Aborted Abstinence Experiment

I started out yesterday morning with plans to test the hypothesis presented by that article from "Moneyish" discussed on this page: would the denial of wake-up sex make me less efficient at work.

The bad news (or the good news) , my experiment never got off the ground.  Shortly after I posted here, Mistress sent me an early and unexpected text message from her chambers above.

"Are you still here, slave?"

Of course, I was. And so I scrambled up the stairs to find her awake and raring to go for some earlier than normal wake-up sex.  I guess I will have to reschedule my experiment at some yet to be announced day when slave will have to go to work horny.

Since I was out the door so early for work, and the weather was unusually warm and sunny here, I bolted from the office early to go on a bike ride with Mistress. We were then back in bed by about     4 pm  for a much needed late afternoon nap. (That's what happens when you have your wake-up sex at 7 am!)

But before we nodded off, I noticed Mistress tapping away on her lap-top.

"It's my old college boy-friend again, slave....."

Mistress had mentioned that they'd had a conversation yesterday afternoon, the first talk they'd had on some time.

"Hmmm..... I think he wants to fuck you, Mistress...."

"He probably does slave.  He reminded me of a time we had sex with me pressed up against his car....."

"Did you remember that, Mistress?"

"After he reminded me, I did.  It was pretty hot....."

I must say it was rather hot contemplating my lithe, hot Mistress in her college girl persona being taken from behind as she was pressed up against a Reagan era Camaro, thrusting her ass back to meet college boyfriend's anxious, frenzied thrusts.

"Did you raise the issue of him tying you up 'back in the day'"?

"No slave.... I'm taking it easy....so far....."

"So where is this headed, Mistress....."

"He says he'd like to get together sometime if our travel schedules puts us close."

We will see how this develops.