On Thursday of Cougar Week Mistress decided it was time to rest... a little.
The plan was for her to sleep in a little later, then go to the gym for spinning, showing up at work by around 11 am or so.
"You can wake me at 7:15 for sex, Slave."
And so I did. But not before she checked to confirm I'd schmushed my balls and cock into the steel ring that forms the seat of my cock cage.
"It's definitely a cage day for you. We're driving separately... and you have one of those political events after work that I worry about."
So for our wake-up sex, Mistress had the bonus of the extra hard and persistent cock that comes as a fringe benefit of that steel ring.
Once she was sufficiently pleasured, I showered and was sliding into my work costume when she got a text ....
"It's David, Slave... and he''s already starting with those salacious messages."
I'm not sure how she responded, but soon the phone was ringing, and it became clear that Mistress was going to "double her pleasure."
Mistress explained that David was keen on some phone sex, once he learned she was not rushing off to work. So Slave gathered up his clothes and I excused myself downstairs for breakfast.
No more than about 15 muntues later, Mistress was downstairs with that dazed and pleased look on her face, kissing me goodbye.
"He's very efficient Slave....plus I had the Hitachi on hand."
She seemed particularly pleased that David was not willing to wait for a little shared sexual energy until their date on Sunday afternoon.
But despite bright prospects for David, Mistress has not completed her Cougar due diligence.
As I type, she's out on her third dinner date of the week, with Bachelor No. 3: K. She was a little skeptical about him last night. K seems a little too much a long range planner / plodder in their recent conversations than the type of more spontaneous fellow that would normally be appealing to her.
But their dinner is now into it's third hour. And when I texted earlier "how's it going?", She took a while but then responded "it's very good...."
So maybe we have another contender.
Indeed, when we talked earlier today, she pointed out that David seems to be the sort of "live for today" kind of guy that will make him more the one or two times a month entertainment.
"Fine by me, Slave.... but certainly leaving room for someone else in the mix, don't you think?"
An extra lover or two are certainly well within her contractual rights.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Cougar on the Prowl
Sorry to leave you hanging friends.... but there was no time yesterday for a full "read out" on Tuesday's dinner with David here at the UCTMW World HQ.
Here is the quick briefing, which Mistress might want to add to in the days to come:
David arrived at around 6:45 pm, a bottle of white in hand, showing excellent social skills.
He's about 5'11', in good shape, with the 4 day beard look. Casually dressed, and not at all uncomfortable in meeting Molly's "old enough to be your dad" husband.
Slave can tell within minutes of his arrival that Mistress is charmed.
Definitely a click.
In advance, Mistress had warned me that David was a little nervous. He was not only meeting a prospective lover, but also his older husband.
No doubt, he had calculated the odds of "What if he's a jealous pyscho" , and they probably were not de minimis in his mind.
So we had rehearsed a little dog and pony show in the event that the cehmistry between the two of them was clear, all to be accomplished before Slave had to focus on a 7:30 pm conference call and dinner prep.
We settled into the living room, Mistress and Slave sipping wine. David a beer.
I sat in a side chair. Mistress and David were side by side on the couch.
I could tell that things were going well as we talked through some common interests - the Grateful Dead , Skiing - when it became clear Mistress was sidling ever closer to him, hoping for a casual touch, with accompanying spark.
That's when I launched into my 5 minute synopsis.
Our marriage. Slave's brief betrayal. Our reconciliation, but on much stricter terms. The contract. Mistress's right to choose other lovers, female or male. Our discovery that the whole cuckold thing was very hot for both of us.
Amazingly, it all seemed quite natural to him.
At some point during all this, Mistress's hand had settled onto his leg, as she added some poignant details to the narrative.
Then it was time for me to do my call, and start dinner.
"Now Slave.... no rush..... do not serve dinner until at least 8:30....."
"Yes, Mistress...."
She was making it clear.... there would be some "getting to know you" time, and Slave was not going to abbreviate it with an early dinner bell.
As I futzed around the kitchen, just down a short hall from the living room, it was easily determinable that the two of them had adjourned upstairs after a brief but undoubtedly torrid engagement on the couch.
I made sure not to rush dinner.
But as 8:30 approached, Mistress announced a slight change of plans from the top of the stairs.
"Give us another 20 minutes or so, Slave...."
"No problem, Mistress...."
By the time they re-emerged, Mistress was out of the dress and black tights she had been in earlier, and down to a black, short nighty. No undies, of course.
It seemed that the "getting to know you" had gone well.
And just to be sure, they re-adjourned upstairs for another hour or so as Slave cleaned up after dinner.
David left at around 10 pm, Mistress insisting on a kiss at the doorway. He had no scruples about accommodating her as I sat there, having said goodbye from the couch. Indeed, he seemed to enjoy cupping her ass in his hand as he ravished her mouth.
