Silent Auction Fodder

Mistress and Slave spent another day in our mountain paradise yesterday.  There was your traditional wake-up sex. An early bike ride on our traditional route - great views and a bracing up hill climb to clear the arteries. And then some annoying conference calls that forced our attention momentarily back to reality.

Bummer.

But once the calls were done, we quickly got back into our SW groove.

Mistress stripped away her clothes and readied herself for some sunning.

Slave did some painting and other maintenance work.  But there was another task as well.

"Slave, could you put some sunscreen on my ass?"

"My pleasure, Mistress."

But as I smeared #8 onto that firm tush, a light went off.

"You know, Mistress.... some guys would pay a pretty penny for this opportunity. Some women too, I suppose."

"Do tell, Slave."

"There's that big benefit Sunday we may attend. ,,,,'

(It's for the ancestral home of a local hero/villian, best known for his exploits as an Army scout, explorer, and (here's the villian part), facilitator of the extermination of all too many native Americans.)

"Yes, Slave.... your point...."

"Well they say there will be a 'silent auction'.... where folks make contributions of various types -- condo time, a meal, a piece of art, yada yada....and the attendees bid on them, with the proceeds going to the charity."

"You're suggesting....."

"Yes, we offer the lucky bidder the opportunity to slather sunscreen all over your ass and back....maybe a separate offer for the more tender front, with it's prominent nipples and alluring clean shaven folds.... I bet that would raise even more money for a worthy cause. And we'd get the tax deduction!"

"Funny, Slave...."

"Of course, we'd need pictures to illustrate the offer..... "

Mistress was not amused..... but then Sunday is switch day isn't it?  I wonder if this would fit into my switch day privileges.