Tina Turner Skirt?

Mistress was out the door too early this am, and Slave was groggy from yet another lost night with the Pussycats, who apparently are still doing a victory lap from last year's once every decade play-off appearance. (Maybe they will show up next year?)  As a result, there was no timely blog this am. But since Mistress just stopped by here for some mid-day worship, and Slave still has the musky taste of her clean shaven folds on my lips, maybe now is a good time for a quick update.

First, there was some nice Switch day action at the UCTMW World HQ on Sunday morning. Photos to come later. But it involved Mistress restrained on her tummy, some reddening of her ass spanks, the deployment of the power tool, and some nice fucking by her Slave from behind. She seemed well satisfied by the time the wrist cuffs were unlocked.

The rest of the day involved a bike ride, and some resting up before our evening activities.

Naturally, at the game I was wondering how her break the ice dinner date with "Ed" was going. Sadly, I got a text from her around 8 pm that he was a "nerd".  The update I received this morning was that he was a bit too shy and academic, seemingly older than the 53 years he represented, with no "spark" of connection.

They parted with Mistress dropping him off at his hotel, and him getting a bit of a peck on the cheek.

Not surprisingly, last night after their dinner,  Ed emailed to Mistress his desire for a second date this week while he is in town, describing Mistress as "sexy" and far exceeding his expectations.

"How do I handle this, Slave...."

"The right thing to do is a quick email, explaining that the hoped for chemistry was not there, and that there  will be no second date, Mistress."

After she was suitably worshiped here in my office, she composed a quick email to that effect, read it to me for my input, and sent it off. 

The herd is culled yet again.  But isn't that firm but honest response better than letting things drag out in ambiguity, dear readers?

Moving on, tonight is Mistress's dinner date with "Nic". She's meeting him at 6:30 pm at a downtown hotel, then walking a block or so for dinner at a nice Italian restaurant.

But one issue for Mistress was her selection of a skirt today that I sometimes call her "Tina Turner" outfit.  It's black, composed of overlapping flaps, that can show quite a bit of leg as Mistress's strides the halls or sits demurely at a meeting.  It looks particularly hot with her black, heeled boots. Erupt and gyrate into "Proud Mary" and there is lots to see!

"I threw this on this morning when I was half asleep, Slave.... do I look too slutty?"

Well, what is a devoted Slave to say?

"In the future, for business meetings, you might want to consider tights with that ensemble, Mistress, but I have a feeling your new friend Nic will be jaw droppingly enthralled by this look."

Mistress is a little more optimistic about tonight's meet up. She traded lots of texts and talked to Nic. But of course, you never know how things will go without that personal contact.

Will keep you updated.

Oh, and in case you were curious, Slave is back in his steel cage today.

"I could be late Slave.... and I've hidden the key."

Mistress's Busy Upcoming Week

We had a relatively lazy day here Saturday at the UCTMW World HQ. After two consecutive weekends on the road, it was nice not to be overly scheduled.

Some slow and sensuous wake-up sex.

A business breakfast for Mistress while Slave mowed the lawn and did some other "field slave" duties.

A bike ride in the chilly fall air, the local leaves bright with color.

Then as Slave watched his alma mater win a close game against the chaste and sober lads of Mitt Romney's alma mater, Mistress took a nap and visited her mother, just up the street.

When she came home she announced we would be blowing off the party of a work colleague for even more lazing about. That gave us time fort some late afternoon nookie, in which Slave surprised Mistress by deploying her favorite power tool to kick things off. 

"Oh.... we've not used that in a while, Slave...."

After the fireworks subsided, and Slave had his second helping of the day, I  fetched my sated Mistress some gluten free pizza and we watched an HBO movie about the strange relationship of Alfred Hitchcock and Tipi Hedron.

All very indulgent.

But it's clear Mistress needed to rest up this weekend because her dance card has the potential for being very full in the upcoming week.

The two AM prospects at the top of her list - both out-of-towners - are both in town through Wednesday. She has dinner set up with "Ed" tonight, while Slave is at the Pussycats game with a nephew. And she has another dinner with "Nic" tomorrow evening.

Of course, it's hard to tell whether or not there will be personal chemistry with either. But what if there is? With both? That's when the scheduling could get a little dicey for the rest of the week.

Ed is the artist / scientist who seemed particularly intriguing at first. A world traveler. Accomplished painter.  Seemingly up Mistress's alley from an intellect POV. But he also seems a little shy and taciturn. Other than a few emails to set up their meet, there has been little contact over the last week. No "pump priming" from this guy, and Mistress does like communication to build anticipation.

Nic is a corporate type, who comes here a lot for business. He's Italian, with a bit of a Nicholas Cage look based on the photos he's shared. He's the guy with the prose that the WC deems a little squishy, but which Mistress admits has gotten her a little squirmy. (Plus he uses punctuation!)

And Nic has already wanted to confirm that Mistress can also be available later in the week. On the other hand, Ed seems the more prudent "take it slow" kind of guy.  Both of them will be staying in our rather compact downtown this week, adding a little cloak and dagger to the plot.

You can bet Slave will  be anxiously waiting to see how both of her dates go.

Mistress's "Business" Lunch

In addition to several AM suitors, Mistress got an interesting proposition at lunch the other day that she described to me on her drive home.

There's a gentlemen who's been eager to lunch with her. He's the "think tank" type who has a long resume of publications. Indeed, it seems odd that he's here in River City at all. Somehow he ended up here following a wife who is now no longer his wife. Mistress lunched with him several weeks ago, and he was nagging her for another one. Thursday was the day.

The other odd thing: two Sundays ago, when we were driving back from visiting our daughter in Maryland, and Mistress was relaunching her AM screening process, the two of them got into an email exchange. He was asking if she had any female friends he might get involved with. She was playing along, asking about his "specifications".  It became clear as she read me their back and forth that what he was looking for was someone like Mistress, but "available".

