Road Trip Ch. 03
Date: 16.09.2007
Keywords: Trip, Ch., Road, 03,
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*Day 3: Florida Frolic*
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When I awoke I was alone. I heard voices from out on the porch, so I pulled on my jeans, and stepped out to see what was going on.
DD and Ana-Maria were chatting amiably, setting out brunch from rattan trays, stacked high with steel covered plates. Ana-Maria squealed and jumped in my arms. She gave me a big kiss, then pushed me away.
"You are ripe. No breakfast for you until you shower." She turned back to the food she was laying out. "And you better hurry 'cause I'm starving."
DD stepped over and pulled my face down to hers. She gave me a tender kiss. "Good morning sleepy head. Hurry up." Then she pushed me away as well.
I took the hint and ducked back for a quick shower, not even shaving. I was back outside within 5 minutes, wearing boxers and my Jimmy Buffet tour T-shirt. I was going to have to do laundry; I'd run through about 8 shirts in the last 3 days, between the dancing, young ladies wearing them, and morning and evening dress.
The girls were seated, their plates full, and they weren't waiting. I took the open seat between them, and filled my plate with the souffle and some sausages.
"How did you get breakfast served at this hour?" I asked between bites.
"Turns out the 'Romance Package' comes with breakfast in bed, up until Noon. We made it by 10 minutes." DD answered.
The girls ate like starved lumberjacks, and I managed to keep pace. We ate everything present, down to the last crumb.
"So what's the plan," DD asked, between bites.
"I'm headed to my friends place near Ft. Walton Beach. I haven't seen him in years, and we were going to catch up on old times. He's the co-owner of a restaurant/bar there, and I've never even seen it. He's also got a place on the water, and I was going to spend the night there.
"If you guys would like to join me, I'll give him a call, and we can all stay at his place. I'm sure he'd be happy to have the company."
"As long as he's Ok with it, it sounds great to me. Although if I keep letting you feed me, I'm going to be big as a house." DD leaned back and tried to push out her belly, as if she had more than a few ounces of fat on her anywhere.
"Well as long as we keep up the workouts, I don't think you have to worry about that." I teased.
"I think it's a great idea," Ana-Maria chimed in, "although I'll miss this place. The cottage is so pretty, and I had such a good time last night dancing and everything."
"Ditto, especially the everything," DD added.
"Then I think I'll go in and make the call."
With the girls approval I made the call and set things up with Mike. As accommodating as ever, he opened his home to us, and said he was looking forward to the visit. The girls even got in on the call and made their introductions over the phone.
After settling the bill, I took one last look around the place, thinking to myself that this place would hold a special place among all my memories, after last night's incredible activities.
Ana-Maria was in the Porsche, when I came out after one last scan of the place for anything forgotten, and we left shortly after, leaving behind memories I'd cherish for a lifetime.
The drive was pretty uneventful, no blow-jobs on the road, just a lot of congenial talk, and some teasing reminders of what had been and what was to come (and who was to come.)
After lunch, DD asked if she could drive the Porsche, and I acquiesced. She was a good driver, hell, probably better than me, but she had a bit of a lead foot, not realizing how fast she was going half the time. No harm, no foul; we weren't stopped by the police or anything, so I guess it wasn't a problem.
At the next gas stop, the girls surprised me by asking if they could drive together for a while, in the 944 no less. I agreed, a bit reluctantly if the truth be told, but insisted we stop in about an hour, when we'd be heading to the beaches, so I could lead the way into town and to the bar.
I had a good hour to think about what was going to happen that night, and how I'd share my attention between the girls. Mike, I'm sure would be willing to help, in any way he could. The only decision I could come to was that I'd play off the girls reactions, and if either of them seemed taken with Mike at all, I'd encourage that reaction, and be happy with the other. Of course I hadn't counted on Mike's ingenuity, but more on that later.
I wasn't even certain who I wanted to be with. Ana-Maria was so fun and willing to try anything, so cheerful, and so undemanding. She was very pretty, with an incredible sexy body, and an incredible lay. Oh yeah, and she let me fuck her ass. DD was stunning and could be great to be with, but I wasn't sure which DD would be there tonight. I was hoping that the change in her last night was a transition, and not an aberration. She was great in the bed, but hardly better than Ana-Maria, and certainly not as innovative or abiding. But there was something about her that made my blood boil - in a good way.
