The Pretty Brunette has been an important part of my Owner’slife for over 5 years. So that means she was an important part of my life as well.

After battling cancer for the last two years, she finally lost her fight and went peacefully in her sleep. Last weekend we flew to Cincinnati in order to attend her celebration of life.

Long-time readers will remember Jason. He is the nephew of my first Dom/Boss. I was also his first blow job and first anal sex toy. He lives close to Cincinnati and works, like His uncle, in the hospitality field. He arranged for us to stay at a local hotel.

It was only for two days, but we had arranged for him to join us on the day of the celebration. Master-Sir and I had discussed the issue of me being “there”. We figured most of the family knew about Him, but how would you explain me? So Jason agreed to be my chaperon and show me the sights while Master-Sir went to the event. She never wanted a funeral, she wanted her life to be celebrated.

The first night there, we were having dinner in the hotel restaurant with Jason, as well as The Pretty Brunette’s sister, The Pretty Blonde. We were later joined by Diane. Apparently, she was a former roommate, sometime lover.

The dinner conversation did not go exactly as one would imagine. Being that this was an event for the family and friends to remember a person in their life.

When Master-Sir explained that I would not attend the celebration, both the sister and the roommate loudly objected. Telling us that I was a part of her life and as such, many people there would be expecting to meet this mysterious woman. The boyfriend? No problem. But they heard stories about his wife and they wanted to meet her.

The Pretty Brunette told them stories about me? The sister, having visited Las Vegas and stayed with us on several occasions, let others know that the mysterious boyfriend was married and the wife was ok with it…

I found it funny that Diane, the roommate/lover had always been a bit jealous of what she knew about me. For whatever reason, I had never met her. She was always gone when I was there. According to her, The Pretty Brunnette would talk about how I could worship her pussy until she fell asleep. Something Diane could never do.

After dinner, Master-Sir wanted to spend some time in the bar to catch up on college basketball. Letting Jason take me back to the room and use me. His wife hates anal sex and I always loved when He would use me there.

It felt nice to be back on my knees with my ass there for rHim. Its been a long time since anyone has used me for sex. Master-Sir has been in a deep depression the last couple of months as she started to lose her battle.

My usual stable of men wanting to use me have been busy with their own lives, so they would use me for a quick blowjob, nothing more. Even my Boss/Dom has been out of the loop for a while.

So having my friend Jason, wanting to use my holes was a pleasure. To feel Him inside me, talking nice to me and not being too rough on me. It was all a wonderful experience. When He came inside me, I was not wanting to pull out. I wanted Him to stay there and let me enjoy the warmth of His cum and the fullness of His cock. But I knew I needed to let Him go. I needed to suck His cock clean, thank Him, then get Him dressed and send Him back home to the wife.

The celebration was a wonderful experience. We heard some wonderful stories from many different people. She touched a lot of lives in her short time on this planet and I felt very honored to know that even begin the slave to her boyfriend, she thought very kindly of me and even told some people about me. Me, being the wife to her boyfriend. Thankfully not much beyond that!

Master-Sir actually slept the entire flight home. I mean from the time we got into our seats until the plane landed in Las Vegas. He had not slept that well in weeks and I was so happy to see Him do that. I knew now that He had come to peace with what all had happened and that she will always be in His heart. He was ready now to rejoin life.

Never forget, tomorrow is never guaranteed. Say “I love you” to your special someone as often as you can…