Tuesday, 25 November 2014

The Little Things in Life

One of the things which never ceases to amaze me about TTWD is how far we have come with our communication skills.

Mostly it is how much better Dan has become at reading me. His antennae seem to have doubled their length, and  they've certainly increased their ability to interpret my often complex signals.


Mostly we've been coasting along reasonably in step, with just the occasional high and low to stem the slide into boredom and lethargy. 

I'm usually allowed to choose my own implements when Dan decides it's time to issue reminders, though for the sexier types of spankings I much prefer the Rose Paddle despite the fact that Dan does get a bit carried away when using it. He did remark that I have now managed to perfect my front crawl 


and that he almost sees my bottom pass from right to left across his lap whilst he is busy trying to hit the target. 


I tell him that he is so good at hitting the target these days, ie the same spot for about ten spanks, that it feels like someone has placed a magnifying glass between the sun and my bottom, making it feel as if that spot is about to spontaneously combust. But when I complain, he immediately peppers the entire area with the rapid fire. So now I tend to slither forwards more surreptitiously until his arm brings me to rapid halt.

I wonder if you all wake up in a good mood every morning? Sadly I do not. I have a tendency when feeling the pressure, to wake up around 2.30 in the morning and lie with multitudinous thoughts going through my head till around 4.00 when I either get up and go walk about, or finally manage to drop back off to sleep. 

Dan rarely wakes, and I try not to wake him, but sometimes when he is snoring loud enough to wake the dead, 


I feel obliged to toss and turn, reach for my glass and drink some water, press the little button on my bedside clock to check the time, 


get up to visit the loo, put my bedsocks on if my feet are cold, 


take my bedsocks off if my feet are too hot, get up and adjust the curtains to prevent any moonlight from lighting up the bedroom....you get the picture?

The other night was one such night. I was wakened at around 2.15 by a mouse in clogs galloping about in the wall to the right of our bed. It sounded as if it were moving concrete blocks. No little sounds of pittering and pattering from the mice in our part of the world - they're heavyweights!

So I lay around a bit hoping to drop back to sleep, but eventually, having completed the entire list above and then some, Dan woke up and asked me if I was okay. I snarled a bit, then suggested he go back to sleep and I promised to try to lie still. I was remembering someone (or maybe a couple of someones) who suggested one of you rubbed the other person, but at 3 in the morning I couldn't quite remember the rules, and luckily, just trying to remember sent me off to sleep.

But then comes the bit in the morning when your eyelids feel they have lead weights attached to them, and all you want to do is snuggle back in your pillow, pull the duvet up around your eyebrows, and slumber happily regardless of the day ahead.

This, of course, is the time I feel Dan breathing somewhere in the vicinity of my neck and patting my bottom encouragingly. I make the noise a sleepy squirrel makes 


and burrow down once again. Dan gets more persistent and tweaks a nipple. This time I give a low growl to try to put him off.

Dan is stubborn. He refuses to be put off anything, and before he was startled into becoming more familiar with my bottom, he was one heck of a boob man. Lying half hidden in my bosoms he gives a sigh of contentment and carries on tweaking - both nipples this time.

I do not rise to the bait. I am still trying to sleep. 


Even my body has gone into non-responsive mode. Dan raises his head and mutters something about not even being able to feel the smallest shiver of pleasure. I nod into my pillow in agreement.

But that man is nothing if not persistent, 


and will not be deterred. He grabs me around the middle and launches an all out assault on my person.

This time I squeak a little, so he ups the tempo. 

He spanks first one cheek then the other at a rapid rate - too high as usual - but I start to bounce on the bed like a kettle drum. I am now waking up and feeling rather like a squashed slug getting its bottom spanked.


He will keep spanking the same spot and his hand is so much harder these days. I count ten and shriek at him. He ignores me for a few more spanks then mercifully moves to the other cheek, where naturally, the action is repeated.

