She waits for tomorrow

She finished her shower and got back into bed, thinking about how once everyone had left the next day, she would get to spank herself. She dreamed about being spanked, and when she woke up, it was the first thing she thought about. Her husband left last, and she found herself watching his car pull out through the window, like a child making sure her parents had really gone before starting to play.

As soon as she was sure he was really gone, she hurried back to the bedroom and got onto the bed on her knees. She reached behind her, and brought her hand down on her ass. *Smack!* It was so light she barely even felt it. *Smack!* She tried to use all her strength. *Smack!* Nothing was working, after all this, she couldn't do it.

Maybe, she thought, if she tried something else. Taking off her skirt and underwear, so it was skin on skin, or using an object to spank herself, like a makeshift paddle.