"Just Sittin' Here Thinking"

An overwhelming sense of need has washed over me. It is my need that's demanding satisfaction today.

Today I will go home and I will spank my wife.
Not because she’s done anything wrong.
She hasn’t (that I know of).
Not because she's aksed for it. She didn't.
No signals, no clues, no non-verbal inferences.
Not because she needs it. She may very well not.

But I will “lay hands” on my wife today.
Not as a “holy” man would. Although I am a lover of her soul 
(And they’ll be healing nonetheless).
But as a hungry man would. As a lover of her body.

I will “handle” her. Not roughly mind you. But in a strong, sturdy way.
I will guide her. Steer her. Control her even.
I will command the whens, the wheres and the hows.
I will move her into position. And she, she will respond.

“Pull your panties down girl.” Her reluctance will be willing.
“Bend over woman. Hands on the sofa.” Her willingness, reluctant.
“Present your behind to me.” Embarrassed. Yet so turned on.
“Legs open. Pigeon toe. Now tippy-toe. Hmm...Good girl." 
Thin threads of fear, braided through strands of excitement, roped in anticipation.

I’ll absorb her curves from every angle. And appreciate the beauty of my wife.
I’ll approach my mission with the “Hmms…” of a doctor on the cusp of surgery.
The “air” of her excitement will swell my "man-ness".
The sight of the utterly private will too.
I’ll place my hand firmly on the small of her back.
I will inhale deeply her wafting “woman-ness”.
And her ass I will spank.

And I will spank. Lightly at first.
And I will spank. With loving intensity.
And I will spank. Until her arousal glistens.
And I will spank. Until my “Hmms...” turns to “Ahhhhs…”
And I will spank. Until her “Ows!” turn to “Ooohs!” turn to satisfied “Mmmms”.

And then at the height of our percolating lust
I, like a good man, will take her like an animal.
And she, like an animal, will surrender like a good woman.
There will be an explosion. Exhaustion. Relaxation.

I know full well what it’s like to spank for HER needs:
To exterminate and eradicate demons.
I know full well what it’s like to spank for OUR needs:
To drive away lingering resentment and guilt.

But today there are no demons. Today I ain’t mad. And today she's not guilty.
Thanks to “this thing we do” there’s just not enough of that to go around anymore.
Now there’s just this pressing need. This need to “hit rock bottom”.

It is my need that demands satisfaction today.
An overwhelming sense of need has washed over me.