When we switched cars, just outside of town, the girls surprised me again by both of them getting in the Escort. I almost felt like they were up to something, concocting some plan that I wasn't supposed to be privy too. I didn't mind, but I was just a little surprised.
I found the place we were looking for, Fudpuckers, on the first pass. It was hard to miss, with a huge sign proclaiming Fudpuckers Oral Delights. The parking lot was about 1/2 full, so we pulled in around the side, and went inside to look for Mike.
The girls were a bit concerned that they didn't have a chance to clean up, but I assured them we were just here to hook up with Mike, before we went to his place so we could settle in, change, and come back out for some fun.
I hadn't seen Mike in a while, but he looked great. Better than he ever looked in high-school. Mike's about 6 feet tall, just a bit shorter than me, with blonde curly hair, contrasting my dark brown curly hair. We'd always been best friends, living near each other, before I moved overseas.
I introduced the girls, and Mike immediately turned over the place to the night manager, and insisted we go back to his place to clean up. He offered to drive with DD in the Escort, while Ana-Maria rode with me.
"You never told me your friend was so good looking," Ana-Maria teased.
"I don't need the competition."
"He seems nice."
"He's great. It's funny, I may not see him for years, but whenever we're together it's like we were never apart, it's best friends all over again. I can always depend on Mike."
His place was about a 10 minute drive away from the city, to a large building right on the water. Obviously, Mike was doing well. We parked in his covered carport, in front of a three car garage, and we came in through the back. His house was immaculate, with a huge eat in kitchen we walked through to get to a large open hallway, which extended up two stories and opened onto several different rooms.
"I should have gotten into the bar business," I kidded, looking around the place with open admiration.
"There's still time. We're opening a third pretty soon: Panama City Beach."
"As tempting as it sounds, I think I've got to give the whole high-tech entrepreneur thing another go. If I stumble again, I may just take you up on it."
"Ok, just let me know. In the meantime, let me show you to your rooms."
He escorted us down the hall. We each had our own room. The girls shared a Jack-and-Jill bathroom, while I had my own. DD's room had a queen sized bed, Ana-Maria had two doubles, and I had a king. The rooms were all nearly as large as my last master bedroom.
Just as we were being shown the last room, a cute blonde came skipping down the stairs.
"Who're the guests, Mikey?" she asked, looking us over.
"The big guy is Steve, don't believe anything he might say about me. We've been best friends for years, and he knows where the skeletons are. Deirdre and Ana-Maria are friends of his. They're just in for a few days. Guys, this is Angela."
"I've known you for three years and I've never seen him, how can he be your best friend?" Angela shot back.
"Because he never asks questions, he's just there when I need him. Not like some people who always ask questions, and are always underfoot when they're least needed," he teased.
"You don't mean that do you?" she pouted.
"Of course not. Steve, Angela works with me, and is between places so she's staying here a while as well," He explained.
"And so are Jeremy and Michelle. Mike is the greatest! Whenever anyone gets stuck he's always there to help. You just gotta love him." She ran over and gave him a big hug and kiss. "I've gotta run, I'm on at 9:00, and the boss will kill me if I'm late again." Her big smile, sparkling eyes and cute dimples made her look like the embodiment of cuteness.
"C'mon Steve, let's get the cars unloaded while the girls clean up. You can shower after the manual labor, while I prepare some early evening libations."
The girls volunteered to help us but he shooed them back to their rooms. "If you want, you can use my shower. That way you won't have to take turns."
The girls disappeared in the back of the house, while Mike and I unloaded several bags. Once they were stowed he followed me to my room where we continued our conversation while I showered and cleaned up, and I let him in on the nature of my intimacy with the two lovelies I'd brought with me.
"So anyone special in your life this week?" I asked.
"Not particularly, although you'll meet a couple of close friends tonight. We're going to have a blast. But for now I'm going to go make us a couple of drinks to get the evening rolling." He walked out while I decided on what to wear that evening. I really needed to do some wash.
It was almost as if Mike read my mind. "Hey, tell the girls that anything they need washed to just toss outside in the hallway. I'll have Maria wash in the morning."
I tossed on some khakis and a Mickey Mouse polo shirt. I then peeked in on the girls and enjoyed the view of the half-dressed beauties while I shared the laundry news with them.
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Keywords: Trip, Ch., Road, 03,