A special new Man, and another new beginning, part 2

In my last post, I had been happily discussing the very enjoyable times I have recently been spending with a special Man, whom I will refer to as Hank within the confines of the Blog.  I will pick up at the end of the evening when we celebrated my Birthday, and take everyone through my thoughts and feelings up to this current time.

As I was on my way home that evening, my mind was reeling with the events that had unfolded.  My body was tingling with that feeling only a truly Earth-shattering Lovemaking session can give, and my Heart and stomach were fluttering with the words Hank had spoken during dinner.  ”I can’t believe He actually scolded me in front of the waiter” I kept thinking to myself, and that thought was quickly followed over and over with “would He have spanked me had we been at His house?”  I floated the whole way home, and fell quickly asleep to relive the evening over and over in my mind and looking forward to seeing Hank again.

That night came after two long weeks, much longer than either of us wanted.  Hank is a Nurse, and therefore has an odd schedule as well as many shifts that go past their scheduled time.  Our initial plan was for me to spend the evening with Him the next week, and cook dinner for Him once again and spend the night with Him for the first time.  This plan got rescheduled however, due to a very long and draining week that would have left Hank, in His words “Without the energy He wanted to devote to giving me a wonderful night”.  Hearing this kind of caring sentiment left me boiling with desire to be with Him that much more, and brought my Heart that much closer to the swelling point.  Finally, after a weeks delay, we were able to schedule a nice evening together this past Thursday, and I planned a nice dinner of steaks and lasagna.  The evening started out splendidly, with Hank putting His arms around me and giving me a very sweet, lingering kiss as I walked in the door.  I wanted to forget the ingredients I had in the bag I was carrying, and make a delicious meal out of Him, but I realized that the dinner I had planned would make the desert that much sweeter.

I made my way to the kitchen, and Hank went to shower at the same time, teasing me terribly by making very sure I got a good long look at His wonderfully sexy bare bottom (Black Men have such delicious bubble butts).  This sight, and the ensuing fantasies that it created, made preparing the lasagna properly more than slightly difficult but I wanted to make very sure I put my best effort forth.  It seems my persistence paid off, as Hank could not get enough, and praised me repeatedly on my culinary skills throughout the meal.  This made my sub side come out in force, as I very obediently and happily took both of our plates and glasses into the kitchen while my Man relaxed and watched me wiggle my bottom from room to room.  I was at the point where I could no longer resist, and when I came back into the living room, smiled and knelt in front  of the sofa to please Him.  This led to my being taken to His bedroom, and the incredible Lovemaking that He and I had engaged in while celebrating my Birthday was repeated, in a much more vigorous and passionate manner.  We somehow ended up intertwined back in the living room on the floor, and it was here that I got the answer to the question I had been asking myself since our last time together.

As Hank was massaging me, both of us deeply in post-coital bliss, He spent a good amount of time paying attention to my bottom.  This attention included a gentle swat, and I quickly showed my approval by arching my back and wiggling.  To my delight, this led to another, slightly firmer swat to my other cheek, which I responded to with another wiggle, this one much cheekier than the first.  I will never forget the dual tone of slight surprise/genuine happiness in His voice when He said “Oh, you DO like being spanked don’t you?”, to which I of course responded with a nod and half-moaning “mmmmyesssssssss” while keeping my bare cheeks raised nicely.  That combination earned me 20 or so rather firm swats that stung enough for me to realize that a true discipline spanking from Him would be a challenge at the least.  It also sent a fire burning through me that could only be extinguished one way…. and Hank provided a very long lasting extinguisher before holding my happily exhausted body in His arms.  As we were both quickly drifting off to sleep, He held His mouth close to my ear and said the words that made me melt, and that I had been hoping to hear… “I Love You Nick, my Heart is yours”.

Those words were repeated again early in the morning, as He was tucking me in after awakening me very naughtily before getting Himself ready for work.  It was then, as I was floating off to early morning slumberland, that I truly realized I had found a truly wonderful Man with a big Heart, a caring personality, and an incredibly firm hand that He assured me He would not be hesitant to use.  Who could ask for anything more?

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