Empty Nest RIP

It's happened, dear readers.

The UCTMW is no longer the empty nest sanctuary, where Mistress and Slave can let loose with their uninhibited sexual stylings, or where Mistress can entertain her occasional side dishes.

Our youngest cute Co-Ed pulled into the driveway whining about her long journey from the east coast at around 7 pm last night, launching a few weeks of furtive couplings until we can slink off to our Southwest hideaway for the 4th of July.

Even worse, our older cute Co-Ed graduates from college on Saturday, whence she will be returning home for the next phase of her life.  Hopefully it will be a relatively brief re-staging period before she finds her own place to launch out on her own.

Maybe it was just a coincidence that my work inbox was visted by an email from "urban daddy" (not sure what that is) that featured a new lodging service inspired by AirBnB: It's called KinkBnB. The notion is folks renting rooms, dungeons, "kennels", apartments of cottages all tricked out for kinksters.

Here is a KinkBnB Slide Show featuring images of some of these accommodations.  Including a nicely accessorized bed.

And of course, in case there is a cuckold allowed to observe, your room can be "cage optional":

 (I hope they have some padding for the floor of that cage. It could be pretty ouchy for an old slave's knees).

This made me realize that Mistress and Slave might have some options for a little extra income out at our SW hideaway, or even her at our ancient lodgings in River City once the nest is disinfested again.

Out West it would be easy to trick out the place with some kink friendly accoutrements. There are plenty of pillars on our patio, and beams inside to which a slave might be readily lashed. And with the Penitente HQ down the street, the neighbors , who are pretty far away in any event, would hardly blink if some sort of decorative cross popped up on the grounds.

Of course, the older Hispanic lady who acts as our "caretaker" when we are away might need some additional coaching if she will be expected to act as hostess for kinksters renting our spread by the night or long sexy weekend when we are out of town.

I wonder how she'd look in  a leather catsuit? And would we tell guests to call her "Mistress Julie"?

Media in Praise of Slave's "Dad Bod" Paunch

Our readers will be happy to hear that Mistress and her devoted slave enjoyed a robust "switch day" on Sunday morning.  Mistress found herself bound to our bed, her hands lovingly captured by our red leather cuffs, and stretched overhead.

Lying on her tummy, she could only "protest" as our brand new and shiny Hitachi was deployed betwixt her thighs. (Terri- in response to your question - it's the same old model with a glossier finish - only two speeds, and Mistress prefers the slower speed). It did not take long for her to beg for permission to cum, and slave, as usual, was very indulgent.  Once the power tool was discarded, and Mistress calmed down a bit, I tossed on a bonus cum with my fingers before "taking my reward".

It was the sort of Sunday morning that may be hard to replicate in the weeks to come, as our girls re-infest their nest.  Hopefully that will be only for a few months, or we may have to call Orkin!

But the real subject of today's blog is an article that popped up in the Washington Post yesterday, (I have a Dad Bod. Here's Why Women Love It) reporting that the latest internet mime is recognition that babes actually prefer the "dad bod" to the more traditional six pack ab, chiseled look that the advertisers have stereo-typed.  The author attributes this change to women (at least in the developed world) discarding some of the evolutionary preferences for the more "macho" defenders of their tidy and secure cave:

 Primordial women needed brutes who could slaughter wild beasts for food and stiff-arm competing tribes that wanted to kill their offspring. More recently, our great-grandmothers needed partners who could toil in factories, plow fields and protect the home from intruders.

But today, more people are working in offices instead of farms and factories. And women themselves are working — often more efficiently than their male colleagues. That independence means they can pay people to move their furniture and protect their homes, or do it themselves. A lot has been written about this deconstruction of gender roles and “the end of men.” But the truth is, women do still need men — they just don’t need the macho ones.

Instead, many women are looking for guys who have good careers, love kids, and offer a soft tummy to lay on after a long day of working harder than us — all things that dad bods promise. Tight torsos and thick biceps are too busy at the gym to own businesses and keep the kitchen clean. To put it another way, a dad bod isn’t attractive because of what it looks like, but because what it says.

And what is that, you ask?

A dad bod says I have a job, responsibilities and enough money to nod approvingly when someone says “guacamole is extra.”

A dad bod owns a suit, makes car payments on a fuel-efficient vehicle and applies tasteful amounts of cologne before heading out the door. Send him a YouTube compilation of puppies doing cute stuff and afterward he’ll happily discuss which cute stuff was his favorite cute stuff.

Make love to a dad bod and afterward a dad bod will make waffles for your belly.



Well, Slave doesn't make waffles.

Mistress has that whole "gluten-free" thing going on. 


