Our Dinner with Francois

You may recall Francois... he still appears on our masthead, though it's been a while since we've engaged in any of his zany sexual adventures.... you may recall the Home Cummimg Weekend nearly two years ago, which led to a worrisome security breach that forced us to go "On the Lam" for a while until the threat passed.

Well he and his co-habitant (we'll call her the Lovely D for this purpose) came to Mistress's birthday party recently, and last night we joined then with another couple on their boat, moored down on the big river about a 40 minute drive from us in a more rural area. The boat is cozy, with sleeping quarters below for at least two couples and a nice deck for partying either where it is moored, or out on the big river.

There was plenty of wine and other food, a bit of dancing, some funny conversation, and an invitation to spend the night, but nothing kinky to report. And the humidity and the thought of waking far from home on what should be a pretty relaxed Sunday got us to leave at dusk, rather than sleep over.

We did get to check out some of the local boating color, including this fellow, who participated in a "yacht club" dinner with a group of families that we joined:

No, friends, the local river boating scene is not in the sophisticated realm of barging in the Loire Valley that Francois favors.... but it has its simple pleasures. I did note that there was a box of rope on Francois's deck, purportedly for nautical knot tying instructions. No one opened it up while we were there, but who knows what happened once the guest went away and Francois and the Lovely D were left to their own devices.

As we were leaving, Francois  was encouraging Mistress to come back and join him some weekday to just "hang out" and use the boat as an alternative workplace..... there's even wifi!  I wonder what he has in mind?

And speaking of devices with wifi, you can bet Slave was a little surprised to see and ad for one pop up on his workplace inbox the other day. "Vibease" It's some new high-tech device that links a lady's insertable vibrator to her I-phone, and synchs the "good parts" of streaming audio books to the vibrator to allow for varying intensities. It says it can even be remotely controlled by your distant partner. It's something to put on your Christmas list for the "Mistress who has everything" (or submissive too, I suppose....)

Not sure what the male equivalent of such a device would involve.... but it's good to know that the creative minds out there have something more than violent video games and drones to work on!

But here it's almost time to wake Mistress from her beauty rest on what should be a lazy Sunday for some low tech wake-up sex!

Running out the Clock

Here at the UCTMW World HQ we've been in a bit of a holding pattern this week...

The end of the summer is in sight.... and although we may miss the warm weather, we're (with just a smidgin of guilt) looking forward to dropping the Mistresses in training off at their respective campuses in just about 2 weeks time. We've been spoiled by our empty nest!

In addition, Mistress is making a workplace transition, and is anxious to get that over with.

Then we have two weeks in early September planned at our SW Hideaway, just the two of us!  It won't come soon enough.

So what do we do to "pass the time"?

.... There has been our usual wake-up sex.

(Though I've been warned that this morning we have to leave early....."Slave.... you're just going to have to contain yourself Friday morning... can you handle that....."

"I suppose I will have to Mistress...."

Not that we won't be able to squeeze in some blog reading worship.)

And in the evenings, there has been some bike riding.... worship..... family dinners when the kids get home.... and Breaking Bad binge watching on Netflix.

When we're watching the big computer screen, Mistress settled onto the couch next to me, feet extended onto my pap, she's usually in one of her sexy nighties, the lights low, just in case on of the cute Co-Eds walks through the room and gets "grossed out" by a scantily clad Mom.

Panties?

Well, of course not.

"I wear them all day Slave.... I need a little airing out....."

Sometimes those clean shaven folds spread so close to me can be distracting, and Slave's hands wander about, delivering a bonus cum or two during slow points in the story line of Walt and his meth lab.

There's something about Mistress shudders and soft moans of delight as she is splayed out next to me that give a Slave some extra fulfillment  after a busy work day.

Sex Toy Profiteers Pack River City

Mistress and Slave had a lovely and laid back empty nest weekend, at least through Sunday evening. There was plenty of time for me to worship those clean shaven folds, which had quite a workout on Friday. And of course Mistress indulged her work-a-day cock friday evening, Saturday morning, and again on Sunday.

