Sunday, September 30, 2012

The Earth Moved - Big Day in the Bid D

There were two earthquakes in North Texas last night.  The Richter scale rated them at 3. something.  A little rattle in two areas.WOW. I slept through them. Of course, when you're in an RV a good wind will rock you so even if we were awake we probably wouldn't have noticed.  It's a big deal though because it is not something that is expected here.

I remember the first earthquake I ever experienced.  I had been living in So.California about three or four months and one morning the bed started shaking and I was alone.  I jumped up and grabbed my comforter and ran out of the room.  I wasn't getting caught naked and I didn't know what was happening.  Once the rumbling stopped and my head started functioning I realized I had felt my first earthquake. I experienced others that were much more dramatic and frightening  but that was my first.

That's my big news for this day.  I am going to have a story up tomorrow, so if you're interested, stop by and have a read.

Have a good day and see you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Forget a Title - Fun Friday

I guess the margueritas took hold of me too.

Went out to dinner tonight with three good looking men.  I was the envy of many a gal in that restaurant.  They don't need to know that one was my husband, one was my brother and the other was someone I claim as my brother.  We had such a good time and the margueritas freely flowed.  We laughed and laughed, so much so that younger people were staring at us.   Guess they don't think that old "farts" can have a good time.  We may be done early, but we make the most of the time before the witching hour.

We got a new implement at Wal Mart the other day.  My eye is always on the lookout to try something new.  Hubby gets a kick out of me.  Anyway I chose a 5 gallon paint stirrer.Upon request, hubby plied it tonight before the margueritas took over.  It was stingy and I am sitting on a  hot bottom typing this post. WISHING IT COULD BE MORE BUT THE MARGUERITAS WON.  CHALK ONE UP FOR TEQUILLA AND NONE FOR ME (at least nothing but a "pink" bottom) It's fading fast, too too bad

 Hope you all have a great weekend.

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Sunday, September 23, 2012


These have all appeared recently on my Facebook home page.  I just had to share.  Some people are just so clever.

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Friday Frolics and Something Saturday

Today is the first full day of fall.  Hard to tell here in the Land of Endless Summer.  At least it seems that way.  We had a little respite of cooler weather (in the 80’s) for about five days and now it is back to the high 90’s.  We are due to leave Texas in the next ten days and head to Arizona.  I was hoping for cooler weather by now.  Guess what, it is still in the 100’s where we are heading in AZ.   We only plan on being there for about a week though.  Just enough time to switch out our summer clothes for cooler weather clothes, visit with friends and then head out to Northern California.   Maybe there we will see and feel a little bit of fall. 

Date night for hubby and I last night.  We hadn’t been out alone together since our Anniversary.  We went to this little Italian restaurant that always has great food.   We always tend to look for the Mom and Pop places instead of chains.  We’ve won more times than we lost.  I am doing Ronnie's 5-2 diet, just came off my two days of 500 calories, hope I didn’t lose any ground tonight.  We’ll see. 

I counted on a little play time since it was just us, all by our lonesome, for the night.  No one in the house, no one in the brother’s RV, just us and the two cats on seven acres. WOW. abby posted about a little game she and her Master play and how you could make up your own. It sounded like fun. I didn’t ask abby for instructions but made up my own version. 

I just love the $ store, two sets of ping pong balls and a set of dice and whatever rules you decide-$4 priceless.  The ping pong balls are representative of spanking implements, the first roll of one die indicates the multiplier, the total of the 5 dice indicates the number of swats.  So last night I got 69 swats with the leather paddle (3 x 23).  On the back deck – obviously it was dark.  I hope the mosquitoes stayed away, the paddle provided enough sting of its own.  It's been a while.   Too uncomfortable to dance there so we retreated to our bedroom for the musical part of the evening’s entertainment.  Old bones and bodies aren’t as forgiving as they once were. Comfort is king.  We are taking care of our grand nephews later on today so maybe after the “kiddies” go home we can play again provided they haven't run us ragged.

