HNT / Hey, What is that Goop?

Shame on you!

Of course, it's just sun screen, spattered there by slave before performing my daily task of making sure that Mistress's lovely skin does not get too fried in the intense high altitude sun here at our SW hideaway.

We wouldn't want Mistress to get too leathery, a threat out here in the high desert. And so far Mistress's regime of goop smearing  has had good effect. Not only does slave relish placing his hands on Mistress's lovely body, but it seems that members of the fairer sex have the same impulse.

Last night we were at a local restaurant where a group of musicians were performing on an outdoor patio. A group of our friends and their friends were sharing a table and the space around it when one of the women mentioned how lovely Mistress looked in her short black dress, showcasing her tan and muscular legs.

"I'll bet they're really smooth", she said.

But she didn't leave her observation to mere speculation. She was sitting. Mistress was standing next to her. The lady reached over and rubbed her hands along Mistress calf, up to the knee and confirmed.

"Oh yes.... very smooth."

The lady sitting next to her couldn't resist, joining in on the tactile fun.

She reached over too, running her fingers up Mistress's leg from ankle to knee, relishing and confirming her friend's observation.

"Oh my..... so smooth....."

All the while slave was standing there, enjoying the female fawning.

Then there was the hunky guy sitting next to Mistress as I stood there, chatting her up in what could only be described as a flirtatious way.

I think Mistress was enjoying the attention.

But even she was a little surprised when the lady who had felt up her legs earlier leaned in and kissed her on the mouth as she bid her adieu.

I think the lady surprised even herself.

"Ohhh.... did I just do that?"

Uhhh, yes, you did.

Mistress Explains It All For You

Hello dear readers…it has been a while.  In a bout of insomnia (from paradise) I nudged Mick and said, “I will write the blog today.”  While my written energy would be more appropriately directed to my clients – this seemed more in line with what (while we are here) has become the daily exercise in determining just how much paid work we can avoid.

As we approach year five of the contract and the blog, one thinks about why we do this – the short answer is that we like sex.   The longer answer gets a bit more complicated, which is likely why it is so difficult to find the “right” person to be part of this “triangle.”  We miss the team over at “All Mine.”  They have had what has seemed to be a perfect situation.  Yet we all know that while relationships with two can be a challenge – three is in a league of its own.

Suzanne once told us that she and Tammy had met many suitors and had all but given up, until Jay came into the picture.  We wish them all well and are hopeful that their unique situation prospers.

And then there was the WC – our friend – and potential “partner” from the Rocky Mountain West.  We love you WC – and respect that your personal situation does not lend itself to what Mick would call our “hijinks”. 

Otherwise, we have had a trail of albeit interesting – but not the perfect suitors.  Yes, we have met some great men.  Yes, I have had some mind blowing sex – but regarding one’s decision to be part of our lives – has not happened.

Marc D: why are you so far away? We could work something out.

So today we sit on the precipice of someone whom we plan to get to know a bit.  While he is reading, he has not commented.  In (what I have deemed our final attempt) to use AM as a suitor location vehicle – he was able to connect the dots …find the blog and figure some things out about us. At the same time that we connected with “D,” I also interviewed some suitors – call it pheromones – but several are fairly insistent – and I have sent some pretty specific “not interested” messages to them .

What I don’t want:

1)   An affair because your wife has not slept with you for six years.

2)   A booty call at 6:00 am in the morning (that is when I have sex with Mick, exercise, play on the internet, and pet my cats.) No thanks.

3)   To hear about your horrible divorce – while I am sort of a psychologist – not looking to be your counselor.

4)   To go with you to Europe (while I love Europe), I don’t know you yet, and am not impressed that (over dinner) you ask me to join you on a trip  and then you send me the travel itinerary the next day. Makes me wonder….

What we do want:

1)    Someone who has the patience for us.  We move fast.  We are sarcastic. We like sex. We love each other.

2)    Someone who has fun with this, but does not play games.

3)    Someone who has a high energy level – we do.   Remember Mick and Molly have sex at least once (sometimes twice per day.) The only deviation is when we are in different cities. Those of you who have been fans – know that when I am seeing someone – the count increases.

4)    Someone who is smart, with a sense of humor that does not take us (or themselves) too seriously.

5)    Compliments – I will admit this – I am 51 and want LOTS of them. I wish that I could be more cool about it – but let’s face it—the glamour girl years may be fleeting – bring them on and bring them now.

6)    Someone who communicates.  Mick and I both are high on the communications scale – while we prefer proper spelling and grammar – we are willing to trade for other redeeming qualities. (WC is still our buddy.)

D:  you may well be this guy – and if you are not – can you use your intelligence gathering to find him for us?

The other option is for Mick and I to “mail” in our retirement letters, wire cash to the kids and retire (out here) like most people our age do.