I really am a pampered house slave, aren't I?

But, alas, the Mistresses in training are back in town, and we've been busy at work these last few days. Fortunately, there are only about 18 days left before the college year begins! Light at the end of the crowded nest tunnel!

On the drive to work this morning, we did catch a glimpse of the babes in town for the annual sales
conference for a local company that sells sex toys tupperware style. They've been here before: a collection of seemingly boring middle American housewives, with pink accessories, pink hair, pink shoes and jackets and branded shopping bags, here in River City to party and confer as a reward for hitting their sales targets for the past year. (Am I missing something, or is pink the Anti-sexy color?)

Just think of all the pocket rockets, ball gags, green "Fuck me I'm Irish"  thongs and strap-ons these little ladies had to pedal in living rooms and condo social halls in towns like Topeka and Little Rock over the last year to win the honor of two days and nights  in our humble river town.

At lunch time, Slave couldn't help taking some I-spy shots of these sex toy profiteers as they strolled our not so busy by ways. (Nothing says "buy my sex merchandise" than flipping your ciggie onto our side walk, lady!)

And Mistress, who's fashion sense is a bit less flashy (and more sexy, I might ad) observed:

"I bet some guys can get lucky tonight if they hit the downtown bars with these ladies in town."

No doubt. Plus they might get free lube samples!

Mistress Starts Her Weekend Early

We've finagled another empty nest weekend here at the UCTMW World HQ - one daughter is off to the WIndy City, and another is visiting a friend on the East Coast. So Mistress and her devoted Slave have a few lovely days without our nosy brood in our faces, dampening our fun.

That gave us some space for some long and boisterous fucking in Thursday night, and gave Mistress the freedom for a little "sidedish" action mid-morning in Friday.

"My new old friend got in touch this week, Slave.... he's coming over Friday after my breakfast meeting."

This is a gentleman caller from Mistress's not too distant past. They've been in touch of late and she was able to pencil him into her dance card with the Mistresses in training away for the weekend.

Slave was off at work, but certainly wondering how Mistress's mid-morning tryst was going. I heard from her at around 12:30 pm, before I headed to lunch with a client.

"Well Slave, he's gone now....."

"How was it Mistress?"

"Very nice, Slave.... he wanted to know how I could have the breasts of a 24 yr. old...."

"Of course you do.... but what did you tell him?"

"It must be my swimming.... keeps those muscles strong...."

"Did he play with them, Mistress?"

"Yes.... he seems to love them.... but he also was wondering about you..... whether you had the cage on today....."

"Oops...."

"You should have asked, Slave..... "

You see, this gentleman caller had discovered the blog a few months back, and he's taken an interest in our rather unusual arrangement here.

"He's getting off on this whole cuckold thing, Slave.... he likes the idea that you know he's fucking your wife, and that it actually turns you on...."

I had to cut the debrief short for my lunch meeting, but we resumed back in the Executive Suite at the end of the workday.... both of us naked and between the sheets.  As I savored Mistress's well exercised clean shaven folds, she filled in some more detail about her morning with her lover, who is about 20 years younger than her Slave.

'So how did things unfold, Mistress...."

"I was waiting for him downstairs, had changed into one of my black nighties... no undies of course...."

Her hips were shifting against my devoted lips and tongue as she spun the tale.

"He came in the side door ... and immediately pushed me against the wall and started kissing me Slave.... his hand sliding down,  checking to see if I was already wet...."

"And were you, Mistress?"

"What do you think.....?"

She went on to describe how they came up to our bed....how he unzipped and had her suck his thickening cock.... then bent her over the bed and fucked her from behind.

"Sounds very Dom, Mistress.... did you like that?"

"Of course I did.... you know how I like to be dominated....it was all very ....athletic....quite a few different positions before we were done."

By now Mistress had cum in response to her Slave's tender ministrations, and I had entered her from above.... our sex wasn't the athletic type. I figured she had been fully utilized already today, so I took it slow and gentle, getting permission before I came, of course.

It was a very nice start to what should be a good weekend.