Sadly, this is not a town where lots of sexy, smart, professional and "available" women are falling off trees. Mistress did not have any come to mind for this poor guy. But she had no reluctance to flirt back in their exchange.

"This guy could be a prospect, Mistress. He clearly wants you. He's single. Local."

"He probably does, Slave. He's smart, interesting. Very opinionated. But he's too..... short, and nebbishy...."

I wasn't so sure. But of course, Mistress is always right on such things, isn't she?

But somehow, the door was not quite shut all the way,   leading to Thursday's lunch date.

She called me on the drive home, after their lunch of about 90 minutes or so.

"I can't believe it, Slave.... he tried to kiss me in the parking lot.....in public".

I urged her to back up and tell me the whole story.

"Well, at some point he asked if I was sending him 'signals' Slave...."

"And you said....."

"Well, I explained a little bit about our 'arrangement', not the Slave part, but that I had 'permission' if I wanted to have alternative relationships, and maybe that's what he was picking up...."

"And he said....."

"That we should have some type of an affair.... that he found me very attractive."

"Where did you leave it Mistress?"

"I left it unresolved, Slave. I'm not sure I really like him .... he's short....and kind of Woody Allenish.  He said he'd have to talk about this with his analyst...."

"Yeah, very Woody Allen...."

"He said let's have drinks some night and see where it goes."

I got the impression that Mistress was mulling it over, not sure that she wanted to be Diane Keaton to this guy's Woody.

But waht about that kiss?

"He walked me to my car, and when I was opening the door, he sort of put his arm around my waist and tried to move in...."

"And you said...."

"Whoa.... not here, in public.... someone might see who knows me."

I guess if I were him I'd interpret that to mean.... "but in private, that's a different story."

We'll have to see where this subplot takes our heroine.

Priming the Pump

Over the last few days, Mistress has been trading some emails with one of the gentlemen she'll be meeting this coming week. Indeed, I've already made them a dinner reservation for Monday evening.
He clearly has in mind doing something other than watching the 3rd and final debate, and he's getting some brownie points with Molly through his purple prose.

Some folks respond more to the written word than others, I suppose.  And Mistress is one of them. I suppose I am too. Of course, she likes to tease her Slave with the patter going back and forth among them, both by email and text. And she's authorized me to share some of them here with you.  

This one was in her mailbox Wednesday morning, when we woke in San Francisco:
 

"Good morning, I hope you had a good dinner.  Drink a bit too much or simply crash from a long day?  I wanted to share a few more thoughts from our chat about erotica and things I find very erotic and stimulating....
...flirting in public and seductive glances
...a bare shoulder
...kissing along the back of your neck
...listening to your reaction and deep breathing
...heels and stockings...attractive legs can be breathtaking       
...the curve of a hip
...slowing exploring with my lips and tongue...arousing....while holding your hands

Just a few thoughts for now...good morning!"

And here's another one that arrived today, that she decided  was worth sharing:

 

Now in regards to your other thoughts below, let me share a bit more on my perspective, interests and desires...I like to think I know how to please as well and really do a pretty good job, if I do say so!  Obviously everyone is different so part of the allure of this is learning more about what you like....some by you telling me and some by me finding out myself as we go.  As much as I have the desire and nature to be in control, I am very much a pleaser.  Seeing, feeling and hearing you satisfied is very much a huge turn on for me....part of the control I guess but very fulfilling knowing what I do brings pleasure to you.  In the same light, the more I know about what you like the more I'm able to prolong and extend...my control is not only pleasing you, but doing what I enjoy also, even at the expense of denying or delaying what you ultimately want.  If I do it right, it's all about prolonging the excitement and arousal to the point that when you are pleased, you don't just cum, you explode for me.  And it involves heightening multiple senses.  Obviously this is an ongoing process and not something to achieve immediately, but with the right connection and chemistry, it's incredible.

This is also part of the interest in building excitement or the squirm factor.  I said I relish the opportunity to make you squirm which is very much learning to push the right buttons to set you off.  I think I may have found a few already!  I love the play and excitement involved with that.....whispers, touches, glances, breathing, kissing......long, passionate, warm, intense kissing.  Again, heightening the anticipation.  I know I'm doing a good job of it when I get to the point of reaching down and feeling your panties soaked.....and that sets me off.

As part of that control I do enjoy standing behind holding, exploring, caressing.  Part of it is your vulnerability to deal with whatever I do, part of it is my love for holding from behind.  I shared earlier I'm very much a leg/butt man and at some point I guarantee you will be bent over a chair or on your knees on the bed, head down and ass up, as I caress, kiss and nibble my way up the back of your legs and over your ass.  By the way, I do enjoy giving a good spanking, sometimes light and playful, sometimes very firmly, as part of arousing your senses and leading to other fun and naughty things. 

So.....now have a very long peek at some of me.  Can't wait to hear your response!

I think we can give this guy some credit for his literary foreplay, that seems to have left Mistress squirming a bit in anticipation of their dinner.

Which leaves us with the question she asked me last night on the trip home:

"So what happens after dinner Slave....I shouldn't have sex with him on the first date should I? He'd think I was a slut or something?

" Well that assumes he passes that personal chemistry test, and if he does, Can't you say .... no sex on the first night but do some "other things".... (I guess that sounds a little Clintonesque doesn't it?)

"Yeah, but once you're in that hotel room....."

"The flesh is weak, Mistress?"

"Could be.... maybe we should ask our readers what they think."

So let's hear from you, dear readers, should she or shouldn't she?  Let us know your strategic and tactical advice for Mistress's potential Monday night plight.