Short Circuited

Mistress and slave reluctantly abandoned our SW hideaway for the long trek home yesterday. Fortunately, our flight was later in the afternoon, giving us time for one final round of morning sex and cycling before hitting the road.  Now I'm back at our kitchen counter again, sipping coffee and biding my time until Mistress awakens and summons me to service.

Sadly, it's almost as if we never left.

Or maybe it's better to say that we are  picking up where we left off. After all, life is not so terrible for us here in River City.  After a blistering "cuckold week" before we left, Mistress has been in touch over the last two weeks with her lover Jay. And I suspect there is some building pent up demand on both of their parts.  She gave me a "cuckold alert" on the way home last night.

"I may be seeing Jay on Tuesday evening slave.....,"  was how she put me on notice that I should consider making other plans that evening.

As we flew from ABQ to MSP to River City yesterday, we had a chance to do some people watching as the crowds changed from SW to Prairie to Midwest. And one of Mistress's pet peeves was highlighted: lots of older, larger and frumpy guys in shorts and sandals.  Mistress is a bit of a traditionalist. She tends to believe that guys' groady feet and hairy legs are not something that should be publicly displayed other than at the beach or sporting events.  This got us talking about an article I read on Friday in the Washington Post about the geographical and cultural divide between men who wear "cargo shorts" and "jorts" (i.e. jean shorts). Real American Men Don't Wear Shorts. Here's an excerpt:

While I've long been a believer in Shorts' Rights — especially in the workplace during sweltering Mid-Atlantic summers — I nonetheless sympathize with the views expressed in the Wall Street Journal: that cargo shorts are bulky, aggressively dad-ish, and "like lingerie for not having sex," as Vocativ's Erin Gloria Ryan opined today on Twitter.

The obsession with cargo shorts is all the more puzzling when you consider that there's already a cool, casual, impeccably American option for men's casual leg wear: jorts.

[I wore shorts to the office and nothing will ever be the same]

While jean shorts' stylistic advantages over cargo shorts are immediately apparent to anyone with eyes, the true appeal of jorts lies in their evocation of all the things that make America great: warm summer nights, sandlot baseball games, first dates at the drive-in and making out in the back of an F-150 while John Cougar Mellencamp rocks the car radio.

Listen to Mellencamp's "Jack & Diane": In your mind's eye, are the two star-crossed Midwestern lovers wearing jean shorts or cargo shorts? The answer, of course, is jorts. Anything else is unthinkable.

As it turns out, there is a stark geographic divide in preferences for cargo shorts and jean shorts. You can trace the contours of this divide by examining the record of Google searches for "jean shorts" and "cargo shorts" going back to 2004. 

 

Quite frankly, it's a debate I was oblivious too, but apparently quite controversial. And the map that accompanied the article shows how this great divide breaks down regionally:

It seems that cargo shorts are more of a Western / East Coast thing, while the Jorts afficianados are more heartland types.   And while I tend to wear shorts for weekend errands or if working in the yard, you'd never catch me out to dinner, let alone going to work in shorts, whether jean or baggy with too many pockets.  And never with my cowboy boots like this character on the right.

Nor would you catch me in those knee scraping baggy numbers:

But this got me thinking about Terri over at A Married Sissy.  Yesterday he got sent over to his wife Diane's friend Linda's house to perform some personal and domestic services whilst Diane was enjoying some private time with her lover Paul.  I got the impression he was going to be dressed to serve. But on a typical Saturday afternoon in their sunny and hot climes, would be be wearing shorts?  And would they be cargo shorts or jorts?  Or maybe something like this?

In any event, they would have to be substantial enough to conceal his cock cage.