Silent Auction Fodder

Mistress and Slave spent another day in our mountain paradise yesterday.  There was your traditional wake-up sex. An early bike ride on our traditional route - great views and a bracing up hill climb to clear the arteries. And then some annoying conference calls that forced our attention momentarily back to reality.

Bummer.

But once the calls were done, we quickly got back into our SW groove.

Mistress stripped away her clothes and readied herself for some sunning.

Slave did some painting and other maintenance work.  But there was another task as well.

"Slave, could you put some sunscreen on my ass?"

"My pleasure, Mistress."

But as I smeared #8 onto that firm tush, a light went off.

"You know, Mistress.... some guys would pay a pretty penny for this opportunity. Some women too, I suppose."

"Do tell, Slave."

"There's that big benefit Sunday we may attend. ,,,,'

(It's for the ancestral home of a local hero/villian, best known for his exploits as an Army scout, explorer, and (here's the villian part), facilitator of the extermination of all too many native Americans.)

"Yes, Slave.... your point...."

"Well they say there will be a 'silent auction'.... where folks make contributions of various types -- condo time, a meal, a piece of art, yada yada....and the attendees bid on them, with the proceeds going to the charity."

"You're suggesting....."

"Yes, we offer the lucky bidder the opportunity to slather sunscreen all over your ass and back....maybe a separate offer for the more tender front, with it's prominent nipples and alluring clean shaven folds.... I bet that would raise even more money for a worthy cause. And we'd get the tax deduction!"

"Funny, Slave...."

"Of course, we'd need pictures to illustrate the offer..... "

Mistress was not amused..... but then Sunday is switch day isn't it?  I wonder if this would fit into my switch day privileges.

Ditto

You're probably getting tired of our tales of two-a-day sexploits, sunny days and beautiful sunsets. But who can get tired of pictures of Molly sunbathing?

Sex and Sun

The long days of summer are here in our little corner of the world, and Mistress and Slave made sure they enjoyed all of it.

Slave tends to wake at dawn, which comes early here. Mistress lolls in bed a little longer, but regardless, our wake-up sex came early in Mountain time zone hours -- I even forgot to exercise my switch day privileges, which I will chalk up to long car drive lag.

That gave us plenty of time out in the sun.  Slave performed a variety of "field Slave" duties to get our "spread" back into shape after a spring of neglect and an unusual amount of rain induced growth. Fortunately, the Sangres have gotten a break from the ongoing draught these last few months.

Mistress exercised her prerogative to sun bathe "au natural" out on our deck, giving me plenty of time to admire her lovely breasts and clean shaven folds, while also applying sun screen to her tight tush.

By about 3 pm, Mistress had finally had enough of the sun's recharging rays and we adjourned to our bedroom for some late afternoon sexual release. Slave rallied, and deployed Mistress's favorite power tool for a couple of starter cums. Mistress, after a day of lounging had ample energy for some robust cock riding. When the dust settled, there was still plenty of time for a nap before heading out for dinner, and then enjoying the sunset out on our patio.

Yes, we like these long summer days.

Tequilla Sunset

Mistress and Slave finally made it to our SW hideaway around 4 pm last evening, after a 2nd long day on the road. But at least the 2nd day, which follows the old Santa Fe trail through Western Kansas and Eastern Colorado,  features some pastoral prairie and the front range of the Rockies, putting us in a much better mood.

We arrived on time to re-arrange the furniture, run the weed eater on a patio that had been overrun, and then hunker down on our front porch for one more amazing sunset.  Mistress was topless almost immediately upon our arrival, wearing nothing but her pretty blue thong to taunt her Slave as he engaged in some manly, field slave duties. Duties behind us, I poured Mistress a Tequila and popped open a beer for myself to enjoy the upcoming sunset.

But since we enjoyed dinner (and the sunset) on the front porch, she felt compelled to slide into a tee-shirt so as not to cause and accident in case one of the locals driving by looked her way.

But as for pants?..... well, let's not go overboard.