Happy Birthday Mistress!

Mistress celebrates her birthday today (our anniversary too)!

But before we get to her birthday celebration, let's reflect on the last 24 hours here at the UCTMW World HQ.

Slave did get a chance to break my sad 48 hour sexual drought yesterday morning.

Ahhhhhhh!

And late yesterday afternoon, Mistress made one of her rare (these days) appearances at my office for a little worship.  It's always nice to have her spread those firm and athletic thighs for me as I kneel and get on task.

Yum.

After that we headed to a reception for a local public administrator who is moving onto a new job on the left coast. We had a chance to say hello to some folks we have both worked with over the years, and of course there were some new folks who have taken the reigns of power in recent months.

One is a public official Mistress had said was ogling her a a recent civic dinner.

"He's doing it again, Slave", Mistress whispered to me as we noshed on some munchies laid out by a local caterer.

"Him again?"

"Yes, he's kind of creepy."

"But at least he has good taste, Mistress. I recall you called me creepy too before we got to know each other better."

Of course that was about 27 years ago, as we were reminded later in the lobby of my office building.  As we headed home the guy at the security desk said hello, and, ironically, asked "how long have you two been together?"

Mistress responded that we've been married 22 years. Together for 27. He seemed impressed. And my only comment is that it's gone by way too fast.

So how will we celebrate Mistress's birthday?

We have a dinner planned with Jay, Mistress's lover, which could be a little strange with our recent grad hanging around the house.

"He's coming over around 6 for a glass if wine, slave.... then I figured we would walk to the restaurant for dinner..... but how do we explain that to [our daughter]?"

We agreed to just say that we planned dinner with him, a friend, and it's really not an official "birthday party".

Hopefully, daughter will have some other plans with friends tonight, allowing Mistress and Jay to celebrate her big day in a more "intimate" way before the night is through!

As for me, well wouldn't it be nice to give Mistress some birthday spanks on Sunday -- our switch day?  Hopefully our daughter won't be hanging around all day.  Mistress's  cute  bottom certainly is tempting, isn't it?

Tired Sex Goddess

Mistress seemed pretty tuckered out after her sleep-over with Jay.

I had talked to her briefly at around 7:30 pm.  The two of them had stopped by a local grocery store for some provisions, and Mistress waited in the car and called me while Jay was in the store.

Then there was a little "good night, slave" text message at around 10:30 pm, which was apparently placed after round 1.  I also got a nice little "good morning, slave" at around 7:30 am, presumably before round X.

But it wasn't until around 10 am, as I was sitting at my desk at work that I heard from her via phone.

"Have you escaped the love nest, Mistress?"

"Funny slave..... but I am tired.  Lots of sex, and not much sleep."

Later in the afternoon, I checked in again. It was clear Mistress was fading fast. But she did give me a brief up date on her night away.

"It was pretty epic, Slave....Jay has been texting me and calling me a "sex goddess". But now I need a nap."

We had made plans to meet some friends for dinner at our swim club, so I did not get the chance I enjoy of tasting the remnants of her time away with Jay. Her post nap laps washed away all of that aromatic detritus. But of course there was a chance to gently salve her well used folds when we finally settled into bed last night, and as I salved, she shared a few more details.

"We went at it for about three hours last night, slave.... I think Jay likes to use his tongue on me almost as much as you do.... then there was plenty of cock riding, and him fucking me against the side of the bed....."


"Then again, for another two hours in the morning....all very athletic."

"No wonder you were tired Mistress..... I'm sure Jay missed you after all that time away."

"He did.... he'd like me to spend the night this weekend, but I can't figure out how to do that....."

Of course, Slave has no standing on that subject, but it's a little hard to alibi a Saturday night away with our daughter home.....

We will be having a three way dinner to celebrate Mistress's birthday on Friday night.  Let's hope our daughter goes out with some friends, so at least they can have a few special moments together for some birthday romance.

