Last week when Master-Sir returned from being on the road for work, I was told to pick Him up at the airport and that we would go out for lunch. I love when He tells me that He has plans for us like this. To spend some time with Him in public. I showered, made sure I was properly clean and shaved, ready to be used. Dressed in a short dress as requested, no panties and he did say to wear my classy, red colored bra. The top buttons of my blouses are all removed so I always show cleavage and with this blouse, it shows off the bra very well.
At the airport, He was talking to a new member of the team and told me he was joining us for lunch. His name was Kevin and that His wife was working, so he was going to tag along with us for lunch then drop Him off at home. Mr. Kevin was an older gentleman. Probably late 50’ish? One of those people you can tell has been in a suit and tie His entire adult life. Always was careful on how He looked and what he said, the manners and the company instilled smile that my Owner has yet (thankfully) to acquire.
Master-Sir introduced me as His “wife”. A term He knows that I hate, but it tells me that we are in public and with a very vanilla man. I smiled and welcomed Him to join us for lunch. Unfortunately, I was a little too happy to see my Owner and addressed Him in a low voice as “Sir”. then gave Him a big welcome home kiss as we all got into the truck. Master-Sir said nothing about the slip-up and neither did Mr. Kevin until later.
As Kevin made His introduction, He gave me that all too familiar once overlook. Kevin sat in the back and kept giving me a look of questionable ideas. I am sure He was wondering what a nice looking man like my Master-Sir was doing with a thing like me when I know Mr Kevin had met The Pretty Brunette earlier in the week. I could read the confusion on His face. I was loving the tease as much as I was hating the judgment moments like this seem to produce.
I was kind and asked Mr Kevin if He could please take off His tie. I think an older man looks sexier with His collar open and that afternoon 5 o’clock shadow on His face. He smiled and said He is not used to being without a tie in the afternoon. So I pleaded with Him until he agreed and opened the collar while giving me a smile. I was warming Him up!
We went to the Peppermill, our favorite place for nice affordable dining on the Strip and they have the most beautiful waitresses to gawk at and admire. As the men were talking about this road trip, I had asked Master-Sir about His time with The Pretty Brunette? Master-Sir spent a few days with her before going on the road. Then she joined Him for a couple of nights as well. Another look of surprise on poor Mr Kevin’s face. Yes, the “wife” knows! My Owner smiled and even said it to Him. “Yes, She knows I have a girlfriend!”
So I asked Mr. Kevin about The Pretty Brunette. Did He like her? Did He think she was beautiful? He stammered as he tried to not really answer the question the way I know He wanted to but needed to be so careful with His words. He did say that she was very beautiful and that they looked happy together. Her and my “husband” make a cute couple, don’t they? I asked sheepishly. He smiled as he blushed.
My Master-Sir smiled again and told Mr Kevin that we have an “unusual and private” relationship and that we would like it to stay this way. Ok? Mr. Kevin smiled before adding that they shared a few other intimate conversations that HE would like to remain private as well. They agreed except that my Owner has already shared those secrets with me. His wife. Its part of our “open” relationship, as we explained. Mr Kevin was ok with that.
My Owner brought up the redheaded lady they met in Montana who was looking for an “in” to getting hired in Las Vegas. She ended up spending alone time with all three men. They all had a night alone to fuck her, so I asked Mr Kevin if He enjoyed the redhead as much as my Owner did? My Owner thought she was an ok fuck, but lousy blowjob when compared to mine! Not that anything like a bad blowjob would stop Him from enjoying the play time with her.
So I was wondering about Mr. Kevin and His time with her? He smiled. Didn’t really answer, just commented on how much I knew about the trip. “We talk” was our answer. My Owner is very good at letting people know that we don’t talk. We have the secrets that could kill our careers and that of other peoples. So we stay together and not say anything. Ok, I may say something on this blog. But otherwise, it’s between who is there at the table. They have some fun on the road to get rid of the boredom or the loneliness. A redhead for a night, the girlfriend for a couple of nights. They do their job, they burn off some steam and they keep it all within the group.
Mr Kevin was curious about how? How does a married man get so “lucky” with other women on the road and the “wife” is ok with it? Does she have her own little gigalo to play with? I laughed and reminded Him who He is talking about. Me! Not the princess of the ball and not one who can get some hot hunk to get lucky with. But that would not be anyways. I do what my Man likes me to do and I like Him to have fun with a hot little lady who has the tight body that turns Him on. But He does come home to me afterward. What’s wrong with that?
The topic was now changed to couples counseling! The waitresses kept coming by, I kept watching Mr. Kevin take a look then try to look like He didn’t. So I asked Him if His wife would approve of Him looking. He blushed again, stammered than said she does have a bit of a temper if he looks “too long”.
Too Long? How can one measure the look as being “too long” ? Why would that bother her? Master-Sir looks, I look and we compare notes. But for me, its because I want to show Him the choices out there He can have. Mr. Kevin smiled and said He used to be that way. But, well, you know, marriage, kids, etc… Wives get a bit insecure as, well.. I knew where He was going, but He stopped. I smiled as I explained i had that issue all my life.
Now I have a man I can trust with my life. And we got that way because we share everything that needs to be shared. There are no secrets between Him and I that I don’t need to know. It’s not always easy and for some couples, it takes a lot of rough times to get to that point When you start to open up, a lot of bad things comes out before the good things go in. He plays, but He always comes home. He’s happy, so I’m happy and He always makes sure the home is well cared for. If only he knew I was the slave who cared for it!
When Master-Sir went to use the men’s Room, Mr Kevin asked me if I really like Him having another lady to visit Him on the road. I explained that it keeps Him happy, He makes me happy and so why not? Look at me? I’m not that Pretty Brunette with the perky tits. But I do swallow and He likes that. Ok, I may have gone a little too far with the “I swallow” part. But He liked it and laughed.
