London Night Life

Mistress is out in London with an oooold girlfriend. She was a bridesmaid at our wedding 15 years ago! Mistress had a training course all day and then hooked up with Her buddy in the City. They’ve been on the booze since 6pm.

So I had to feed the girls and put them to bed – goodness the stress! But we had a good evening. So now they’re asleep and its just me up. Reading porn…(She Wanted a Younger Man).

I texted Mistress to say I’m missing Her. She replied 20 minutes later to ask me to check train times – for an hour and an hour thirty from now – so She won’t be home until about 1:00 am.

I wonder if they’ve hit on any men tonight. I doubt it. I wonder if She’s told Her buddy about Dave. Maybe.

Plan B

Right now Mistress is working in the Kitchen, listening to the band ‘Plan B’.

She got the CD from Dave. She’d never heard of them before She met him. Now we listen to it quite a bit of the time.

Is She thinking of him as She listens to it? Did She choose to listen to it to remind Her of him? If the answer to either of these questions is ‘yes’, then does it matter to me? Should it matter to me?

What do you think? Please take today's poll.

Choosing when to serve

Last night we had visitors round – one of Mistress’ girlfriends. The two were enjoying a glass of wine and a gossip before dinner, when Mistress asked me to cook the dinner so that She could sit and chat.

Mistress is an excellent cook, and I am a crap one, so I didn’t want to do this, so I said to Her that I would do this but the food would get spoiled, so if She didn’t want to cook, then could I instead go out and pick up a ready meal.

She said no, and She cooked the meal.

She was not happy. She said that today I am to be punished with 40 (40!) strokes of the cane. ‘You don’t choose when to serve me! You do as I say!’ She said.

As soon as we woke up this morning I did apologise to Mistress, but She was still cross, and is looking forward to caning me tonight. She would not even let me eat Her arse or Her pussy this morning – She said I don’t deserve to touch Her at all until I’ve been properly punished.

When I apologised I asked Her to please teach me how to cook the stir fry (her favourite dinner) so that I could cook it for Her in future. She told me not to tell Her how I should serve Her, but to simply do as I was told, all the time.

She is of course quite right.

I do hope this marks a turning point in our relationship where from now on She will not hesitate to tell me what to do whenever it makes Her life better, whether She knows I want to do it or not.

Private Affair

Last night Mistress finished work at 3pm. She picked the kids up at 5.30 and was home by 6. She called me at 4:30 from the shops She was in.

This morning I explained to Her that if Dave was around, and She had not called me, I would have climbed up the wall wondering if She was with him.

She got very cross and started arguing with me – even though I had approached Her in a friendly and amiable manner to discuss it.

She said that if She was going to see him, kiss him and have him play with Her pussy, then what business of mine was it to know when She was doing that and when She was not?

I replied that when we got into this it was not a private affair – we shared it and it was for both of us.

She responded that things have changed now, and that I should get used to the new way.

I asked why (still very friendly on my part) why She wanted to go private with it, and She replied that it was because that was what She wanted to do, and it was the most dominant thing She could do to me, and that’s what She wanted to do.

She said that in fact She has never met him without telling me in advance, and would never do so.

She parted and we went to work.

I called her on the way in to work, and said that I was not happy that we had had an honest conversation – She obviously wants to go private so why isn’t She doing so? Why is She always so happy to compromise anything to be able to carry on seeing Her man? Why is She not simply honest about what She wants?

I asked why She did not say: I want to have a private relationship with Dave in which there is no obligation, intention or expectation that I will share anything with you except what I choose. And I expect you, as my submissive, to accept and support that relationship 100%’.

I asked why She never starts discussions about what She wants – we only talk after I discuss my issues with Her – but She never shows any initiative.

I don’t’ get it.

We have agreed to discuss it more later.

His stockings arrive

Mistress mentioned, as we sat downstairs yesterday, that the stockings had arrived that day. She usually orders things for delivery to Her work address, because there is always someone there to receive it – so I guess the tights went there.

She didn’t show them to me as She brought them in. She just put them in Her sock drawer. She must have looked at them first, and thought how nice it would be to experience the soft, silky feel of the material, and the breezy, open freshness of Her naked pussy as She dressed and offered Herself to Dave. I’m sure Her thoughts were not on me at all.

Months ago, when this thing started, we’ve have chosen the tights together and She’d have shown them to me when they arrived. We'd have shared the excitement. But not any more. She's chosen to do it differently.

Crotchless tights (For him)

Last night Mistress gave me 30 punishment strokes of the cane:-

10 for getting cross with Her when She said something I did not like.
5 in exchange for touching my cock
10 for giving me a blow job
5 for not getting up to bed in time to be caned earlier in the week.

She caned hard and slow. Deliberate strokes. I can still feel them now.

She has been very aggressive since Dave has been away. I can only speculate it is because She is missing him and does not want me to forget my place while he is away.

While She fucked me in bed after the punishment, She told me She had ordered some crotchless tights. She explained, as winter approaches She will need to wear tights. And when She’s meeting Dave, She wants him to be able to feely access Her pussy – hence the need for crotchless tights.

She said that I will be able to see when She puts them on the morning, and so will know that She is planning in giving him access that day.

I asked if She was determined to continue seeing him then, and She replied She most certainly was – She was looking forward to it, and cannot wit for him to touch Her cunt again.

She has already identified the dress She is going to wear for their date on his first day back at work. A tight maxi dress that hugs Her arse and show the mound of Her pussy. With no knickers, so that he can clearly see what is under there.

Peace...

Well, Dave is gone for 3 weeks holiday.

Mistress now leaves Her blackberry in the house when She goes out – She misses it greatly! I love seeing it here when She is out.

We are enjoying our time together, although She admits She thinks of him every day and is looking forward to his return.

I will have a very pleasant 3 weeks. I’ll keep you posted on how life progresses.

After all that, more kissing in the lift!

After all the pain of our test exchange on Friday, when Dave left on his holiday at 3pm, Mistress got in the lift with him on the way down so that they could have a kiss and a grope!

Later that night She and I went on a pub crawl with some friends and had a great night out – though I was embarrassed holding Her hand and being close to Her because I felt like a spare wheel.

It was not until Saturday lunch time that She told me She’d been in the lift with Dave. She seemed to think nothing of it that She’d done this even after our test exchange.

As She said, if he’d asked Her out that Friday, She’d have gone with him rather than on the pub crawl with me anyway!

She’s crazy. That’s why I love Her!

Final round..

Mistress - :

Sorry, been in meeting and dealing with shit here, haven't even had lunch. Xx

Me - :

Hard luck. Xx

Mistress - :

Just read your txts. It is not the latter. I am having a tough day working and you should be doing the same. Stop spending your time assuming things things that are wrong and a waste of valuable time and work instead. Can't this wait until I get home, surely??? Focus and perspective pls ! Xx

Me - :

Of course it can and will wait. I was just concerned at the silence. Xx

Mistress - :

Silence in many cases especially at work usually means busy!! xx

Me - :

Yes. Or in Your case a date... xx

Mistress - :

Yes, much less though. Stop fretting, pls pls pls.... I am really really worried about you! Xx

Me - :

I’m not fretting now I've heard from You. I am not worried about me. You don't need to worry about me now, until the day Dave gets back! Xx (from his three weeks holiday that has just started).

