SPRING FLING

Janet was so excited to be getting away for a few days.  She and two of her fellow teachers Sydney and Brianna had rented a cottage at Myrtle Beach for the long Easter weekend.  All she wanted to do was relax on the beach, work on her suntan and read a book that had nothing to do with her schoolwork.  In addition to her teaching position she was studying for her Master’s and would be completing the program in June.  Her schedule hadn’t allowed her much free time for the last two years and this was a much needed break.

When they arrived at the cottage there was a picnic basket filled with a bottle of wine and some cheese and crackers awaiting them.  The card attached said welcome and was signed by a C. Bartlett.  Neither one of them knew a C. Bartlett but after unloading the car, they opened the wine and munched on the crackers and cheese.  They were sitting on the screened in porch discussing what they planned on doing for the rest of the weekend when a car pulled in the driveway. A good looking man of about 40 stepped out and came to the door.  He knocked and yelled hello.

“Hi, I’m Chad Bartlett.   I own the cottage and just dropped by to see if you received the goodie basket and if there was anything I could do to make your stay more enjoyable.”

They all responded at once that so far they couldn’t think of anything.  Janet introduced Sydney and Brianna and then herself.  She thanked him for the basket.

“As you can see, we are enjoying the gift.  Would you like to join us for a glass of wine?”

He replied that although he would like to he had to get to an appointment on the other side of town.  He told them that later that evening The Fish Shanty was having a live band and a Ladies’ Nite they might enjoy.  Usually just the locals attended and it wouldn’t be as crowed as some of the other tourist traps.  Janet thanked him for the information and said they just might do that.  She extended her hand and when he touched her fingers, she got an electrical shock. She quickly pulled her hand back and held the door open for him.

When he left all three ladies looked at each other and just smiled.  Sydney remarked that he was one good looking guy.  Brianna and Janet agreed.  Of the three, Janet was the only one not attached in some way.  They changed into their swimsuits and headed down to the beach. Before leaving, Janet had googled the handsome Mr. Bartlett.  She found that he was a local realtor and involved in many community projects.  She also found that he was divorced and the father of two teenage children.

Over the last two years she hadn’t had much time for socializing.  She had the occasional date but mostly spent her free time working on her thesis.  She wouldn’t mind a quick little fling to add some excitement to her life.  They had decided to give The Fish Shanty a try and she hoped he would be there.  She had definitely felt something when she shook his hand.  She wondered if he felt the same thing.

They arrived at The Fish Shanty about 7:30pm.  It was already crowded and they had to wait for a table.  They waited in the bar until their name was called.  While they were sitting there just enjoying the company and the scenery, the waiter arrived with a tray of drinks.

“We didn’t order another round” Sydney said.

The waiter responded that Chad Bartlett  had sent them over.  He nodded in his direction.  Janet looked over and Chad winked back in acknowledgement.  It wasn’t long before he sauntered over to their table and remarked he was glad they had taken his suggestion.  He said they wouldn’t regret it.  The seafood was the best on the beach and much more reasonable than some of the fancier restaurants. Janet hoped he was right on both counts because  teachers salaries only went so far. 

“Oh, so you are all teachers.  I started out that way but soon found out that I couldn’t support my family on a teacher’s salary.” 

They all nodded in agreement.  Brianna asked about his family.  Janet was glad that she didn’t have to broach that subject.  He explained that he had been divorced for several years and that he had two children, a girl 15 and a boy 17.  He then inquired about them. Sydney replied she was married but her husband was in the military and on a short term assignment in Europe.  Brianna said was engaged but her fiancé was involved in an engineering project and was in DC for the next two weeks.  He seemed to brighten when Janet didn’t mention any attachments.

Just then, the waiter called their number and said their table was ready.  Janet asked him to join them and he readily agreed.  He was a good conversationalist and entertained them with tales  of the local lore.  When the band started he asked Janet to dance.  She readily accepted and found he was a great dancer.  He was courteous enough to also ask Sydney and Brianna to dance also.  Janet noticed though that he saved the slow numbers for her.  By the end of the evening, he asked Janet if she would be comfortable enough to join him for a walk on the beach and if he could take her home.  She said that would be fine and she would tell her friends she would see them later.
 

They left and strolled on the beach.  They continued telling each other about themselves when Janet asked about the cause of his divorce and if it was hard on his children.  He explained that he wasn’t always the best husband as far as his wife was concerned.  He said his children had adapted better than he expected and he thought it was because he was still a strong presence in their lives.

