Just When You Least Expect It....

As reported yesterday, Mistress was on the verge of giving up her quest for a new "side-dish", at least through the holidays. The pickings were slim on AM this time around, and the comic relief was no longer worth the hassle.

But there was one final candidate. We had been trading emails with him for a few weeks. He was single and moving to town for a new job; and Mistress (or her corresponding secretary) provided some helpful tips on what neighborhoods to look at for his new home. Our trip to Europe and his own travels had delayed an initial meeting.

Mistress is averse to phone calls or texting until that first meeting. Her theory is that unless you find that initial spark when you meet someone, all that furtive texting or chatting via phone can be a waste of time.

So last night was to be their first real one on one communication. The plan was to meet at a neighborhood bar / restaurant for a drink. And Mistress was skeptical based on several prior meet ups of this type. As she primped for her "date", she grumbled a tad.

"I think I'd rather be taking a nap with you, slave....."

But she's the type to keep her commitments, and so she soldiered on into the night. Slave took a solo bike ride with plans to tackle some chores around the house.

After an hour I hadn't heard from her, so assumed that at least John had shown up and they had found one another. After about 90 minutes, I was wondering what my Mistress was up to.  She turned up at the door not long after that.

"So?"

"I actually liked him, slave....He's kind of hot".

She gushed a bit, describing him as a well educated business guy with an engineering background, who had lived in Chicago and LA in the past. Unlike his demographic archetype, he hadn't even voted for the pussy grabbing white supremacist. And he must have a sense of humor, one of the unstated requirements for any meaningful relationship with Mistress.  She handed me an "application"  he had typed up and provided that channeled some of the criteria listed on Mistress's AM profile:

APPLICATION

POSITION: MOLLY's SIDE DISH

APPlCANT: John ....;

QUALIFICATIONS:

EDUCATED: MBA

CHARMING: TBD

FIT: Somewhat

SINGLE: X

AVAILABLE: VERY

ABLE TO LAVISH WITH ATTENTION: XXXXX

TALL HEIGHT: 6'3'

HIGH SEX DRIVE: XXXXXXX

AGE BETWEEN 40-60:  X

More Information: Recently moved to River City, lots of time on my hands to focus on an interesting, fun woman. Goal is to achieve many pleasurable, fun experiences. Respectful, yet assertive and confident, very willing to take charge, No little blue pill required.

"So how did you leave it Mistress?"

"He wants to see me tomorrow night, slave...."

He clearly did, based on the text storm that transpired before and after dinner here at the UCTMW World HQ. Mistress showed her slave a few of the more provocative comments he made in his effort to woo her into a return engagement this evening.

Mistress and slave did discuss where this next rendezvous might occur.

"I'd rather have him come here, slave...."

"I can find something else to do and make myself scarce, Mistress...."

"No, that's not fair....."

"He might be a little creeped out with the cuckolded hubbie hanging around, at least at first...."

She took my point, and seemed inclined to meet him at his apartment, with a decision to be made today. Of course,  she confirmed his legitimacy on social media and google first. His back story checked out. But that first private meeting with a prospect can also be a little anxiety inducing.

"I asked him if he was a serial murderer, slave....."

"And what did he say?"

"Not lately...."

By the end of the evening, the anticipation of engaging with a new lover, stoked by some smutty text messages describing how he would prefer Mistress to unveil her charms for him,  had gotten Mistress a little "on edge".

"Maybe you should put that book down and worship, slave....."

Of course, her wish was my command. And slave was a little on edge himself.  As I dipped into her clean shaven folds with my well trained tongue, I noticed that the pump was already primed....

"You're pretty wet down here Mistress.... could it be that your encounter and communications tonight have gotten you aroused?"

"That's quite possible, slave....now get to work...."

She didn't have to tell me twice.