Mistress - :

I shouldn't have to worry about you as much as it is, especially your mental health. & I mean that in the real sense of the words mental health! xx

Me - :

I agree. The shift from being everything to you to where we are now is not trivial- I am surprised You are doing it and I am handling it so well.

Mistress - :

Then let's not do it then! That will get rid of the surprise and we can move on with our lives xx Correction, you are not handling it well & that's fine, why should you be expected to - it is selfish of me and even ask! I appear to be destroying you and that's the last thing I want to do in the world. You are too important for me and love you too much to watch you disintegrate in front of my very eyes! Xx

And that where things rest now…

More Talk

Mistress to me – just as She received my missive below:

Funny, I was in the middle of typing this txt to you before yours came in so I'll send it before reading yours to me I love you and only you. I love you as my submissive husband and only you have that role and place. You have the prime no. one spot on my life. Xx

Mistress to me – 10:45am - after She read my long one...:

Did I not make you polish my shoes as I went on a date? Is that dominating or not? Did I not make you wank yourself? Sometimes, I just want to do nothing and lie in your arms and sleep..... I enjoy that too. I also txt you and talk to you too just like I do him and I enjoy that. Do I have to be doing a dominating act for you and I to enjoy and love each other? Same way, he and I don’t have to be having bbm sex or real sex to be friends. You and I can sometimes be friends and enjoy that too. I do and sometimes, that's enough for me! Xx

Me - :

Yes. I'm not criticising You, and I'm not asking You to change or Dom more. All I'm doing is asking for Your understanding & help. Xx

Mistress - :

Ok, I do understand sweetheart and I will help you. In the meantime, pls don't worry about what it and spend your time pls working and making something of your business, that's what us important during the working day. I love you dearly xx

Me –

Good. Xx

Me – 11:36:

I guess the biggest thing for me all my life with You is that You have always loved, needed and wanted me, and only me. And You have always made that so apparent to me. This has always made me feel so lucky and privileged, and I have always felt so confident of Your exclusive love for me. Now You want and are having a real relationship with someone else - not only me. That turns some 15 year old fundamentals on their head. X

Me – 12:11:

Right now, for example, I don't know whether You've not replied to my text because (1) You are in a meeting, (2) don't have anything to say, or (3) have gone out for coffee with Dave, and despite my problems, are just getting on with Your relationship with him. Of course I assume it is the latter (3). Xx

That’s where things rest right now, 12:45.

What am I saying?

An open letter to Mistress

I’m not complaining that You want, and are obviously enjoying pursuing, a private relationship with Dave.

I want to live as your complete submissive, and if that’s what You want to do with Dave, then I regard my role to be here for You when You get back or need me, and to love and support You unconditionally.

End of story.

But I am finding a few things along that journey a little tricky to deal with, and I want Your help with them. I want to discuss them with You, because whenever I discuss things with You, You always help us find the best route forward.

This is a long way from where we started – where You had the cuckold relationship “for us” and we shared most or all of Your relationship.

Now we don’t share it. It’s for You, and I only get whatever crumbs You choose to let fall from Your table, if any.

I can understand that You want to flirt with him, have dates and do stuff, and You don’t want me looking over Your shoulder and nosing in. You want the freedom and discretion to do whatever You want to do – and I accept that that is entirely reasonable.

And that’s all OK when You and I are having sex and/or you are dominating me every day or two – because I feel that I am emotionally important to You – in a sexual or submissive way. But when You and I don’t have sex, or You don’t dom me for days, and yet during that time You do pursue and enjoy Your relationship with Dave (as has happened over this past week) then I feel left out. I see You relating with excitement to him, and not relating to me in any significant way at all. So I question where I fit in.

In my cuckold fantasy, when You had another boyfriend, it made You more dominating and humiliating towards me – so that as You enjoyed the boyfriend more, You also enjoyed humiliating and dominating me more – and so I felt more the valued submissive.

In my fantasies, You told me how great the sex (and the relationship) was with Your alpha male:

“He bought me dinner and gave me a bunch of flowers, isn’t he great!”

“He wants me with him and I want to be with him so I’m going. While I am away I want you to do the laundry.”

“We had great sex for hours – we did everything. He fucked me silly and it was wonderful. Now I just need to sleep.”

And if You didn’t want to fuck me You told me, or You made me wank myself off, or You caned and humiliated me instead of fucking me, and so in my fantasy I fitted in very clearly as Your submissive.

But the reality is not like that.

I’m not saying the reality should be like that – that’s not for me to say. We would both prefer for You to say what the reality will be like.

Right now You are saying what the reality is with Your actions – You are saying that You are pursuing a relationship with him, and I should sit quietly & submissively on the edge and simply do as You wish, which quite often is nothing.

I can live with that. But its very hard accepting that I am emotionally important to You when I am in that role.

I don’t want, and I am not asking, You to change Your actions and behaviour in any way. On the contrary, I want You to selfishly pursue exactly whatever it is You want.

What I am asking is that You help me to accept my submissive role.

I love You and am here for You.

Kisses

God, its so embarrassing. She’s just walked in with this kids and given me a big smile and nice, warm, soft kiss. Lovely.

But has She been in the lift kissing him earlier today? I don’t know. Maybe. Does it matter? Why do I feel so embarrassed about it?

“That’s it, really…”

Mistress has just called from Her car on the way out the office to go and pick up the kids. Our conversation was fairly brief. She’s got a lot of work to do so has carried some work home – She might do that this evening or early tomorrow morning, She’s on Her way to get the kids. “That’s it, really”, She concluded Her update. “OK”, I said, and our conversation ended.

A few days ago this conversation would not have possible without talking about Dave – She’d have told me what they’d cracked about through the day, and what their next plan was – possible date or fuck session. But not today. Today there was that pregnant silence at the end of the conversation. Needless to say I didn’t ask, and won’t ask, any questions.

Dave sent Her crack this morning, so I know they’ve been in touch.

When She told me of Her decision to go private with their relationship She specifically said that She wanted us to be able to live and talk without him always coming into it, or his name always coming up. He was ‘too dominant’ in our lives, She felt. She wants us to live and enjoy in our own right, and not have him as the be all and end all of everything.

So this is Her attempt at achieving that.

It might work for Her. But the absence of news about him is just as significant if not more so than the presence of news about him.

Tomorrow is his last day at work before he goes off on holiday for a few weeks, so it’ll be interesting to see how those few weeks go – there won’t be any pregnant silence because the two of them won’t be in touch. She’ll start to leave Her crackberry at home.

Humiliating chat

Today Dave is going for a corporate entertaining day at the cricket with clients.

When I came down to make the tea this morning there was a message from him on Her crack, so I took that up with Her tea and as we sat in bed She read and replied to it – quite a long reply – She was typing for a while.

