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She looks up at me, disappointment written all over her face. I feel it too. Neither of us want this day to be over.
When she doesn’t immediately start cleaning up, I shoot her a stern look that finally gets her moving. I have no doubt if we share this dynamic together long enough, she’ll push her boundaries until she finds herself over my knee, but we’re still too fresh. I’m okay with that. I don’t want to end this amazing day we’ve had with a spanking and to send her home feeling emotional.
After she’s placed everything in the wicker basket I got for her, she turns and looks at me, her eyes gleaming with sadness. I sit on the edge of the couch and spread my legs wider, then signal for her to come to me. She steps between my thighs, so I wrap her up in a hug and pull her to sit on my lap.
“Did you have fun today, baby girl?”
Her face is hidden against the crook of my neck, but I feel her nod and let out a sigh, her breath caressing my skin.
“I’m so glad. I have an idea I want to run past you.”
She pulls away to look at me. “What idea?”
“What time does your mom usually go to bed?”
“Around nine.”
I nod. “Okay. And what time have you been going to bed?”
“Usually, I start getting ready after she goes to her room.”
“Does she ever come back out once she’s in bed?”
Her eyebrows furrow as if she’s trying to figure out where I’m headed with my questions. Finally, she shakes her head.
“Good. So here’s what I’m thinking. After your mom goes to her room, why don’t you text me, and I’ll come over to get you ready for bed. I’ll get you changed into a nighttime diaper and some pajamas, and then I’ll tuck you in for story time. That way you can go to sleep in Little Space. How does that sound?”
Her pretty blue eyes glitter with excitement. I hope she says yes.
“Are you sure? I mean don’t you have to go to bed so you can get up early for work and everything? I don’t want to put you out.”
I reach out and capture her chin between my fingers. “There is nothing I would love more than doing that for you. I don’t usually go to bed until around eleven anyway, so it’s not going to mess with my schedule. Okay?”
She nibbles on her bottom lip for a few seconds before she breaks out into a wide smile. “I’d like that.”
I swallow thickly and nod. “Good. Me too. Come on, I’ll walk you home.”
11
SUMMER
My mom was happy to see me when I got home. She still thinks I’m her sister, though.
Dane didn’t come in, but he insisted on walking me across the driveway to my porch. It was sweet and gentlemanly. Then he pressed a kiss to my forehead, and I nearly melted right there on the spot.
After the day he gave me, I hated to see him retreat back to his house. It was the best day I could have ever imagined. Well, the best day I’ve ever imagined includes him putting his cock in me and making me scream. But still, it was pretty perfect. Parts of it were awkward. There’s a certain level of embarrassment that comes with being Little, and I have a love/hate relationship with it. The slight humiliation turns me on, but I also want to hide. Not that I could. He seems to see me, like really see me, more than any other man I’ve ever met.
It was challenging to switch my headspace from Little to big when I got home. When I’m in Seattle, other than when I’m at work, I’m always partially submersed in my Little headspace. Whether I’m watching animated movies while I eat chicken nuggets and applesauce, or dressed in a comfy outfit that makes me feel small, or fully regressed with my pacifier and bottle. I can’t do that at my mom’s house, and I feel guilty as hell for wishing I could.
Which is why I’ve been counting down the minutes until my mom goes to bed so I can spend more time with Dane. Dinner went smoothly enough. As the evening wears on, she tends to get more confused and occasionally a bit more agitated. So I try to keep things as light as possible.
As soon as she tells me goodnight, I go to my bedroom and text Dane.
Summer: My mom went to bed.
Dane: Be over in 5.
I wait for him at the front door and, as soon as I hear him step onto the porch, I swing it open and throw my arms around his waist. He pulls me to him and wraps his free arm around me, holding me tightly while pressing kisses to the top of my head.
