In the desert, for many kids, it is "fall break" time this coming week. Mistress K. and I suddenly and unexpectedly found ourselves alone on Sunday afternoon. We knew we would be alone until 10pm or so. It's such a rare thing for us to find ourselves alone, but when it happens, we both usually comment on about how, in only a few years, our life in our house will be with us primarily alone.
When both kids were gone, I walked into the house from waving good bye, prepared to remove my clothes (a standard rule when we are alone ... become naked without being told to do so) when Mistress informed me we were going out to eat. I was wearing sport shorts with no panties underneath, and a t shirt. Instead of removing them, I added a hat and out the door we went.
We went to a pretty cool, big open, noisy neighborhood family restaurant/bar that was hopping for a Sunday night. I was canoodling up on Mistress K in the booth when she instructed me to go into the bathroom and "stroke your cock until it is hard, then return to the table". Without hesitation I got up, went to the bathroom, only to find that the single stall was occupied, and there was one guy waiting. I returned to the booth and informed Mistress that the stall was full and said "but if what you want is my cock to be hard, I don't need to stroke it to get it hard.' She seemed surprised that I could do that (which frankly surprised me that she was surprised) and said, "OK, get it hard" It took about 45-60 seconds. She promptly ran her hand up my leg, under my shorts and started rubbing and stroking my cock under the table. She was excited about how hard it was. She was kind of nervous that someone would see her doing that so it didn't last long. Her hand would find it's way back under my shorts and to my cock a couple of other times for a few short strokes.
It was time to leave but before we could go, Mistress had me return to the bathroom to accomplish what she had instructed me to do earlier. Stroke my cock in the bathroom. She seemed to just want for me to be stroking it in a public place ... because she told me to! Nice.
Wen we returned home, She was standing on the curb of the street, "watering the dogs". I was kissing on her neck and I whispered that I would be inside, naked and waiting for her. All she did was nod and send me on my way.
15 minutes later or so, I was naked, laying on the couch watch the baseball game. When she emerged, she looked over at me and gave a contented smile and walked into the kitchen. I got up, followed her, stood next to her, pressed my naked body against hers and began to nuzzle and kiss her neck and face. She slowly stroked me and moaned in delight at my worshipping kisses. It was wonderful. I was there, naked before her as I should be, displaying my devotion and love for her with worshipping kisses, marinating in the moment, knowing this is how it can be for us in a couple of shorts years. After a few minutes of her stroking, I informed her that I was nearing ejaculation. She didn't stop, she sped up, trying to entice an unauthorized ejaculation I suppose. Then she stopped. I told her that I worshipped her, how much I loved and how thankful I was to be hers. Literally hers!
A few minutes later, in the bathroom, I went to her again and repeated what I started in the kitchen. She pulled me into her and put her arm around my neck and with her free hand started slapping my ass with her hand. All of a sudden she grabbed me by the wrist, led me to the wall in the bathroom, placed my hands on the wall above my head and started spanking my ass with her hand. Pretty good spanks too. She gave me 15-20 rapid spanks then stopped. She started pumping my cock. I started to turn and face her and she pushed me back in position and started spanking me again for 15-20. Then she started stroking me again and when I would near the point of ejaculation, she would stop and with force and speed would spank me another 15-20 times. She continued with this pattern for another 3 edgings, then abruptly stopped and told me to resume watching my game on TV.
I'll admit, I was hopeful that with our unexpected time alone that maybe, just maybe Mistress would have me give/help her achieve an orgasm. She had no such inclination, probably because one of the children would be home in an hour or so. I didn't matter, being able to briefly be in what is our "natural state" when we are alone (she clothed and me not) was something I was grateful for. Those few moments of being able to inhale the scent of my Mistress while nuzzled in and kissing her neck where incredible.