I went to school with Her to drop the kids, and on the way back we commented what a lovely day it is – great weather to be watching the cricket it. She agreed, and said that Dave had said, when he texted earlier, that he could do without watching the cricket – he’s too busy with lots on. She didn’t tell me what She had gone on to reply – I can only guess.

I found it so humiliating – that She has a whole other life with this man with whom She discusses his daily affairs and swallows his sperm, that I don’t ‘know’ about – other than what She tells me, and that I’m not part of – other than to the extent She chooses to share it with me.

I wanted to discuss it with Her while we had a cup of tea, but I was too humiliated to bring it up, so after She left for the office I exchanged the attached text messages with Her.

Where are You?

Mistress left to drop the kids at 8:20 this morning. She starts work at 10am, and it’s a 20 minute journey each way, so She had an hour to kill.

It’s ten minutes to ten now, so where is She? What has She been doing this past 45 minutes?

I’m not allowed to ask. Last Friday evening when She was late in the office I asked if Her boyfriend was there with Her, and She caned me severely for it. I am not to ask what She is doing, ever. She will let me know if I need to know, or She wants to let me know.

So that’s that. After those canes, I didn’t ask this morning.

I wonder if She’s thinking about it, and Her pussy is tingling? I think it must be – because She’s never done this before – gone off an un-accounted hour.

Wanked

Last night in bed Mistress wanked my cock – it was great. She told me She was not sucking it, that I did not deserve the attention She gave Her boyfriend. I should cum all over myself. She stopped wanking me. “Say it!” She said, “Say I do not deserve the attention You gave Your boyfriend today”.

“I do not deserve the attention You gave Your boyfriend” I said, as a huge orgasm let rip and I came all over myself.

Watching the clock

He was supposed to leave their date at 4pm to go back to work for another diary appointment.

It’s 4:12 now, and not a word from Her….

Oops – She’s just called – She’s in Her car. They had a great time – long chat and ended up in the hotel lift. She took his cock out and her played with Her pussy, and when he said he was cumming, She dropped to Her knees and swallowed it! With the lift stopped on the 3rd floor! Lucky no one opened the door! So now they’ve parted and he’s gone off happy – mission accomplished.

Unfortunately She’s got to go and pick up the kids so I don’t get to kiss the taste out of Her mouth. But we’ve always said this is about Her and what She wants, not about me.

Sex

We seem to have had a weekend full of sex. Friday, Saturday and Sunday! But still not enough! Never enough!

Mistress has just left for an afternoon date with Dave. They are meeting at a hotel (his choice) although he’s not told Her he’s booked a room. They only have 2:40 to 4pm booked out in the diary, so not long.

It is ‘that’ time of month for Mistress, so it’s going to be tricky if he has booked a room! I glanced at Her Crack over Her shoulder over the weekend and they were crackign about him fucking Her in the arse, so that might be an option – I suggested She take some KY jelly with Her but She didn’t want to look ‘that prepared’. She had said yesterday that She was determined to suck His cock, and he was determined to show it to Her – watch this space! I’ll keep you posted.


She had me polish these shoes for Her to wear. Nothing too loud. She was looking good (as usual) when She left…

They’ve been together for nearly ¾ of an hour now – I wonder what they are up to!

My crime

This morning Mistress turned in the bed, laid Her foot over me and put Her arm around my chest. We sleep naked.

My cock was semi hard and I played with it. She told me to stop and I did.

Her hand was 5 inches from my cock, but She didn’t touch it.

I thought if that were Dave’s cock, She’d go right for it.

I took Her hand and put it on my cock.

She wanked me. As She did, She said “You are not supposed to just put My hand on your cock. You should ask Me if you would like Me to play with your cock. Put yourself down for a punishment for that, and in future, ask.”

So I have recorded it in my punishment book: Today’s 17.9.10. Put Mistress’ hand on my cock and did not ask Her if She would like to play with my cock.”

This evening when we go to bed I will have to report to Her that She told me She would punish me for putting Her hand on my cock, and ask Her if She would like me to present myself for punishment.

She will almost certainly say yes, no matter that the hour, and I will strap on the leg and arm cuffs that She will use to hook my limbs to the 4 posts of the bed before She canes me hard for my transgression.

My arse still has scabs on it from the last time. I suspect She will draw blood tonight.

But this is exactly what I crave. Simplicity. I now know, without any doubt whatsoever, that I should not take the liberty of putting Her hand on my cock. I wish all life were so simple.

"I can't win"

2 minutes go Mistress sent me a text. ‘Kiss kiss’, it said.

When She used to share her Crackberry with me, if She’d not contacted me all day, I’d have checked the time of Her (constant) messages to Dave, and I’d have commented to Her that She spent the whole day talking to him.

If, back in those days, She’s sent me a text like this, then when I looked at Her crack I’d check to see if She’d been messaging Dave at the time, and whether that was what had made Her decide to text me.

I was honest with Her about this (that is one of my major faults – what I call ‘honesty’). I’d say to Her that I believe the only reason She’d texted me was to assuage Her guilt in messaging him, or to show me She was also thinking about me, while She furiously had BBM sex with him.

So She knows that when She texts me, I am suspicious as to the reasons for it. ‘I can’t win’ She says – if I don’t text you I’m ignoring you, and if I do text you, you don’t want it because you don’t believe its genuine.

She’s right. She cannot win.

Today I know I won’t get to see Her crack with him, so I will never know if the two of them were having BBM sex, or arranged a date, or if She told him She wanted him just at the time She decided to text me.

But even though I don’t know, I will assume it. I assume that She was telling him how hot She was for him, and decided to placate me at the same time, feeling a little guilty.

I assume that She didn’t really want to text me – not in the same way that She likes to have BBM sex with him.

And if you think about it, this must be right. Would you rather text your complaining spouse, or exchange messages with your sexy beaux? The answer’s obvious.

That’s the think about cuckolding. There are some things you can’t win…

“Kissing, touching, sucking…”

Last night Mistress was sat next to me texting Dave. She thought I could not see Her screen, but I looked carefully, and could read the bit of the conversation that was visible.

Her: I so need that – I’d love to do it.
Him: Kissing, touching, sucking!
Her: Hmm! I’d love to do some kissing, touching and sucking with you – as soon as possible. X
Him: Right, I’ll get it sorted.

I couldn’t see much more than that, or put any of it into context.

When She used to show me Her crack he was always saying what he wanted to do, and not putting up to it as often as he talked about it. I guess this was just more of that, although, of course, they may have been discussing a specific date. Apparently they are due to meet up on Monday next week some time.

More Oral...

This morning I decided not to offer to lick Mistress’ arse. I was feeling too sensitive due to now knowing what She was doing with Dave. But when She woke up, She told me to lick Her arse and then get out of bed, and that is what I gladly did, thankful for Her guidance.

Thank You

I sent Mistress this text this morning, which you should find self explanatory:

Thank You for Your decision punish me for not bringing Your Blackberry to You after Dave texted You last night.

It is obviously very humiliating to bring You Your crack to read within the context of Your new, private relationship with him, but that does not excuse my naughtiness in not bringing it to You.