But I can whip up a nice risotto or gnocchi after a hard day at the office. And while I'm not completely gone to seed - I do ride that bike to work whenever I can - I have some generous padding for Mistress to lounge against when we watch "Mad Men" or "Homeland" on our comfy couch.

I might add that Jay, despite his talents as a golfer and a more athletic lover, has a "Dad Bod" too.  SO I think Mistress clearly is in the thick of it when it comes to this new trend.

The one thing this guy is missing though: What about the women who prefer their Dad Bod's to wear a cock cage when they're out for the night with their lover?

Happy Mother's Day

Here in River City, Mistress and her devoted slave are celebrating the last weekend of empty nesting for at least a month or two. Our oldest Domme in training graduates from college next weekend, and will be returning home for some indefinite duration until she identifies the next sign post in her life.  And her younger sister returns Thursday from her Junior year in college.  It's going to get a lot more cramped here for a while, and much less convenient to schedule those cuckold sleepovers with Jay, as we did a few weeks back.

I mean how to explain that to your daughters?

"Oh, that's just our friend Jay, girls.  His house is being de-loused this weekend, so Mommy said he could sleep here tonight.  Daddy will just take the couch, because Jay's allergic to the cats. "

No, I'm not thinking that would work.

This weekend we are trying to get in as much together time as possible.  Yesterday we covered spending time with our respective Mothers. I visited mine, and Mistress lunched with her mother.

And despite those social obligations, we were able to fit in a "two-a-day", with wake-up sex before a bike ride, and some early evening sex after a late afternoon nap.  Mistress even got a bonus cum as her slave toyed with her clean shaven folds through a skimpy nightie and matching undies as we watched a movie before bedtime.

That leaves Mother's Day with no social obligations at all.  This morning I plan to break out the brand spanking new Hitachi, which I suspect Mistress has been missing.

We may even have to pull a full switch day, now that I think of it.  After this Sunday, the need to "stifle" or otherwise mask the sounds of passion from the UCTMW Executive Suite will be back.

Don't want to waste that final (for a while) opportunity.

The Case of the Missing Hitachi

Here at the UCTMW World HQ, Mistress was diverted from her normal work day for a good chunk of the afternoon, even as slave was ‘slaving away” at the office.  It was one of those "lunches" with her lover, Jay. By the time I got home, Mistress seemed quite satisfied.

“It was the typical, slave….Jay spent a good deal of time lavishing me with his oral attention. Lot’s of cock riding too.”

After I showered off the residue of a bike ride home on a steamy spring day, She allowed me to feast on those well utilized folds, giving me a taste of the creamy residue that Jay left behind. I suspect she didn’t really need the cum that was the by product of my devotion, but it couldn’t hurt right?

“Jay did ask if the new Hitachi has arrived, Slave….”

“Got here today Mistress…. I’ll bring it home tomorrow. Just in time for Mother’s Day…..”

Speaking of Hitachis, the WC has given us a post responding to my request for more info on  his suspicion that his teenage daughter pilfered the magic wand he and his wife B have become so fond of:

Yes it is true our Hitachi started disappearing a couple of years ago

It would come back and then disappear again 

Finally it just went away

So

I bought another one.......

Now apparently both ladies are happy

And if they are happy so am I.....

Got to keep the gals happy!!!

Well not to beat a dead horse 

BUT

I am getting sick of the pot reporting

Nebraska and Oklahoma are suing Colorado over pot

The fuckers want to take it away from us

So much for states rights GOP.....

The "supreme court"(lower case) asked the justice department today to comment on the suit

We have had virtually no problems with legalized pot

You almost  never smell pot cause it is illegal to smoke in public

And the peeps obey the law!!!

Plus most people are eating it in edibles instead of smoking anyway....

The cops hate it cause they can't do the civil confiscation of alleged drug property 

For their own use

The private prison system hates it cause they will lose profit making prisoners

But for all of us here 

We say

What took so long?

I didn't use pot for 30 years cause it was illegal

And I have I   had a career to  protect

But I love the option to get high on Friday night instead of a couple of beers

Pot is so much better for you than cocktails or opium pain killers

Trust me on that one!

The 

Broncos just drafted a pot smoker

And no one around here batted an eye

Cause it is just not an issue around here

Even the republicans here love it

Tax revenues are up 

Incarnations are down

WTF America?   

The drug war has been a disaster!!!!! 

And for the readers of Mick and Molly

The pot store I go to

Has incredibly  hot women who shop there !

No shit!

Hot coeds, hot moms, hot business women

And the WC loves to chat then up!!!

And they are very friendly  too....

Believe me my friends 

You should push for legalization in your states too

Whether you want to imbibe or not

Time to end this silly probation once and for all

The new pot head advocate

WC