Sunday, July 27, 2014

Mistress Puts On A Show For the Painter

I mentioned in yesterday's post that when I got home Friday -  to reunite with Mistress after her Thursday night sleepover with her lover J - Mistress was in our bed, completely naked.

I also noticed that the painter who will be doing the outside of our new/old house in the next few weeks had deposited a ladder and some tarp in our driveway.

"Looks like the painter stopped by, Mistress.... did you see him?"

"Ummm.... yes and, well...."

Mistress explained that she had been to the pool with our cute Co-Ed in the afternoon. The Co-ed left early to go visit some guy who she claims is not a boyfriend a few hours north. (It's the 3rd 'visit' of the summer, but he's not a boyfriend? someone explain this to me.) Mistress  came home to an empty house, took off her wet suit, and spent some time at her desk in our "great room" answering some work emails. Who needs to get dressed to answer emails, right?

"I was sitting there naked at my desk, and that's when I noticed the ladder up against the wall, through the window. And the painter...."

"So he got an eyeful, Mistress?"

"Could be, Slave....."

I guess that means I don't have to give him a bonus?

"You have to wonder what he's been thinking all weekend, Mistress....next week he might ask you to hold the ladder for him while he's painting...."


Saturday, July 26, 2014

Mistress's Sleep0ver Leaves Her a Little Tender

Mistress was kind to her Slave in Thursday evening. After a long day in her cock cage, I was given my parole when I got home from work and a visit to my ditzy mother.

Mistress had updated me via text earlier, at around 4 pm that she and J were heading out for a long bike ride and then dinner. leaving her phone behind. Always a wise choice when with a lover who wants (and deserves) Mistress's undivided attention when on a date. Her text was something like:

"Bike ride. Dinner. Then Sex, Slave."

Later, after I arrived home I got a brief phone call from her, telling me where the key was, and wishing me a good night. Then this brief text follow=up:

"Sorry I couldn't chat Slave.  J is demanding me."

No doubt.

Free  from the close confines of my cock cage, Slave slept well, though the vacant bed was a little lonely. The "no touch" rile was adhered to....

In the morning Mistress texted a brief up date....

"Awake here Slave. Some more sex, then headed home....."

Of course. I was heading to work but did here from Mistress when she was driving home at around 10 am.

"I think he was actually sad when I left, Slave..... "

"I can understand why, Mistress....."

I found a way to get out of the office a little earlier than normal at the end of the day. It was a lovely summer Friday and I wasn't the only one to bolt early. At home Mistress was lolling in bed, completely naked. And despite the temptation to attach her immediately, we elected a bike ride in the mild summer temperatures, then a nap, since Mistress was tired from her evening's activities, and I had not slept as well without her to cuddle against the night before.

But after the nap, Mistress welcomed my soothing tongue and then my work-a-day cock.

"I am a little tender down there Slave.... J was very.... shall we say 'aggressive' .... with me last night, and then again this morning.... "

So Slave took Mistress gently, but with much gratitude.




Thursday, July 24, 2014

Cage Day

Mistress has been pretty easy on her Slave lately.  Without the long lost Suzanne badgering her via blog comments, she's let my cock cage lie fallow for several weeks. But today's different, it seems.

"I want you in your cage, Slave."

She's got a sleepover planned with her lover J. They've planned a long bike ride, dinner, and some extracurricular fun while his son is out of town.

I've already got that ring on that surrounds my cock and balls, which should provide Mistress with a somewhat harder work-a-day cock during this morning's wake-up sex. 

Hopefully I won't have to sleep in the cage though.

"Text me when you get home, Slave. And if I think you deserve it, I'll tell you where the key is."

Let's hope she is not so distracted that she misses my text message.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Cuckold Phone Chit Chat

This illustration,  via Tumblr, reminded me of Mistress's  conversation on Sunday evening with her lover J. We were both lying in bed, with Mistress naked but for the top of her nightie. J called, she picked up, and as they chatted in that relaxed, amiable way of  lovers who had spent some time the day before  in the sack together, she shifted her body so that her legs were at the top of the bed, next to my face, giving me a very appealing view of her sexy ass. They  engaged in a long, playful rehash of their weekends, with special emphasis on "rating" their carnal activity of the afternoon before. Mistress took a flirtatious tone in the conversation that could not help get her Slave's attention. I continued to read the Times, while using my left hand to gently stroke Mistress's tight and tender bottom. And they also made plans for a long bike ride and "sleepover" later this week, while J's son is out of town.

Apparently Mistress noticed my attention, because if I lifted my hand away to turn the page, she reached back, grabbed it and brought me back to task.

When she ended the conversation, Mistress was solicitous.

"I hope you don't mind me talking, Slave. J does like to talk, and he always wants me to do a 'post-game analysis' of our sex."

"No problem, Mistress. It's a guy thing."

In retrospect,  I guess I should have put down the paper, and  done what the guy in the picture was doing?