Janet didn’t delve into the matter any further.  She felt it was a private matter and if he wanted to explain further he would do so.  It didn’t matter to her.  She wanted a weekend romance – nothing more.

They continued to walk and talk until Janet said she wanted to call it a night.  She said they’d had a long drive and she was exhausted.  He asked if he could see her again tomorrow and she said she would have to check with Sydney and Brianna to see if they had made any plans.  She knew they would encourage her to see Chad but she didn’t want to seem too anxious.  She told him she would call him in the morning.  He dropped her off at the cottage and gave her a chaste good night kiss.

The kiss left her wanting more. 

About 10:00 the next morning she called Chad and got his voicemail.  She told him she was available if he still wanted to get together.  He called back about an hour later and explained he had to take his daughter to practice.  He said he would pick her up about 11:30 and to bring a bathing suit.

As they drove to the marina he asked if she liked sailing.  She said she hadn’t done much but she did enjoy being out on the water.  He told her he had a picnic lunch delivered to his boat and thought they would sail to one of the smaller coves and enjoy an afternoon of sailing and sun.

The cove was secluded and empty when they moored.  They went ashore in the inflatable dingy, had lunch and decided to nap in the sun.  She awoke when she felt someone watching her.  Chad was laying there, propped up by this elbow and just staring. 

“You are quite pretty, Janet.  And to think you have a brain too”

“Thank you, she said, but it must be good genes, have to thank my parents”.

“Unassuming too.  I could be very tempted to succumb to your charms”.

Janet blushed and responded she could say the same things about him.  He reached over a started to kiss her neck, her ears and soon they were in each others arms and kissing passionately. 

“I think we better stop before this goes any further”, he said

She asked why.  He responded he was not prepared to go to the next step.  He didn’t have any protection.  She told him she had been a girl scout and she was prepared.  She reached into her purse and pulled out a package of condoms.  He laughed and said that on top of everything else, she was also resourceful.

Soon they were naked.  He pushed her down and began kissing while his fingers strolled deliciously down her torso.  When she didn’t think she could take any more, he found her wetness and his talented fingers found their mark.  Just as she had almost reached nirvana, he stopped, rolled her over, and began spanking her well rounded butt.  She was startled and was just about to say something when his fingers again found her sweet spot.  Once again she was arching her body to achieve climax when he stopped and once again began spanking her.  This time he continued to spank her while his other hand fingered her to completion.  She had never had such a powerful orgasm.   She was still trying to catch her breath when he rolled her over and entered her with a powerful thrust.  It wasn’t long before she was within reach of another orgasm when he reached his climax that brought her over the top.  He rolled off her and lay back on the blanket.  She lay there spent.  She had just experienced the best sex of her life.

“WOW” was all she managed to say.  He just grinned and matter of factly asked if she was okay.

“More than okay” she answered.  “I would have never thought that a spanking could feel so good. 
"There are many kinds of spankings.  If you like we could experiment to see which ones you liked best.  She giggled and said that maybe he could hide a couple of suggestions in her Easter Basket.

He said he would check with the Easter Bunny to see what could be done.

                                  
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Patrick's Lucky Day

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Today was going to be his lucky day – he just knew it.  After all it was St. Patrick’s Day and he was named Patrick. He and his brothers, Jack and Bobby would be marching in the St. Patrick’s Day Parade.  They were part of the family business.  That business happened to be policemen for the City of Chicago.  It was a long family tradition – both their father and grandfather had been policemen before them.

As he was putting on his uniform he thought about how proud he was of his family.  They were a large rowdy bunch and loved each other fiercely.  Along with Jack and Bobby, there were also three sisters, Maureen, Colleen and Katie. Their parents, John and Kathleen Cochrane, were hosting their usual St. Patrick’s Day party at their house after the parade.  He was the oldest and the only one not yet married with children.  The family never missed an opportunity to remind him he wasn’t getting any younger – today would be no exception.  He would be getting the jibes all day long.

It wasn’t as if he didn’t want to get married and settle down.  He had just not found anyone with whom he wanted to spend the rest of his life.  He had a couple of long term relationships but they were just long enough for him to realize he didn’t want them to be around forever.

Maybe today the luck of the Irish along with some help from the leprechauns would yield him a sweet Irish lass.