As for me, Slave's now gone nearly 48 hours without his own sexual relief. With a little luck,  Mistress's energy will be restored and she'll be  ready to indulge me this morning.

Date Night for Mistress

Mistress and Slave made it back to River City late Sunday evening, barely.  The flights back to town worked relatively well - our arrival was only an hour later than "scheduled" , which is not all that bad when you live in a town reliant on those tiny wind-up planes that American or Delta now allows to fly here.

The scary part was the taxi driver who spoke a language that I could not determine, and seemed to be more familiar with the streets of Kabul than River City. Luckily, he did seem to understand "right" and "left" (if accompanied by a hand gesture), and we finally were able to navigate him to the foot of our driveway.

At home we discovered that our cute graduate was already asleep (with her boyfriend) explaining why she wasn't "available" to pick her parents up on their triumphant return to town. At least she hadn't changed the locks and gotten a restraining order!

By early Monday morning we were already back to the grind. Mistress had one of those ridiculously early Monday morning meetings, that macho guys schedule simply to prove they can actually get their employees and consultants to get up ridiculously early on a Monday morning. Which meant there was no wake-up sex here at the UCTMW World HQ.  I guess long streaks were meant to be broken so you can start a new one.

After her meeting, Mistress did stop at her favorite nail salon, primping for her re-union with her lover Jay tonight. The color is something new for her. What do you think?

When I see Mistress with a new "nail job", I feel a little inadequate. Some submissive guys have developed the skills to serve their Mistresses in this way, like Terri over at "A Married Sissy" and Tammy did when "All Mine" was one of our favorite reads. This pampered house salve is a little lacking in the fine motor skills area, so has never been trained to perform this personal service for Mistress. Is there a training regime or program out there that anyone can recommend?

But getting back to Mistress and her plans tonight - I know she would like me to wear the cage today, but I may get a dispensation if the weather is good enough to ride my bike to work today. I could use the exercise, plus there is some over-hyped baseball game in town tonight that has our downtown all tied up in traffic knots. Zooming in an out of traffic on my bike would be a nice option.

The silly part is that Mistress had to manufacture an alibi to explain her absence to our lovely daughter who does not have a "need to know" about her sainted Mother's extracurricular activities.  While we have been trained to look the other way when her boyfriend sleeps in the bed just down the hall from us, it's another thing to say "Mommy has a date with her lover tonight, and might not be home until morning."

Instead it's "Mommy has a business meeting out of town, and won't come back until tomorrow."


Hopefully she won't be here if Mommy comes home in the morning wearing the same outfit that she left the house in today.



As for me, I'd better get back upstairs to make sure I get my own shot at some action with Mistress while I have the chance.

Negligent Slave

We are most reluctantly heading back to River City today, after one last bike ride around our idyllic neighborhood. Fortunately, the weather cooperated these last two days.  Friday we took a long hike down a rocky trail into the Rio Grande gorge, and picniced on the banks of the swollen, rushing river.

Saturday turned out to be gloriously sunny most of the day, giving Mistress a few more hours to enjoy here au natural privileges on our patio. You can bet she took full advantage. But after reading one of Terri's entry's this week over at "A Married Sissy", I realized I had fallen down on the job while tending to my field slave duties.  Terri and his wife Diane were also on vacation last week, and when Diane realized Terri had been ogling a woman enjoying the sun by the pool along with them, she required Terri to display his fealty in a very public way by running seemingly unnecessary errands and meticulously applying sun screen while the other woman watched. It seemed that Diana had clued this other woman into Terri's status as her sissy / slave.

My failure was not offering to apply sunscreen early and often to Mistress, to potentially embarrassing consequences, which I learned about yesterday afternoon.

"My folds are peeling, Slave."

"Oh no, Mistress, is it painful?"

"No. But a little messy. I bet Jay will notice. "

That's right. Mistress is planning a sleep-0ver with her lover Jay this week, once we return.

At least she has something to look forward to back in rainy, crowded and way too busy River City.