No Tell Motel

Mistress and Slave called an "audible" late yesterday afternoon.

We had arrived in ABQ shortly after noon, planning a day of local site-seeing before picking up our "spring breaker" after 11 pm then making the drive up to our mountain hideaway.

We walked around the scenic "Old Town", saw a "flash mob" of Indian dancers, and had a late and filling New Mexican lunch at an old hacienda, built in 1706, that has been a restaurant now for generations.

Then we took a hike through an old Canyon littered with native American petroglyphs. The sun was out, the setting was arid, and by the end of the two mile loop, both of us were parched and a little tired.

It had already been a long day.

And without any sex.

Huh?

That's when Slave introduced some improvisation.

What if we skip a fancy dinner and just check into a sleazy motel, Mistress..... a 5 hour stay that will give us a chance to 'unwind' before that long drive north."

It did not take Mistress long to see the genius of my new plan.

"That's the best idea you've had in a long time, Slave."

Glad to know I am still hitting on all cylinders every now and then for an old guy.

We found a properly sleazy setting, checked in with little baggage, just like in our old "on the side" days, and soon stripped away our dusty jeans and shirts.

Mistress's folds had that well exercised taste that Slave particularly appreciates. And after I had pleased her with my lips and tongue, she ended that long, nightmarish 36 hours of abstinence for her Slave.

We napped a bit, and I made sure to pleasure Mistress one more time before we skulked out of the hotel at around 11 pm to collect our daughter.

The desk clerk saw us sliding out.

"Leaving so soon?"

We made some seemingly lame excuse about picking up our daughter at the airport, But I suspect he quickly filed us under "sleazy affair, both going home to their spouses after a Friday night fling."

"I don't think he bought it Slave".

"I can live with that, Mistress."