Mr Lingerie

I have mentioned in a previous post that Frank puts out the underwear he wants me to wear every day .... Well, I am here to tell you his obsession with all things frilly and lacy is a little more extensive than just choosing daily underwear. Frank has a lingerie fetish ... (and no ... I don't mean he's wearing my underwear ;)). I swear, if he had the budget and I had the closet space, we could open a fancy panties, etc, store of our own! He tells me he loves seeing me in lingerie because he's a visual kind of guy and the reason he picks out my underwear everyday is he likes to know in his head what I'm wearing underneath. 

One of the first signs of his obsession was very early in our relationship ... our first Christmas together. We weren't married yet but his parents and some of his siblings and families had recently moved to another city and my family went away for Christmas so we only had each other which meant I stayed at his apartment. I can't remember if we hung stockings or not but what I do remember, is waking up Christmas morning to half a dozen fancy, frilly bikini undies hanging in plain sight in the open closet ... like clothes on a line. Nothing ever embarrasses him ... It still makes me smile today, imagining him on his Christmas shopping spree, tromping through the department store lingerie section, picking out his favourites. 

A second memorable lingerie moment for him came about with my attendance, in the early 80's, at a then all the rage, home sales party (think Tupperware but with products more like what PK's Cassie found at the adult toy store). The products included lingerie and I bought a cute little black and purple corset with garters and stockings and a pair of long lacy gloves, which I surprised him by wearing at our annual anniversary hotel getaway. There were many more corsets and other exotic panties, teddies, garters and stockings etc, purchased over the years by me or him, but he will still tell me today, this one remains a favourite memory.

Fast forward to now ... I shop online for my underwear ... I'm not an off the rack kinda bra size and besides there aren't a lot of shopping choices where we live ... one is the W store, the one the Waltons own. The other is the Canadian chain store that sells a lot of men's work clothes. If you shop online you will know that the online stores will often send follow up sales emails. Guess who peruses these lingerie company emails when they arrive? ... pssst ... it's not me. From these, Frank often has suggestions as to what my next lingerie purchase should be and bless his heart, I often have to remind him to check the size limits of whatever has caught his eye, because his rose coloured, Man in Love, glasses have me in a way smaller size than I actually am. 

One of the first things he asked me to buy post our decision to go down the ttwd/DD road (besides the ouchy ping pong paddle) were what he called 'spanking panties' ... specifically he asked for boy shorts (the man knows his underwear!) ... the ones that don't quite cover your bum cheeks. Luckily the W store carries these (and pp paddles) so it was a one stop shop and no waiting for delivery. 

Pause here ... If you haven't noticed by now, I'm not an immediate 'get to the point' writer (or talker, for that matter :>)) ... so if this has been a bit of a meander for you, thanks for sticking with me and I am now getting to said point ... 

We are, at ~7 weeks and counting, still in the slow and learning phase of ttwd ... spankings, generally, are of the every day JFF (just for fun) variety. The other morning, JFF was OTK (gotta love all the acronyms :)) ... him sitting up on the bed, me over a pillow on his lap. It was a slow leisurely start when all of a sudden, ratatatatatatat!! .. a rapid fire, two handed smacking burned my butt! I swear if he wasn't holding me down I would have levitated off the bed .... I think I shrieked but he on the other hand, chuckled as he then rubbed my bum, commenting "now that's the colour I was looking for ... a nice rosy red" ...followed by ... "go put on _____ and stand and face the wall unit (closest thing to a corner in our bedroom) ... I need a visual for my day."

.... in conclusion ... not only is Frank a lingerie freako but I think this man of mine is the biggest spanking fan in our duo ... and for that, I do love him so!

Thanks for dropping by ... here's hoping there is Spring in the air, wherever you are (or for the 'downunders' ... another favourite season of mine, Fall) ... nj ... xx