Resting Up Before the Super Bowl.

It was one of those days that's a little too rare at the UCTMW World HQ - a cold rain had us huddling inside, and spending most of our afternoon and a good chunk of our morning in bed.

There was morning sex. A trip to the gym. A few brief errands to run. then back here in bed for the balance of the afternoon.

Slave watched his alma mater put a big hurt on Suzanne's alma mater in college basketball. I guess I missed the opportunity for a favorable bet there! It was one of those rare ocassions when the slow, ugly white guys got the upper hand on the hard court. I guess we will just chalk it up to home field advantage.

Meanwhile, Mistress was lounging in bed next to me, reading her kindle. But I think she was happy when the brainiacs at CBS decided the game I was watching was no longer competitive just when my team was turning it into a laugher, and switched to some tedious SEC game. I turned off the TV, and cuddled next to her, and we drifted off for a luxurious mid-afternoon snooze.

When we woke about an hour later, both of us were rested, ready and frisky. Mistress briefly considered directing me to haul out her strap on paraphernalia, but decided instead on some "comfort sex", commenced with Slave plying her clean shaven folds for a few cums with my lips and tongues, and continuing on through a nice sound fucking.

Ahhhh.... sometimes the simple approach is just what the doctor ordered.

At some point, as the afternoon transitioned to early evening I realized that I needed to stop by the local hardware store to pick up some replacement light bulbs.

Mistress looked at me a little funny. As if my explanation was somehow suspect.

"What is it about guys and hardware stores, Slave?"

"It's actually a dirty little secret, Mistress.... local hardware stores are typically fronts for places where all sorts of hot and kinky sex with random strangers occurs behind the shelves where they display the pruning sheers, pet collars  and gromets."

"Oh really..... just let me get dressed. I'll come along."

Later, after the light bulbs were replaced, we rallied. It was cold and damp and inertia suggested the best strategy might be to watch another movie on cable from our bed. But we'd wanted to see the movie Shame (see the trailer here). Actually, the trailer makes the movie seems a little more "sexy" than it turned out. The main character has a troubling   addiction to on line porn and masturbation. It's an interesting exercise, particularly for those of us engaged on sex blog land. If you've seen it, let us now what you think. 

It did make me ponder what happens at the UCTMW Mountain Zone branch office on a typical  "workday".

Today we hope to do a little more lazing about, until some family members arrive for the great American February  ritual: gathering to watch the Super Bowl. It's not quite the same here in River City than for our friends on the East Coast this year. Our team has not been there since the days of Joe Montana and Bill Walsh (we were their foils not once but twice). But we do gather, as good Americans must, to Ohh Ahhh, and Guffaaw over the commercials and half time spectacle, and Gingrichy grandiosity of it all. I'll be rooting for the Giants, the team of my youth and my father.

But all of us will be hoping for one thing I am sure: a Madonna costume emergency.

Have a festive and sexy Super Sunday, all!