              

After the parade everyone stopped by Flannagan’s for a beer.  He didn’t stay long because he wanted to stop by his house to take his dog Barney for a walk before he left for his parents.  He was just rounding the corner and Barney was doing his usual sniff every object possible when a little kitty went dashing in front of them.  Barney lunged forward and knocked him off balance and he found himself down on his kiester.  He was surprised when he heard giggling and then a quick apology for laughing.  He tried to get up with as much dignity as he could muster when he looked up and saw her.  Fireworks were going off everywhere.  She was about 5”4 with the bluest eyes he had ever seen, strawberry blond hair pulled back in a pony tail and he immediately knew this was his lucky day.  He introduced himself and told her he was usually not this awkward but Barney loved to chase anything that moved and the kitty was just too much temptation for him to overcome.  She laughed again and it was the sound of tinkling bells.  She introduced herself as Lauren and said she lived just around the corner.  She said she had often seen them going on their walk.  He asked her what she was doing for the rest of her life and she laughed again. 

“I don’t know about the rest of my life, but tonight I am going to a party with my co-worker” she said.

Patrick laughed and asked her for dinner on Saturday.  She agreed.  She knew he was a policeman and if she couldn’t be safe with a cop there was not much hope left in this world.  Lauren gave him her address and he said he would pick her up around 7:00.

They both went their respective ways.  Patrick couldn’t believe his luck but then today was his day, wasn’t it.

Lauren had often seen Patrick and Barney on their daily walks and thought he was a fine looking male specimen.  Six feet, two inches with shiny black hair and green eyes – she had tried accidently running into him often.  Today it finally worked.  She couldn’t wait until Saturday.

                         

The party was in full swing when he got to his parents.  There were kids running everywhere and everyone laughing and enjoying telling stories of past years escapades. The ladies were all milling around the kitchen tending to last minute food preparation and exchanging their own stories. It was always the same but it never failed to bring a smile to his face and joy to his heart.  He was glad to be part of this loud raucous family but also a little jealous because he sometimes felt the odd man out. 

Sometime later he looked up and saw Lauren and Kevin standing at the door next to his sister Katie.  Kevin had been a friend of Katie’s ever since college and was actually the godfather to Sean, Katie and Bills’ youngest son.  His heart sank.

He casually walked over and said hello to Lauren.  Katie and Kevin were surprised. 

“I didn’t know you two knew one another” Katie said.

“We just met this afternoon” said Lauren.

Kevin said he and Lauren worked together and she mentioned she had never been to a St. Paddy’s Day party before.  He told her he knew the perfect place to enjoy the best time ever. Based on Katie and Kevin’s reaction, Pat had the distinct impression this was a set up.  He would get Katie alone later and give her the biggest hug for interfering in his life.  

Lauren had been trying to meet Pat for a while and now they were thrown together twice in the same day.  Maybe some of that Irish Leprechaun magic was working. She could feel Pat’s reaction to her and knew that he was as interested in her as she in him.  Lauren loved how he interacted with his siblings and nieces and nephews.  He was both strong and gentle.  She felt he was someone who could give her what she craved in a relationship. 

Pat spent the rest of the evening glued to Lauren’s side.  She was cute and sassy.  He didn’t want to scare her off but he knew she was the one he wanted to be with for the rest of his life. When she and Kevin left Pat thought there really was such a thing as love at first sight. Saturday couldn’t come soon enough.

Saturday at 6:55 Pat was as Lauren’s door.  She yelled to come on in she would be right down. He didn’t like her leaving the door unlocked and made a mental note to discuss it with her.  When she came downstairs, he was dumbstruck again.  She had on a black mini with a low slung silver belt, black knee high boots, her hair over to one side. She looked gorgeous and all thoughts of lecturing her about the unlocked door had flown out the window.

They got in the car and Pat reminded her to buckle up.  She said she never used the seat belt and had actually disconnected the buzzer in her car.  Being a policeman, he couldn’t let that go. “When you are riding in a car, a seat belt is a must.  It is the law and you can get ticketed. But most importantly it can save your life. Now please put on your seat belt.” She did so reluctantly.

They drove to the restaurant and had a wonderful dinner.  Conversation revolved around what a wonderful family he had and how much fun she had at the party. When they got back in the car to drive home, Lauren did not fasten her seatbelt. Pat reminded her again and told her the third time he would make sure he would never have to remind her again.

“What are you going to do, spank me?”

