Keeping the Torch Lit

The balancing of getting kids off to college, work and trying to get some exercise here in River City may have cramped Mick's blogging this week, but I can reassure you that Mistress and Slave have done their best to keep  our usually robust sex life from flickering out. Unlike the folks in London, we are determined not to let the flame die.

So last night we had an unexpected opportunity and grabbed it.

One daughter made plans for dinner with a friend.  The other had a friend over. That meant we had some time to ourselves.  Some pre-dinner worship by Slave got us both in the mood for a main course in lieu of the dinner we had planned o prepare for the four of us.

"Go put in your device, Slave...."

She was referring to the aneros, which had been gathering some dust on the bathroom shelf crying out for some lubricant.

After inserting it at her direction, and feeling that little jolt to my work-a-day cock, Slave returned to the bed for further proceedings, which culminated in me begging for her permission to cum, but only after I made sure she'd enjoyed one or two more herself.

It definitely was wise to take our opportunity when presented, because this morning we had to get up and out the door before 7 am for one of those infernal breakfast meetings which only the earnest business Herrs and Fraus of River City seem to schedule.

That means Slave has been pining for Mistress and some sexual release since last evening. And now Mistress is over at her lover J's house for a little "visit".  She says she won't be too late.... but I suspect Slave will be expected to keep his own powder dry this evening.

Fortunately, there are no early breakfast meetings tomorrow for either of us.