An Interesting Weekend

We had a very nice weekend together with several opportunities to talk and discuss what has been going on. Friday night started with us going out to dinner and then to enjoy some live music with friends. Of course I was nervous about how the evening would go for me and if my feminine side or our wife-led marriage lifestyle would be brought up. The friends we were meeting are not folks from our normal circle of friends so as far as I know they are unaware of “Beverly” or my role as Linda’s housewife/cook/maid. I was nervous because I wasn’t sure if Linda would bring it up or in some way, expose me.

On the drive to the restaurant I thought about bringing the topic up but decided I had better just let the evening play itself out. I certainly didn’t want to say anything to damper Linda’s high spirits.

As it turned out, I had nothing to worry about, though it did come close a few times. One of the ladies was complaining how her husband never lifted a finger to help with housework or cooking. He boasted that he grilled out maybe once a week during the summer. Linda chimed in that I was a great cook and she loved the dinners I prepared. I noticed that she did not mention the frequency that I cook (daily) and no one asked so I dodged that bullet. The only uncomfortable moment occurred as we were listening to the band and Linda said she wanted to dance. I guess I must have hesitated for a second and gave off some indication that I was baulking because she leaned over and said in my ear “get up now or I am going to take you over my knee and spank you when we get home.” I thought she had said it quietly but I noticed the woman across from us smiling at me when I started to rise. Needless to say, we stayed on the dance floor until Linda was ready to sit.

Saturday, I helped her take some materials to her workplace. On the drive home she thanked me for helping her, stating how it would have taken her another hour if she had to do it alone. Then she turned in the seat as I drove and face me. Very seriously she said “I haven’t really thanked you lately for all that you do for me. I can’t remember the last time I cooked a meal, did a load of laundry, or vacuumed the house. I really appreciate how you take care of me. You really spoil me and I enjoy it totally.”

I was nearly in tears with emotions. A few minutes of silence passed before I asked “If I am spoiling you so much, then where is this talk about spanking me coming from? You have said something along those lines twice now. What gives?”

“I’m just trying to keep you in line. But if you must know, Darryl suggested it when we talked the other night. He said that taking you across my knees and spanking your pantied bottom would keep you in your place. He even said that he would be willing to do it for me if I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” Linda replied.

“What did you say to that?” I asked, shocked.

“I told him that I thought it was a good idea. So who do you want to give you your first spanking, me or Darryl?” I looked to see if she was joking but the look on her face said that she was very serious.

“How did the topic of spanking ever come up in conversation?” I asked.

“He asked if you ever refused to do something I asked or if you ever failed to do something properly. I told him that it seldom happened, that you were usually good about following orders. Then he asked me what I would do if you did fail, how would I handle the situation. I couldn’t answer because it had never come up. Oh, sure, there have been times when I had to push you a few time to get you to do something, but you usually gave in. Well, he said that you should agree immediately and without hesitation or there should be consequences to face. And that is when brought up the spanking idea. Actually, that’s not entirely true. Earlier in our conversation we were joking around and teasing each other and I had said no to something, I can’t remember what now. Anyway, he came back with ‘I may just have to take you over my knee and spank your cute little butt’. Of course, I laughed and said ‘you wouldn’t dare.’ And he said ‘just you wait and see’. But it was all just joking around. Neither of us were serious about it. But I think he was pretty serious when he said he would spank you if I wasn’t ready to. So you had better be good.”

By then we had reached home and the topic was dropped. But I can tell you it wasn’t forgotten I’m sure, by either of us! The last thing Linda threw out before going inside was “oh, by the way, Darryl may be in town next week.”

Oh, boy!