Does Mistress Need a "Closer"?

Mistress clearly needed some relaxation this weekend to get her out of some work related angst.

Saturday was a bona fide day of rest for her. Lot's of sun on our deck. Nothing on the schedule (though she did work in some time to give her Slave a good cropping).

Sunday was a different sort of "stress discharge" day.

She was up and out early for her Sunday morning "booty call" at J's charming "love shack".  She wandered back to the UCTMW World HQ at about 11:45 am, looking well fucked and in need of some time to "recover".

"Wow, Slave.... two straight hours of fucking..... it takes a lot out of a woman...."

"Poor dear....."

"I think you're going to have to wait until later.... hope you don't mind....."

Of course, Slave knows his place in these matters.... and that when the time came I would be cumming too. 

Mistress was quickly into her bikini for some relaxation on our deck with the Times and our cute Co-Ed - it was another gloriously sunny day here, and while she was out Slave had dutifully inflated a little wading pool so that the two Divas in my life could cool themselves when things got too hot for them in the sun

"It's like the Beverly Hillbillies out here, Slave...."

True.  But this was a rather tacky substitute for their "See-ment Pond".

I had to go visit my grumpy mother, and when I got back, Mistress had a little social update for me.

"J's riding over on his bike..... I guess he just can't get enough of me, Slave...."

I can understand why.... though now I was getting  little worried that Slave's chance for some release would be deferred even longer.....

J did arrive, a bit flushed after his 10 mile ride, and wearing some of those tight Lycra bike shorts. Mistress was impressed.

"You look nice in the shorts, J."

We enjoyed the afternoon, with Mistress making some snacks for her lover, and Mick reading the Times in the shade.  Mistress persuaded J to stay for dinner, though she and I still needed to get our own bike ride in.  J used the time we were riding the local hills to catch up with Mad Men which we had DVRed.

I do think Mistress likes to tease J about his slight  remaining discomfort about this "arrangement" though.  While we were changing into our riding cloths, Mistress came downstairs to see  how J was doing, but before she bothered to slide into her sports bra and jersey.

So when I came downstairs ready to ride, there she was, topless, J looking even more flushed.

"I think it took him awhile to realize that my breasts were out, Slave...."

We then got into a little conversation about which of her lover's likes her breasts more.

"I think J's actually into them more than you are, Slave...."

Well, it's hard to tell.  I suppose I am more of a "leg man", but they are very lovely breasts.

Later, after we had ridden, and showered (J was a little too embarrassed to accept Mistress's generous invitation to shower with her) , I started on dinner as Mistress plopped down on the couch next to J, extending her lovely feet onto his lap.

As I prepped the Salmon and zucchini, I noticed Mistress in that short cream colored robe, as Jay massaged her tired feet.  Of course, there were no undies concealing the hint of those pristine clean shaven folds.

At just about that moment, J asked me a question:

"Mick, do you know what a 'naked short' is...."

I did a bit of a double take: was that a reference to Mistress short robe and naked parts?  Oh.... I got it.... it was a finance question.... a naked short sale of stock!

My bad.

At some point yesterday afternoon, Mistress mentioned that sometime in the midst of all this socializing, Mistress had to make time to fuck her Slave, since I'd be leaving town Monday for a business trip.  Again, a bit of embarrassment for J.

"Not sure I need to hear about that guys...."

And then there was a little discussion of Mistress's sexual appetite.

"I like to have sex before I go to sleep every night, and usually we do, right Slave?"

"Most nights, Mistress."

"I suppose you do say you're too tired every now and then."

"But I always offer to worship...."

You do..... but then, J, sometimes you say you're too tired at night."

That's when it occurred to me.

"J, maybe we need to find a third guy for her.... a Closer...."

J picked up the thread, explaining the concept to Mistress, who is not much of a sports fan.

"Right, you've got your starting pitcher.... he's Mick.... maybe he can last into the 6th, 7th inning on a good day..... then there's your middle reliever... that's me.... I come in for the 7th, 8th innings.... and when the game is on the line and the starter and middle reliever can't produce.... you've got your closer.  He's got the heat when you need it.... short intense spurts....."

I think Mistress got the concept, and seemed intrigued.

And for those of you who were concerned that Slave might not get any Sunday action.... rest assured.

After dinner, Mistress drove J and his bike home, making sure there was plenty of time for the starting pitcher to get in a little "work" before the weekend ended.

Now Slave is on the way to Chicago for two nights .... Mistress has arranged a little sleepover this evening with J.  I'm glad to know I will be leaving her in good hands.  But I hope he doesn't lose track of the pitch count.





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