HNT: Mistress Stops for Worship Before a Night With Her Lover

Mistress added significantly to April's "cum count" yesterday.

First, there was slave worshiping her in the morning. As I plied her clean shaven folds with my tongue and lips I suspect  she was anticipated her upcoming night with her lover Jay,

Fortunately, she was in a beneficient mood, allowing me to take my own pleasure in said folds before her cock was put on lock down for the day.

"Make sure to give me the key Slave... for safe keeping. If you're good I'll let you know where I've hidden it tonight."

"Yes, Mistress."

Her plan was to head over to Jay's house around 5 pm. But she had a downtown meeting at lunch time before her agenda turned to entirely pleasure.  And that meant there was time for a little office worship to take the edge off her mounting anticipation.  As you can see, tights season is over, but Mistress hasn't abandoned those boots just yet.

Mistress breezed into my office with a teasing "Hello, Slave....."

I went into worship mode. Closing the door. Sliding Mistress's "throne" against it. Then draping a soft absorbent blanket over the otherwise scratchy upholstery.  Mistress smooth bum deserved no less.

And as I slid to my knees and went on task, I was certainly conscious of my caged cock. It took a great deal of mental discipline to keep things in check, particularly with the thought that the next cock to pleasure Mistress would not be my own.

Mistress seemed to enjoy my attention. But soon she was off to her meeting, and then on to her Lover's "nest" for an evening of private passion.

I did get a text from her last night.... "Lots of sex slave.... and Indian carryout."

Before my bedtime (I suspect she had already spent a lot of time in bed), Mistress called and gave me my parole.... telling me where I could find the key.

"But remember Slave.... no touching."

"Yes, Mistress."

Mistress Has Plans . , ,

Mistress has been catching up on her sleep these last three nights. It was a busy weekend after all, and tonight she has another sleepover date with her lover Jay.

And she made clear yesterday exactly what she has in mind, as she anticipated her night away.

"It's good sex with Jay, slave.  Very good."

That's the sort of talk that gets a distinctive "rise" out of a well trained cuckold husband.

And with Mistress planning to spend the evening out, Slave knew he had a responsibility to ask about extra security measures.

"Should I wear the cage tomorrow, Mistress?"

"Well of course Slave.....I don't want you to succumb to temptation while I'm away for the night."

So Slave is up early, making sure that the hard ring of my cock cage is in place. But I am hoping that there will be a little action up in the UCTMW Executive Suite before Mistress's work-a-day cock goes into lock down mode.

Mistress's Busy Weekend

On our Saturday afternoon bike ride, Mistress made a surprising confession.

"I'm actually sexed out, Slave...."

"You?"

"Think about it Slave.... Sex with you Thursday morning. Sex with Jay Thursday night. And again Friday morning. Then with you again Friday afternoon.  Then Friday night with Jay again. And Saturday morning too."

Ah yes. Friday night.

Jay joined us for dinner, then sidled into bed with Mistress in the UCTMW executive suite. That left Slave in our daughter's bed, where our two cats seem particularly annoyed that the house's social order had been so grievously tossed on it's head. 

I could hear a little bit of conversation and giggling next door, but what was up was unclear.

In the morning, when Mistress came downstairs to ask me to make some coffee for her "guest", she gave me a brief after action report.

"Jay loves to see me use the hitachi on myself, Slave..... so there was that, and a little sex afterwords before we went to sleep."

Mistress and Jay holed up in their room for another hour or two.... it sounds as if the Hitachi was out and humming again between Mistress's thighs.... and then the three of us walked up to a local greasy spoon for a late morning breakfast.

Then old Mick did some field slave work in our yard, while Mistress and Jay took a romantic walk around our old neighborhood.  Jay headed back to his house early in the afternoon. And that's when we took our bike ride.

"All sexed out, Mistress..... does that mean it's an abstinence day for me?"

