Valentines Day at Home

 Normally I don't get to have valentine's evening with Madam, normally that occasion is an event on Sir's calendar.  It's one of the dates in the year that he has specified as being one of his.

The lock down period sort of changed that a little bit, where we ended up with the 3 of us having valentines evening together - which was very nice and fun.

But this year, with it being on a Tuesday it didn't land neatly to fit into the schedules.  So Sir laid on a romantic evening over at his house on Saturday night for Madam.  With everyone having been out with Mistress Carol and kerri for a meal the previous weekend it was felt that it would be too much to have another night out so soon.

The result was that Sir came over on Friday evening and had the night here, I was in my cuckold maid role for the evening and served both Madam and Sir before being dismissed from Madam's room at about midnight.

Saturday afternoon Sir went home to prepare everything for the evening at his house, and to get the cooking done - he is quite a good cook- and I was given orders to deliver my wife to his home at 7pm, which was duly complied with at the allotted time.

From all accounts they had a lovely evening.

I used some of my free time on Saturday to have a call and chat with Kerri to see how she was doing and also how Mistress Carol was getting on. Both are in better form and kerri has now had a firm job offer so will be starting that in Early April.  That change has made her sound a lot better and happier.

On the Sunday the plan was to go and visit a Garden centre as I wanted to get some daffodils plants and bulbs for the front garden to replace the ones that I think one of the squirrels has taken - Yes I know, just how Rock and Roll do you want.  Sir and Madam met me at the garden Centre and we had lunch together - It's not all kink you know, there is some vanilla stuff in our life.  

There are times when I sit in places like that and look round at everyone else and wonder who else in here is in chastity? who else amongst the men is wearing wearing stockings and lingerie under their street clothes?  Next time you are out and you have a moment, just have a look around and give it a thought?

The rest of Sunday was spent at home, I was back in Maid mode looking after Madam and Sir for the afternoon and evening.  Sir went home about 9pm that night.

Madam spoke to me once Sir had gone and let me know that her plan was to have valentines night with me and that I should prepare something for us to have at home.  So I put some thought to it.

On Tuesday morning I was up and made Madam's breakfast for her and took the card I had for her and placed it on the tray along with the small present that I had got her.   (we tend not to give big or fancy gifts at valentines, it tends to be something like a pair of knickers or stockings - there has been the occasional exception in the past where I have got Madam some matching lingerie as she was going away for a weekend and I wanted her to feel special.)  On this occasion I had got her a pair of lace top stockings.

(Just so you are aware I had also sent a valentine's card and a present of some black satin knickers to kerri.)

  Madam was very pleased with her card and gift and gave me a card and a small packet.  My valentine's card was a "Happy Valentine's day to my Wonderful Wife" and was addressed to billie.  My present was also a pair of stockings.  Madam told me to join her in the bed (just kick off your heels) and to cuddle in next to her. while she had her tea and toast.

Madam explained that for this evening she wanted me to be in blouse and skirt when she got home and to have my Pink PJs up in her room for later.

Once Madam went to work I cracked on with making the bed and getting the bathroom squared away, nothing too drastic as I had done a full clean the previous day.  The rest of the day was with me working from the office dealing with a project for a rather difficult client (and I'm being kind to the client as they are particularly difficult!).

The evening meal would be a small buffet of party finger food (we had a number of packs of things in the freezer from when we were expecting more people for Christmas and new year, I also had some profiteroles defrosting as I know that Madam is particularly fond of them).  With a bottle of wine in the fridge chilling things were all set.

Madam arrived home at her usual time and I had her bath ready for her, while she had a soak I laid out our evening buffet ready for when she was finished.  I could hear her upstairs getting dressed  as I laid out the last of the food and went and opened the bottle of wine for her.  I poured her a glass when I heard her start to come down the stairs and I waited with the glass on a small tray for her to come into the living room.

when she entered the living room, I bobbed a short curtsy and said "happy valentine's Madam" and offered her the glass.  I got a look from her and thought that I had messed up and then she smiled at me, "It's a night off for the maid, go get a glass and join your wife, Dear."

I came back with a glass and Alice poured me a glass of wine and gave me a full and very passionate kiss and then asked "will you be my Valentine?"

the simple answer from me was "Always!". With that we kissed again.  

It may well be the extended periods in chastity, or may be just an age thing (I'm not a pup any more -haven't been for a long time!) but it is moments of intimacy that really do get me turned on, I really enjoy and get a lot from kissing, hugging and cuddling my wonderful wife.  That does not detract from being fully sexually intimate with her, in all forms, but I am now more aware of the parts of the relationship that feed my emotional needs.

For the next hour and a bit we basically grazed on the food, chatted and cuddled with each other.  once we finished eating we were more like a pair of frustrated first daters, there was lots of roving hands, going underskirts and rubbing fronts of knickers while we were lying on the couch necking with each other.  Looking back at it now, after a few days of reflection, it felt like the time we were almost caught by Alice's mother making out on her couch when I was courting her many years ago!

I clearly had got my Madam a bit worked up as she called a halt to the activities and ordered me to 'get my arse up to her room' and get dressed ready for her.  I scuttled off in my heels to the bedroom and quickly removed my blouse, skirt and stockings.  I had preempted things by having my pink bra, suspenders and knickers on, so it was a case of just putting on the pink stockings, satin french knickers and cami and then putting on the satin PJs over the top.  I finished it off by adding my red heels.  I was making a fair assumption that we were not going to be going to sleep just yet.

photo taken on Thursday evening for another photo session

Alice came into the room having already taken her blouse and skirt off down in the living room and was in a black bra, knickers, suspenders and stockings. As she came into the room she undid her bra and went to her drawers and got a satin chemise and put that on, with it coming to mid thigh.