We must both remember that this is all about You and what You want, and I am very sure that You will get a much better submissive by adopting a firm hand, so thank You for Your guidance on this. xx

Not knowing

Mistress’ theory is that if I don’t know what She’s doing with Dave then it can’t worry me.

But of course as She got dressed in Her short skirt this morning, I presumed She was doing it for him. Now lunch time is over, did they have a date? Are they going for coffee this evening? Have they set up their next fuck date yet? Did She send him any nice sexy messages because She knew I would not see?

Not knowing is more obsessive than knowing, but I guess I’ll get used to it.

Eating Pussy

Last night as we got into bed Mistress told me to go down and eat Her pussy. ‘You better eat My Pussy’ as the words She uses for this.

I was feeling very horny and massaged Her breast as She instructed me, but She removed my hand from Her and said ‘Just get on with it’, and so I did. I go down under the duvet, so She can remain warm while I eat Her.

It occurred to me as I ate Her that this is now how sex starts in our marital bed. If She wants sex, She give me this instruction. 99% of the time it never varies – on average, once every 2 days I get this instruction and I eat Her to orgasm before She allows me penetrate Her from the side and cum in Her.

Hers must surely be one of the most eaten pussies in the world! Other people crave oral sex – She has it on tap, every two days. And every morning I lick and tongue Her arse as well.

She sucks my cock when She wants to – roughly once every month or two, for a short while. Never to orgasm.

This morning I was horny again and asked for permission to wank, but She denied it and I remain horny now.

Behind closed doors

Just before we went on holiday Mistress and I had a blazing row about Her relationship with Dave.

We had gone out with another couple to watch some cricket. Dave was at the match, and Mistress was Cracking him on Her BBM in front of me and others. I asked Her not to, but She carried on, so I grabbed Her Blackberry and threw it over the side of the stand where it shattered onto the ground below. That solved my immediate problem, but as you can imagine, things were a little rough between us for a few days. Jealousy does these things…

The problem is She cracks him all day, doesn’t reply to me text messages to Her, and then She shows me Her Crack history and I can see the date & time of every message, and I can see they’ve been at it all day while She’s ignored me.

Mistress has always insisted that I can see Her Crack exchanges with him, because She ‘has nothing to hide’ – ‘it all means nothing’ She says.

We discussed this last night. After some debate and discussion we agreed that from now on Mistress would not share Her BBM history with me, unless She specifically chose to. The assumption would be that they would crack all the time, and I would never see it. Ever. Unless She chose to share it with me.

I am much happier with this. It means I have no way of tracking all the time She dedicates to him, and so I have less to be jealous about.

This morning when I came down to make tea, She did not have a message waiting for him on her Crackberry, so I knew they had not spoken by the time She left the house.

But later in the day She texted me to say She was enjoying Her new found crack freedom, and the knowledge that She would not have to justify Her actions to me.

So when She came home, I asked Her if Dave had finally broken his silence, and She answered ‘Yes. He sent me a message “Good morning hot woman”’. She thought about it, then She said to me “ Did we not agree that you would not as me about my conversations with him?”

“No”, I replied, “We agreed I would not ask to see your conversations with him. But if you want me to not ask anything about your conversations with him then you only need to say so, and I’ll stop asking.

She thought about it some more and then told me to stop talking to her about Her relationship with Dave at all. I am to ask nothing, say nothing, expect nothing. She will tell me everything and anything She wishes to tell me, if anything. Apart from those choices, their relationship will be personal to the two of them, and I will be excluded from it.

Of course I agreed. We are now living like that.

I said to Her that I am glad She is enjoying this new found freedom, and to remember, that She can choose to enjoy similar freedoms and control in any aspect of our relationship that She chooses.

PS: Mistress caned me harder than ever before for my behaviour with Her Crack.

Magic

Hi. We’re back from a great family holiday in Walt Disney World, Florida. Wonderful time we all had. Apologies for the silence – I was too busy behaving even more like a kid than I usually do!

Mistress didn’t take Her Crackberry with Her – She discussed this with Dave before we left, and he told Her that he would not be taking his to Sydney next week when he goes on holiday – so She felt She couldn’t take Hers!

When we got back it took Mistress only 30 minutes to get onto Her Crackberry and start messaging him. Today was Her first day back in the office – apparently they rode the elevator up and down the building three times snogging – Her rubbing his cock and leaving him with a great big hard on!

The fun is over – 2 whole weeks f knowing he can’t touch Her!. Now its over, let the fun the begin…

Exuberant

Dave’s first BBM message came in at about 7:30 this morning. He was on the train, so had nothing better to do that chat.

‘Can I tell you something naughty?’ he asked.

After some discussion with me Mistress replied ‘You know I love it when you talk naughty’.

‘I want to take your tits out and suck your big hard nipples. Turn you on’. And so it went on from there.

The two of them were on a roll. By the time I’d made the porridge they’d committed every sex act known to man, and some.

So he’s back. And he’s back in the office today, so Mistress dressed carefully – ‘Is this sexy enough?’ She asked me as She turned to look at Her arse in the mirror. Needless to say it was.

She is clearly exuberant. Happy to be back on his sexual radar, and, as She said to me last night, looking forward to fucking him properly.

I’m trying to be positive about it. She’s happy again. That’s good. Her pussy in tingling from talking to him. That’s good. And She’s looking forward to fucking him. Great.

But my heart is beating faster. She’s on the prowl. He’s on the prowl. They are going to spend time and orgasms together, and I won’t be part of it.

Morning Glory

For some time now – days or weeks – the detail escapes me! – I have submitted to Mistress’ arse with enthusiasm, daily.

I now try to always offer to lick Her arse about ten minutes before it is time for me to get out of bed to go and make the tea, and whereas in the past I would start reluctantly, I now start with long, strong strokes over Her arsehole, before progressing to gentle and then more thorough penetration with my tongue.

She loves it! She squirms, clenches and moans. Sometimes She wanks as I lick – this is great because I get to see Her fingers inches from my nose!

I love it even more on those occasions when She moans “Hmmmm. That was good! Thank you. Now go and make the tea!”.

It makes a wonderfully submissive start to the day, and reminds Her of the basis in which I thrive in our relationship.

Bunny Boilers

She tells me She’s texted him to say “Am I allowed to tell you that I did not like not talking to you for so long? Felt like a lifetime!” His response was “it was so weird wasn’t it. Hey, it’s good to be back!”

I responded that it all looks very friendly – they’ve said a lot without ‘boiling any bunnies’ – and asked if She was happy with it.

She replied that She was happy. She put it like this:- “The fact that he admitted or said that he missed me and was weird we didn’t talk kind makes me feel better. Feels like we’ve been kinda honest with each other in a way. What do you think?” (This latter question to me).

I’m going to duck Her last question, unless She asks it again. Because I think that its odd for him to get back and say it was weird not being in touch, when he could have simply sent Her the odd message while he was away, or told Her before he left that he could not be in touch….But I’m sure She doesn’t want to hear that…

Where are we?