Afterwords, Mistress allowed me to worship before bed time. But she deferred my own release until morning.
"I'm a little tired Slave....I hope you understand."
"Of course, I do..... I take it the 'interview' went well...."
From how damp her clean shaven folds were, I think I knew the answer.
But just to make sure her first impression was correct, Mistress has arranged for a follow up interview with David on Sunday afternoon, while Slave is at the Pussycats' next scheduled humiliation against the WC's Donkeys.
"I told the cute Co-Ed I'll bring up her winter coats, maybe take her to lunch.... then meet David at his house."
Nothing like a woman who won't take being an "NFL widow" sitting down.
Here is the quick briefing, which Mistress might want to add to in the days to come:
David arrived at around 6:45 pm, a bottle of white in hand, showing excellent social skills.
He's about 5'11', in good shape, with the 4 day beard look. Casually dressed, and not at all uncomfortable in meeting Molly's "old enough to be your dad" husband.
Slave can tell within minutes of his arrival that Mistress is charmed.
Definitely a click.
In advance, Mistress had warned me that David was a little nervous. He was not only meeting a prospective lover, but also his older husband.
No doubt, he had calculated the odds of "What if he's a jealous pyscho" , and they probably were not de minimis in his mind.
So we had rehearsed a little dog and pony show in the event that the cehmistry between the two of them was clear, all to be accomplished before Slave had to focus on a 7:30 pm conference call and dinner prep.
We settled into the living room, Mistress and Slave sipping wine. David a beer.
I sat in a side chair. Mistress and David were side by side on the couch.
I could tell that things were going well as we talked through some common interests - the Grateful Dead , Skiing - when it became clear Mistress was sidling ever closer to him, hoping for a casual touch, with accompanying spark.
That's when I launched into my 5 minute synopsis.
Our marriage. Slave's brief betrayal. Our reconciliation, but on much stricter terms. The contract. Mistress's right to choose other lovers, female or male. Our discovery that the whole cuckold thing was very hot for both of us.
Amazingly, it all seemed quite natural to him.
At some point during all this, Mistress's hand had settled onto his leg, as she added some poignant details to the narrative.
Then it was time for me to do my call, and start dinner.
"Now Slave.... no rush..... do not serve dinner until at least 8:30....."
"Yes, Mistress...."
She was making it clear.... there would be some "getting to know you" time, and Slave was not going to abbreviate it with an early dinner bell.
As I futzed around the kitchen, just down a short hall from the living room, it was easily determinable that the two of them had adjourned upstairs after a brief but undoubtedly torrid engagement on the couch.
I made sure not to rush dinner.
But as 8:30 approached, Mistress announced a slight change of plans from the top of the stairs.
"Give us another 20 minutes or so, Slave...."
"No problem, Mistress...."
By the time they re-emerged, Mistress was out of the dress and black tights she had been in earlier, and down to a black, short nighty. No undies, of course.
It seemed that the "getting to know you" had gone well.
And just to be sure, they re-adjourned upstairs for another hour or so as Slave cleaned up after dinner.
David left at around 10 pm, Mistress insisting on a kiss at the doorway. He had no scruples about accommodating her as I sat there, having said goodbye from the couch. Indeed, he seemed to enjoy cupping her ass in his hand as he ravished her mouth.
Afterwords, Mistress allowed me to worship before bed time. But she deferred my own release until morning.
"I'm a little tired Slave....I hope you understand."
"Of course, I do..... I take it the 'interview' went well...."
From how damp her clean shaven folds were, I think I knew the answer.
But just to make sure her first impression was correct, Mistress has arranged for a follow up interview with David on Sunday afternoon, while Slave is at the Pussycats' next scheduled humiliation against the WC's Donkeys.
"I told the cute Co-Ed I'll bring up her winter coats, maybe take her to lunch.... then meet David at his house."
Nothing like a woman who won't take being an "NFL widow" sitting down.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Our Western Correspondent Pinch Hits
Mistress was a little on edge today about our dinner tonight with Cougar Bait #2, David, with whom she's been flirting and having some hot phone sex with for the last few days."I'm a little nervous Slave.... he's gotten me going remotely, but what if we don't hit it off... maybe he's a geek... or maybe he'll think I'm too old?"
As she primped this morning, Slave had to consider that, at least in part, she was dressing with her new prospective lover in mind. And Slave gets a special kick out of Mistress in her tights, particularly necessary as the cold weather from the Super Storm settled over River City. So I had to snap the picture to the right to share with all of you.
Now we are home, while Mistress and David are sharing a little "getting to know you time" after the dinner I fixed up for the three of us. And since it could be a late night, and we have an early morning here, we've called on our notorious Western Correspondent to come out of semi-retirement and share some of his goings on on the Eastern slope of the Rockies.
