spanked first with his hand and that man can really spank. Then came the paddle and I was dancing away not really staying still, but actually dancing so much that I came right out of the white walking socks I was wearing. For some reason, they were still on when the spanking began and off when the spanking was over. He hasn't used that paddle in a long time. It was on the bed front and center. Boy howdy, he used it fast and furiously, but at the end of a hand spanking. About five spanks with that paddle and I was done. Finally, he brought me up and held me in his arms, all teary-eyed and spent. The bickering, whatever we called it, was now over and things were smooth again. No more prickily back-and-forth. There was peace in my man's valley and that makes all the difference.