Then He asked when I knew or how did i know? He was a bit surprised to learn that there was one before her and this was actually the replacement. The other one is now married and lives in another state. The Pretty Brunette was her replacement in both her job and her place as a plaything for my “Husband”. I so wanted to stop using that word! I knew from Day one that there would be girlfriends. Fifteen years and He still comes home to me.
Mr Kevin was curious, so curious about how this can be alright? He wanted to know if i have the same freedom to have my playthings? By that time Master-Sir had returned. Thankfully He was now there to answer that question because I was not sure what to say. Telling Him that I don’t play. I am not that way. However, if there is someone He wants me to play with, He tells me and I will.
All the while we talked, my Owner was enjoying watching Mr Kevin. When He wasn’t trying to not notice the waitresses, he was looking at my bra and my boobs that were topping off the bra. Now I know why I was told me to wear this bra and have it open like this. Mr. Kevin was talking but He never took His eyes off them for very long. So I asked about Miss Kevin and He said they were High School sweethearts. Dated thru college, married, had kids and live in Las Vegas now. The kids are off in college and they have an empty nest.
Master-Sir added that from their talks, the empty nest sounds like it needs some improvements. Master Sir explained that when you are on the road, things happen out of boredom or desperation. That what happens out there, stays out there, usually. For Him, they found the redhead, as well as my Owner, had the Pretty Brunette that stayed for a couple of nights. “What the hell else are you going to do to keep your sanity out in the middle of cattle country? Fuck the sheep?” Was my Owner’s comment about being on the road for so long and working as much as they did.
My Owner explained that’s what the Pretty Brunett is for. To make the boring parts of the trip a little more enjoyable. Having her out there and me here keeps the fires burning! It’s not a conventional marriage and its not for everyone. But if you work it right, it can be a very happy relationship. It helps to talk with each other, build up that trust and never forget who is the one you have kept at home and making sure she is happy as well. Yes, I am very big on that Talking and Trusting Part, I know.
Mr Kevin never did say if He actually had sex with the redhead, but she did spend most of the night they were together, in His suite and he did admit she had nice tits with hard nipples. he blushed so dam hard when He was explaining about her nipples. So cute. So not like Him to talk like that according to my Owner.
Mr Kevin was actually opening up about His life and being on the road. Missing His wife, but wanting to be away from her for awhile always seemed so wrong. But now it makes a little sense. It’s not that He is looking for a little plaything, it’s just nice to know that he is not alone when he has the thoughts of enjoying the time away from the wife. The separation, he finally admitted adds to the rekindling of their romance. I said “Sex life?” and He smiled as I used the terms He wanted to use, but has been so conditioned not use.
Master-Sir assured Him the redhead thing is not common. Or at least not like her. She was really wanting to use her aging sexiness to get out from where she was and have a job in place before making the move. So she was willing to fuck anyone she thought could do her a favor. She will do ok if she does make it to Vegas with that ability, the competition here is tougher than it is in Wyoming! So she will have to step up her game. Her blowjob was horrible! But the girlfriend visiting was a one-time thing, maybe!
As the last plate was served, I whispered for permission to use the restroom. Before my Owner said yes, He told Mr Kevin that I was going to the ladies room to remove my bra. If that’s ok with Him. We didn’t want to embarrass Him or offend Him. Was that ok? He smiled, looked at me and said He would have no problem with that. After everything we talked about, He would actually enjoy that if that’s ok with my “husband”. It was!
When I returned, my boobs were hanging free and you could tell. Mr. Kevin smiled when I sat down. My Owner asked for His thoughts. Mr.Kevin laughed at the question. Telling my Owner that we were one hell of a teasing couple. Now He understands the Pretty Brunette being with Him and everything else. And yes, “Your Wife has a wonderful set and thank you for sharing them with Him. Just don’t tell the wife, please. My Owner teased Him one last time with the fact that I do ride topless in the truck. Mr Kevin said He would like to see that. It sounded more of a dare than a request. As if it wasn’t true!
Once we were in the truck and heading to Mr Kevin’s house, my Owner smiled at me and I unbuttoned my blouse as promised. Mr Kevin enjoyed the scenery and thanked me for it. Adding that maybe He could someday get His wife to do the same for Him when they travel. I told Him its a nice feeling to be topless on the road. The smiles, the honks makes an older woman feel more alive and really appreciated for it.
This is my life. I know it not for everyone and it scares a lot of people in how I live and the way I am treated by my Owner. But it wasn’t a sudden action or moment that made this happen. its been a lifelong journey of discovery and adventure I have been on. A lot of pain and sorrow is associated with those travels. We do let it be known that we talk as a couple. I mean really talk and communicate. It’s not an easy road. But it’s our road.
Mr Kevin even agreed that He would be a little more open and honest with His wife. Make her see that He still loves her and wants a better life for them both. But it takes both people to start to talk and not hide everything inside. I don’t want Mr Kevin to go home and tell His bride that He wants to start fucking other women on the road and she should be ok with it. Each has their own little quirks and rhythms. Each has what the other needs to know. I want them to go together and share the life they have as an adventure they both can enjoy.
I like knowing that people can come to us to open up and to talk. Knowing we won’t judge them. We live a life that is uncommon and one that could, if seen by the wrong people, ruin our careers. SO we know the dangers and the issues with having a secret life. But we also know what its like to live a life of no secrets with the one you love. How happy and free that can be.
Ok, I babbled on and preached too much.
Hope I didn’t bore you with this story, just needed to get it out and off my mind.
Enjoy the week and remember I love all of you..