Happy Wednesday to all.

Molly

Mellow Mistress and a Report from our WC

Our SW hideaway is not too far from the Colorado border. So you can understand why there is a certain degree of commercial interaction with the state that our Western Correspondent calls home.  He has reported here on the new products introduced since his state legalized the sale of marijuana for recreational purposes. Rest assured that folks in these parts have been known to drive north just to sample these new wares and bring some home to share with their friends.

At a Sunday evening birthday party for a friend out here turning 60,  Mistress "experimented" with one of those new fangled marijuana "edibles", a lemon drop you put beneath your tongue and suck until it dissolves. She was still feeling the effects most of yesterday.

"I think I'm still high, Slave" she mumbled on our way to a long bike trek Monday morning.  Then she lay back  in her seat for the 30 minute drive, enjoying the view and not saying much else.

But at least Slave can report that the sweet, spiked concoction did not do much to squelch her sexual appetite. She seemed particularly receptive to our wake-up sex yesterday morning, despite her "dazed and confused" demeanor.

And yesterday, once she had purged most of the mellowing agents from her lush body after a bracing 16 mile bike ride, and absorbed some of the sun's recharging rays out on our patio, she was up for some rather vigorous cock riding. 

So I would say that while the edible induced high was certainly longer lasting that a more traditional "delivery system",  it left no permanent impairment.

Speaking of Colorado, another thing they have going on is a large scale swinger's club that our Western Correspondent has frequented from time to time, only out of journalistic diligence, of course.   Here is his latest report: 

Here is my swingers club take

That place is huge in the swingers community nationwide 

But as it is the only swingers club I have been too except Hedonism II

I just take their word for it

But it is a very classy property

That place gets about a 1000 peeps a night on weekends

Maybe one of the biggest  gates in the city on weekends

At a $100 buck a couple or single they are taking maybe 50k per night

Nice place

Most peeps are there to just check out the scene

B and I have met the owner a couple of times at the bar and talked with him

Nice guy

Lots of lookers and lots of peeps looking to show off

Lots of lesbian action

Lots of gals up on all fours

Getting fucked

Lots of gals on leashes naked

Lots of guys and gals watching

Lot of guys eating pussy

And a lot of guy's watching!!!!!!

So my take is

What sort of swinger just watches as Mick asked

Most of them!!!!!!

But we have been there in Sunday during the day a couple of times

Both times there was this one lady their naked

While her husband sat observing

I went into the foam with her and she was very friendly

As she was with other men all afternoon

Oh well post this if you want

But use the giving me shit line too!!!!!!

WC

Somehow I can't imagine the WC just watching, even when he is there to cover a "story". 

Cage Free?

You can imagine why Slave might have been subliminally drawn to this carton of eggs the other day at our local organic grocery store. Mistress has been pretty lenient on her Slave's cage time of late, and we didn't even pack one for our trip out west.
As a general rule the cage seems to be limited to those days when Mistress has a "date" with a lover (or prospect) and the extra control gives her  a bit of a thrill.

But yesterday, as we took the hike down into the Rio Grande canyon  for some "beach time", Mistress disclosed that D, who has become a student of the blog, has raised the prospect of more cage time for Slave.

'I think he likes the idea of you in the cage, Slave....that maybe he wants to be in charge of that...."

"Hmmmm..... that's an interesting development, Mistress....."

"Not only that, but he was even talking about a chastity device for me too....."

Yikes.

"And how did you react to that, Mistress?"

"It's kind of hot, Slave.....don't you think?"

Who would I be to disagree when Mistress thinks something is hot?

Down on the river bank, where we found a couple of older gents lounging in the pools of warm spring water in the buff, we found a little patch of beach to spread out our towels. Mistress opted for some top less sunbathing, but kept her bottoms on, which seemed appropriate later when some families arrived, kids in tow.  It was a holiday weekend, and not surprising that the springs were a popular destination for the tourists in the area.

As we soaked in the sun and read from our kindles it was hard for Slave not to go back to the subject of Mistress in chastity, with D in charge of the key.

"So what did you tell when he brought up the concept of a chastity device for you, Mistress?

"Hmmmm.... I said it would have to be something you couldn't see through form fitting clothes."

Always, practical, isn't she?

"And I wondered how Id shower in it, Slave, or shave the folds....."

"I guess that would be one way for him to get that fur grown back, wouldn't it, Mistress?"

Mistress just giggled. She's grown fond of the clean shaven look, and, of course, so have I. No hairs getting caught in my teeth is a definite perk for a guy who spends some much time in worship mode.

But as I glanced down at Mistress's delectable tush,  in her tie-dye two piece suit bottoms, I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if Mistress was wearing some sort of chastity gear underneath, at D's direction.

That's when I rolled over onto my stomach. No need to put a show on for the kids.