Yesterday Mistress was not happy. Things did not develop with Dave the way She had hoped. They BBM’d through the day, but not very intimately.

This morning She said She might send him a message ‘What are you thinking?’ It seems She is resolved to get inside his head. I told Her this is interesting, given Her constant insistence that She didn’t want to get inside David’s head when She was going out with him – but She said this is different – She started Her relationship with Dave by getting into his head, and She wants to build it that way.

I think that the message She wants to get to him is this:-

I want to know that you are always there for me – as a special friend, as a lover, as a companion. Someone I enjoy being with and who enjoys being with me, someone I can rely on, and who relies on me. In an open, transparent relationship.

A tricky thing to say to happily married man.

I called Her a few minutes ago to ask if Dave had been in touch. She was at Her open plan desk, so She couldn’t talk much, but confirmed that they are in touch, and he’s asked for a coffee date and fuck date – She’s agreed and he is ‘on it’ which are the words he uses to say he’s going to book a hotel room…

She’s just called me back as I write this – he’s now messaged to say he really missed Her while he was away, and She agreed and is wanting to move the conversation in the direction I surmise above, without putting Her foot in it. Interesting times.

As I said to Her in bed this morning, as my cock grew hard at the thought, where does this leave me, if She does manage to develop the relationship the way She wants.

She said it leaves me as Her much loved husband, who takes care of Her, provides for Her, is Her companion, and who occasionally has submissive sex (that She also loves very much) with Her. What a scary place to be!

I want it to develop, and I don’t. But I’m going to help Her. Not lead Her, but support Her.

Up & Down

Dave eventually replied to Mistress’ BBM at midday. He apologised for the delay ‘while his battery was charging’. It was ‘so nice to be back in touch’. He completely ignored the content of Her earlier message to him.

She can’t decide whether he ignored it because it was too subtle, or because he doesn’t want Her giving him a hard time. But She’s clearly not very happy with him ignoring it. She’s wishing She hadn’t sent it…

She tells me, She’s tired of leading him everywhere – he should take some lead himself. So, She tells me, She has not instigated a conversation today – She has only replied to his. Apparently this is unusual.

By 4pm She relented, and decided to instigate a conversation – just in case he thinks She’s sulking or in a bad mood – She no longer wants to appear that way…

She really can’t decide what She wants. Draw him closer? Accept his distance? She’d like him to be closer, but with both of them happily married this is tricky…

I just support Her either way. I don’t think its my place to lead Her – just to be there for Her and be positive.

It’ll be interesting to see how this shapes up. I reckon that once he gets dirty and Her pussy gets wet, all will be immediately and completely forgiven!

Not a squeek!

Things have been quiet.

As Dave left the office for his week away with his wife, he sent Mistress a BBM to say he was leaving his Crackberry in the office – and She’s not heard from him all week. She’s obviously disappointed, though She pretends not to be, so I downplay it.

She toyed with the idea of texting him on his home phone number, but I discouraged this – if he wanted to use that to communicate with Her then he would have done so. She reluctantly accepted this.

Landed back in the UK

He landed back in the UK on Saturday, and She started to eagerly await his communication.

As we fucked on Saturday night She started to talk about him, and asked how I would cope once he was back and the two of them started communicating again.

I replied as I thrust into Her that I would be fine with that – that She needed a real man to fuck Her properly, to treat Her as his slut, to cum on Her face, in Her mouth and in Her arse, and do all the other sexually dominant things that the submissive me was not able to. She groaned with delight and came hard as I shared that with Her.

But come Sunday he still didn’t text.

She’s learned his diary!

She told me She’s not going to see much of him this week – while he’s been away She’s checked his office diary and knows every detail of his planned movements for the week!

Monday (today) She is not in the office.
Tuesday he works from a remote office in which he has a 3pm meeting, so he’s not going to be back before She leaves the office.
Wednesday they are in the office together.
Thursday She has the day off.
Friday they are due to have an office ‘family’ social. He has said he’s not going for that – but he thinks I am going. But I’m not going – I’m too busy, so I won’t be surprised if he changes his plans and goes for that – we shall see.

Fascinating that She knows every detail of his diary.

Facebook

While he’s been away She’s been nosing round facebook – She’s found all his family accounts and taken a look at them….

Contact

We talked about it and agreed that because he’d been quiet all week, he might now find it hard to make first contact.

She said She was going to play hard to get, and would wait for him to make first contact.

I asked if this is really what She wants – to take the risk that he might find it hard to make first contact, or to facilitate that and encourage him to do so? Did She or did She not want to build a relationship with him where next year when he went on holidays they talked about it before he left, and he did stay in touch, or agreed he would not – didn’t just leave without making it clear?

She said She wanted that closer kind of relationship with him, and so we carefully drafted a welcome home message that She sent to his Blackberry.

She said something like:-

Hey you! I hope you are safely back! (smiley face) I have so missed you. You are a * for not contacting me all week. I am so looking forward to seeing you! Xxx

By 9:30 am this morning he’d still not read the message (That’s the beauty of BBM – you can see when the other side has read it) so we don’t know what the impact of the message was going to be.

But Mistress told me that She wants to be able to discuss the week’s silence with him, and agree that they are closer than that, and entitled to clear communication channels – She wants to draw him in.

Getting inside his head

Apparently on their recent away day he asked Her what She was thinking – tried to get inside Her head. He asked Her if She thought it was wrong that he wanted Her to himself.
She blanked him, not wanting to get that close.

She immediately regretted it and decided She did want to get that close – She said that in a year’s time She wants them to be close partners, able to talk about everything without hesitation… So this recent message is supposed to facilitate that sort of discussion and resultant proximity.

We shall see.

Blow Job

Yesterday, because Mistress was on Her away day, a few of the guys, including another husband from her work place, came round and we ate a chilli, sank some beers and watched Inglorious Bastards.

Sure enough, after the coach got in Mistress & Dave went to a pub together where they snogged so much they nearly got thrown out!

They moved outside and She sat on his lap and he got his hand in Her catsuit and played with Her pussy. She played with his cock, and he rose, stood over Her, in their office car park at 10:30 at night, pushed Her down onto Her knees, in that outfit, where She gave him a blow job until he came in Her mouth! On Her knees in the car park! He pushed Her down! She loved it!

So She got home about 11pm. Then apparently today at work, the wife of the other husband who was around here, and who’d heard what time She got in, was asking around to try and find out who She’d gone out with! She even asked Dave, who alerted Mistress by text just now!

Fortunately when She came in last night, She just joined us, and didn’t say who She’d been out with! Otherwise the cat would be out the bag that She’s seeing someone else! Close shave!

After the others left last night She told me about the kissing and blow job, and my cock got hard as She told me. She took it out and wanked it, before telling me to wank to it myself.

As I was cumming I asked Her where I was to cum. ‘He came in your mouth’, I said, ‘Where do you want me to cum?’. ‘On yourself’ She replied, and I groaned as I wanked onto my shirt, soo turned on by the injustice of it – but how many blowjobs does a girl want to give in one night?

Away Day

Well the upshot of last night’s anger is in my response to appy in yesterday’s comment.

