Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Bare Bottom State Park




A new blogger literally breathes new life into blogland and our newest blogger Shell has written a wonderful story about her castle spanking. When I finished reading and commenting on her post, I began to think about our own outdoor spankings. Another thing I became very much aware of is that my Jack was always a spanko............

The more I thought about it, the more incidents came flooding back. I began to keep a big list and then actually began a spanking timeline. Why hadn't I done this before? We were like any other young couple in love......... teasing, playing and testing one another! The timeline of spankings way before we knew anything about ttwd began to be quite impressive. Yes, I have always been a spanko, but in fact, so has my Jack. The more I walked down memory lane, the more spankings I could list. Most were the fun kind, but only most! Wow!

So come with me as we make this walk. We were newly engaged and very much in love. We were in our early college years and we loved to ski. Jack was a beautiful skier, graceful and smooth. I was the "stem-christy" girl that just could not bear to go straight downhill, preferring to traverse my way down. Jack would encourage me to point those skis down the hill, but I would shake my head and continue traversing. Regardless, we did have fun and night skiing was our favorite. We had a day with no afternoon classes and could leave before noon. Dinner all packed, skis on the back of our little VW bug and away we would go. First stop was our favorite hamburger place and then we headed east to the mountains. The ski areas were about an hour and a half away and we made that little bug fly. 

Just about three miles from the ski area, Jack did something completely unexpected. He pulled into a deserted, snowy state park and parked the car. I asked what he was doing. He said to get out and come with him. I put my snow pants on, as well as my ski jacket, wooly hat and warm gloves. Jack took my hand and off we went. The snow was a little deep, but we were soon under the limbs of big evergreen trees protected from snow accumulation and prying eyes of others. However, there were no others........... just the two of us and a little red bug with skis on the back. 

Once under the cover of the trees, Jack told me that forever more this park would be called Bare Bottom State Park. He unbuttoned my ski pants pulling them and my panties down to my knees. I started to laugh and then he started to spank. My bottom was cold and bright pink bordering on red. The sound seemed to echo throughout the park, but it was still just the two of us and maybe a worried squirrel, raccoon or deer or two. When he stopped spanking, he helped me get dressed and we hurried to the car. We skied late that night and honked the horn as we hurried past the park on our way down the mountain late that night. 

He did say that from this point forward, we would call this park "Bare Bottom State Park". 

Many years later we were headed to ski with our family and Jack winked at me as we quickly drove past that park on the interstate just before reaching the ski areas at the summit. I appreciate the wink and smile from my man as he too remembered a stop so long ago. 

Have you walked down memory lane lately? Do share. 

Meredith













17 comments:

  1. I have shared mine - it was a fun time. But there are few other outdoor spankings to report. But I do remember night time skiing and it was FUN!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Well, Mere, this story is just as wonderful as the castle story. Oh, the part about the "worried squirrel" really made me smile. I will put my thinking cap on, as it seems there was a time back in college where spanky hanky panky was going on.

    Ella Smiling

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Ella,
      Glad to hear you will put on your thinking cap.
      M

      Delete
  3. Meredith,
    Laughing at the title even! I learned what a "stem christie" is...... thought it was some kind of Barbie Doll from back in the day! HA! I love your story and I am not surprised at all that Jack has been a spanko for longer than we knew! I really enjoy the way you write these kind of stories/memories. So happy you shared! Hugs! Windy

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Windy,
      Glad my post kept you laughing. I have many more outside/apants down adventures, but will turn forward now.
      M

      Delete
  4. Such a nice story, and no doubt a sweet memory for you. Young love and a guy with an itchy palm, what could be better!
    My outdoor spankings include a garden shed, a country lane, and the infamous utility road you know well about. They don’t have the romance of being under the evergreens or in a castle but they are all memorable in their own way. Lol!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Laurel,
      That infamous utility road event is always at the top of my fantasy world and you have lived it. Thanks for sharing.
      M

      Delete
  5. Hi Meredith,

    What a wonderful story and memory. I love this :) We have had a number of outdoor spankings over the years. Secluded beach spots :)

    Hugs
    Roz

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Roz,
      Yes, those secluded beach spots on a wet behind.
      M

      Delete
  6. Hi Meredith, :) What a cute story! I guess that is one time that the response to, "But I'm cold" would definitely be, "You won't be for long"!

    I'll have to think on it. There have been some moments for sure, and even a pop in front of friends. ;) Many hugs,

    ❤️Katie xoxo

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Katie,
      Ttwd never stops even when friends gather! Right?
      M

      Delete
  7. Awe!! What a fun story! So, these outdoor escapades?? They seem to be quite normal in this corner of blogland? Don't tell Matt! LOL

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Shell,
      Do me a favor and ask Matt if he has more escapades to share?
      M

      Delete
  8. A fun little tale, Meredith ... we have yet to christen an outdoor venue :>)) ... nj ... xx

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. NJ,
      You can do this........ it isn't hard! We will be waiting!
      M

      Delete
  9. I love it. For some reason I always think it is only women who remember those special moments but more and more I am pleasantly surprised that it's not just us. Dates, maybe, but events; pretty mutual.
    Amy

    ReplyDelete