Those of you who are anxious to see how Mistress is progressing through Cougar Week will have to come back Thursday morning for an update on tonight's adventure:
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Well
I spoke to my friends Mick and Molly today and They asked if I would writer a
blog post for tomorrow as they thought the might have a late night because
their new prospective cub/boytoy David is cumming for dinner.
I
told Molly about a lady I’ve gotten to know at my gym and she thought that UCTMW’s readers might be interested
She
is about 50 years old and she kindly took me to lunch one day
We
had worked out together a few times and she was very fun and funny
And
she kept staring at my package and ass the whole time
Of course I was
checking her out too!
One
day she was doing vertical leg presses in shorts with no underwear
Both
Tim our trainer and the WC got quite a view of her clean shaven folds and
puckered rear entrance
Timmy
says E!! you have to wear underwear
I
don't give a shit she said smiling at me
The
WC was very impressed and interested
I
asked Timmy what her deal was and he said she is married to some doctor but she
has been fucking around for years
She
has been a client of Tim's for years
And
she has been asking a lot of questions about you
All
of which led to our lunch
And
OMG
She
is defiantly a fellow kinkster
Turns
out she has been to the Scarlet Ranch too..... and not with her husband........
She
says "I don't know why he stays with me I haven't fucked him in
years"
See
Mick I used quotes!!!!!!!!
Anyway
she asked about my past and was very interested in my years in the mountains
and all the crazy shit that went on there
But
then she starts talking about 50 shades of grey
Really?
I said as my ears perked up
Do
you like getting your bottom spanked???????
She
arched her eyebrows and looked at
me and said ... as a matter of fact I do....
Really?
Oh
yes
What
else do you like? The inquiring WC asked
I
like to masturbate.....
Really????
Yes
I keep a pocket rocket in my car and a Hitachi under my bed
Really???
Yes
my daughter thinks her mom is a freak cause she is always finding sex toys
around the house
Really?????
Yes
I am always horny
Really?????
Is
your dick as big as it looks in your shorts??????
How
big does it look??????
Big
Well
I have a friend named Molly who thinks it is big
Who
is Molly??????
Well
that’s a long story..........
Oh
well I don't care about her anyway but do you want to have lunch again
Sure
When
she hugged me goodbye she grabbed my package
Yep
it’s good
We
have not had lunch again but maybe later this week
So
in summary
While not the
kinkstress that Suzanne, Molly and Donna are
She
is a kinkstress nonetheless!!!!!!!!
So
the WC has a quandary,
Be
a good boy or not????????
What
do the loyal UCTMW readers think?
The
always horny but on the fence,
WC
Cougar Week Kick-off
"Very nice guy, Slave."
"But is there a hotness factor?"
"I can work with it."
"You are very creative, Mistress."
I got home first, and Mistress made it home by around 9 pm. She stayed long enough to linger over some sake and get to know the guy she'd been texting with and talking to for several days. She had made a point of not rushing into this one. And I suspect Matt was impressed with Mistress in her black dress, boots and tights.
(I know I was impressed as she headed off to work yesterday morning. Slave has a fetish for those tights, and this was the first day of tights season, as temperatures crashed in River City.)
I got a brief update.
"He's very nice. Funny. Grounded. Pretty attractive, with the shaved head look."
"Was he comfortable with the age difference, Mistress?"
"No problem there. He said I look younger than a lot of women his age...."
"Did he try to kiss you Mistress?"
"He gave me a hug.... He's a gentleman though, and will not push it. He said he wants to see me later this week if we can, but with this schedule? ... not sure that's going to work."
Indeed, he asked Mistress to text him to assure she'd gotten home safely, which of course she did.
"So does he deserve a return engagement?"
"I think so, Slave....."
In the meantime, as Mistress was getting ready for bed, she was hearing from her other supplicants.
"K wants to talk, Slave.... it's late and I'm tired, but maybe I'll tell him for a little while."
She chatted with K as I tended to a few household tasks that Mistress noted needed handling.
He's the 42 year old, Engineer, divorced, who has an out of town girl friend. Mistress was impressed with his photo, and plans to meet him for drinks on Thursday.
"He's says he can't wait until Thursday Slave.... but he seems.... complicated. We'll see.
She slid into a black nightie, and then looked again at her I-phone.
"Hmmm..... David wants me to send him a 'hot' picture, Slave.... "
She took a seductive pose across the bed, and handed me her phone. I clciked a few poses, which she sorted through and texted off to David.
Soon her phone was ringing.... David.
They chatted a while, more about his job and plans for him to join us for dinner tonight than anything explicit. Mistress made it clear that her dutiful husband was there beside her as she chatted. David understands the whole arrangement.
This evening should be interesting.
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