After watching the women's medium distance running last night I made a comment about the nice briefs that were a common sight on the track these days, and how they were better than the baggy shorts of the past.
My wife declared that to be a sexist comment, but she also asked me which I liked the best.
I said the dark blue and light blue ones.
"Back to dreaming about school knickers are we?" she wanted to know.
I nodded and said yes.
"I see. Well then, go and get the paddle with the holes and come back down here. I need to dissuade you from looking at other women's bottoms."
As I left the room she called out "Red punishment panties!"
By the time I got back to the sitting room there was a kitchen chair in the middle of the room and my wife was stood in her bra and pants, which were a sensational deep purple colour.
"I thought I would get comfortable whilst I make you uncomfortable." she said holding out one hand and pointing at the chair with the other.
I handed her the paddle and bent over with my palms on the chair seat.
"Up on your toes and repeat each time I spank you, I must not look at other women's bottoms."
She spanked me hard thirty times and as each smack landed and flattened my cheeks, I repeated the mantra.
I dropped down from my toes a couple of times which she was not pleased about. She likes my bottom high and stretched for the paddle swats.
As I followed her upstairs after my punishment, I admired the best bottom in the world.