Hope you all have a great weekend.  See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Friday, September 21, 2012


This is a joke and I laughed at the punchline as I am sure you will but so much of it is true.  In today's world there are so many people always looking for someone to blame for their own misfortunes.  I guess it is easier than to acknowledge that you may have screwed up and either change your attitude or your circumstances.  I realized that this TTWD  community is above the fray.  It is all about truth and accountability and we should be proud of that and give ourselves a pat on the back, or maybe a pat on the fanny would be more appropriate.  LOL.  The world would be a better place if everyone did and felt the same.

The Joke:

If a man cuts off his finger while slicing salami at work,
He blames the restaurant.

If you smoke three packs a day for 40 years and die of lung cancer,
Your family blames the tobacco company.

If your neighbor crashes into a tree while driving home drunk,
He blames the bartender.

If your children/grandchildren are brats without manners,
you blame television

If your friend is shot by a deranged madman,
 you blame the gun manufacturer

And if a crazed person breaks into the cockpit and tries to kill the pilot at 35, 000 feet and the passengers kill him instead,
 the mother of the crazed deceased blames the airline

I guess I have lived too long to understand the world as it is anymore



Have a great day everyone and see you later for more Aimless Ramblings. 

Monday, September 17, 2012


The Teacher Learns a Lesson

Jennifer had been alone since her grandmother passed two years ago.  When she died Jennifer was the beneficiary of her house and her insurance policy.  During the last two years, Jennifer had been using some of the insurance money to fix up the house. Money had always been tight when her grandmother was alive and the house had fallen into disrepair.  As much as possible it was a DIY project for Jennifer. She worked on it on weekends and during the summer months.  She taught school in the local high school and once in a while some of her students would come by and lend a hand. 

Last Saturday, Jeremy had stopped by to help her paint the gutters.  He brought along his uncle.  Jennifer was already up on the ladder when they arrived. She was just loading the paint brush when she spotted Jeremy and his friend.  He was gorgeous.  He had to be at least 6’2” with black hair and the most heavenly  blue eyes with lashes that most girls would kill for.  She got so flustered she dropped the paint brush.  Jeremy and his uncle jumped out of the way of the incoming missile.  In her attempt to grab the paint brush she lost her footing and jiggled the ladder.  Jeremy’s uncle, Evan, grabbed the ladder and steadied it.  Jennifer thanked him and started coming down. When she reached the last rung, he put out his hand and introduced himself.  Jennifer grasped his hand and realized she just gave him a handshake full of paint.  She apologized and said that maybe it would be a good idea if she just went back inside and went back to bed.  He laughed and said it would be a shame to have missed this opportunity to get a handful of paint and meet a beautiful girl.  She blushed,  Jeremy rolled his eyes and told his uncle to knock it off that this was his teacher.

Jeremy and his Uncle Evan spent the rest of the morning painting the remainder of the gutters. Jennifer brought out a tray of sandwiches and lemonade around lunchtime.  Jeremy told Jennifer (Ms. Carson, to him) that he had to leave because he had other plans.  Evan volunteered to stay and help.

Later that afternoon Evan asked Jennifer if she would like to go out to dinner with him.  Jennifer accepted with the stipulation that she treat in payment for all his help.  He told her he was an old fashioned guy and his dates did not pay.  She acquiesced because she was attracted to him and figured she would think of some way to repay him.

During their dinner date they compared notes on their upbringing.  Jennifer told Evan how she was an only child and had been raised by her grandmother after her mother’s death when she was six.  She explained that she did not know her father.  He told her he had been raised in a large family with four sisters and three brothers.  It may not have been filled with lots of extra material things but there was a lot of love and laughter.  Jennifer told him that sounded wonderful.  One of the things in which they were agreement is if either one of them got married they planned on large families.