Then the strangest thing. My libido returns with a vengeance. The "Me Tarzan, You Jane" syndrome almost takes my cells apart and rebuilds them. 


I can't remember exactly what I was yelling, but I can relate that it led to an extremely vociferous and active session of love-making. 


At one point I thought that maybe at my age I shouldn't be making such a racket, but then I thought "Nah.These opportunities should not be ignored."

The bed was trashed and the whole area looked like a hurricane had hit. 


I was heartily glad that our grown offspring have no idea just how much in love and how energetic their parents still are. In my mind, I wish them equally long and happy marriages, and hope they are still as energetic when they get to our age. Snigger!

Dan went and got us hot drinks. I was lying stretched out face down when he went off downstairs, and I was still lying in the same position when he returned.

"Are you alive?" he enquired.


"Mmphm" I replied (in the manner of 'Outlander' - I am now on Book 3!)

"Drink your coffee before it gets cold." Ha! Now he knows how I feel!

I continued to lie there whilst we had a conversation. 

"That was so wonderful. I wish you would spank me more often like that. I would love you to spank more, and harder."

"Your trouble is that you've got the hide of an armadillo."


This makes me sit up in a hurry and I glare at him indignantly to see if he is serious or not. Luckily for him he's not.

"I don't mind, you know, if you grab me and administer a few more 'good  girl' spankings of this calibre."

Dan raises his eyebrows. "I don't want you to accuse me of being abusive."


"Oh for goodness sake. I thought we had laid this one to rest a long time ago."

"You know what I mean. And anyway, isn't this called 'trying to take control'?"

"Nah. Just giving you a few pointers. You know jolly well that you won't do anything you don't want to do."

"Very true." Dan gives me his practised 'evil grin'.

Then we are up and on our way down to have some breakfast before showering. 

As I walk ahead of him along the corridor he starts to stroke my bare bottom making me giggle. Dan knows exactly how to lure me out of my vegetative state of mind. 


(I couldn't find a picture of a man stroking a naked woman's bottom, so I substituted this picture - it's so sweet and it's how he makes me feel. He strokes my bottom every night when he comes to bed!)

It's the little things in life that are important.

33 comments:

  1. It sure is those little things...although your morning sounds more like gigantic fun!
    hugs abby

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    1. I was all set for my morning not to be fun - but Dan completely turned it around, and it made all the rest of my day good too.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  2. Sweet, Ms. Lady armadillo behind!
    I loved this! Dan is definitely persistent! Would you call him armadillo hand that meets armadillo behind?!

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    1. I know. Armadillo indeed! I suppose you could say he has developed an armadillo hand. I would never have thought it way back in the day.

      I am now putting extra moisturiser on my bottom every night!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  3. I smiled all through this. Armadillo behind lol. Every night P strokes my bottom before dozing off. Last night I wasn't in the correct position and as I heaved over, and he reminded me with a few swats! Yes, those little things make a big difference.
    hugs
    DF

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    1. Well, my answer just has to be SNAP! How funny! I wonder if any of the other girls get the same attention?

      Hugs
      Ami

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  4. Ami,
    I eagerly read every word and took in each photo. I loved hearing about your evening of love and spanks. Well done!
    Meredith

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    1. Well, it was my 'morning of love and spanks' but I'll let you off this time. LOL! Not quite the same as visiting the 'closet' though. I am still intrigued about that.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  5. Spanked for no response, ROFL. You're letting him get way to smart Ami! I myself don't like morning spankings. I think they hurt more when you're not quite awake yet. Now the rest of it sounds wonderful. Love that last little sign too. Clara

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    1. Hmmm. It depends on the nature of the spanking and what comes after. LOL! I admit I was pleasantly surprised.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  6. What a sweet morning wake-up Ami. I am not a morning person but I just might learn to enjoy waking up like that. ;)

    Hugs and Blessings...
    Cat

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    1. Cat, you would learn to love it. Wish I had discovered it years ago!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  7. I love your sense of humor, Ami. It is making fun of yourself, without a low self image. There is an English word for it that I can't come up with right now.
    I love the length of your post, the are the ideal length of a blog post in my book.
    I love the openness wich you write with. It is as you are with you in your bedroom (that accounts for all the flies keeping you awake at night).
    And finally I love the balance between text and pictures.

