Thursday, June 28, 2018

SPECIAL EDITION: My thoughts her thoughts OR Maggie and Jim : Monday


MY FANTASY:
  The wife figures out why I've become disinterested in sex, and takes matters into her own hands..

POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy.  I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish.  You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly tell him what I want.
POOF!

    My thoughts: 'I've been a wannabe spanko, most of my life.  When I was single, alone, all I thought about, all the porn I watched, was related to F/m spanking, wishing I could get my bare bottom spanked good.  But I flip flopped, letting myself give in to the obsession, then I believed that the desire was some sort of perversion, and I needed to get it out of my head.   Then I meet Maggie, and we got engaged and then married, and we had vanilla sex, a lot of vanilla sex, and it was good ... while it lasted.  But then I found some old spanking porn on my phone...and the fantasy and obsession came flooding back to my head...  and I've had no interest in vanilla sex... I'd rather masturbate looking at or thinking about spanking scenarios.'
   Her thoughts: 'I just don't know what happened. We were going all so well, having sex twice a day when we could... three times a day during our honeymoon...  then like all of a sudden, it stopped ... Jim lost interest... if I tried something in bed, he pushes me away...  if I suggest we go to bed early and you know, fuck, he just says 'no'.  I'm sure he's been masturbating in the meantime, but I haven't actually caught him at it.  But, why oh why would he rather jack off than have sex with me?'

Then came a Monday evening when I went to take a shower, and left his cell phone, unlocked, in the living room.
Maggie picked it up, and out of curiosity, looked into his pictures folder ...and saw the nearly ninety clips and videos of women spanking men.  

   Her thoughts: 'Ohmigawd.  THIS is what he likes to look at? IS this what he jerks off looking at? Is THIS what gets him excited? I had NO idea. I wonder why he's never talked to me about it. Well, I imagine it might be embarrassing for him, but still I Am his wife, and he should be able to talk to me about anything....'
  My thoughts: 'So here I am, tugging one off in the shower again, instead of taking my wife into the bedroom for a good fuck.  All I can think about is having a woman smack my bare bottom.  I wish I could tell Maggie about it but I'm afraid she'd just laugh at me."
  Her thoughts:  'Well, what's wrong with spankings between wife and husband, even if it's the wife doing the spanking?  I'd like to suggest it to him ... it would probably turn him on something great ...  but I really don't think I should let on that I was snooping into his phone... these videos give me an idea though...  I see some dominating wives ordering their husbands to take a spanking ...  instead of asking or suggesting, maybe if I charge, and ordered him... like pretending to be really mad because of the lack of sex in our lives..."
  My thoughts: 'Almost dry now.  Every time I think about talking to Maggie about it, I chicken out, afraid of what she might say or think.  Then I wind up going to bed early, hoping to be able to tug one off before she comes in."

 I dressed in pajamas and returned to the living room.
 Maggie was sitting there, a stern look on her face, hairbrush in hand.
I looked at her and she said, "I've had ENOUGH of NOT having sex with my husband. I am now going to spank your bare bottom for every day that we haven't had sex.  Now get over here  and over my lap."
Astonished, I slowly went to her. 
She took my pajamas down and I went over her lap and 
I moaned and whimpered as she beat my bottom for ten minutes.
Then she said, 
"Enough of this. Get up, strip naked, and get over my lap."
Moaning, I did so, and 


I was sobbing in real tears when she finally stopped.
"Now GET up. ... what do you have to say for yourself?"
"I  ... I'm sorry dear, so sorry.  Suh sex is good, we should have sex, we definitely need to have more sex."
"Does that include tonight?"
"Yes, dear, yes, if that's what you want..."
"Okay, yes, so this counts as two spankings, but you have many more spankings coming for all the days you've missed, understand?"
"Yes, dear, yes."
"Now, go to the bedroom, and stand in the corner, and wait for me while I get ready for bed.  I'll let you know when you can join me."
"Yes dear," I said, and I picked up my discarded pajamas and went to the bedroom.
I was smiling as I walked.
She was smiling as she sat there.

She eventually came into the bedroom, got in bed and called me to her.
We had an amazing fuck session.

TO BE CONTINUED in
"Maggie and Jim - Tuesday"




























































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