Hunkered Down for the Holidays

When I heard on NPR this morning that 42 million people will be crowding airports and roads this weekend, it made me even more gratified that Mistress and Slave are safely ensconced in our hideaway already, with no plans to return home for another 9 days.

So how did we spend our first day of empty nesting and vacation here?

Not doing much.

Well there was a little client coddling over the internet and phone. But that was put to bed my around noon. Leaving plenty of time for some wake-up sex, a bike ride, and Mistress sunning herself on our patio.

"Do you think it's OK for me to be out here nude with the neighbors around, Slave?"

Was she really asking for my permission?  She was already nude, slathered with sunscreen and enjoying the warm SW sun.

"I suppose if they wandered over here to borrow some milk, or share a prairie dog extermination remedy, they would be assuming the risk of seeing a nude neighbor, Mistress."

"Then it would be their problem, not mine, wouldn't it?"

Obviously, Mistress was not deterred. And there was no FedEx delivery to anticipate.

As Mistress enjoyed the recharge of her solar batteries, slave engaged in some field slave duties - some mowing and weed-eating and pruning - but nothing too strenuous.

But as the day progress, something amazing happened.

"Even I've had enough sun, slave."

She actually moved under our portal, enjoying the view and high desert air, but sheltering her firm, lush body from the all that UV exposure.  It was an odd, but inspiring view.

By late afternoon, the rhythm of late afternoon pop up thundershowers reemerged, just in time for our late afternoon nap time.

Then, fully recharged, what else was there to do but a second round of love making with thunder, rain and (incongruously) sunshine providing atmospheric  background for our under the sheets endeavors. Mistress did some hearty cock-riding to put a punctuation mark on our first day away.

While we have some social engagements over the weekend, we will do our best to continue hiding out for the next 9 days.  What else are hideaways for?

Mistress's Two-Fer Tuesday

First an update on our travels: Mistress and Slave made it safely to our SW hideaway yesterday afternoon, giving us plenty of time for a restful nap and some pre-dinner sex in our cozy bed here on the edge of the Sangre de Christo mountains.

"We don't have to close the door, or worry about disturbing anyone, Slave..."

I think I mumbled something in response, but was too busy focusing on assaulting those clean shaven folds with my anxious tongue and lips as a precursor for my own chance to indulge. I mean,  it had been since Tuesday morning since slave had his own chance to cum!

Which brings us back to Tuesday.

I bemoaned on Mistress's behalf on my Tuesday morning post that Mistress would have to go a couple of weeks without the more athletic sexual services of her lover Jay.

I was misinformed.

After our own wake-up sex, Slave showered for work and, as I was dressing for an abbreviated work day, I asked Mistress what was on her schedule for the day.

"I have a meeting around 10 slave, then, of all goes well, some time with 'my friend ' before another meeting at 4....."

I raised an eyebrow.

"He really wanted another chance to see me before I left town...."

"It only seems fair Mistress..... it wouldn't  be right to leave him high and dry for so long."

Of course, I suspect Mistress's motives were not completely motivated by her heartfelt sympathy for her lover's sad, horny  plight.  She relishes a good hard fucking more than anyone I know. And while I can provide a suitable work-a-day fuck, there's nothing like having a a back-up  who reserves all that sexual energy for several days, then let's it all loose on her. If slave is the old reliable starting pitcher, Jay is the closer with with 103 mph fastball.

And it seems that Jay was more than happy to "bring the heat" on Tuesday afternoon.

Mistress gave me a brief "read out" of their two hours together as I worshiped Tuesday evening, savoring the residue of their time together.  Then I pried some more detail out of her on our ride up from the airport to our hideaway yesterday afternoon.

"He kind of went crazy, slave..... he kept saying how sexy I was, and spent a lot of time with his tongue on me...."

"Lots of orgasms, Mistress?"

"Lots and lots. Of course there was some cock riding too..... and him taking me from behind."

Sounds like Jay was doing more than blowing off some pent up sexual steam.  He was giving Mistress something to ponder while she's off on our 12 day holiday. I suspect she'll be ready for more by the time we get home.

In the meantime, I will try to rise to the challenge of keeping her suitably entertained here in the sunny southwest.

Vamanos

Mistress and Slave are anxious to head for the hills for the upcoming holiday. After Mistress's long voyage with the female side of the clan,  we have been able to "catch up" in terms of opportunities for worship and slave indulgence. But with the cute graduate (and her boyfriend) around, and a lot of work on our plates, it seems like it's been forever since we have had some non-harried "alone time".

So we head out very early tomorrow morning in the direction of our SW hideaway.  Between now and then,  there are a few too many work and family obligations to tend to for both of us.  But there is light at the end of the tunnel.

And while Mistress won't have any more cuckold time with her lover Jay before we head out of town, I will try to make up for it with my more modest, but devoted, sexual stylings.

Look forward to some scenic updates once we land in the sunny SW!

Mistress Shares the Fruits of Her Friday Afternoon Diversion

As anticipated, Mistress got the full alpha lover treatment Friday afternoon from her lover Jay.

She shared some of the details with my by phone when she came back on the radar screen at about 4 pm, and then later, at home, when I tended to her well exercised folds with my avid lips and tongue.

"We had some catching up to do, Slave..... so there was lunch at our favorite sushi spot, then we adjourned to his house."

"How was lunch, Mistress?"

"Good.... though we did run into this guy who works with my mother....."

That's the problem with River City. It's almost impossible to go to lunch or dinner without seeing someone you know. But Mistress and Jay know how to be discrete.

"I'm not worried though, Slave..... it would have just looked like a business lunch to him.... he won't rat us out to my mother....."

"So how was your afternoon after lunch, Mistress...."

"Hmmmmm..... pretty hot slave.  We must have made love for nearly 2 hours. I think he missed me!  He spent a lot if time between my legs.... I think he likes tasting me as much as you do!"

By now I was doing the tasting..... and I certainly could taste the damp, sweet residue of Mistress's busy Friday afternoon.

Sadly, it will be a couple more weeks before Mistress gets to hook-up again with her lover.  We are headed back to the SW hideaway on Wednesday morning, for another 10 days.

"I think he's a little miffed Slave.  His son's going away for two weeks and he wanted me to sleepover while he's gone..... but there should be some nights once we get back to town....."

We'll have to come up with an alibi for our daughter I suppose.  Reversing the typical scenario, it could be the cute graduate saying..... "How come she's not home yet? At least she could text and let us know where she is!"