Mistress and slave have enjoyed a warm and dry January here at our high desert hideaway. While our friends and family back in River City have suffered through cold, snow and ice, we have been unseasonably warm here where it should be snowing.
But all good things come to an end, and it's time to take our show back on the road and hunker down with work for a few weeks back in the heartland.
Rest assured there has been daily wake-up sex for us here, though nothing too kinky. There has been daily skiing, and apres ski worship to keep Mistress's orgaasm count robust and stable.
We did have dinner here with Bachelor #2 last week, a former investment advisor from the East who is now building his own house in some dry as a bone backwater across the gorge from us. He remains a potential project for Mistress on our return here in March. But, truthfully, it's hard to say that sparks were flying. She sent him home after dinner without any action, but with a promise that we would get back in touch when we return to town. He seemed patient with the notion, if a tad disappointed.
"Not much of a sense of humor, slave."
Mistress has a hard time warming up to someone who can't make her laugh, or takes himself too seriously.
So, for the meantime, Mistress is sans side dish. We will see if her slave can help her improve that status when we return to River City. But in the meantime, at least she has my highly evolved oral skills, and work-a-day cock to tide her over!
A good sense of humor is a definite plus. The ability to laugh at oneself is another. There are things in this life to take seriously, and then there are those that just take it too serious. :)
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