An Odd Turkey of a Thanksgiving

 Mistress and slave are spending their final weekend as denizens of River City.  Our apartment is emptied, and the former contents are in a truck headed west.  We will be reunited someday with all that stuff when it arrives at our Southwest Hideaway, hopefully after we do.

We stuck around a few extra days here to accommodate our daughter, who wanted an excuse to visit family and a few friends one last Thanksgiving at her former hometown.  Our temporary digs are on the 3rd floor of an old mansion in the heart of the City, where we at least have enough privacy for our daily wake-up sex. 

Thanksgiving here was like no other.  Instead of a large family gathering augmented by "buffer guests", we first visited cute grandkids, and then headed to the "Dowager Domme's" house for a small gathering our on her frigid porch, where we huddled under electric blankets, wore our masks and kept our distance. In some ways it was a relief- none of those annoying semi-inlaws sucking us down conversation alleys that would have us nodding off over the stuffing and cranberries.

But this was supposed to be a sex blog, right?

In these pandemic times, it's been hard to justify grazing for  Bulls to provide a little extra hot sauce for our marital bed.  Though there have been some on-line flirtations for Mistress over the last few months of self-quarantine. Sadly....so far none have come to fruition.  Mostly because seeing someone out side of our "bubble" seemed a little too risky.  Or the guys have been too a far.

There was a married guy from River City with whom Mistress corresponded some over the summer.  But when we decided that our stay in this town would be relatively short, it hardly seemed worth it to launch a "romance", only the break it up a month or two later.

There was a "Dom" from Alabama who said he was  interested in buying land near our SW hideaway. At first blush, he seemed intriguing.  But as the correspondence developed he seemed a little too interested in himself, and full of himself ( a self proclaimed "elite athlete") to keep Mistress's attention.

More recently we heard from a gentleman from Tucson,  who leans to the dominant side, has some experience in cuckolding,  and, better yet, has a private plane that could zoom him into our local airport for a fly-bye ice breaker.  So maybe a live prospect that might tickle Mistress's fancy?

And while Mistress and slave continue to enjoy a robust sex life, it would be fun to have some real kink and cuckolding to share with our diminishing collections of fans!

Stay safe all.  Lets emerge from these crazy times as best we can and ready to bounce back in 2021!