An Inhospitable Homecoming.

So Mistress and her drive-like-a- madman Slave did our 23 hour drive back to River City over a day and one half, only to discover rather unwelcoming circumstances greeting us here in River City.

First, Slave mistakenly used our early arrival home to  waste an afternoon watching our local pussycats go through their typical post-season meltdown against the Bolts. So much for home field advantage. Next year I'll be rooting for a post season away game, so that I can turn the TV off without having to drive to and fro and pay $8.50 for a beer.

In this instance, it would have been nice if the home team had let us know in advance they had no plans of actually showing up in the 2nd half. That would have spared all of us the rain soaking we endured. And I could have gotten a head start on re-reading the Book of Job, which has special meaning to Pussycat fans.

Then, after River City's post season hopes were washed away, the Arctic Vortex took it's turn to kick our asses further. It was about 0 degrees this am when Mistress had to go to that early Monday morning meeting. So not only were we denied our wake-up sex consolation prize, but we had to endure deep freeze conditions heading off to work, still on our Mountain Time shift daze.

It made us wish we had decided that "car trouble" prevented us from leaving our SW hideaway for a few more weeks, where the sun remains out and the ski slopes are much less crowded now that the holidays are over.

And why couldn't that cold front have slid into town 12 hours earlier? Instead the lads from San Diego had relatively balmy weather to avenge their freezer bowl loss to the Pussycats back in the 1980's.

I guess that leaves the sex blog NFL playoff wagering field clear for the possible confrontation between Miguel's Donkeys and Suzanne's Patsies in two weeks time.

I'm hoping for a mile high blizzard for that one. I wonder if Giselle has a special cock cage for Glamour Boy Brady when temperatures dip below 10 of so?

Free at Last (For a While).

Slave finally dumped his lovely older daughter and son-in-law at the airport yesterday. It was nice to spend time with both of them, but it seemed like a very long visit, that denied Mistress her normal freedom to roam the house au natural, and for both of us to engage in the freedom we typically enjoy to take liberties with one another.

When I arrived home, Mistress was sitting in the blazing sun on our front "portal", doing some work, then greeted me in the driveway.

As you can imagine it did not take us long to shed our clothes, fall into one another's arms and take all those misplaced liberties. Use 'em or lose 'em!

Unfortunately our liberty will not last long. With bad weather hurtling our way, and about 1300 miles to cover back to River City, we may have to get our asses in gear a little more quickly than we had originally  planned. And there we will find one of out cute Co-Eds, who has one of those ridiculously long winter breaks that will extend until just about the end of the month.

What's with these colleges..... they seem to have more breaks and recesses than actual school days during the year. What are aging depraved parents supposed to do?

Happy New Year from Molly and mick

New Year's Eve was especially nice here as the days wind down on our SW holidays: skiing in the morning. lunch outside on the slopes in warming sunshine, and then a long nap to rest up for the celebration. We even got in some hot late afternoon sex, covered up by some music on the CD player in our bedroom as the newly wed couple took their own "nap". Let's hope they used it to the same good purpose as these old codgers did!

Mick had cunningly persuaded my daughter and her husband that this would be a "date night" for both couples: I handed over the car keys so they could dine out in town while we would walk down the street in the high desert darkness to enjoy our own solo dinner at a local eatery.

Better yet, they left about 90 minutes before our reservation, finally giving Molly free range of the house in something much less than her modest shin length robe.  I caught her inspecting our little Christmas tree in some of the new undies I gifted her for the holidays.

Ahhh. Free at last.

After dinner we found the youngsters back at the cabin, watching an old movie. They turned down our offer to take them out for a little New Year's eve rock and roll. But that did not suppress us old farts! We even made it as late as New Year's in Chicago! But we kept one tradition alive: by midnight mountain time you could find us safely cuddled up together in our bed. The best way to kick off a new yeat!

Hope all of our readers enjoyed their holidays too, and best wishes for a safe, sane and sexy 2014!

Pent Up Demand

Mistress and Slave missed their Monday morning wake-up sex because we had to drive our cute Co-Ed to the airport early yesterday morning.

That can put us into a cranky mood. On the drive back to our hideaway, Mistress pointed out how much she was hoping our other house guests would be off the premises when we got home, so there would be no need to stifle her expressions of passion.

"I'm looking forward to some walking around the house naked, ride your cock action, Slave".

But what were the chances?

When we got home my other daughter and the son-in-law were all curled up on the couch, fire blazing, working on their computers. Despite the blazing sunshine, and my offer of the car keys in case they wanted to visit a local museum or gallery, they were settled in and inclined to go no where fast. They were camped out only about 8 feet from our bedroom wall.

What to do?

Mistress took her laptop out onto the patio, and I joined her for a while, catching up to some work emails.

But the sexual tension could no be denied much longer.

By about 4 pm we announced we were "taking a nap". And to dampen any ambient noise, we turned a CD on in our bedroom. Hopefully the mellow folkie notes covered up the sounds of our fucking.

After I worshiped away for a few Mistress cums, she gave me the long awaited permission to fuck her.

"Wow. Slave. That's a very hard cock!"

"What did you expect, Mistress.... it's been almost 36 hours!"