Shared Bodily Warmth

River City is caught up in this strange "Is it January, or November?" weather pattern. First the snow. Then temperatures in the teens.

We woke early, but reluctant to leave the warmth of our bed. The wake up sex and afterglow made it even more compelling to spend the day in bed with Mistress.

But, sadly, duty called. I had an early morning performance art engagement that required me to get out of that warm bed, shed the loving embrace of Mistress, and put on my work-a-day costume.

Bummer.

Fortunately, Mistress had other ways to stay warm.

"Jay's asked me to come over at lunch time, Slave.... I know I should be working, but I think I can fit it into my schedule. I'll just do some work over there."

"Poor Mistress.... it's a shame he doesn't make house calls."

"You're right, Slave.....but still....."

You could tell Mistress was missing her fix of Jay's more athletic sexual antics, and a mid-day break in a warm bed was too tempting to pass up, despite the inconvenient 20 minute drive out to Jay's across the frozen tundra.

Sure enough, MIstress was "off the grid" from about noon to 3:00 pm or so. When she came up for air we agreed I would see her at home around 6 pm.  Chilled from the walk across the driveway. the only place to go was straight back to bed with Mistress.... at least for a while.

In bed, I was allowed to worship Mistress's well exercised folds. In addition to some time in the sack with Jay, she'd also attended a morning spinning class. As I ministered to her with my soothing tongue and lips, I could hardly avoid tasting the salty, frothy remnants of her day's mischief.

And I nosily pumped her for some of the smutty details of her "lunch hours" with Jay.

"I told him to try missionary for a change, Slave.... because of my still tender back from all that raucous sex with him last week...."

"Did he mind, Mistress?"

"He said that's kind of 'boring', but he seemed to handle it ok. And I did ride his cock for a while...."

"I'm sure he was understanding, Mistress...."

"But after about an hour of that, I had to call it a day, Slave.... work to do..... I think he would have gone on for 3 hours if I had let him....."

Yikes. Jay really is pumped up these days.

Mistress had a nice little "apertif" cum before she whipped up some dinner, but made clear that her slave would be waiting until morning for his own opportunity.  After all, she'd had a pretty busy day.

Winter Wonderland Edition

Mistress and Slave made it home safely from our memorable, romantic  weekend getaway.

Well there was that ignominious defeat for my alma mater on a long cold Saturday afternoon/evening. Lucrative network contracts come with a price.... the inconvenience to fans freezing in an ice encrusted stadium into the evening. We sure don't want to start the coverage too early on the West Coast do we? I might interfere with their eggs and avocado brunches.

Once we thawed out, back in our cute little hotel suite on the Lake, I expressed my appreciation to Mistress for toughing it out with me .... at least through the first quarter. She was able to find shelter at a cafe in the book store for the rest of the game, which.... naturally .... extended into OT before the home team completed their collapse.

But the snow covered campus sure did look pretty in the dark.... the famous dome glowing in its winter cloak.

And back at our hotel, all was warm and cozy.

"We should do this more often, Mistress, and just skip the football game."

"You won't get an argument from me on that one, slave."

I tried to make her long day worth it's while on Sunday morning. I had packed her favorite power tool, and made sure she got a full ride of sensation before granting her permission to cum. Her moans of delight would have made a nice, kinky podcast highlight. Fortunately, Mistress gave her slave permission to enjoy her clean shaven folds, which was frosting on the cake for my birthday celebration. We lolled for a while in bed, before a long walk on the snow encrusted beach that fueled our appetites for a big Sunday brunch at a cute local cafe.

The ride home to river city went smoothly. But now we've woken to a winter wonderland of our own, with an early 4 inches of snow on the ground and more falling.

Snow day?  At the very least the snow will be an excuse to huddle under the covers for some extended wake up sex this morning. At least we deserve a one hour delay, don't you think?

"The Most Raucous Sex Ever"

That's how Mistress described her Thursday night sleepover with J as we drove north, into the snow belt, for our getaway weekend that will include a football game at Slave's alma mater.

"How do you mean, Mistress?"

"Well J has been working out a lot lately.... he's strong, with lots of stamina, Slave..... I swear we went at it for 4 hours...."

"Poor Mistress....you must be tired..."

"I am, and my back's kind of sore today..... lot's of pounding on your poor Mistress...."

I almost felt sorry for her.

"ANd then at the doctor this morning.....I was a mess...."

Mistress had a very early MD checkup scheduled. So she had to go straight there from J's bed.

"J surprised me.... he was ready to do it again before  I left.... I told him I only had 25 minutes, but that was good enough for him....."

"Why was this a problem with the doctor, Mistress?"

"There I was at 7:45 am, walking in in my black dress and tights from the night before.... my hair probably a mess....it was like the walk of shame, Slave..... he probably could tell that I hadn't been home all night."

"Is this the doctor who flirts with you a bit, Mistress?"

"He is .... kind of handsome if I do say so. He likes to talk about our SW hideaway, where he goes for skiing...."

"I'm sure he really didn't notice anything askew, Mistress.... "

"Well he surprised me when he said he needed to do one of those exams, Slave..... Ugh..... I'm sure he could tell I had just had sex.... so embarrassing....."

"Maybe he was just making an excuse to get you on your back, Mistress....."

I guess there is a small price to pay for "the most raucous sex ever", but worthwhile, no doubt. She was even texting J on the drive north about their wild night together.

Once we arrived at our quaint little Victorian hotel on the shores of Lake Michigan, a few inches of snow on the ground putting us in an early holiday mood, I was wondering whether Mistress might be too tired for some less raucous Mistress and slave sex.

"Of course not, slave.... it's your birthday.... I felt a little guilty not being there when you woke up this morning....."

"But you had two birthday boys to please this week, Mistress.....not a problem."

I proceeded gingerly, making sure not to do any more harm to Mistress's tender back. And the ultimate outcome was every bit as gratifying as a long night of raucous!

Mistress Plans a Sleepover with Jay. Plus a Shoutout to our Lurkers.

Mistress and Slave were back to a more normal schedule yesterday: some enthusiastic wake up sex in the morning (after a whole 36 hours of chastity, slave was particularly enthisiastic!); then some worship for Mistress after a busy work day in the evening.

Tonight, Mistress has a sleepover scheduled with her lover Jay to celebrate his birthday.

"I hope you don't mind, Slave.... but I told him I would take him out for sushi for his birthday, and he even got a babysitter for the night."

Who am I to complain. Plus I worry about Mistress driving home late at night after all that "exercise" in Jay's bed.

"I feel a little bad not waking up with you on your birthday Slave."

"Mistress, at my age, birthdays are not something I like to think too much about, plus we'll be celebrating over the weekend on our little getaway...."

One thing Mistress made clear: today is a cage day for slave while she's spending the evening with Jay.  I already have schmooshed my package into the hard steel ring, which should provide Mistress with a little extra bonus this morning during our wake-up sex.

I did notice that my fellow sex bloggers have proclaimed this "love our lurkers" week here in the blog-o-sphere.  And I know you all are out there. google tells me that we average about 800-1000 page views on any given day here at UCTMW. While most of you are from the USA, you check in with us from Australia, Russia, the UK, Spain, France, the Netherlands and elsewhere. And while we get a handful of comments from a few of you, not nearly enough to keep us all entertained.

(We still miss you Suzanne! Wherever you are!)

Of course, we're happy for you to enjoy your visits here. And for those of you who find our narratives, adventures  or images an inspiration for your own furtive wankings or communal sexual explorations, go for it!  But we also encourage you to chime in from time to time to!