House Showing

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We've been laying low here in the cold, damp River City winter. After about 3 weeks at our SW hideaway for the holidays, work obligations forced us back here for fun times with polar vortexes and, now, endless gloom and rain. Yuck.

Which may explain why our old house here is on the market. Mistress and her slave are hoping to shift our base of operations out west in the year to come, and getting rid of an 120 yr. old home here is the first step.

But why would readers of our blog about male submission and cuckolding care about a home sale?

Let me explain.

We've been on a bit of a cold spell when it comes to finding Mistress a "side dish".  We gave up on OK Cupid a while ago, after a long spell of less then compelling suitors. Mistress did have lunch with her old stand by Jay last week, and it seems he is interested in resuming their "affair".  But Jay has a tendency to disappear on Mistress for no apparent reason, usually because he can't handle the notion of sharing her with her sub-hubby. Mistress is undecided on whether to reopen that door.

So fast forward to Sunday afternoon.  Mistress and slave were lolling in bed with the Times, after a brisk morning bike ride in sub-freezing temps and flurrying snow.

Our front bell rang. Slave still had his pants on, so I was the one who trundled down the stairs to open the door.

Outside, in accumulating snow was a tall,  slender fellow.  He introduced himself as a tenant in the large house next door, who saw our "for sale" sign, and wanted to arrange for a showing.  His name was Carlos and it turns out he teaches Spanish at the nearby University.

After consulting with Mistress, (who remained in bed), we arranged for Carlos to come by at 4 pm on Monday.  Mistress would show him the house.

When I arrived home from work on Monday afternoon, Mistress had some positive news..... and reviews.

"He seems very interested, slave.  Loved the house. Turns out he's recently divorced, and needs a larger place than his current apartment, so his teenaged daughters can sleep over from time to time....."

As Mistress went on it became apparent that the interest was mutual.

"He knows [a parent of one of our daughter's best friends], who teaches in the same department at the University.....I loved that accent....about my age, he's originally from the Basque region of Spain....."

"Did you tell him we've been there, Mistress?"

"Of course.  I also showed him where we hide the key in case he wants to come back and look again when we're out....."

Clearly, Mistress is the trusting type. At least for certain types of guys.

Ad she continued gushing.

"He's about my age..... what a shame we didn't meet him sooner.  He's definitely my type, slave.  About my age.  and kind of hot....."

"If only...."

"But I guess we can't do anything about it now, at least until we work out whether he wants to buy our house."

"I suppose so Mistress....I can give you his email, in case you want to arrange for a more intimate follow up  showing......"

"Hmmm...... I'm sure he'll want to come back for another look, slave....."

Apparently Mistress's bucket list includes a Latin Lover. Who knew?

Home for the Holidays

It's been some time since we posted here. A few of you have asked "what's up, Molly and mick?..... where are those frequent updates.... anything wrong in UCTMW world?"

Well, things are just fine.  While Mistress does not have an active "cuckolder" in her life, we've still got our almost every day sexual action going, keeping the home fires burning in a way that likely exceeds what happens in most marital beds for couples younger than us.

So why no cuckold action?  It's not that we've turned the page on that.  Mistress remains open to the notion of an extracurricular lover.  But she is selective, as she should be. Quite frankly, the on-line sources like OKCupid and Collarspace have turned into cold trails here. And it's hard to find someone willing to plunge into someone else's marriage in the fashion we prefer who has the physique, conversational skills and enough macho spark to peak Mistress's interest.

It's something we talk about from time to time.

Example: Mistress goes to a local Y to swim laps, now that the cold weather has come to the heartland.

"There are a few guys who swim who seem to flirt every now and then, slave....."

"Hmmm..... go for it Mistress......"

Then there was this from yesterday.....

"I talked to Jay today,  slave.... its been a while......"

"How did that go, Mistress?"

"He seems good.  He even asked if I would consider "hanging out" with him again sometime."

"Hanging out?  What does that mean?"

"I think it means having sex again, slave.'

"So what did you say?"

"I told him I was open to the idea if he wasn't going to get pissed off at me again.,,,"

"Did he really get pissed off?   Or just mysteriously go off the map?"

"I suppose that was it, slave.  He tends to disappear just when things are warming up again".

Our theory on Jay is that he likes spending time with Mistress, but then gets cranky about the idea of "sharing" with her husband, explaining why he has occasionally gone dark on her just when things seem to be going well.

Is this a common problems for practitioners of cuckolding or "open marriages"?

We've just started watching a new Netflix show titled "Wanderlust", a 6 episode mini-series starring Toni Collette, about a suburban English couple who stumble into an "open marriage" arrangement and realize it can provide a much needed spark to their own sexual relationship.  But, as with us, they also discover that not every sexual partner wants to know that his married affair-partner is doing it with her/his spouses knowledge and encouragement.

For most guys, maybe they see the whole thing as a "reverse-cuckold" that makes them squeamish.

In any event, it turns out we can be quite happy and sexually active without an active cuckolder involved.

We hope all of our readers are happy and active too!  Enjoy the holidays!