“As a matter of fact, yes I will.

“If you think you are man enough to spank me, you’re welcome to try” she teased.

“Oh, I am man enough.  Just let me catch you not wearing your seatbelt again and you will find yourself over my knee.”

“I think I would like that” she replied.

 Lauren was excited.  She had always had a secret desire to meet a man who believed in spanking.  She mentioned it to a boyfriend once and he said he didn’t go in for kink.  After that, she squelched her desires but they never went away.  Here was a man who obviously didn’t feel that way. She couldn’t wait to test the waters. 

They made a date for the following weekend. When Pat picked her up,  the door was unlocked and she yelled for him to come in.  The minute she came downstairs he told her it was very unsafe to leave her door unlocked.  She asked him if she continued to do so would that be another spanking offense.

“Absolutely”

“I will have to make a note of all the things I do that deserve a spanking” Lauren replied sassily.

On their way back home after the date, Lauren did not buckle her seat belt.  Pat didn’t say a word just reached over and buckled her in. They pulled up to her house and he walked her to the door.  Once inside he held her in his arms and kissed her.  Lauren was disappointed.  She deliberately had not fastened her seat belt.  Now here he was hugging and kissing her.  What a disappointment. He kissed her again and then led her over to the sofa.  Then he began his lecture.  He told her what she could expect if he ever caught her not using her seat belt again.  She didn’t want to make this too easy on him though.

“Don’t go getting all policemen on me. I don’t need protection. I’m an adult and I can take care of myself” Lauren said haughtily.

“I’m sure you can, said Pat.  I am sorry if you are offended but it comes naturally.  I’m the oldest in my family and I have been looking after my siblings long before I became a policeman.  As for being an adult, you haven’t been acting responsibly.  Leaving doors unlocked and not using seatbelts is not responsible behavior.”

With that, he took her over his knee and began to spank her.  The spanks came hard and fast and in no time Lauren began to wiggle around.  She was kicking up her legs and almost kicked him.  He pinioned her legs under his and began another assault on her bottom.  When she finally settled down he let up and asked her if she had enough. She nodded her assent and he helped her up and held her on his lap.

“You are going to wear your seat belt from now on, right?” asked Pat

“Yes”

“You are going to lock your doors when you are home alone, right” he asked again.

“Yes”

“Okay.  I hope so because otherwise you will find yourself back over my knee”

Lauren smiled to herself and thought yes I will make sure to find myself over your knee many a time, my big Irish lad. 

Pat whistled his way to his car and patted the lucky four leaf clover he kept in his pocket.


  

Happy Valentine's Day

She woke with the thought that today was going to be the most perfect day ever. This was going to be their first Valentine’s Day together as a married couple. Technically they had been married for ten years but Rob always seemed to be on another continent on Valentine’s Day. Last year he was in Afghanistan and the only contact was a Skype call.  Today he was here in Walnut Creek and she had been planning this day for a while.

                                      

A limo would drive them to the beach for sunset cocktails then onto Jackson’s By the Sea for a romantic dinner.  They would retreat to the lounge for après dinner drinks and coffee.  She would remove her panties on her last trip to the ladies’ room and hand them to him to hold for her. At first, he wouldn’t even realize what was in his hand. He would be ready to leave right then and there. But she had other plans.  They would linger a while heightening the sexual tension, return to the limo for some naughty foreplay and then home to a night filled with super hot sex.

At least, that’s how she imagined it would happen.  The reality wasn’t even close.

She woke with a scratchy throat and the sound of pouring down rain.  Damn, she thought, why did it have to be today?  She went downstairs and there was a card propped up on the table.  She poured a cup of coffee and sat down and opened her card. It was a funny card not the romantic card she had hoped to get.  She loved sweet sappy romantic cards.  Funny cards were fine for and from others, but from Rob she expected more.  She was disappointed.  When she went to put the creamer back in the fridge, there was a note from Rob asking her to please pick up his shirts from the laundry, get new windshield wipers from the auto parts store, stop by the post office to buy stamps, and if she had time drop off his uniform at the tailor’s.  She felt like going right back to bed and pulling the covers up over her head.  Instead she headed for the bathroom, took two aspirin and turned on the shower.

She was going to handle this like an adult and not a sulking brat.  If she hurried, she could do all of the chores on the list and still get back home in plenty of time to relax and get ready for their wonderful evening date.

