"The Most Raucous Sex Ever"

That's how Mistress described her Thursday night sleepover with J as we drove north, into the snow belt, for our getaway weekend that will include a football game at Slave's alma mater.

"How do you mean, Mistress?"

"Well J has been working out a lot lately.... he's strong, with lots of stamina, Slave..... I swear we went at it for 4 hours...."

"Poor Mistress....you must be tired..."

"I am, and my back's kind of sore today..... lot's of pounding on your poor Mistress...."

I almost felt sorry for her.

"ANd then at the doctor this morning.....I was a mess...."

Mistress had a very early MD checkup scheduled. So she had to go straight there from J's bed.

"J surprised me.... he was ready to do it again before  I left.... I told him I only had 25 minutes, but that was good enough for him....."

"Why was this a problem with the doctor, Mistress?"

"There I was at 7:45 am, walking in in my black dress and tights from the night before.... my hair probably a mess....it was like the walk of shame, Slave..... he probably could tell that I hadn't been home all night."

"Is this the doctor who flirts with you a bit, Mistress?"

"He is .... kind of handsome if I do say so. He likes to talk about our SW hideaway, where he goes for skiing...."

"I'm sure he really didn't notice anything askew, Mistress.... "

"Well he surprised me when he said he needed to do one of those exams, Slave..... Ugh..... I'm sure he could tell I had just had sex.... so embarrassing....."

"Maybe he was just making an excuse to get you on your back, Mistress....."

I guess there is a small price to pay for "the most raucous sex ever", but worthwhile, no doubt. She was even texting J on the drive north about their wild night together.

Once we arrived at our quaint little Victorian hotel on the shores of Lake Michigan, a few inches of snow on the ground putting us in an early holiday mood, I was wondering whether Mistress might be too tired for some less raucous Mistress and slave sex.

"Of course not, slave.... it's your birthday.... I felt a little guilty not being there when you woke up this morning....."

"But you had two birthday boys to please this week, Mistress.....not a problem."

I proceeded gingerly, making sure not to do any more harm to Mistress's tender back. And the ultimate outcome was every bit as gratifying as a long night of raucous!