The best news is that the hurricane no longer seems to be heading further up the coast to where we will be this weekend. Though we feel for our old neighbors in Central Florida. We know what it's like from our years down there -- including the hassle of long power outages and missing roofs in the summer of 2004.
When I last posted I was touting the likelihood of a cuckold sleepover Tuesday evening. Sadly, things did not work out. Another last minute cancellation by Jay due to child care issues left Mistress with only the solace of Slave's work-a-day cock.
On the drive East yesterday she talked about her frustration.
"It's getting annoying, slave....It's nice having a lover, but it seems he's rarely available when I am...."
It seems it's been more than 6 weeks now since the two of them were able to get together. He watched the Clinton / Trump debate with us, but no sex. Then he went to a Thursday night football game with me. But Mistress was out of town. Is Jay turning into my buddy rather than Mistress's sidedish?
Over dinner last night we discussed options. How to "acquire" a new or alternative lover for a sexually adventurous wife? It's not easy in our town, and Mistress's job does not get her exposed to potential partners on a regular basis.
"Maybe test the waters at AM again?", I speculated.
"We'd have to start with a different identity and profile, slave...."
We even talked about new names....
"Bathsheba"?
"That's a little weird, slave..."
"Rachel"?
"What's with the biblical names?"
"Veronica?"
Mistress raised her eyebrow.
"Yeah.... that works..... I always liked Veronica...."
This might give us a worthy distraction from the family drama of a weekend memorial service.