They parted at Jennifer’s door with a sweet peck on the cheek and a promise that he would return in the morning to continue helping her with her renovations. 

Jennifer fell asleep with dreams of Evan dancing around in her head.  She always slept well because most of the time she was exhausted from her remodeling efforts but she felt tonight’s sleep would really leave her feeling refreshed.  She was up with the birds the following morning.  She whipped up  batter for pancakes, put bacon in the oven and set the table; then took the paper and went out on the porch to wait for Evan.

Her third cup of coffee and the newspaper was finished and still no Evan.  She made herself a couple of pancakes and put the rest of the stuff away.  After finishing cleaning up the kitchen,  she went out and started the day’s project of painting the trim around the upstairs windows.

She was coming down the ladder to get a drink when a rung of the old wooden ladder broke and she lost her balance.  She landed on her kiester but luckily she didn’t feel like anything was broken.  Evan came around the corner of the house just as she was getting up.  He asked what happened and if she was okay.  She showed him the ladder and told him the only things bruised beside the ladder were her ego and her butt. He laughed and said he was sorry. They sat on the porch and Evan went in a got the pitcher of lemonade from yesterday.  They sat and talked while Jennifer recovered. 

When Evan removed the ladder from the house he checked the remaining rungs.  It was old and unsafe. He told Jennifer she needed a new ladder and besides she should not be up on the ladder when she was alone.  It was unsafe.  Jennifer protested but Evan held up his hand in the “stop” mode and told her if it happened again she could really get hurt. 
They spent the rest of the afternoon painting the railing on the front porch.  When they finished cleaning up, Jennifer ordered a pizza and they sat on the porch admiring their work eating pizza and drinking beer until the mosquitos came out.  Evan said he had to be getting on home and  would call her during the week to make plans for next weekend.  This time though the good night kiss was a little more to her liking. 

 Wednesday was a cool overcast morning and Jennifer decided to paint some more of the window trim.  She remembered what Evan said about it being dangerous so instead of painting the back of the house she decided to go out front.  Her reasoning was that if she fell somebody would be able to see and help if it was necessary.  She hadn’t bought a new ladder yet so the old one would have to do.  All she had to do was remember to avoid the broken rung.  She had just climbed the ladder to paint the last window in the front when she heard an angry voice.

“What do you think you are doing up there?

She turned around and saw Evan standing there with a scowl on his face.  She muttered something he couldn’t hear.  He asked again.  Turning toward him and giving him the sweetest smile she could muster said:

“What does it look like to you?”

“It looks like you don’t know how to listen.  I suggest you get down from there now”

“I just have this last window to finish and then I’ll come down.”

This time he muttered something she couldn’t hear.  She kept on painting and Evan sat down on the porch.

After finishing and starting down the ladder, she had just reached the third to last rung when it gave way.  Once again, she fell on her keister and the paint splattered all over the ground.  A few expletives peppered the air.  Evan laughed.  Jennifer came up sputtering and stomping her foot.

“Are you going to help or are you just going to stand their laughing?”

“Actually, I am just going to stand here and enjoy watching your temper tantrum.  It reminds me of my 6-year old niece.”

“If you’re not going to help you can just get your ass out of here” Jennifer said and went off into the house.

He started to put the ladder away but instead just put it out by the curb for the trashmen.  He then picked up what was left of the paint supplies and put them in the shed.  He went to the back door and knocked.  No answer.  He knocked again, still no answer. He tried the doorknob and walked in.  He could hear the shower running upstairs.  He just sat down and waited.

When Jennifer came downstairs she was in a pair of thong panties and a tank top. Clearly she didn’t expect company.  Evan cleared his throat as she cleared the kitchen door.

“What are you doing in my house?”

“I cleaned up outside and just wanted to make sure you were okay.  I also would like to know why you were up on that old ladder and when no one was around.  I thought we discussed this.”

“We talked about it but I made no promises.  Besides I took part of the advice, I painted in the front of the house so I could be seen if anything happened”.

