Yes. I know you are my husband and not a little boy. But when you act like an immature brat, like you did at the neighbor’s party tonight, you forfeit your right to be treated like an adult. Now, remove the rest of your clothes, get the bath brush, and get over my knees. After I have spanked you into a bucking, howling, and kicking mess, I’ll start to consider your apologies. And tomorrow morning, when Jim is out playing golf, you and I are going back to Jim and Marcy’s house and you are going to apologize to Marcy for your behavior. And it better be sincere and contrite, unless you want me to tell Marcy how I put you over my knees to address your behavior. And you better hope she accepts your apology. Because if she doesn’t - I may just have to offer to let her deal with you the same way I am about to.