Mistress's Endurance Test (Pat II)

Mistress has been filling me in on the details of her Wednesday afternoon delight with Jimmy over the last few days, typically as we engage in our own less physically demanding coupling -- after all what's the point of a good cuckolding if it's not fuel for subsequent passion for the cuckold-or and her cuck?

Here are some highlights:

"How did things get going, Mistress?"

"Well we talked for a while downstairs, slave.... then we came up here (to our bedroom).  I guess we messed around for a while with our clothes on....."

"And how long did that last, Mistress?"

"Hmmmm...... I suppose it wasn't too long before our clothes were off....."

"Did he do the unwrapping, Mistress?"

"I suppose he helped me, slave....."

Bu now slave was unclothed himself, and Mistress had wriggled out of those lacy undies she had worn for Jimmy, allowing me to suckle those tender clean shaven folds.

"You really did it four times?"

"Yes. It was almost too much for me, slave.  I'm sore down there."

"What about the cock, Mistress....."

"I guess that's the problem slave.... it's big. Not overly long big like JJ's was. But thick. Very thick. I could barely fit it in my mouth....."

(Of course, that opened up another line of inquiry. Sort of like when Bret Kavanaugh told all those Senators how much he likes beer. Did Mistress enjoy Jimmy's cock as much?)

"So did you like sucking his cock, Mistress?"

"I did slave. And he seemed to like it too."

By now, Mistress was getting closer to another orgasm, with the help of her slave's tongue, but I was taking it easy, in light of all that use / abuse...."

"Did you ride that cock, Mistress?"

"I did.... but not right away. He's kind of a take charge guy in bed.  When I first offered to get on top he said ....'no. you're staying right there' and kept on fucking me from on top....."

You get the drift here....Mistress was thoroughly fucked by Jimmy for a a couple of hours on Wednesday afternoon, while her "poor" slave was off at work, cage locked in place over here work-a-day cock. And while I was not allowed an "all access pass" that evening, due to tender folds, Mistress has been very indulgent since then, including a twofer yesterday afternoon, before I got to watch my alma mater take on our rivals from the west coast last evening.

But I  came back to this question. "He really was able to do it four times?"  This was all the more amazing since Jimmy had expressed a little insecurity about his ability to perform in a message sent only a few hours before their rendezvous. Was that real? Or was he simply trying to reduce expectations so as to exceed them later?

"Yes. Four times. And not with a whole lot of rest in between. It was almost too much for my parts, slave...."

As someone approaching 68, I should be happy to be able to perform once a day, and sometimes twice. But I don't think I've ever been able to do it four times in two hours. So hats off to Jimmy. (Which raises a question I forgot to ask about that ever so thick cock.... cut or un?)

What does the future hold with Mistress and Jimmy? It's not clear whether Mistress will indulge a re-match. Though his subsequent texting suggests he's interested.

"The jury's still out on that slave.  He's so much younger. I'm really not used to being the "grown up in the room".

Stay tuned.....

Mistress's Endurance Test (Part I)

Yesterday Mistress had her first encounter with her new (and very much younger) lover, Jimmy. Slave was sent to work in his cage, something that had been gathering dust in my dresser these last few weeks.

""It's about time, slave", was all Mistress said as she snapped the lock closed and pocketed the little key to her "work-a-day" cock's freedom.

Jimmy was scheduled to arrive at around 11:30 am. Not long before that I saw my text app light up.

"I'm nervous".

Not surprising. First intimate encounter with a new lover. And Mistress had shared some degree of insecurity about how Jimmy, who just turned 41,  might react to her mid-50's bod. Of course, slave had reasured her.

"You're hot, Mistress.  He would not have pursued you back when you first met, and now, if he didn't think so too."

"He's only seen me with my clothes on, slave....."

"Without clothes, he'll find you even hotter."

"I hope so. slave...."

Yes. She was a little nervous.  But I suspect Jimmy was too.

After that, there was radio silence. Slave's cock twitched a tad inside his cage as I speculated about what might be underway back in our bed. As the clock ticked past 1 pm, I had to speculate that things were going well. By 2 pm, I was getting a little worried. And then Mistress rang me at my desk.

"Hi slave...."

"So how did it go?" (no small talk on my end.... I was VERY curious......)

"It was good slave...... we did it four times.  I'm tired and a little sore....."

"Four times?  Really?"

"Yep. Four times.....I'll give you a full report when you get home. In fact he wanted to know if I would tell you all the details."

"What did you say, Mistress?"

"Of course.  He thought that was very hot."

When I got home, Mistress was reclining in bed, wearing nothing more than some skimpy yellow lacy undies and a clingy black top, thumbing off a text message on her I-phone.   To Jimmy, of course.

"I'm tired, slave.....  he says he's tired too.  And  that he couldn't get enough of me....."

Slave was quickly out of my work attire, and joined Mistress in bed. And once I settled my balding head between Mistress's legs to tend to tender clean shaven folds, Mistress began filling me in some of the steamier details.  But since slave was cut off yesterday ("My parts need a rest, slave"), I am going to head back upstairs now to join Mistress in bed.

I'm sure you understand.

More details in the next few days.