Cuckold Meme of the Day

Cuckold Meme of the Day

Clean Up Duty

Mistress and slave started our "Holy Saturday"  with some leisurely wake up sex, then were off on a hike along the rim of the Rio Grande gorge. We even ran into some rather horny wild life along the way, which got us snapping photos, while making sure not to get too close or provocative. Those guys are vegetarians, but they sure could knock you around a bit if they didn't think you were congenial.

Speaking of "horns", Mistress got an interesting questions from a correspondent back in River City.
He seems intrigued by this whole cuckold thing, and asked "What is the shortest approximate elapsed time between a lover finishing and Mick cleaning you up?"

We conferred and concluded that we've never done that in the presence of the sloppy lover who left behind his liquid calling card.

With Jay, who would sometimes spend the night, it would have happened after I fixed him some coffee and he sheepishly headed home.  (Jay could never figure out why anyone would let someone sleep with his wife, so always was a little embarrassed in the morning when I bid him adieu as Mistress languished in bed after a few good fuckings, maybe the night before and then a morning reprise. After Jay pulled down the driveway, I would head upstairs for my ministerial duties, soothing those well used clean shaven folds.

With some other lovers I can think of, I would do my job in the morning, after Mistress returned from a sleep over, or from a late evening of extra-marital frolic.

Or maybe I would get a taste of her lover at the end of the work day, when Mistress had an afternoon matinee in our marital bed.   So the answer is probably 45 minutes to an hour would have been the shortest interval.

Clearly, there is room for setting a "personal best" in the future.

High Desert Scenery.....

One thing that's nice about "sheltering in place" here at our SWH is we have plenty of elbow room.  There is a front porch with a view to the west -- big sky, blazing sunsets (and haunting moon sets), and sometimes the drama of distant thunder heads.

To the east there are snow capped mountains, visible from our back patio, where Mistress has been spending afternoons with her kindle, working on eliminating those tan lines. 

For her slave, the view can be distracting, as you can see in this photo.

I mean -- look at those peaks (with and without snow!)

If there is anything to be gained from this infernal time on world history, it may be that Mistress has her earliest tan ever!  That and the discovery of a previously unknown talent for baking cookies. As you can see from that strategically place violet container, she continuously moisturizes. 

Apparently my photos of her various curves and appendages these last few weeks have inspired at least one of our readers, who penned a private tribute to Mistress regarding a "leg shot" posted here earlier this week.  Hopefully he won't object to me posting it anonymously here:

There is a lot to like in that picture. Beyond the curve of your underthigh, grippable feet and ankles, and all the tanned skin that beckons to be licked, the turquoise accents pop as prominently as your nipple. You're sucking in the sun, warming your hot body against a high-desert backdrop. I'm imagining how easily, with just a flick of my index and middle fingers, ever so lightly pulling your knee toward the camera your leg would flop wide open, surrendering your inner thighs and crotch to my generous exploration. I'd pause, still at a distance, and continue to take-in more of this artfully lit composition, soaking it all in.

As Mistress responded, "I think Mick posts these sorts of pictures just to tease our readers.  Don't encourage him."

Well, consider me encouraged.