Talk about frustrating ...

This is getting a bit off the subject but...
I have always felt that it was perfectly OK to enjoy my male thoughts in the privacy of my own head, and that includes harmlessly and discreetly enjoying the sight of any shapely female within range. So early on in our relationship I had the "I reserve the right to look, but I will never touch, so they are no threat to you" conversation with my wife. Soon she was secure enough to point out any pretty bottoms she thought I might have missed.

I agree, Guy. Even in a DD relationship no matter the gender of the spanker/spankee... I just can't see being petty.

OMG, in the last week, I have never more wanted to put all of these girls over my knee and spank the living daylights out of them. Well, aside from one of them. One of these girls on the nightshift is a developmentally-disabled girl (I don't know the term they use in England); she has Down Sydrome, if I'm guessing correctly, and is the only legal adult amongst them (she'll turn 24 next week, but given her condition she is no more "legal" than the younger girls).

But my God, I have now, twice in the last week, showed up for my morning shift only to discover that these girls didn't finish washing the damned dishes before they left for the night. So I find a full tub of plates and bowls, and a sink full of dirty pots and pans - pots and pans and utensils I need to get breakfast and lunch ready. And so, instead of getting breakfast ready, I've had to spend my first hour just washing the damned dishes, which puts me way behind schedule. GRR.

It seems to me what you should do is announce (jokingly) that if you come in once more to find dirty dishes that someone (keep it vague) will get their bottom spanked. The worst that can happen is the dishes will get washed, but you never know your luck!

On a more amusing note, right after making my last post here, I posted on another forum about my recent bout of insomnia and the complete lack of effect that OTK sleeping pills have on me. Oops. That's OTC, not OTK ...

Ryan, your statement about your wife catching you browsing reminded e of an incident that happened to me when I was married. I saw a poster in front of a movie theatre for the movie, Pretty Woman, with a picture of Julia Roberts in a leather mini skirt. I wanted to go see the movie, but just "knew" my wife would veto my choice. Imagine m surprise when a couple of days later she said, "Will you take me to see Pretty Woman?" Trying to sound casual about it, "I replied, "Sure Honey, if you want to see it."