Cuckold Meme of the Day: When the Cuck Is Making Dinner

 Back in River City, we would often entertain Mistress's lovers.  Occasionally we might interview a new "prospect", someone we might have found on one of the matchmaking sites. We'd all be sitting in our living room, the middle floor of our home there. Mistress and her potential "date" would sit on the couch together.

If things seemed to be going well, I would typically make myself scarce, head downstairs to our lower level kitchen and make us some dinner or snacks.  Dawdling was in the game plan. 

During these moments I'd imagine what might be happening upstairs.

Was Mistress smitten?  

Flirting?

Would the guy get all dominant and make a move?

How would Mistress respond?

It was a buzz, particularly if Mistress made sure that her work-a-day cock was under her lock and key.

Typically, not much happened on these initial get togethers. More often than not, the candidate fell short of  Mistress's discerning standards.

But a Cuck could only hope.

Cuckold Meme of the Day: When the Cuck is Put in His Place.

 Over at the "Big Bi-Bull" (see our blog roll) you can read about a cuck who is "disciplined" when the Bull has a sleep-over and takes care to discipline a cuck who "misbehaved" on a couple's vacation.  Looking forward to a full report on how that unfolded.

Can't say that sort of thing ever happened when Mistress was exploiting her "hall pass". Most of her lovers were a bit younger than her and substantially younger than me. I suspect they were a tad intimidated by my more mature and accomplished status and showed far more deference than I deserved.  It certainly would have been interesting, and not a tad hot, to be confronted by a Bull determined to show me my place in the threeway pecking order. 

Cuckold Meme of the Day: A WIfe and Her Cuck Walk into a Bar. . .

 The other night, Mistress and her slave dropped by at a local restaurant with a lovely U-shaped patio bar. We sat down  at the bar, ordering drinks and snacks and enjoying the early summer weather at sunset. Mistress was looking her best, dark hair flowing, a colorful above the knee dress showing off her firm, tanned, bare legs, accented by some stylish black cowboy boots. 

Then I noticed a solo guy across the bar. Probably late 40's, early 50's.  Handsome in an aging hippie sort of way, with a well trimmed beard. He had a small plate and a beverage in front of him. After a while it became apparent that he was eyeing Mistress with a certain sort of interest.  Mind fucking?  or just curious?  Hard to tell.

I quietly mentioned to Mistress that the guy across the bar was giving her the once over. She just giggled, said I was "imagining it."  Sadly, nothing happened.  My guess was that  the guy found Mistress intriguing, but "spoken for", and  was not so forward as to wander over to us and chat Mistress up. 

He probably didn't recognize us for what we actually were: a hotwife and her submissive hubbie. 

So what do our readers suggest as the best way to handle this sort of circumstance? Should I have offerred to walk home and leave Mistress alone at the bar to see what might happen? Should I have tried to draw the guy in for a three way conversation?  

CUckold Meme of the Day: The Cuck's Role.

 That was the only sort of "threesome" held in our household.