I’d tried everything to calm my anxious brain.
Deep breathing.
Thinking positive thoughts.
An orgasm.
Nothing fucking worked.
I heard John Brownstone moving back and forth between the house and the garage. He was busy, and I hated to interrupt, but I needed him.
“Daddy…”
“Yes, babygirl.” His tone so tender, I nearly melted.
Through clenched teeth and a closed throat I asked, “Will you spank me?”
His eyes lit up. A grin blossomed across his face.
“Yes! Absolutely! Get your ass in that bedroom and strip!”
The story of what happened will be written soon enough, but this image serves as a reminder that I asked for it, and I received.
Just a reminder that John Brownstone and I are simultaneously participating in February Photofest this year. If you want to see an image from his perspective, make sure to check out his website: Southern Sir’s Place
Such a lovely shade of red
I love the affection you both have for each other, it always comes across so beautifully every time.
😀 Thank you. This project is fun, it’s letting us connect in a more mindful way. We’re (mostly) like this all the time, but we don’t stop and think about it much so we take it for granted. This month has forced us to stop doing that. 🙂
This is such a sexy shot – i have to say you are very neat and the rosy cheeks just top it off 😉
LOL, I stay as neat as possible. Genetics probably took care of part of it, and my monthly wax does the rest, lol.
That is such a wonderful glow. The colour really suits you.
KW
After purple, it’s definitely my favorite. 😉