She had just left the post office and was on the way to the tailor’s when she heard a funny noise.  She kept driving and a few seconds later, she heard it again. This time it was even louder.  Then the engine light came on.  Oh, just what I need.  She looked to see if there was a gas station she could pull into but no, of course not, that would be too easy.  She pulled into the parking lot of a nearby medical office and called Triple A.  They said they were backed up and wouldn’t be there for at least another hour.  So much for getting home early she thought.  She called Rob and told him what was happening and asked if she should try to make it home or just wait for the tow truck.  He suggested she wait for the truck.

Ninety minutes later, she was still waiting.  By now, the aspirin had worn off and her throat was aching, she was hungry because she had missed lunch and she had to pee.  She phoned Triple A again.  They apologized for the wait and said they would get to her as soon as possible.  She told them to forget it; she wasn’t going to wait any longer.  She started the car and drove a few miles before she heard the noise.  She was almost home when the car just stopped.  Luckily, it stopped on a residential street and there wasn’t any traffic.  She tried starting the car to no avail.  Now what, she thought.  If I call Triple A, it’s still going to be at least an hour until they arrive.  She decided to call a taxi.  A Good Samaritan came by and assisted her in getting her car off the road.  Finally, the cab arrived and drove her home.  She was soaking wet and in a foul mood.  This wouldn’t have happened if Rob had not given her that list of chores to do on Valentines’ Day.  She grabbed a glass of wine, took two aspirin and hopped in a hot steamy shower.

She stayed in the shower until the hot water ran out.  She heard Rob walk into the bedroom. The first thing he said was:

“Where did you have the car towed?  I called Total Repair.  The car’s not there”

“Happy Valentine’s Day to you too honey” said a totally pissed Diane.

“Oh, sorry.  Happy Valentine’s Day” as he reached over and gave her a kiss.

“So where’s the car? He asked again.

Diane’s voice rose exponentially   “The fucking car is parked at the curb on Dexter Avenue”. Thank you for your concern.” She said through gritted teeth.

She went on about the car, the chores, her sore throat, his inconsideration, dadadadadada. He took her in his arms and told her he was truly sorry she had such a bad day. He promised he would make it up to her.  He suggested they cancel their plans and just stay home and have a do over on Saturday.  Diane said no way; she had been planning this day for months.

The limo driver rang the bell promptly at 6:00.  Diane was not quite ready and when she came downstairs, Rob whistled and told her how beautiful she looked.   She acknowledged his comment but was still not in a very forgiving mood.  Since there was no sunset on this gloomy day they went right to the restaurant for cocktails.  Between the aspirin and drinks, Diane was beginning to feel woozy.  Rob suggested she slow down and switch to a non-alcoholic beverage. She told him she didn’t need him to be her keeper.  

“Maybe so”, he told her, “but if you keep acting like this, we are going to call a halt to this evening. You are not feeling well and so far you are not enjoying yourself and neither am I.”

She pushed back her chair and stormed over to the ladies room.  While she was gone, Rob closed out the check and went and waited by restroom door.  When Diane came out, he took hold of her elbow and escorted her out the door.  She was fighting him all the way.  The limo driver was waiting.  Once seated, Rob asked the driver to close the privacy window. 

“Relax, he told her”

“Like hell I will”, she said.

He told her she had better calm down or she would have a very red bottom to mark her Valentine’s Day. She didn’t heed the warning. When they got home she was still carrying on.  She stormed into the bedroom.  When he followed, she picked up his clothes brush and threw it at him.  It narrowly missed his head.

That’s it”, he said, “You had your last chance”. 

He picked up the brush, pulled her over his knee, yanked up her dress and proceeded to put the clothes brush to good use.  He was angry and knew he shouldn’t be doing this but she had really pissed him off.  He stopped spanking and looked at that lovely backside all reddened by the brush and lust just took over.  He picked her up and seated her on his lap and began kissing her while rubbing her punished tush.

“I’m sorry things didn’t turn out the way you planned.  I am sorry I spanked you but you were so out of control I lost my temper too.

 Will you forgive me?”

She just nodded her head.  He continued to hold and comfort her. 

“Damn, I love your ass”, as his hands kept massaging those fleshy mounds.

The kisses and hands became more demanding, their caresses more passionate, touching, feeling, teasing, exploring each other’s pleasure points – and deep in
 the throes of the most mind blowing sex they had ever had.