This morning Mistress left for Her office away day. She looked so beautiful dressed up that I took this picture before She went.

A LOT of effort went into choosing this outfit – believe me. She likes my help looking good, and I like to help Her – She is such good material to work with!

She sent me a text to saying “Dave’s comment was ‘fuck me you look gorgeous’ so thank you style guru – you delivered again! Xx”

So I am of course happy that She is happy that I helped Her dress well for him (and Her!).

They were having a long day out – champagne brunch, day out boozing, and drinks when they get back – I’m not expecting Her back until reasonably late.

She just called to say Hi! That is unusual – to take time out of Her fun day to call just to say hi – that’s a good sign – my bad behaviour would appear to be forgiven!

I wonder if She will come straight home, or if She and Dave will go off on their own for a little time together when their coach gets back… we shall see.

Meantime, all is well.

Today is ‘goodbye’ day for Her and Dave as he is out the office tomorrow, and then away for his week’s holiday early Saturday morning.

If you’ve not entered the holiday poll please do – let’s have some fun!

Childish rage, or natural jealousy?

I am feeling angry.

I am angry that Mistress took time out of Her busy day to go for coffee with Dave, has undoubtedly spent the whole day messaging him, will spend the whole day out with him tomorrow, and will probably stay out with him well into the night as well.

My anger is childish. She is about to leave the office for Pilates. When She does, She will call me, and I am minded not to take Her call, because I am angry. That’s not very constructive. I know.

My anger is natural. I am Her husband. Her pussy Should get wet for me. She should not feel bad that another man will be away from the office on holiday for a week. If She wants to go for a drink and flirt, it should be with me.

“Tie me up”

Things are not helped by a message She sent him yesterday saying She wants him to tie Her helpless to the bed, and then have his wicked way with Her.

She would not allow me to do this if I asked.

We agreed some time ago that I would not see her BBM exchanges, because of course they upset me.

But She keeps saying She has nothing to hide, and then shows them to me – and when I see that She’s going to let him tie Her up of course I get mad.

If I show Her I am upset, She will be unhappy that She is making me unhappy, then She won’t enjoy Her time with Dave so much (She won’t stop seeing him!) – but the whole thing becomes a nasty spiral. And I don’t want that. I want a happy confident Mistress who fucks Dave however She wants and comes home to dominate and shit on me.

Give me strength.

Too busy for love

Mistress is busy at work. The end of the month is near, and there’s bills to be raised. The year end is upon them, and there are staff feedback forms to be done. Tomorrow the whole office has a day off to all go out together to celebrate the successes of the year.

But She’s not in Friday, and Dave’s not in next week… Tomorrow’s celebration is a very public function – all of them boozing and having a good time from 10am to 9:30 pm (and later I am sure for those that want…). This does not represent a suitable environment to spend time with Dave.

So this morning She takes time out of Her busy schedule to go for a coffee break with him. Why? “Nothing special. No agenda. Just a face to face chat as opposed to BBM. And tomorrow there will then be no need to chat much as we can socialise with others.” Yeah! Like they are going to be more than a meter apart from each other at any time tomorrow!

When She gets back from Her coffee we exchange a few texts. He wants Her to wear a dress tomorrow – so that he has access to Her pussy. She’s planning to wear trousers… We discuss it, and I express the view that he will touch Her cunt with no cloth between it and his fingers no matter what She wears.

She denies this, and then ends our conversation: “I am back to work” She declares. Meaning She’s too busy to message me any more.

That’s fine. But I know for sure, because She will show me Her BBM history this evening, that She will have messaged him throughout the day, with not more than 10 minutes between messages. All day.

This cuckolding thing we have is not just about him having access. It’s about Her preferring to spend time with him than me – because he offers sexual thrills and excitement that I don’t.

I’m still getting used to that – I surprise myself at how accepting of it I’ve become…

(I took the pictures of Mistress about 15 years ago, in my office – back in the days when I used to do macho things like ask Her to take Her clothes off so I could take photos…)

Lover's Tiff

Mistress and Dave had a date this afternoon. They were to adjourn to their favourite local hotel bar, drink and flirt, and then move up to a room and fuck each others brains out for a few hours.

But yesterday he cancelled, or postponed it. He had to travel for work

She was NOT happy. He had known he was double booked, and he’d said he would rearrange the work – but he didn’t.

Apparently he is due off on holiday next week, and the way their diaries are working, they will not get to spend any time together on coffee, lunch or fuck dates before them.

This actually made Her more disappointed than the missed fuck today. She wouldn’t see him for a whole week!

I was surprised. I didn’t think he was that important to Her life.

I discussed it with Her, and She said Her patience was wearing thin. She thought the relationship was going somewhere, but he didn’t seem committed…

Wow! I didn’t realise this relationship required that degree of proximity! A Lover’s tiff! I thought you had to get married to qualify for one of those!

She was so cross that She waited nearly 30 minutes before replying to each of his BBM messages through the day, and She only said She loves his cock and wants to bounce on it about 5 times instead of the usual 20 times…

I don’t think he got the message!

By this morning She had forgiven him. His work was important, and they would and could meet another time.

She said that She never felt disappointed that She would not see him to say goodbye, and I was reading too much into that. I wonder!

Anyway, I was the beneficiary, because She told me to fuck Her last night, which She would never have done if She was meeting him today. She’d have wanted to present him with a tight, clean, pussy.

This morning they had exchanged a lengthy series of fuck me messages before She’d even brushed Her teeth. It seems the forgiveness is fairly absolute.

All’s well that ends well.

Intimate Gesture

Mistress did not invite, instruct or offer me anal sex on my birthday. I was not surprised. But we had a special day anyway. I am lucky to have Her.

As we lay in bed a thought occurred to me.

“There is one thing”, I said to Her, “that you did with David, and have now done with Dave, but that I do not think You will ever do with me.”

“Oh!” She said, clearly, sceptical, “What’s that?”

“Have me wank in Your face. Cum on Your face. Open your mouth and stick out Your tongue so that I can wank on to it.”

“I cannot imagine You allowing me to do that, and I cannot imagine asking to do it. It is such an un-submissive think to do.”

She smiled. “You’re right” She said “I cannot see that ever happening again – I just can’t see it happening. I would not want you to do that, and you wouldn’t do it.”

“But you did it with David, and now you’ve already done it with Dave twice. But never again with me,” I said.

“Yes”, She replied.

Anal Sex (Oh! And Happy Birthday to me!)

Regular readers will know that my entitlement or right to sex, any sex, ceased some time ago, and in particular anal sex.

When Mistress took David’s cock, which is considerably smaller than mine, and not attached to a submissive, up the arse, She loved it so much She decided to stop giving my cock access.

This caused me major trauma, and she relented: I am permitted anal sex once a year. On my birthday. It is my birthday today.

This time last year we were on holiday in Portugal, and in the evening She gave me Her arse, and I took it. I have not had it since, though others have.

Trouble is, I don’t want it on this basis. I don’t want it as an act of largesse. I only want it if She wants me to fuck Her in the arse – as She undoubtedly wants Dave to fuck Her in the arse.

