Yesterday, at home after work, I got a text message from Felicia. It said: 'Coming home – naked!' I had to admit that my heart started to beat harder. The message did not mean, as you may think, that Felicia was coming home naked. No, it meant that she was coming home and she expected me to be naked when she did.
This is her new idea of fun. And perhaps a way of making this commitment a bit more intense. It started this Saturday but the only reason I got her meaning was that we had toyed with the idea before. She sent me a text when I was at home and she was at her department. It said one thing and that was 'spanking.'
I sort of got it anyway and it got my pulse up. It meant simply that I was going to get a spanking when she got home. It came like a surprise while I was just being there, sitting in the armchair, reading a book with bananas on my lap. Suddenly I knew I was going to be spanked and it changed things.
Felicia confirmed my interpretation when she got home and Miranda's bottom was smarting when she was done. I liked it and I don't know if the anticipation made it a little more...how should I put it, exciting, but I didn't make her dinner because I was busy in our bedroom, if you know what I mean. She was as busy as I was, in the same place so she couldn't cook either...chuckles.
Anyway, yesterday my heart started beating as I understood what she meant. I felt, kind of humiliated by this short statement, which wasn't even a statement, just a word – naked.
Anyway, Miranda was naked when Felicia got home and she got a great big hug in the hallway. There is something immensely exciting being naked and hugging a red haired stunner who is very much still clothed. Makes you feel a little vulnerable and...well, naked.
Enough of that now. Yesterday became a tad busy too, I can tell you. And Miranda has a smile on her face while writing this.