Locked Up Lecturer

After what some might argue is a meddlesome and persistent lobbying campaign by a certain competitor in the sex blogosphere, my beloved Mistress decided it was time for a crackdown on my liberty. 

"She's right, Slave. You probably need more cage time. Otherwise you develop an uppity attitude". 

Unfortunately, Mistress elected to commence her crackdown on a morning when I had to be out the door at 7 am to teach some clients and colleagues at a continuing education seminar. So not only was I locked up by Mistress without the normal wake-up sex which like certain over the counter products helps to "reduce swelling". I was also forced to stand and present for about 40 minutes this am. Hopefully the crowd was more focused on my desultory power point. Rather than that steely lump in my trousers that  had me fidgeting a little more than normal. 

At least there were no metal detectors at the venue to talk my way through. 

Fortunately, and unlike poor Tammy, unfairly condemned to a month if chastity, I anticipate an "early release" this evening when Mistress gets a hankering for her work-a-day cock. 

Dinner Date

Here in River City its been a little gloomy today. It would be a good night for Mistress and Slave to head home, crawl into bed and let nature take its course.

Unfortunately, Slave has to accompany some of my colleagues from out of town to dinner, in advance of a seminar we have to put in in the morning. Of course, I gave Mistress plenty of advanced notice about my inability to amuse and serve her properly this evening.

And that gave her the opportunity to schedule a dinner date with Steve, her latest AM suitor. This is the guy who she interviewed in our living room Sunday afternoon. So he must have passed that initial screening and is now worthy of some additional scrutiny.

Apparently he and his wife also have gone to some local "swinger" clubs, and she's clued in on this budding courtship.

"He said I can call her and confirm she's cool with it, Slave."

"Hmmm.... that certainly shows his good faith...."

"True.... not sure I need to do that.... but maybe we'll have them both over for dinner some time if this seems worth pursuing."

All very amusing to consider. But the ultimate test is whether there is any sexual chemistry. And the jury is still out on that one.

"He's attentive, Slave.... lot's of nice text messages, but maybe a little too sensitive."

Ahhh.... it's a difficult balance isn't it?

Too macho and aloof, then you're not attentive enough.

Too sensitive, and you're not manly enough.

It's hard to find that sweet spot. I'm not sure how Slave did it, all those years ago.

BTW, Suzanne. You're constant harping about whether I'm in the cage seems to have caught Mistress's attention.

I have a feeling I'll be wearing it tomorrow.

Just Another Sunday at the UCTMW World HQ

It's been a busy weekend for us here in River City. We had one of those civic fund raiser events to attend Friday evening, and then dinner with some friends last night that lasted a little too let, and lefte us both a little bleary eyed this am. And there were some activities with my grand kids and a visit to my grumpy mother to cram the day.

Sadly, it's our last empty nest weekend for some time. The older co-ed will be back on Friday, and the following week it will be time to pick up the other one on her lovely little college campus on the East Coast.

Where did the time go?  We're going to have to get used to keeping our door closed, the volume down, and the extra guys on the low down until late August!

So you won't be surprised to learn Mistress and Slave have made a little extra time this weekend, despite our crammed schedule, for some time between the sheets.

There was some wake-up sex Saturday morning, and some late afternoon canoodling too before heading to that dinner party.

This morning it was a little gloomy out, so we lingered a little longer in bed, reading the papers before Slave got Mistress's motor running with her favorite power tool. Afterwards, she was more than happy to have me deploy her work-a-day cock as a little chaser for that power induced cum that seem to curl her toes and other body parts.

We did take a late morning bike ride before Mistress moved onto her other business of the day.... and interview with Steve, a fellow she met through AM. The plan was to meet at a local coffee shot, and Slave was doing some "House Slave" duties here after she walked down the street for her "meet and greet".  I had just finished repairing a broken hinge on a kitchen cabinet when I heard the door open.

Was he that much of a dud that she had walked off after only 30 minutes?  She did leave without too high hopes, after a series of duds encountered over the last few weeks.  Steve is a software engineer type, about 6 years younger than Mistress, and purportedly in one of those "open marriages" where he and his wife both see other folks.

"He could be a little too geeky, Slave....nice but not 'hot'".

"You should never settle for less than "hot" Mistress."

So imagine my surprise when Mistress walks up the stairs and says....

"The coffee shop closed early Slave, so I just brought Steve home with me...."

(I don't recall whether Steve was within ear shot when Mistress mentioned the "slave" part, but that is worth considering, isn't it?")

So they are down in the living room, chatting away on the couch, while Slave adjourned upstairs with the Times and my laptop. Now I'm watching the Knicks and blogging on a rainy day with a bit of a cuckoldy edge to it.

Guess we'll have to report more details tomorrow on how this interview goes.

Furtive Blogging

Slave was out the door early this am, heading north to our flat as a pancake state Capitol for some tedious "continuing education". Mistress on the other hand was planning a "work from home" day and so I figured she would be sleeping in, meaning that Slave was not expecting the treat of our typical session of wake up sex

So imagine my surprise when I heard Mistress paging me from the executive suite at around 6:30 am. You can bet I dropped the morning paper pronto to make my self available for some worship . And once Mistress was sufficiently pleasured, she called out for "my cock".

You can bet it was promptly made available to her!

Now I am furtively reporting to you via iPhone while a lecturing colleague bloviate a away.

Back at home Mistress is planning to serve a light lunch to Jay, her former lover who is stopping by to entertain her.

Last week at lunch there was a little high school make out session before he went back to work.

I' m wondering if today he'll get back to 2nd base.