“Yes, they may have seen you fall but you still could have been hurt, especially if a higher rung had given way.  Let me tell you that if we knew each other better I would take you to task for your unsafe behavior”

“And what exactly is that supposed to mean?”, Jennifer asked

“It means I would take you over my knee and spank your bottom so hard the next time you thought about doing something dangerous you might give it a moment’s pause before proceeding”

“So I should consider myself lucky that we don’t know each other better”

“You might say that, but if you continue being so bratty I might just do it anyway.”

Evan had never spanked anybody before but he really wanted to spank her.  She had taken such a chance on that old rickety ladder.  She turned around and he could just see the curve of her buttocks as she stood there looking so smug. 

“Who are you to tell me what I can and cannot do? This is my house and I will do as I please”

That was it.  Evan couldn’t stand it anymore.  He got up from the chair,  pushed it back from the table, reached for her and pulled her over his knee in one fluid motion.  It was so quick she didn’t realize what was happening until she felt that first sharp smack on her behind. It was followed by a volley of sharp spanks. She was sputtering and kicking her legs. He wasn’t deterred until her bottom was a bright shade of crimson.

She jumped up rubbing her backside and dancing around the kitchen. Her thong hadn’t provided much protection and her bottom stung.  She told him she couldn’t believe he had done that.  He told her that’s what she could expect from him if he thought she was taking unnecessary risks.

“Of course, that depends on whether or not you want to continue to see me”

“Don’t think you are getting out of helping me with my renovations that easy” she said with a grin .

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.  Enjoy the day.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Friday Fun

Some of these are really funny.  Just so you know I am not picking on "blondes" both my husband and my daughter are natural blondes and neither one of them are this oblivious. I don't know about any of you but I do know that, at times, I am very capable of coming up with one of these silly statements.

A friend told the blond man: "Christmas is on a Friday this year."
The blond man then said, "Let's hope it's not the 13th."
Two blond men find three grenades, and they decide to take them to a police station.
One asked: "What if one explodes before we get there?"
The other says: "We'll lie and say we only found two."
A woman phoned her blonde neighbor man and said: "Close your curtains the next time you & your wife are having sex.
The whole street was watching and laughing at you yesterday."
To which the blonde man replied: "Well the joke's on all of you because I wasn't even at home yesterday."
A blonde man is in the bathroom and his wife shouts: "Did you find the shampoo?"
He answers, "Yes, but I'm not sure what to do... it's for dry hair, and I've just wet mine."
A blonde man goes to the vet with his goldfish.
"I think it's got epilepsy," he tells the vet.
The vet takes a look and says, "It seems calm enough to me."
The blonde man says, "Wait, I haven't taken it out of the bowl yet."
A blond man spies a letter lying on his doormat.
It says on the envelope "DO NOT BEND ".
He spends the next 2 hours trying to figure out how to pick it up.
A blond man shouts frantically into the phone
"My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart!"
"Is this her first child?" asks the Doctor.
"No!" he shouts, "this is her husband!"
A blonde man was driving home, drunk as a skunk. Suddenly he has to swerve to avoid a tree, then another, then another.
A cop car pulls him over, so he tells the cop about all the trees in the road.
The cop says, "That's your air freshener swinging about!"
A blonde man's dog goes missing and he is frantic.
His wife says "Why don't you put an ad in the paper?"
He does, but two weeks later the dog is still missing.
"What did you put in the paper?" his wife asks.
"Here boy!" he replies.
A blond man is in jail. Guard looks in his cell and sees him hanging by his feet.
"Just WHAT are you doing?" he asks.
"Hanging myself," the blond replies.
"It should be around your neck" says the guard.
"I tried that," he replies, "but then I couldn't breathe."
(This one actually makes sense.)
An Italian tourist asks a blonde man: "Why do Scuba divers always fall backwards off their boats?"
To which the blonde man replies: "If they fell forward, they'd still be in the boat."

