Ladies who lunch

The title is a bit of a misnomer since we actually breakfast together, but our meets function as the stereotypical "ladies who lunch" concept: each of us penciling each other in around a hectic schedule. Stereotypical, maybe, in implementation, but not in subject matter. I've made reference to our get-togethers before, and they definitely have a kinky bent, being that each of us are involved, to varying degrees, with TTWD (me to a lesser extent, scene-wise, as I'm not in the "scene" at all).

Still, we have difficulties saying the "S" word outloud, each leaning in and whispering it, feeling the thrill of it on our tongues, the prickle in our bellies. Or maybe that's just me. No, it couldn't be just me.

Now I am giddy with anticipation. It appears that one of my comrades may (fingers-crossed) join my Dom and I for a spanking game. Nothing is settled yet, but a few ideas have been proposed. My favorite is an OTK warm-up and then a light-hearted (but potentially heavy-handed) game of Round Robin with some slight modifications. No crop, please Sir!

This is a big step for me, something I've always fantasized about. If there were such a thing as a spanking star, I'd cast my wish now.