Maybe this wasn’t the Valentine’s Day she had planned but it turned out to be even better.                          

Diffusion

Barb woke up today remembering that it was Super Bowl Sunday.  Skip’s favored New England Patriots were playing and she knew he would be glued to the television from the minute the pre game hoopla started until the trophy was presented.  All in all about seven hours of blah, blah, blah.

The first couple of years they were married she tried to get involved and pretend to be interested. Sometimes she would watch the game with him.  She especially liked to see the players in their tight little football pants.  For her, it was the best part of the game. They had been invited over to friends but Skip wanted to stay home to watch the game.  After all, this was his beloved Patriots and he didn’t want to miss a thing.

Barb lay there thinking about how she was going to spend her day.  She would fix him a late breakfast and get out all the munchies and then go take the day for herself.  

Early afternoon, she kissed Skip goodbye and left on her “fun” day. He told her to be careful but to enjoy herself and thanked her for understanding about not attending the party. 

She stopped at her favorite salon and booked a facial, waxing and a mani\pedi.  She felt great as she left the salon and drove over to the mall.  Today was one of those days that she loved everything she touched.  Unfortunately, she not only touched she purchased and spent way more than she planned.  So much so she had to dip into their joint account because hers was depleted.  There was going to be hell to pay for that but it would be worth it when Skip saw her purchases.

She checked the movies and there really wasn’t anything she wanted to see.  She was hungry so she decided to stop for a bite to eat.  Most of their usual haunts were too crowded with super bowl revelers.  If I wanted that she thought I could just go home.  She remembered that little bistro that had just opened not too far from home.  She decided  go there because it was not the kind of place Skip would every pick.

She walked in and it was perfect.  No television blaring, no loud raucous sports fans, just a quiet little place.  She sat down at a small table and ordered a glass of wine.  The waiter explained if she planned to have more than one glass it would be more economical to get a carafe.  Why not she thought.  She perused the menu and ordered an appetizer sampler and a Cobb Salad.   Before the food even arrived, she had finished the first glass of wine.  The waiter poured the remaining wine into her glass. 

By the time her food arrived she had finished her wine and ordered more.   What the heck, she thought. If I don’t finish it – I don’t finish it.  She got up to go to the ladies’ room and the room was spinning.  OMG, she thought this can’t be happening.  I’m going to have to call Skip.  He will be livid.  She decided she would stay a little longer and ordered coffee.
   

Unfortunately, the coffee wasn’t working.  If anything, she felt worse because now she was feeling nauseous as well as dizzy.  I’ve got to call.  She dialed and was getting ready to hang up when Skip finally picked up the phone.

“Where the hell are you? He asked.  Nordstrum’s called hours ago and I’ve been trying to reach you.  Are you alright”

“No, I’ve had a couple of glasses of wine and I can’t drive home.  I need you to come and get me”

She told him where she was and he said he would be there as soon as he could.  He didn’t sound that angry.  She hoped she was right.

She asked for the check and went to get her wallet out of her purse.  She couldn’t find it.  She was getting frantic.  She removed everything and no wallet.  Maybe it fell out of her purse in the car.  She got up to go to the car and almost fell down.  The waiter immediately came over to assist when Skip walked in the door.  She was so embarrassed.  She told Skip she couldn’t find her wallet.  He said he knew that’s because she left it at Nordstrum’s. 

He paid the bill and helped her out to the car.  He was silent all the way home.  When they got there he helped her to the bedroom.  He helped her undress and get into bed.  He was being so sweet.  Just as he reached over to turn out the light, he told her to get a good night’s sleep because tomorrow she had an appointment over his knee.

The next morning when she woke Skip was already in the shower.  She got up and joined him.  She told him how sorry she was.  She tried to explain that she hadn’t meant to drink so much and she had done the right thing by calling him instead of trying to drive. He listened and told her he was glad she had called instead of trying to drive. He told her he would think about it but right now they had to get going because they had to pick up her car before he left for work.

That evening when Skip got home Barb was waiting for him in the bedroom.  She decided to give him his Valentine’s present early.  She was attired in her sexy new lingerie.  The lights were turned down, soft music playing and she handed him a glass of wine.

Then she gave him his Valentines present.  It was an embossed leather paddle with an attached card that read “Feel Free to Use as Needed”

He laughed so hard he almost spilled his wine.
 

“Now that’s what I call diffusing the situation.  Come here, Sexy Lady, let’s try this out”