Coming Back to Ground

It's been a rather crazy week for the cast here at UCTMW HQ.

Mistress got home Wednesday evening from her trip to the Islands with the cute Co-Ed.

Then the next morning, I was driving East to collect our 2nd Co-Ed.

It was a long drive, repeated the next day for the return slog, after a little sidetrip to our nation's capitol, where we shared dinner with one of my older daughter's and her fiance.

Fortunately, on Wednesday evening, Mistress gave Slave a little reminder why I missed her over the 5 long days of her trip. Although the no touch rule had been lifted while she was gone, I did not abuse the privilege. So when we climbed into the sack, for a little welcome home / bon voyage sex that night, there was ample worship, cock riding and all the bells and whistles that come with it, and a good deal of sexual tension was lifted, at least for a while.

Then I was off. And after two days on the road, back again on Friday evening, a station wagon of college girl detritus and one sullen girl in tow, already whining about how bored she would be back here in the heartland.

Since then we've been readjusting to the presence of two extra, intrusive bodies here at the UCTMW World HQ.  Until you actually get to enjoy the empty nest after (for me) nearly 35 years of child rearing, you don't actually realize what you've been missing.

But now, believe me,  we do.

All the extra mess, the need to adjust a "feeding" schedule, and accommodate the diets, schedules and quirks of those extra mouths and bodies.

And the change in privacy settings, well that's a whole other matter.

I had to remind Mistress last evening that she may want to slide into some of those sexy panties before she parked down on the couch with me to share some pizza and watch a movie, since our two daughters were likely to raise disapproving eyebrows if the caught sight of those lush, clean shaven folds. Yes, I know, that sounds like a Slave who is getting too "uppity", but hopefully Mistress saw it as just a friendly reminder, not me being too bossy.

Sadly, we will have to go back into stifle and conceal mode through the summer here. Either that, or follow the advice that Donna gave me a few weeks ago.

"Maybe you just rent them some cool pad somewhere across town for the summer."

Not a bad idea, Donna. Or maybe we send them your way... how about an unpaid internship on BDSM?  Could they get credit for that in College?