Too Early. A Little Late.

Our body clocks are going wacko here at the UCTMW World HQ.

Last evening, after a drop by at a desultory retirement party for an old friend, we were home earlier than expected. For reasons that may be a little hard to explain, Slave had been kind of horny since mid-morning. So when it became obvious that this party was going to be leaden, we slid out the back door for the quick drive home. 

Grazing had satisfied any hunger for food, but there was that other hunger to deal with.  That involved Slave deploying Mistress's favorite power tool, first over the top of her black (conventional) tights. Then after she slithered out of them.  Though at some point Mistress decided that my use of the tool was a little deficient, and she took over herself to finish the job. 

Fortunately, that poor performance on my part did not cause her to withdraw privileges for the evening. And Slave's needs were more than indulged over the next twenty minutes or so of rather robust lovemaking, featuring some smutty speculations about Mistress's newly found FWB.

But it was still only about 8:30 pm.  Despite the early hour, Mistress was soon snoozing, after a very long week in which she was tending to candles at both ends, so to speak.

But an early to bed made for another very early morning encounter here in the Exective Suite. 

It's 4 am --- what do you want to do Slave? 

I think we all know the answer to that question, and what happened here next.

Now typically, we can both get back to sleep at that hour after some exuberant fucking. Particularly on a Saturday morning.

But Mistress was a little --- shall we say "on edge".

She and her new friend have a little early morning "booty call" set up.  She's planning to leave here at 8:30 am. And she could not settle back to sleep with the buzz of  anticipation filling her beautiful little head. So we have been up reading the papers, and books for the last few hours.  Which explains why this post is going up a little later than normal.

One thing we noted was this article in the morning Times, about some soft core porn literary phenomenon called "Fifty Shades of Grey".  Maybe this is why blog readership seems to be a little down. Suburban moms don't have to troll for sex blogs when they can pick up this effort involving a seductive tycoon, an innocent co-ed and props like handcuffs and riding crops. Though the judgmental whiners quoted in the article tutt tutt about "a lot of violence" and that "this guy is abhorrent sometimes."  And there is nastiness about "plodding prose and the habit of printing lengthy contracts ...."

Sound familiar?  Mistress may have to load this toasty tome on her kindle just to see what has all those Moms "relighting a fire under a lot of marriages". Of course, it also has us wondering why we didn't just skip this blog and turn our own plodding prose into a novel like this one. Cha-ching.

But that was an hour ago.

Now Mistress is showering, in preparation for her early morning rendezvous.

"I thought you were just going to roll out of bed and head over there, Mistress?"

"Well there won't be any make-up Slave.  But don't you think I should shower and shave?"

"I'm not sure..... I know I like you reeking of sex, and with a little bit of stubble to provide some texture...."

But who can blame her for wanting to get things off on the right foot?  Or the cleanest of shaven folds?