Hopefully I didn't sound too sulky.  I was a tad horny after all. It had been nearly 24 hours, since I had scrupulously followed the "no touch rule" laid down before bedtime on Friday night.

"Oh.... don't worry, Slave.... I'm sure we can work something out after our Saturday afternoon nap....."

Heartland Hospitality (Cuckold-style)

Here at the UCTMW Mistress has had a busy "Holy Week".

Holy Thursday night was her sleepover with Jay.

And all three of us celebrated Passover / Good Friday with dinner out, and Mistress returning Jay's hospitality here at the UCTMW World HQ.

Fortunately, Mistress persuaded her slave to skip out of work a little early on Friday. I mean, if Congress gets a 2 week Easter vacation, how could it hurt if I left work at 3:45?

That gave us about an hour in bed before Jay arrived. Mistress even sprung me from my cage (she had directed me by text from Jay's bed to "cage-up" before heading to work). That  allowed her slave some late afternoon delight before her lover arrived.

As I laved her clean shaven folds with my eager tongue, she gave me a brief update on her evening / morning with Jay.

"It was maybe the best, most raucous sex ever for us slave.....before dinner, then after dinner too."

"And what happened, Mistress?"

"Oh the usual.... lots of cock riding.... him fucking me with my legs up at the side of the bed....and of course him spending lots of time with his face between my thighs....."

"And what about you, Mistress..... did you get to suck his cock?"

"Of course, Slave..... Jay really loves that....."

Once Mistress was pleased with my own worship, she gave me a little 'show and tell', sucking her work-a-day cock and then riding it with abandon to another cum.  After the dust settled, Mistress shared a little more about her morning in Jay's "love nest".

"We weren't planning on morning sex.... but when he joined me in the shower.... and., well,  one thing just led to another....."

'Well that's a surprise, Mistress....."

By then it was time for us to dress and get some wine and cheese ready for Jay's arrival.

The three of us chatted in our living room for a while, with Jay and I grousing about the political scene as Mistress, seated on the couch next to him, coyly added to the conversation as her lovely bare feet rested in Jay's lap, seemingly teasing his cock through his chinos.

If Jay felt uncomfortable about this PDA in front of his lover's husband, he didn't show it.  But neither is Jay the sort of stereotypical alpha cuckolder who relishes the humiliation of his lover's cucked hubby.  Instead we have a peer like relationship when we all get together, giving Mistress the pleasure of having two eager to please lover's in one room.... sort of a double date without the extra lady.

And of course it can be fun to tease Mistress about the nature of our relationships with her.

As we sipped wine, the talk turned to politics and 2016. Mistress predicted Jeb Bush will be the next President. Jay and Mick put their money (somewhat reluctantly) on Hillary. Mistress said we should have a bet that both of us have to pay off if she turns out right.

"But what should the stakes be?" she asked.

"Double orifice sex?", I quickly suggested.

Jay nearly choked on his red wine.

Mistress protested.

"Yuck....I think one orifice at a time is just fine, slave "

"How about a trip..... with both of you....," she countered.

Not a bad concept.

As the evening progressed, the three of us enjoyed our "Seder" at a local hipster Taco joint, complete with music from a local Zydeco band.  Jay insisted on sitting across from Mistress, with me next to her in a booth.  The arrangement may have prevented Mistress from fondling Jay's thigh through dinner (or the reverse).  But they did get to hold hands a bit between munching tacos and sipping tequila and beer.

Of course the tricky stage of the night was sleeping arrangements.

Jay seemed a little nervous about sharing our bed with Mistress with me in the house.  As I said, he can be a tad squeamish about exercising his cuckolder rights when his lover's hubby is around.

But Mistress can be very persuasive. It didn't take her long to make sure her slave was safely tucked into bed next in one of the cute Co-Ed's rooms.

"Sleep tight, slave..... and remember, no touching....."

"Yes Mistress...."

I suppose I should add that when she slipped away, back to our room, she had on a very hot turquoise thong and lacy black bra.

It seemed that Jay was in for a treat.