House Showing

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We've been laying low here in the cold, damp River City winter. After about 3 weeks at our SW hideaway for the holidays, work obligations forced us back here for fun times with polar vortexes and, now, endless gloom and rain. Yuck.

Which may explain why our old house here is on the market. Mistress and her slave are hoping to shift our base of operations out west in the year to come, and getting rid of an 120 yr. old home here is the first step.

But why would readers of our blog about male submission and cuckolding care about a home sale?

Let me explain.

We've been on a bit of a cold spell when it comes to finding Mistress a "side dish".  We gave up on OK Cupid a while ago, after a long spell of less then compelling suitors. Mistress did have lunch with her old stand by Jay last week, and it seems he is interested in resuming their "affair".  But Jay has a tendency to disappear on Mistress for no apparent reason, usually because he can't handle the notion of sharing her with her sub-hubby. Mistress is undecided on whether to reopen that door.

So fast forward to Sunday afternoon.  Mistress and slave were lolling in bed with the Times, after a brisk morning bike ride in sub-freezing temps and flurrying snow.

Our front bell rang. Slave still had his pants on, so I was the one who trundled down the stairs to open the door.

Outside, in accumulating snow was a tall,  slender fellow.  He introduced himself as a tenant in the large house next door, who saw our "for sale" sign, and wanted to arrange for a showing.  His name was Carlos and it turns out he teaches Spanish at the nearby University.

After consulting with Mistress, (who remained in bed), we arranged for Carlos to come by at 4 pm on Monday.  Mistress would show him the house.

When I arrived home from work on Monday afternoon, Mistress had some positive news..... and reviews.

"He seems very interested, slave.  Loved the house. Turns out he's recently divorced, and needs a larger place than his current apartment, so his teenaged daughters can sleep over from time to time....."

As Mistress went on it became apparent that the interest was mutual.

"He knows [a parent of one of our daughter's best friends], who teaches in the same department at the University.....I loved that accent....about my age, he's originally from the Basque region of Spain....."

"Did you tell him we've been there, Mistress?"

"Of course.  I also showed him where we hide the key in case he wants to come back and look again when we're out....."

Clearly, Mistress is the trusting type. At least for certain types of guys.

Ad she continued gushing.

"He's about my age..... what a shame we didn't meet him sooner.  He's definitely my type, slave.  About my age.  and kind of hot....."

"If only...."

"But I guess we can't do anything about it now, at least until we work out whether he wants to buy our house."

"I suppose so Mistress....I can give you his email, in case you want to arrange for a more intimate follow up  showing......"

"Hmmm...... I'm sure he'll want to come back for another look, slave....."

Apparently Mistress's bucket list includes a Latin Lover. Who knew?