I told Her this some time ago. She has created a beast of an issue with this, and it will not go away. If She offers me Her arse today, or even instructs me to take it, I shall believe it is because She is fulfilling Her annual duty and pledge, and I do not want it as part of such duty.

I could pretend I do, like I did last year, and if nature permits me, I could take it to make Her happy. But that’s down to nature. Nature may dictate that I don’t take it, because I’m not turned on.

It’s going to be an interesting evening… I shall do my best to make Her happy on my birthday.

Holding Hands

As we went up to bed last night Mistress sent Dave a good night text. We discussed what She should say.

“I am off to bed, dreaming about your hard cock.”

Was this too intimate, when he knew that She was actually going to bed with me? Should She add a kiss? (They don’t usually exchange kisses in their messages).

She felt a kiss was too intimate. I said that if She wanted to establish an intimate relationship with him, then it would need to involve kisses. She agreed. He got a message with a kiss.

As we got ready for bed the debate continued and we talked about Mistress’ last date. (Actually, we talk about Dave pretty much all the time).

Following on from a reader’s comment in this blog, I had asked Mistress if She and Dave kissed on their date, and She said yes. On arrival, the first thing he did was give Her a big kiss – upon discussion it turns out they actually exchanged a big kiss…

We discussed the intimacy of the kiss, and kissing generally. Is it intimate? Is it more intimate than fucking? Is it the most intimate thing you can do? Are their kisses ‘intimate’?

We identified a more intimate act: holding hands.

She told me that as the two of them left the pub to go for a walk, Her knickers removed so that he could have ready access to Her pussy as they strolled, She put Her arm round him. He held Her hand and then moved it to his side, holding Her hand as they walked.

Immediately they felt too intimate, and both released their grip. They were not comfortable with it – they don’t have that degree of intimacy.

I can relate to this – I can only walk holding Mistress’ hand if we are happy with each other. If we have argued or are not happy, then I find the act of holding hands hypocritical and uncomfortable.

I asked Mistress if She wanted to get Her relationship with Dave to the stage where they did hold hands comfortably, and She said that yes, She did. In due course, when they were comfortable, She’d like to have an intimate boyfriend/girlfriend relationship with him in which they were both happy to hold hands.

I was lying in bed naked as She said this, and my cock got rock hard when I heard it. She saw this, and came to bed to play with it. As She got into bed She lead my cock to Her pussy. No real foreplay at all.

We discussed this too, and I observed that She did not invite me to play with Her pussy as She did with Dave, but just used my cock to fuck Her pussy. She agreed. Dave was for good, sexy times, my cock was just for fucking. ‘What’s wrong with that?’ She asked.

As She drew my cock into Her I told Her I found the idea of the two of them so intimate that in three years time they were still fucking, and were holding hands such a turn on. She moaned as we fucked, clearly turned on by this idea too.

“Imagine if the two of you were so close that you could say to him ‘Richard knows,’ ‘I got tired of running around behind his back, and so I told him about us. I told him I have a relationship with you, I fuck you, and he’s got to deal with it.’.” (Interesting punctuation there!)

She moaned and orgasmed at the idea. She said She too would love that. We slept.

I would love it if She told him and he accepted it. I would love to be submissive to both of them rather than just Her, even if the sole extent of his domination were to ignore me – which is not likely.

Going to plan…

When Mistress got it from Her date with Dave yesterday I asked if he’d got his wicked way, and got his hands inside Her wet knickers.

“What knickers?’ She replied pulling up Her short white skirt to show her naked pussy, ‘He made me take them off!” She smiled at me.

The two had been to the pub for a drink and some groping. Clearly they had a good time.

She said that they sat next to each other while he told Her how he was going to fuck Her, and Her pussy got wet. When he touched it through Her panties he could not believe how wet She was, and he asked Her to go and remove Her panties before they went outside to find a quiet spot for something more intense.

After dinner She told me to bring Her wet panties from Her handbag, kneel before Her in the sitting room and wank.

As I pulled Her pants out of Her bag I could not believe how wet they were. I’ve never seen anything like it!

As I knelt before Her She told me to pull my dick out and wank it while I licked Her pants, and thought about how another man had made Her that wet.

I took out my throbbing cock and sucked the gusset of Her pants into my mouth. As I wanked She asked me what I was thinking, and I replied that I was thinking how good a time She must have had to get so wet, and that I never made Her that wet, and how lucky She was now to have another man to do that to Her.

When I had sucked Her panties dry She told me to rub them on my cock until I came and I did, spurting all over the sitting room floor before wiping it up.

These are the pants She was wearing.

Palma

I am away at the moment - in Palma, working witha friend and business partner (and having fun!)

Dave came round the house yesterday, because I am away, and fucked Mistress. They've finally done it! She sounds very pleased. I'll update you when I get back and have the time. Imagine!

Date Night

Well, they are away on their date night – and what a strange set of plans its been.

Originally he was supposed to book a room in the hotel that they last drank in – and they were going to fuck. But then he pulled away from that, and talked in vague terms of going some other place. Nothing firm ever came of it (no pun intended) and today they decided they would go back to the hotel bar – though they have not booked a room.

Mistress is disappointed – She said She hopes to have shagged him before She gets back tonight, but obviously She’s not going to push it too far with him – She’s going to let him lead, but offer him every encouragement.

Apparently he made some comment at their last lunch date that he ‘loves the chase’. We speculate that he’s old enough to have worked out that a good chase is more fun than a fuck, but who knows. When he gets a look at Her in the outfit She left in, and gets a few glasses of wine down his neck, it’ll be interesting to see where they end up – but on a lovely sunny day like today, the hotel they are going to is going to be fully booked by now… so we shall see.

They left by train at 3:30. She’ll not be back until midnight +/- 3 hours – so about 6 intimate hours with him – smiling, drinking, chatting, touching and perhaps fucking.

Strokes

After Mistress got ready to leave this afternoon, She told me to present myself naked for disciplinary strokes. She gave me 16 strokes of the cane, which She said would be repeated twice as hard if She came back and I exhibited any signs of jealousy – I am to await Her return and greet Her happily when She gets back.

I thanked Her for the strokes and Her kind advice. While She caned me She asked me what She should do when She was out, and I confirm that She should have as much sexy fun as She possibly could.

The promise of seconds

After my strokes Mistress wanked my cock to make it hard. I asked if I could put it in Her but She said no – She was saving it in the hope that he would fuck Her, and She wanted to keep Her pussy nice and tight for him. She promised me seconds when She gets home tonight – or maybe even first if they don’t fuck, but nothing before.

She told me that giving me the strokes has made Her wet, and She pulled Her panties aside and invited me to feel how wet She was – and She sure was! This is the first time I am aware of that She has become sexually excited as a result of caning me.

What’s going on?

Earlier in the week, after a second day of reading constant BBM sex between the two of them, I said to Her that it really hurt me to read their sexy exchanges, and to know how much She wanted him.