The two of us were now very much dressed in slippery satin, Alice in black and me in pink. We got onto the bed and continued on from where we had been down stairs, just with more room.  The risk of falling off on to the floor was significantly less on the double bed than it had been when we were on the couch.

I don't know if it was by habit or if by gentle direction but once Alice was starting to get worked up with all of our kissing and roving hands, I found my self moving down her body.  I could see her nipples pushing against the satin so I started to lick then through the material.  As I kissed and licked one, I would gently brush the material over the other with one of my hands.  Feeling them get hard, taking my time on them.  There was no rushing this evening, plenty of time to make sure that my wife was slowly building up her arousal.

I slowly worked my way down to between her legs and slowly rubbed the satin that was covering her legs and stockings.  Regular readers will know that stockings are my kryptonite, so feeling them and rubbing my wife's nylon covered legs was making my tight caged confinement even tighter and more uncomfortable - but in a really good way.  (last statement will seem really odd, unless you have spent an extended period in chastity and or get turned on by being teased and confined, it's difficult to explain but having chatted with other chastity wearers they have similar feelings - Yes seems odd but it just works, trust me on this!) 

From stroking her legs I pushed the chemise up and then started to kiss the tops of her stockings and her thighs, while doing this I eased her panties down so that I could then kiss and lick my way up to her lovely sex.  I love giving Alice, my Mistress and wife, oral pleasure, to slowly work my tongue around her pussy is divine and to work her towards an orgasm is a fantastic feeling, especially as you listen to the changes in her breathing, the changes in her body and if she has her hands on my head to feel the pressure applied and released and then reapplied to push my face into her pussy, absolutely delightful! To worship her and bring her to orgasm...well I'm a very lucky submissive.

Madam released me from her thighs once she had calmed down, I move up to cuddle her and to hold her as she got her breath back. 

She told me to take my PJ bottoms and the knickers off and to get her strap on.  I duly complied.  I was told to come back onto the bed and to lie on my side facing the wardrobe with the Mirrors on the door.  Madam adjusted the Strap on and once she was happy she applied some lube to my sissy hole and also to the shaft of the strap on.

what was under the PJ jacket and trousers

I was told to get comfortable and adjust the pillows, Madam did the same and then wriggled in behind me and eased the dildo into me.  Everything was very slow and comfortable, nice and gentle.  Once she was fully in me she started to kiss my neck and rub her hand over my stocking covered legs and the satin of the PJ jacket.

I was told to keep watching the mirror, as she very gently fucked me. She had one hand free to wander across me and the other supported her. The one place that her hand never went was anywhere near my caged clit. 

All through this Alice was whispering into my ear, telling me how much she loved me, how special I was.  She made it clear that if I started to feel that I was going to cum (dripping was fine but no assgasm!) then I must tell her.  Twice during the evening I almost reached an orgasm as she fucked me and whispered love  and dirty talk into my ear.  This was one of the most erotic and frustrating edging sessions I've ever endured, but I would do it again! (I haven't been milked or allowed to use my dildos for nearly 6 weeks now so this fucking/ love making was very frustrating - I'm normally milked every 2 weeks if I haven't cum from being fucked). Each time I told her that I was about to cum, she would slow to a stop, focus on kissing me, bite my ear, rub my legs, enough to keep me aroused but enough to allow the feelings inside to subside and then she would start again very slowly. 

The pace was very pedestrian, and we were coupled like that for just over an hour.  The thing that made us stop was actually that Alice's other arm was starting to go dead and becoming uncomfortable 😆😆. Alice withdrew from me and I rolled onto my back while she straddled me and I watched her trying not to chuckle as she worked feeling back into her arm!  I sat up and held her close and kissed her.  

That had been a very special valentine's fucking.  While I was incredibly frustrated it was totally fantastic, I'm not sure how to better explain it.

We kissed and cuddled for a bit and then I helped to take the strap on off her and we got into the bed and spent the night cuddled together.

In the morning I woke at my usual time and went to sneak out of the bed so that I could get dressed and prepare Madam's breakfast.  Alice caught my hand and told me - her husband - to get back into the bed and keep her warm until her alarm went off, it would appear that the maid was getting a late start.  When the alarm went off we were both up and Alice told me to join her in the shower.  As much as we would have loved to have spent longer in the shower together, Alice had to go to work so when she got out the shower I quickly dried myself, wrapped a towel around myself and went down to the kitchen to make some coffee for her and put it in a travel mug for her to drink on the way to work.

I met her at the bottom of the stairs, with just the towel on and handed her the mug.  she put on her jacket and then gave me a very passionate french kiss. Just as she went to leave she pulled at my towel, pulling it off me and stepped out the door.  Her leaving comment as I stood naked in the door  was "Make sure to stay there to wave me off Dear!" She then through the towel out onto the grass on the other side of her car.  

So I stood naked at the open door of our house waving Madam off to work, as she drove out passed the gate and as she waited to turn into the road as a couple of cars came passed.  I kept waving until she pulled into the road and disappeared down the lane.  I have no idea if any of the passing cars saw a naked bloke waving his wife off to work that morning or a naked person wandering out in the front garden to collect a discarded bath towel!

I worship my Madam Alice

I started this post by saying that I don't normally have valentine's day/ evening with Alice or Madam, well I'll be honest this valentine's day made up for it. I think I spent the rest of the day with quite a spring in my step.

billie 💋💋💋