Missed Opportunity

We've had a festive few days here in River City. No snow, but a night at a local jazz club with a holiday show was enough to stoke the Christmas mood. Without kids at home, we are too lazy to do the whole decorated tree thing....but a few lights on a large house plant and "fest".

We even snuck in a "double header" yesterday, with our afternoon foray featuring some robust and satisfying cock riding by Mistress.

The timing was just right.....it had been cold here the last few days. And the UCTMW World HQ is a tad drafty when temperatures get below 25 F.

"No cock riding if I have to shed the covers, slave...."

But after a busy day - me with the cute grand kids and Mistress with the dowager domme - the weather suddenly warmed up, giving Mistress a window of opportunity to take a ride on her slave's work-a-day cock. You have to take your opportunities when you get them!

Speaking of which, on Friday night there was one missed opportunity.

We met one of Mistress's old high school friends at a downtown cocktail lounge for a few beverages and some chit chat. Mistress was all decked out in her tights, which gave slave a good show as she say across from me on a cozy couch.  I even was asked to take a photo of the two of them, giving me cover for one of those "tights shots" I enjoy.

When our evening came to an end at around 10 pm, we headed a few blocks back to my office tower, where our car was parked.  We had talked about heading up to my office for one more "quickie with a view" from the 28th floor. But, alas, that's when the freezing rain started to fall.

"Maybe we better get home before the streets get scary, Mistress...."

What a shame though.  There are a few fantasies we have yet to fulfill from my perch and only a few more days left before I bail out for good.

Slim Pickins'

With an extended trip to our SW hideaway planned, slave had the “clever”  idea that it might be fun to help Mistress recruit a Southwestern side-dish on AM. All you have to do is change one’s zip code on your profile and, “wa-la”, instant access to a pool of sexy cowboys and rugged individualists itching to please an exotic, sexually adventurous  beauty such as Molly Collins.

Well…. that was the theory. Maybe all those guys have moved to some other web site that I’m not aware of. But so far the pool seems pretty fished out.

There is one guy from Santa Fe we’ve exchanged some emails with, along with an offer to meet for a drink one afternoon. But he’s gotten a little tedious already, with a little too much bragging about the size of his wine cellar and his forays to upscale restaurants.

“If we’re talking about size slave, I’m not sure it’s a wine cellar I’m interested in.”

Then there is his reaction to Mistress’s candid statement that her husband gives her permission and would be fully updated on any of their prospective interactions.

“I hope he doesn’t want to watch or listen in” was his response,

“that would be a little creepy….”  He clearly has never heard of the cuckold thing.

There is another persistent fellow who fancies himself as a latter day Ricardo Montalban, who’s picture features a bushy head of white hair and matching moustache. No doubt he drives a fancy car with “fine Corinthian leather”.  But at 64 he’s really not what Mistress is looking for…. After all she’s already got one aging consort. Who needs another? Unless he brings some other guy along for a threesome?

There have been several creepy looking guys who like to send photos showing off all their tattoos. 

“Yuck”, was Mistress’s only reaction.

Then there is this guy who at least makes it clear what he’s looking for:

We both know why we are here and there is no reason to play games. I'm a 100% heterosexual man who enjoys sex with a woman, concentrating on her erogenous zones and am looking for open minded and sensual women who desire to receive as well as give sensual pleasure. I like conversation and foreplay, but also like to cut to the chase and enjoy, as I am a busy and well educated small business owner who works in a physical profession. Not really kinky but you only live once so definitely open to some different experiences... tell me what really turns you on!

What turns me on the most is a confident, adventurous woman who does not play head games and is ready for not just friendship but also sexual intimacy at all times.

Now at least he can cut to the chase….my guess is he doesn’t have a wine cellar, but that “at all times” line makes you wonder if he’s  looking for the Uber version of a sexual partner.

Then there’s a guy from Colorado – purportedly single who’s profile name is “Likes to Sneak Around”.  He claims he is “ready to get crazy naked”, and notes that “I really love pleasing women, taking them to the brink and keeping them there until they can’t take it no more.”

While Mistress might appreciate Mr. Sneak Around’s aspirations, I think she’d be taken aback by his notion of good grammar.

The bottom line: it may be hard to find a suitable match for Mistress on line in a part of the country that is sparsely populated.  Not enough fish in the sea.  Compare that to the rather prolific adventures of Rebecca over at Lapsed Catholic Wife as summarized this week in her year end up date.  Becs, I’m wondering how you find the time to fit them all in?

So at this point Mistress is still shopping. Maybe  Slim Pickens will just fall out of the sky some day and surprise her with his moves.

Our Long Lost Western Correspondent Checks In

It’s been sometime since we’ve heard from our long lost Western Correspondent. We had assumed that he had either been lost in a haze of Ricky Mountain Highness or drowned in a vat of that high end lubricant he uses to keep his special occasion cock from rusting up on him.

In any event we came home from a movie last night to find this surprise dispatch nailed to our cyber wall.  We know Mike’s fans will be anxious to see it raw and unedited. (Mike’s keyboard lost the punctuation keys back in the Dubya era).

Well Mick and Molly leave the country for a few days

And

We get the orange haired 8th grader for president

At least the Russians and the Billionaires won

The rest of us not so much

I kind of was looking forward to Medicare And social security

Im sure glad those white working class have no need of such big government

Fucking morons

I've seen this movie twice before 

1980 and 2000

I know what is going to happen

Well on to the sex front

Congrats Mick on your retirement!

I can only imagine the hijinks U2 will be up to with the two of you home

Mick you better double your efforts to find stud cuckolders for Molly 

Molly you might have to send him on trips to get him out of the house and search for Cuckolders 

The local gym?

The elks club?

Pussycat's practice?

Maybe the Reds?

Or just a garden variety sports bar?

And of course there id always Ashley  Maddison

Just kidding

Love you two lunatics

Have fun 

Can't wait to hear all bout it

Your fateful western reporter

Mike- I’m not sure what “fate” awaits you, or us.  But don’t be a stranger. We can always get you back into the rotation!  But no expense acount this time. I’m still paying off the UCTMW corporate Amex card!

Afternoon Dalliance

Slave is still adjusting to the notion that I really don't have to show up at an office anymore. While I have a few boxes to sort through, I don't really need to show up at all these last few weeks of my tenure. Nonetheless, old habits are hard to break. So there I was yesterday morning at 9 am, behind my desk, and walking the halls like the Ghost of Christmas Past. Maybe I was projecting, but a few people eyed my like they were thinking "Is that old fart still here?"

So by around 2 pm, I figured "WTF, might as well just go home and bug Mistress". To my surprise (not), I found her beneath the covers in our bed at 3 pm or so, working on her computer. She seemed a little surprised that I had "discovered" her in bed so early in the afternoon, and some lame excuses.... not that she needed any.

"It's cold, slave.....and I was out of the house this morning....."

I had thought of doing some work around the house during the afternoon, getting my "man cave" ready for when I start working from home.  But seeing Mistress in our bed was all too tempting.
So I shed my pants and sweater and slipped under the covers with her. And I was in for a surprise.

"Check me out slave.... I have my special tights on....just for you....."

She does know how to press my buttons, doesn't she?

We read for a while, and Mistress requested a nap before I took advantage of those peek-a-boo tights.

But when Mistress woke at around 5 pm, slave had the chance to spread those legs and sample the musky juices betwixt her clean shaven folds.  And once she had a throbbing late afternoon cum, her work-a-day cock was at full attention.

"Hmmm..... you seem ready to go, slave....."

"I guess this retirement thing has it's advantages, Mistress....."

Fortunately, Mistress was very indulgent.