Cuckold Week in River City?

Before we move on from Sunday night's sleepover, let me fill in the blanks where I left off yesterday morning....me sipping coffee while Jay and Mistress slept in in the master bedroom.

I had adjourned from kitchen to living room, and was reading the paper at around 7 am. There were footsteps in the stairs behind me. Was it Jay slinking off as the sun rose? No it was Mistress, completely nakers, giving her husband a good morning kiss.

"I figured you'd be up slave.....wanted to say hello before going back to bed for a little more sex with Jay."  And sure enough, she quickly crept back up the stairs. It wasn't long before slave could detect the tell tale sounds of murmured passions above me.

The always tricky part about a cuckold sleepover is how to arrange the dance of getting ready for work the next morning. Where do you shower?  And what if you forget to make sure you have all the clothing and stuff you need to get ready for work?  Clearly, Slave's pre-planning was less than ideal.

When Mistress came back down stairs (and up for air) at around 7:45 am, it was time for slave to get rolling. At her request, I prepared Jay a cup of Cafe au' lait, which Mistress walked up to him.  To avoid overcrowding the master bathroom, I showered downstairs. But there was still the issue of retrieving some clean undies and socks from my dresser, which stands right across from the marital bed.

SO my "walk of shame" if you want to call it that, was slinking into our bedroom, wrapped in a towel. Mistress was sittling at her dressing table, reviewing some work emails on her laptop.  Jay was still lounging in bed, clearly naked,  sipping the coffee I had prepared for him, reviewing emails on his phone, and exchanging typical post sex, early morning small talk with Mistress. It was as if I was the intruder into their relationship.

I  obsequiously tried to obtain my things from my dresser, and select some pants and shirt from our closet while sharing a few tidbits from my early morning perusal of the political news, then slinked off again to dress across the hall, so as not to be too intrusive on the two lovebirds and their post-coital bliss.

But every good work day morning comes to an end. Mistress had some work to do and calls scheduled, and she was pretty stern with both her men.

"You both need to get dressed and get going.... I have work to do here!"

By 8:15 or so she was shooing us both out the door, with Jay moving his car first to let me out.

We had some witty exchanges at Mistress's expense as she stood at the door, now back in her nightie, to see us on our way.

"Jay, do you think she has  a couple of more guys showing up at 9?"

"Hmm.....you may be right Mick."

So that was our morning.  But wait, there's more....

When I got home last evening, both of us were pretty exhausted from the night before. There was a little pre-dinner nap, then some worship.  But slave was clearly on lock down for the evening.

"I'm sure you're horny slave, but my body is spent....you'll have to wait until tomorrow."

I took the news in good spirits. Truth to tell, I was pretty tired too. And Mistress needed time to rejuvinate after all that "raucous" sex.

"I can't believe you slept through all that noise, slave...."

It was my one regret for the evening. But Mistress gave me a brief outline of what I missed.

"We were both a little buzzed, so I don't remember it all.... "

She recounted some cock sucking,  Jay tasting her clean shaven folds, and more of that sex with Mistress on the side of the bed and Jay standing as he pumped into her.

But then she mentioned her plans for today....

"Jay's coming over this afternoon, slave.....hope you don't mind."

Fortunately, he's not one of those cuckolders who puts his lady on quarantine before they get together. Otherwise I'd be looking at another abstinence day.

"And he wants me to sleep over at his house Thursday night".

Jay's son is away this week, so there is that freedom to take advantage of before Mistress and slave head off to our SW hideaway on Friday.

I guess it's cuckold week here in River City.