Have a great weekend and see you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Broken Promises - A Story

Broken Promises

Janice walked in the door and was disgusted with herself.  She had broken a promise again and hated that she couldn’t seem to stay on track.  When Rex found out he would be disappointed with her and more than that he told her that if she slipped again she could look forward to an appointment with his belt.  He would be coming in later and she wondered if he already knew or if she had to tell him.  Somehow, that was worse.  Admitting she had let him down again.

When the girls asked her to join them after work she hesitated.  She wasn’t sure she had enough will power to say no to that first cocktail.  Unfortunately for her, that first cocktail released her inhibitions.  She had a very low tolerance for alcohol and she would find herself inebriated after three drinks.  When she had a few she was like a different person. She did and said things she would never do while she was sober and she liked the freedom the alcohol provided. This time she had flirted with one of her co-workers a little too much and one of the other guys had to come to her rescue.  She was totally embarrassed and now she had to face both of them next week at work and knowing Rex  an apology would have to be made.

The last time she had a few too many she stepped up on the bar and started dancing.  Everyone thought it was great fun and were egging her on.  That is everyone except Rex.  He was so annoyed, he yanked her down and hauled her ass out of there.  When he got her home he put her to bed with the warning of a stern lecture.  The next morning he lectured her for over an hour about the evils of drinking too much and told her the next time she overindulged she would be sorry.

Rex didn’t mind her going out with the girls, he didn’t even mind her having a drink now and then.  What he did mind was her doing the things she would never do sober.  The first time he met her was at a party for his roommate.  She was the life of the party.  When he was introduced she pulled him by his necktie and invited him to kiss her until her toes curled.  He realized she was a little tipsy and declined the offer.  In no time, she was making the same offer to another party goer.  This fellow was taking advantage of the offer and Rex stepped in and separated them. He tried to get her out of there and take her home but she wanted no part of it.  He just let her be but kept an eye out for her the rest of the night. 

When he met her again she was totally sober and didn’t remember him at all.  He was able to see the real Janice and he liked her immensely.  She was feisty and cute as a button.  She had strawberry blond hair, green eyes and a smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose.  She reminded him of one of the characters in one of his sister’s childhood storybooks.  Sober, she was a little shy but was not intimidated by his size or the fact that he was a police detective.  He wasn’t that tall,  under six feet, but he was well muscled and looked very much like a football player.  Being a police detective made him a little more cautious than other guys.  Once he got to know you he opened up but until then he kept himself under wraps because he was never sure when he might come across someone in his line of work.  He began seeing her on a regular basis.  When they had been together for a year he asked her to marry him.  She declined.  Said she was not ready to be married just yet and that he seemed a little too stoic for her.  She wanted more fun out of life and he could be a stick in the mud. 

He decided it would be better for him if they didn’t see each other for a while.  During that time she dated others.  He tried doing that too but Janice was too much in the forefront for him to even enjoy a casual relationship. 

One night he got a call from a fellow officer telling him he had just pulled over a Janice Martin and she said she knew you and suggested he call.  Janice had been driving a little recklessly and had refused a sobriety test.  That was when Janice suggested he call Rex.  Rex told him to just hold her there and he would be right over.  When he arrived, the officer and Rex had a chat and Rex convinced him he would handle the matter.  The other officer agreed.  Rex went over to Janice, asked her to get out of the car, and placed her across the hood of the car.  She was a little belligerent and asked him if he was going to handcuff her.  He replied that he would not handcuff her but he was going to spank her.  With that, his hand began paddling her backside.  She was squirming and kicking and his hand just kept on spanking.  When he was finished, she jumped up and started pummeling him.  He told her to stop or she would be getting more.  The other officer laughed and when Janice realized he had witnessed the whole scene she began punching him anew and spewing invectives that would make a sailor proud. He picked her up and put her in the back of his police car and locked it.  He could hear her hollering as he went over to her car, collected her belongings and locked the door.  He let her stew a few more minutes as he chatted with his fellow officer.  Janice was still yelling at him on the drive home so he finally just drowned her out by putting on the police radio.  When he got her home, he hauled her out of the car and literally dragged her into the house.  He went to the bathroom, found a bar of soap and threatened her with it if she didn’t stop yelling.  She quieted and he began his lecture about being a responsible drinker and how she could have hurt herself or others while driving drunk and he was going to make sure she remembered that the next time she tried to drive while impaired. With that, he pulled her over his knee, lifted her skirts and gave her a paddling she wouldn’t soon forget.  When her backside was a dark cherry red he stopped. She was sobbing in earnest and apologizing and promised she would never do it again.