    I love the post, Ami.
    Han

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    1. Han, I have an enormous sense of humour. Life is too short to have a grim expression. Smiling is much nicer. I am SO glad you enjoy to read my blog. Sadly, although we are only just across the North Sea from each other, I don't know any Dutch at all, but I do love the Netherlands, and have visited many times.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  8. Thanks Ami for changing the color on your words so I could actually see this post and really enjoy it. Loved the squirll photo, it's so me on any given morning. Loved the ending photo so cutely done. Sounds like things ended up being a win-win for all.

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    1. Oh I am soooo pleased. I shall stick to this colour if you are able to read it better. I don't mind at all. I think I am more of a dormouse now winter is here. And yes, it was a lovely start to the day for me.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  9. Oh Ami you crack me up. I love this! I can definitely relate to lying awake for hours. Sounds like a wonderful way to start the day. Glad you two are having so much fun :) The little things mean so much.

    Hugs
    Roz

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    1. Hi Roz! What is it with this sleeplessness thing! It drives me up the wall!

      We have relaxed into TTWD and every day is different. I think we both feel more content with life. It was such a wonderful way to start the day and so unexpected, because I was convinced that I was going to be snarky and unresponsive. Dan teased me into being in a much sunnier mood, and all without getting annoyed with me. Definitely the little things!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  10. Hi Ami, Oh gosh that sounds like one of my sleepless nights, seems like Dan perked you right up!!
    love Jan,xx

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    1. How is it that so many of us around here get these sleepless nights? Good job we know a cure! Smirk! See you next week!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  11. Dan clearly has what I call "Lead hand syndrome"!! :) I swear the hand spanks sometimes feel as hard as a brick at times. LOL!! Rob suffers from that one these days as well!!

    This was too cute, Ami!!! :) And the whole thing made me smile. Sounds like you too had a WONDERFUL morning of fun together! Wishing you many more of the same! Many hugs,

    <3 Katie

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    1. "Lead hand syndrome!" I will remember that! Seems to me that several around here suffer from it, so it must be catching! LOL! Yes, it was a lovely morning. Thank you.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  12. that was such a sweet post. thank you for sharing... and i 'm sorry that you wake up in the middle of the night, here's wishing you more sleep-thru nights!

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    1. Hi Honey! Thanks for popping over. How are you?

      I hate lying awake for hours during the night. It's the pits. Thank you for your good wishes!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  13. Love the progression of your morning Ami! And I totally agree - I would be absolutely delighted to be woken up that way. I think I'll share this with hubby as a hint. :)
    hugs,
    Cali

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    1. It turned into a great way to start the day. I wish this happened more often - often we are madly rushing around and don't have time for ourselves. I think we all owe it to ourselves to have fun like this.

      Hugs
      Ami

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  14. Such a sweet post...I am so glad to hear how happy you are. And what a delightful way to wake up. :-) Hugs to you

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    1. Thank you, Terps. It was a very good way to relieve the stress in more ways than one, and it certainly woke me up!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  15. You do make me laugh Ami.

    You sound like me awake at 2.30 and still awake at 4.00 - 4.30 and P snoring soundly.

    Hope you have a good weekend.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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    1. Hi Ronnie, I am glad I make you laugh. There is nothing as positive as 'laughter'. But thinking about all this sleeplessness - maybe we should get together and have a virtual 'party'? There do seem to be a lot of us suffering from 'wide awake' syndrome.

      You have a good weekend too!

      Hugs
      Ami

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  16. Nice that he got you so aroused in the middle of the night. Sounds like you had a great time even if you lost some sleep. I can rub my good girl in the middle of the night, even between her legs, and she sleeps through it all.

    FD

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