A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]
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				Title: <strong>A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>26-06-2008, 07:47:02</strong>
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				Nicholas sighs as he looks at his Visa bill.&nbsp; He told her about this, no overspending, he doesn't make enough to cover all these little extras.&nbsp; A sigh, as he waits in the living room, while Vivian sits in her seat beside him.&nbsp; The barely 18 month old chatters away in the fashion that only they do.&nbsp; He assumes that he's telling her of how her day went, and he nods every time she stops to scrutinize him, responding as if he would an adult.<br><br>She giggles at his touches to her nose, as he smiles down waiting for the woman of the house to come back from grocery shopping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 12:26:59</strong>
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				While Jessica may have been the woman of the house, there was no denying that Nicholas was the man of the house- and in their household, the head of it as well. All major decisions were decided by him, with her input, of course. But what her husband said, was final. Most people took issue with that, as it seemed to not benefit anyone.<br><br>To the contrary, it benefited her whole family; she obeyed him, and in return he was a wonderful, loving husband, whom she was very lucky to have. Disciplining happened, but to call it abuse was a far cry; it wasn't even close.<br><br>However, she now arrived at home; she hadn't expected the visa bill to come today, but knew when it did, he wouldn't be happy. Their eighteen month old had needed new clothes. So, heavy with bags, she settled some into the kitchen. "Hey honey."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 20:56:21</strong>
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				Dropping the slip of paper onto the coffee table, the tall handsome man strides into the small kitchen and takes his wife into his arms, kissing her hello.&nbsp; A smile is graced onto his pretty wife as he undoes the top two buttons of her blouse.<br><br>As long as she's with him, he likes showing her off to the world.&nbsp; Nick is a proud man, and not afraid of to let everyone know.<br><br>"Hello, Love, how was your day?"&nbsp; The punishment will wait until after he's talked to her.&nbsp; After all, he isn't raging angry at her, she just needs to be reminded of her place in this house hold.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>02-07-2008, 23:33:26</strong>
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				One thing Jessica loved, was that she got to be at home with their little girl. Blushing softly, she snuggled into him, finding that she was a bit more exposed. Her breasts were quite ample, which came with still nursing their daughter a few times a day.<br><br>"It was good, grocery store was busy." Their daughter quietly watched television in the background, and she looped her arms about his neck. "How was work today?"<br><br>This was her favourite part; spending time in his arms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 00:00:19</strong>
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				"Oh, busy as always," His own hands tracing over the slender woman's back lifting her clean off the floor, while he checks on his baby girl.&nbsp; He then refocuses on his woman, "The usual hang ups, the office in Tokyo has no idea what the office in Amsterdam is talking about, the computers are no help...&nbsp; But the order still gets done on time, despite it all."<br><br>Another hot kiss on Jessica's mouth as she hangs off of him, his arm around the waist keeping her to him, "Now then, there's a small matter I need to discuss with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 02:11:35</strong>
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				Her legs hooked about his waist, with a soft content sigh. It felt nice, very nice indeed. "Oh? What's that?" Shit. The visa bill had come. For now, their daughter was safe, and wouldn't go too far for at least ten minutes; Sesame Street was on, and that was her favourite. <br><br>Responding softly to the kiss, her strands of chocolate brown hair fall slightly into his face. How much she loved him, it was really incredible... a very lucky lady she was indeed.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 02:53:08</strong>
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				"Ah, you know what I'm talking about, don't you?"&nbsp; He says, nuzzling his tiny wife, "And you know what's coming next?"<br><br>Carrying the small female over to the couch, and smiling at his daughter before looking back at the older woman, "Now then, I want to hear why you didn't ask or even just mention this to me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 03:21:12</strong>
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				She knew what was coming next, without even having to ask. Of course, it wouldn't occur right in front of their daughter, he wasn't like that. "Vivian needed new clothes... I didn't even think to call you." she confessed.<br><br>Alright, not so good. She should've called, and she knew it. She was over by quite a bit, but it was necessary.<br><br>"I'm sorry love..."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 03:46:06</strong>
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				A nod, "After Sesame Street, we put Vyvie to bed, and then I'll get to you punishment."<br><br>That said, he pets his wife gently and watches the current "One of These Things Isn't Like The Others" skit with his baby girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>03-07-2008, 03:58:10</strong>
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				Shivering softly, she nodded, and Vivian climbed into her Daddy's lap, curled up and getting rather sleepy. He was a good father, and she was a lucky lady; hell, he even changed diapers, which was more than she could say for some of her friend's, husband's.<br><br>However, the show soon ended, and she gently lifted her daughter into her lap. "C'mon baby girl. Let's go get you into your PJs, and ready for bed." she nuzzled her hair, and kissed her softly.<br><br>A lovely family she had.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 00:45:36</strong>
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				Nick takes the lead, taking the baby monitor with him.&nbsp; It's something he always does when the little one goes to bed, not that there's been anything that happened, and she does have a good set of lungs, but it never hurts to be prepared.&nbsp; He climbs up to the second story, where all the bedrooms are, and where the noise tends not to travel, the husband of the house opens the door to the younger one's chamber.<br><br>After placing it down and letting his wife put Vyvian down into the crib, he leans in for one last good night kiss to the forehead, rubbing her cheek one with a big finger.&nbsp; He leans over to Mommy and kisses her full on the lips, "Downstairs after you done, love."
