My Wife’s Birthday Spanking

Yippie, it’s my birthday!
Most people hate being another year older. But my husband tells me that I am the ultimate optimist. How I see it is that one year older means my sexy birthday spanking gets longer by a smack. Love that!
As the Mom of a few “kidlets,” it’s impossible to get that proper and accurate birthday spanking at home without interruption. So, we usually plan a weekend away. But, this year my mother isn’t available. Darn!
“No problem, I’ve got it figured out.” My old man tells me. Excited and bewildered I plow through my day with extra energy.
After I’ve received each handmade gift, the kids get ready for bed. I’m still wondering what we’re going to do to satisfy my favorite birthday itch. Finally hearing the oldest start to snore, my husband bolts out of his TV seat ready for action!

My wife’s fantasy comes true…

“Honey, I would never want you to miss your favorite birthday treat!” With that he grabs my hand and whisks me out into our dingy, smelly garage. Transformed from a dark greasy carport into a dungeon, my husband is a genius! From the jazzy sounds of Joe Bonamassa to my favorite incense he is well prepared. The light bulbs are glowing red as I notice the trunk is open. Upon closer inspection, I see a pile of pillows set just inside. He wants me comfortable while getting my birthday spanking.
Twitching at just the site of our new playroom, my husband proceeds to push me head first into the trunk over the pillow pile. Before I was able to speak, my pants and panties were pulled down to receive the best birthday spanking ever!