The next morning when to took her to pick up her car, she thanked him for taking care of her and even admitted she needed that spanking.  She asked him if they could start seeing each other again.  He agreed but asked her to promise that she wouldn’t drink more than she could handle and remain sober.  She promised.

Six months had passed since that night and she had been doing so well.  She didn’t know how she could be so irresponsible. The good news was she hadn’t tried to drive but still she had broken her promise.  She knew the spanking would be her worst yet but not nearly as bad as Rex’s disappointment. She dreaded facing him.

She was in the bedroom when he came in.  She could see by the look on his face that he knew what had transpired.  One of his fellow officers had been at the lounge and had seen the whole thing.  She didn’t even try to explain – she knew it would be to no avail.  He nodded and began removing his belt.  She started sobbing and he could see the regret on her face.  He wasn’t swayed – if he didn’t keep his word she would think it didn’t matter to him and it did.  He told her to lay across the footboard of the bed and handed her a pillow.  The first red line of the strap on her white behind almost made him stop breathing.  He hardened his resolve and the next line was easier for him.  The strap moved relentlessly up and down her butt cheeks and her upper thighs. She never begged him to stop, moved her hand back, or kicked her legs.  She simply accepted her punishment.  When he finally stopped he was holding back his tears.  He picked her up and cradled her in his arms.  He kissed her head and told her he was sorry he had to punish her so harshly but he had promised and he was a man of his word.  Maybe she would be a woman of her word in the future. 

Janice remembered that spanking every time she ordered a second drink. It would sit in front of her as a reminder of what she promised her new husband.  Coke wasn’t so bad after all.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012


I hope we all take a moment to remember those brave souls that lost their lives in one of the most horrific events this country has ever experienced.

Grateful and thankful on this day.  See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.  

Monday, September 10, 2012


Hope everyone had a great weekend.  It was pretty nice here.  The weather finally broke and it was actually pleasant the whole weekend.  Things relatively quiet - hoping for some "adult fun" very soon.

Here are some statements to ponder today.

1. Where there's a will, I want to be in it.
2. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on my list.
3. Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
4. If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong.
5. We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.
6. War does not determine who is right -- only who is left.
7. Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit. Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad.
8. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism. To steal from many is research.
9. I didn't say it was your fault; I said I was blaming you.
10. In filling out an application, where it says, “In case of emergency, Notify:” I put, “DOCTOR”.
11. Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut and still think they are sexy.
12. You do not need a parachute to skydive, you only need a parachute to skydive twice.
13. I used to be indecisive, now I'm not so sure..
14. To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and call whatever you hit the target.
15. Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
16. You're never too old to learn something stupid.
17. I'm supposed to respect my elders, but it’s getting harder and harder for me to find one now. 

They are called PARAPROSDOKIAN's and they speak for themselves, or do they?       

See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.                            

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Life and Such

Funny Go On Ecard: I'd join a support group for help with my problems if I didn't have to listen to anyone else's problems.

Life has slowed down considerably.  We are still in Texas and will probably be here for another couple of weeks for sure.  Then it's on to Arizona and then California again.  I think we will probably winter in either Arizona or California and then head on to Washington in the spring.  Man plans and God laughs so I am not holding my breath.

