An Unexpected Cock from the Past

Yesterday morning we were actually able to "sleep in" a little later than on recent work days. Not having to leave the house until 8:30 am gave Mistress and Slave a little extra wiggle room for some robust wake-up sex before our morning oblutions.

Ahhh.

It almost made up for too many early mornings in the last week or two.

Later, after work, we headed to a political "cook out" at a local party poo-bah's home. An annual event where we can catch up with the usual suspects in River City's Democratic scene.  As Mistress was talking to a former Mayor, I noticed a tall, early 60ish man that I'd not seen here before. Then I heard him introduce himself to the host.

The name rang a funny bell.

It was a name from Mistress's past. Once, years ago, she mentioned him when we were trading stories about past sexual adventures. A lobbyist she had "encountered" back when she was about 22, while working for a now more prominent politician, not long after she graduated from College.

What I remembered most about her stories about this guy, who we'll call D, was that he had an enormous "hard to fit" cock.

"It actually hurt....." is what I remember her saying, though since their affair covered several months, it seems she must have learned how to accommodate it.If at first you don't succeed.....

I also knew something else about this guy: he was married to a woman (his 2nd wife) who was my family's neighbor, back in my high school days. (the girl was about 4 years younger than me).

Got that: He used to fuck my wife (before I knew her); I used to live next door to his current wife (before he knew her). Yes, it's a small state.

So Slave's mind was swirling with the potential of making both D and Mistress squirm if I could bring the two of them back together in an unexpected encounter.  Fortunately, D looked in my direction, and I reached out my hand and introduced myself.

"You know, I think you're married to an old neighbor of mine", mentioning her name. He actually recalled the connection, recounting a story his wife had told him about the infamous "Collins" brothers and their partisan proclivities, even back in high school.

Mistress was next to me but was still focused on the former Mayor, not aware of who I was talking to, or her smutty past connection to him.

But I had to change that, didn't I?

"D,  let me introduce you to my wife, I think you may know her....."

I got Mistress's attention, and "introduced" the two of them by name.

It was quite amusing to watch Mistress's jaw drop, and to see D's confused recognition, after a few seconds, of an old flame that wass now married to someone else.

Oops.

Mistress "reminded" him that she used to work for the same politician that he is now shilling for in a big statewide campaign that is getting some national attention.

I think they were both a wee bit embarrassed.

Cute.

And, sadly, as the crowd swirled, they did not get any private time to "reconnect". I do wonder if D will reach out with a linked in connect or email in the week to come.

And of course, it did give Slave an opportunity to tease a bit.

As we glanced at him across the crowded lawn, I had to say, "Gee, Mistress, do you think he still has that big cock....?"

"They say they don't usually shrink, Slave." (Can you hear the sarcasm dripping?)

"I wonder how it compares to WC's special occasion cock?"

"I guess I'll never know, Slave...."

Once we got home, and while I didn't have one of those "ginormous" cocks to test Mistress's capacity, I did make sure to deploy my well trained tongue to please her as best I could.

And this morning... well.... hopefully shell be willing to forgive my little stunt last night.