So Many Suitors. So Little Time.

The fog of uncertainty and tension that descended for several weeks because of the election here in the US is finally lifting  at the UCTMW World HQ. With one less thing to worry about, Mistress and Slave can, hopefully, settle back into a more regular routine involving sex, sex and a little more sex.

We already hit that our mark yesterday, with some "semi-exhausted but too horny not to do it" wake-up sex on only a few hours sleep. And last night, after an early departure from work, a bike ride, and a nap as Brian Williams droned with election post-mortems in the background, we found ourselves making slow and sensual love while speculating aloud about David's plans for Mistress tonight.

Originally the plan was for David to come down here to River City and join us for dinner. No doubt there would have been some "activity" upstairs, as Slave cooked up something appetizing downstairs.

But David had other ideas.

"He wants me to spend the night with him at his house Slave..... that way he doesn't have to worry about getting home to his dog while the night is still young."

See there's always a competing relationship.

So Mistress will be heading up the road this evening after work, leaving Slave to speculate about her further enthrallment to his 40 year old cock.

"It's good for you, Slave."

No doubt.

Then there's "Mr. Perfect cock".  I was going to write a "think piece" here on the issues that he and Nic share, which I believe may be derived from their common employer, a rather large international consumer goods company based in these parts.

But then he reappeared in Mistress's text inbox today, apparently trying to wheedle his way back into her (our) bed.

"He says he's never been dumped by text message, Slave."

"Oh, so that got his competitive juices flowing. Or did it just take him a few days to get horny again, after taking you three times last Friday afternoon?"

I think I have an attitude about this guy. Could it be that Abercrombie catalog model look that Mistress described.

"We went back and forth awhile during a boring meeting at work, Slave.  He was curious whether he was just a pawn in some game between 'you and your husband'" .

"And what if he is, Mistress... would that bother him? He might actually get off on it... you never know... sort of a double reverse cuckold."

Too much thinking here on too little sleep. I think I'd better just go back to bed with Mistress before it's too late.