It is still very hot here, been in the 100+ category for the last week.  I keep hearing that the great weather is just around the corner.  I hope so.  It's too hot to be outside and the air conditioning is killing my sinuses.
All this hurricane talk has me worried about stocking up on batteries for my vibrator.
There hasn't been much spanking or dancing lately.  We had hopes for one night and it was postponed due to overnight guests.  The following night hubby tried enticing me with the wooden spoon and followed it by the leather paddle but I just wasn't into it and we just "danced" a little.  There has been no action on either front since then.  He's away for a few days and I have my MBF for comfort. (my best friend - I named it that when hubby bought it)

Speaking of MBF, my hubby said something about a week or so ago that I just could not believe.  He is usually so circumspect.  A group of us were sitting outside and just talking about who knows what when my husband pipes up with "as long as there is a supply of AAA batteries my wife doesn't need me".  I am sure I was red of face - but was saved the by black of night.   Everyone laughed and one of the other guys said he knew just what he meant.  More laughter.  I found the above card and thought it was so appropos of that conversation.

That's it for now.  See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012


Of course, if I was hearing the snap of the strap, the crackle of laughter from hubby or the pop of any item being applied to my bottom it would be an entirely different thing. 

Remember you heard it here on Aimless Ramblings.  Hope everyone stateside had a great long weekend.  Now it's back to the grind.   See you later.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Sultry Start to September -A New Story


They rented the beach cottage for the month of September. It was something they had done ever since they were first married.  Their relationship had begun on a Labor Day weekend here on the island.  This was their favorite time because once the Labor Day weekend was over most of the visitors cleared out and they were left with a quiet, peaceful vacation.  It meant no traffic on the bridge, a deserted beach, great tables and service at the local restaurants.

 Joanna had been coming to the island since she was a little girl. Her grandparents had been caretakers on an island estate and she  spent her summers with them.  When she was sixteen she met Carter Hannigan.  Carter was eighteen and the son of the local police chief.  His family had moved to the island the year before and this was Carter’s first summer.  He had a summer job working at the local marina.  Joanna and some of her friends had rented a hobie cat for the day and when they returned it Carter checked it in.  Joanna couldn’t take her eyes off him.   He was gorgeous with blonde hair, blue eyes and was tanned a beautiful bronze color.  He could have passed for a model in a magazine. Joanna fell in love and he didn’t even give her a second look. She was crushed but was determined to get his attention before the summer was over.

 Joanna spent the rest of the summer plotting ways to get Carter to ask her out.   He was always nice to her but that was it. She found out he thought she was just too young.  Armed with this information, she changed her tactics.  Her plan was to seduce him at the End of Summer Beach Fest held on Labor Day Weekend. All the kids would get together make a huge bonfire, play music, and dance. Summer romances would sneak off and pledge their undying love to one another and promise to be faithful until the next season. When Carter saw a group of kids starting to smoke pot he figured it was time for him to leave.  Being the son of the Chief of Police he felt it would be best.  Joanna saw him starting to walk away and ran after him.  This was going to be her last chance.  The two rum and cokes she had had given her a false sense of courage.  She called out to him – he stopped and turned around and she ran right into his arms. She began kissing and hugging him.  He stopped her and stepped back.

“What are you doing?” he asked

“I am trying to prove to you that I am not too young.  I know what you want and I am willing to give it to you”

“You have no idea what I want and you are too young or you wouldn’t be acting this way.  Have you been drinking? He asked noting that she was none too steady on her feet and her words were a little slurred.

“No., she lied

“I think you have and I am going to take you home to your grandparents before you get into trouble”

She was sober enough to know she didn’t want her grandparents to see her in this condition.  Joanna knew they would be disappointed in her and told Carter to just leave her alone she would go home on her own.  He wasn’t about to let that happen.  She was a kid and he saw it as his responsibility to see her home safely.  She began fighting him and so he grabbed her and heaved her up over his shoulder and started off toward home.  She was kicking and screaming at him to put her down.  When she gave him an especially hard kick he gave her behind a sharp slap.