She could see that I was really hurt, and She replied that the messages were ‘just crap’ with ‘no meaning’. But I humbly disagreed with Her – they are constant messages – every 2 minutes on average, all through the day, every day. And Her pussy is wet as She writes them – that’s not ‘just crap’, that’s heavy shit, combined with lunch dates and kissing in the lift.

She went quiet and thought about it, then She said:

“I am pursuing a relationship with this guy. I want him to become my boyfriend, and to fuck me well, give me great sex, not just now, but often and into the future.

For me to do that – to capture him and establish that relationship with him - there has to be an attraction, otherwise it won’t work. So what I am doing now is working to establish that attraction and relationship so that we can start fucking and then continue to do so for a long time thereafter.”

Well. That answered my question. She’s trying to win him as a boyfriend with whom She shares a mutual attraction. I guess, to do that She’s going to be kissing him, messaging him and going on dates during which She does not even think of me….That makes sense.

So now I know. It made it so much easier to accept the messaging, the kissing and the dates. She’s trying to establish him as a boyfriend – what else would I expect.

I’m happy with that now – I understand it. And I understand that with nothing but submissive sex from me, She does want and deserve a proper lover with whom She can have and enjoy alpha male sex – that’s what we’ve always wanted for Her – and She’s out now trying to get it.

The great thing is that against this background I am so much clearer and therefore accepting of what is going on. It makes it so much easier.

“Wow the lift”

Those are the words of his morning greeting on Her Crackberry today.

She told me last night that they had a ‘proper’ kiss – he put his arms round her and, my words, touched tongues. ‘Short’, She said, but ‘proper’.

No wonder he went back for seconds!

Being a man, I reckon he’ll want to go back for more today.

The Kiss...

Well… He suggested they have ‘a meeting’ in a quiet meeting room – but they decided against that…

She suggested the lift, and he thought that was a great idea, but they chickened out, and didn’t do that…so there was no kiss yesterday.

But today….they went for a lunch date, and took the lift back up to their floor – and there they had their ‘proper’ kiss.

He liked it so much, he asked for another as She left, and he joined Her in the lift again where they went up and down a few times as they snogged. Apparently they were petrified! But they did it!

Plans for Friday are getting very vague. They’ve pulled back from the hotel in the neighbouring town and are just going for a drink, with him saying ‘who knows where we will end up…’ – so who knows – apparently its all up for grabs. Very strange.

Meantime we had a very heavy discussion last night – too much to go into now – I’ll pick up on that later.

Thanks to those who answered the poll – now you know how it ended!

Catch 22

Yesterday Mistress came home at lunch time and I read the BBMs She’d been exchanging with Dave. My heart was pumping, I was excited, insecure and hurting like hell. She was telling him She would wrap Her naked legs round him and fuck him silly.

I went upstairs and told Her – I’ve just read your BBMs, and I can’t cope with it - it hurts me too much.

She sighed. ‘It’s just crap’, She said, ‘Just talk. I don’t mean it – it means nothing. It’s just crap, bloody good fun, I love it and it means nothing. It’s you I love – you know it – if I ‘m with you then I even ask you what we should say! But I don’t want to hurt you, so if it hurts you then I’ll stop. I love doing it, but I don’t want to hurt you, so I’ll stop.”

And with those words She set my mind at ease. She can do that – set my mind at ease – so easily. So I told Her I was happy for Her to carry on- now that She’d explained it, I was relaxed about it, and I still am today.

But this morning as we lay in bed, my hard on rubbing against Her thigh, She reached for my cock. “I wasn’t supposed to touch this’ She said, ‘But its mine and I’ll do what I want” and She started to wank me.

My mind wondered: Was She doing this to assuage Her guilt? To make me feel good given our conversation yesterday? To show me She wanted to engage with my cock? Because She was thinking of Dave and horny? Or actually because She wanted to?

With all those conflicting thoughts I didn’t really enjoy it as She played with my cock, and I did not cum.

This submissive cuckold thing has a pretty severe impact on my brain. She said She’s not going to touch my cock, now She is. Why?

Of course She is entitled to touch my cock if She wants. I should say She is welcome to. I should feel lucky that She does. But head fuck is head fuck, and on this matter my head is fucked, so I did not cum as She played with me this morning….

The other day Mistress said She doesn’t suck my cock (because I am Her submissive and don’t deserve it, and ) because it is too big and hurts Her jaws to do so. Dave’s is smaller and much easier to suck.

So what I am going to think next time She does suck my dick, if She does?

Be careful what you wish for…

Hey! I’ve got an update on the kissing sage – but I’m not going to share it until after the poll closes tonight. So vote now – will they kiss or not!

Will they kiss today?

In the BBM sex Mistress had with Dave yesterday evening he got very excited (“You are on your knees pointing your arse towards me, and I am putting my cock in you, fucking you deeply…”).

He ended by saying that he had thoroughly enjoyed it, and would not be able to stop himself from kissing Her in the office today – only question was where to go for a snog! Mistress suggests there is nowhere suitable and it won’t happen. But I said what about the lift? Just get in the lift together and press the button for the top floor – you’ve got the place to yourself and plenty of notice before anyone else gets in….

She liked that idea. Hardly anyone uses the lift in their building. She doesn’t think he’ll have thought of it – so question is whether She suggests it to him or not.

What do you think? Will She suggest it to him? Will they kiss? Take the poll!

Fucking Date

The date is now known. He has booked a hotel in a neighbouring town for this Friday afternoon. The two of them will leave for a late lunch, have a drink, move to the hotel room, and fuck before they leave.

The date was set up last Friday.

To prepare me Mistress has said She will not touch my cock at all until She has fucked him.

I have had to wank myself since the date was set up. And there’s still the best part of a week to go.

She is terribly excited, and looking forward to it. They’ve been having BBM sex constantly since the date was set up.

Insecurity

A couple of days ago I was easting Mistress’ pussy and it was considerably wetter than usual. After we were done I asked Her how come She was so wet, and She confessed that She had been thinking about finally getting a hotel room with Dave, and ‘ripping our clothes off and going at it as soon as we walked in the door. That really made me horny,” She said.

Needless to say it made me even more insecure. So much so that I spoke to Her about it (my insecurity) this morning.

I am in the process of launching a new business, and whereas in the past I would work all night and all day, now I like to lie with Her in bed until She wakes up, and lie with Her in the evening watching telly – just to be with Her and hold Her – to ‘protect’ ‘my’ relationship – and its affecting the hours I’m putting in to the business – and we need the income.

We discussed it in a level headed way, and we’ve yet to resolve it. But she’s just called to say She’s going for coffee with Dave this evening – so my insecurities aren’t going anywhere…

It occurred to me that while Rome was a second honey moon, and we shagged every day, Mistress never once reached for my cock and just played with it, or took it into Her mouth and sucked it. Yet when She anticipates getting it on with Dave that is exactly what She is looking forward to doing.

She was hoping he’d ask Her to a hotel this evening, but he’s not done (yet!). But if he did, She would hold his cock, play with his cock and such his cock – as well as fuck it. I only got the fucking.

I should consider myself very, very lucky. But I consider myself uncontrollably insecure.