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				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 04:21:20</strong>
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				After a quick diaper change, and into a new t-shirt (it was late summer, and they were in the middle of the desert), Vivian was laid to rest in her crib, soon falling quickly asleep. Watching her for a moment, she savored the kiss, before turning to head downstairs. She knew what would come,&nbsp; but she had to accept it.<br><br>Quietly, she moved her way downstairs, and into the living room where she found Nick. Biting on her lower lip, she sat beside him. "Yes love?" It made her nervous, but she could handle it.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 04:50:44</strong>
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				The tall man puts down the remote, making sure that the baby monitor is on, and then watches as his woman hesitantly approach.&nbsp; And given the way her large chest sways, who's also not wearing a bra under her blouse. Nicholas raises an eyebrow as his dark eyes lift from Jessica's breasts, noting that she's fidgetting under the knee length skirt.<br><br>"Honey, you know that no matter what you spend, if it's above what we agreed to, you have to ask or discuss it first,"&nbsp; He shifts on the couch, "But you went ahead anyway.&nbsp; Now you have to accept your punishment.&nbsp; Understand?"<br><br>A strong hand points to his lap, "You know what to do."
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				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 05:00:50</strong>
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				"I do." she said softly, her chest bouncing softly as she gently shifted, moving to go lay across his lap. Her nerves got the best of her, but she knew she would have to deal with it. Nevermind that Jessica felt rather nervous, and found herself lightly biting on the flesh of her bottom lip. It was rather tender, and frequently abused, a bad habit she had from being nervous.<br><br>Next time, she would make certain to consult him; he was the decision maker in this household, even if he did consult her. "I'm sorry..." she murmured, her voice quivering and shaking.<br><br>Too late now, wasn't it? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 05:37:21</strong>
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				He ignores her protest, knowing full well she brough it upon herself, and waits until she's in the proper position.&nbsp; The air-conditioner blows cool air into the hot Arizona summer heated home, rattling lightly away as Nicholas places his left hand across her back, holding the 5 foot woman in place, while the right reaches down and scoops up her skirt lifing it up and clear over her hips.&nbsp; Her bared bottom, not even panties to protect her modesty, gets his attention and the man looks at the back of her head with a smirk.<br><br>One gentle rub on the firm cheeks, and the first is laid down on the soft flesh!
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>04-07-2008, 18:52:49</strong>
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				It shouldn't have come as a surprise to her, but for Jessica she hadn't been expecting it to sting so much. She knew he could be soft when he wanted to, and firm when he didn't want to. The cool air conditioned air causes for her nipples to peak to attention, poking through the soft fabric of her shirt. <br><br>It wasn't long into the punishment before a few tears dripped off her face, and plopped quietly into his lap. It wasn't exactly fun, and hurt like <em>hell</em>.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>06-07-2008, 06:21:23</strong>
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				The taller fellow gives out a total of 15 hard strikes, each rebounding and filling the air with smarting sounds the entire session.&nbsp; Once he's done he tugs the skirt back down over her thighs and rubs the sore area, letting her shift back to an upright position.<br><br>"Now, I hope you've learned your lesson, my Love," He admonishes Jessice firmly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wife's Proper Place [Glossy and Me]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Glossolalia</strong> on <strong>08-07-2008, 03:45:00</strong>
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				Tears still falling from the pain, the now sore and aching wife gives a small nod. "I'm very sorry sweetheart... it won't happen again." she promised him, swiping at the tears. She gently pulled on her skirt, making sure it was in place, as she eased back into his lap- carefully, so as not to injure herself further.<br><br>Her head rested softly on his neck, giving a quiet sigh. "Sorry, love... really."
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				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>15-07-2008, 05:32:00</strong>
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				His punishment done, Nicholas Vrenna nods, "I know, love."<br><br>He believes her, the tall man knows that Jessica will try to keep her word.&nbsp; If she falters, he'll punish her again, but never out of anger or malice.&nbsp; The strong fingers trace along the small woman's ribs as he kisses the side of her head as he channel surfs with his left hand for a bit.
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