“How dare you”.

“If you don’t stop carrying on there is more where that came from.  You deserve a good spanking and I would be more than happy to see that you get what you deserve”.

She was sobering up quickly and gave him another good kick.  He yelled and before she knew what was happening she was down on the ground and being pushed over his hip.  He started spanking her in earnest.  She was yelping and calling him every name she could think of.  The more she yelled, the harder he spanked.  When she was finally quieted, he stopped and let her up.  She ran from him as fast as she could.  He didn’t follow close but watched until she got to the cottage.

That was the last time she saw Carter Hannigan until she was 21 years old.  She no longer spent the summers at her grandparents.  They had retired and now only came to the island as visitors.  She accompanied them that Labor Day weekend and ran into Carter at the local diner. She was embarrassed remembering their last encounter and was going to just ignore him when he came over and said hello to her grandparents and her.  He was as gorgeous as she had remembered and she still felt butterflies in her tummy.  He said he was home for the weekend before starting his dentistry internship. During the conversation, he told them his parents were giving him a send off party that evening and invited them to attend.

Joanna and her grandparents attended the party.  That night Carter saw Joanna as a woman and liked what he saw. Before the end of the evening he knew she was the girl for him and he hoped she was still interested.
They had high hopes for this vacation.  The past year had been a difficult one for them.  Joanna had another miscarriage and this one had almost torn them apart. After attending grief counseling they were trying to recapture the spark that had gone out of their marriage.  Neither one of them was willing to throw away fifteen years. The island had brought them together and they both hoped it would keep them together.

That first Saturday night they had gone to their favorite island restaurant and were walking back to the cottage when they spotted the bonfire on the beach.  Carter squeezed Joanna’s hand and she squeezed back as she remembered that night.  They walked toward the fire and watched the kids.  Carter suggested they walk back to the cottage and do what she wanted to do that night so long ago.  She melted – she was still so in love with him.

“ So Joanna shall I throw you over my shoulder or do you want to walk back?”

“I would rather walk, if you don’t mind.”

“How about the spanking, shall we relive that too.  It’s been a long time”.

“Yes, it has.”

When they entered the cottage, Carter turned on their I Pod and invited Joanna to dance with him.  Slow dancing led to kissing and kissing led to petting and soon they were shedding their clothing.  He led her to the bedroom and placed her on the bed. He caressed her back and nibbled on her neck.  Slowly he began kneading her bottom.  The kneading turned to light slaps, then caressing, then harder slaps and soon she was raising her butt to receive those wonderful spanks.  This was nothing like the first spanking he had given.  She was squirming but in an entirely different way.  As his one hand spanked, the fingers on his other hand found her pleasure spot.  She was so ready for him and begged for him to enter her.  When he finally did they came together in a way that hadn’t happened in a long time.

The next morning, Joanna brought Carter his coffee in bed.  She snuggled up to him and told him how wonderful last night had been. She said she wanted to have more nights like that rather than the ones they had been having for the last couple of years. Maybe they had been trying too hard to conceive and had forgotten how great their sex life had been.   He suggested they didn’t have to wait for nightfall; as he recalled morning sex was pretty great too.

They spent the remaining days of their vacation falling back in love.  They strolled on the beach, lazed in the sun, ate fabulous food and made love every day, often more than once a day.  They went back to their real lives as newlyweds.  Their friends couldn’t believe the change in them.  The island had once again worked its magic.

Another year passed and they arrived on the island on Labor Day Weekend. When they got off the ferry, Carter’s parents were there to meet and greet them.  The grandparents couldn’t wait to get their hands on the newest member of the Hannigan family.  Another generation was going to be indoctrinated into the magic of the island.