Chapter Six

The Next Step

 

Amber likes Matt. The dates and the now the sex, has been terrific, but she still is not ready to get more serious with him. She worries she is running out of time and cannot afford to make another mistake. She does intend to see him more. Even though he has been special, she wants to move slowly and carefully.

Amber talks to Kelly about it. “I wish I were sure about him, I just don’t know.”

“It’s fine being cautious. I think you should enjoy the time with Matt and get to know him better. He seems nice…you don’t want to scare him off.”

Amber admits, “He is a nice guy.”

“He might be the one you are looking for, I know you are freaked out about him being a firefighter…but give it a chance.”

Kelly tells Amber about her old high school boyfriend. She normally does not talk about him. They had been girlfriend-boyfriend, off and on from the time she was eleven. It ended when he went off to college, when she was eighteen. He was her first lover. He took her to the prom and they went out every week the last year they were together.

“Amber, I want you to hear this story because he was a guy I cared for and he got away.”

Kelly tells her they had broken up several times over the years. She had even given back their going steady ring. They still saw each other and continued to be sexually active most of the last year, before he went to college in Los Angeles. She only saw him a few times after he went to college, and she was never intimate with him again.

“I tell you this story so you will not make a mistake and let the man of your dreams become the man of your nightmares.”

“What happened to him?”

“When he went off to college in Los Angeles, he met a girl, married her, and moved to North Carolina. I have not seen him in over 15 years.” Kelly still thinks of him often and tries not to get mushy in front of Amber.

They talk a little more about guys. Amber feels a little better about Matt but also feels sorry for Kelly.

 

***

 

Matt and Amber have been chatting on email daily since she had dinner at his place. He has also called her on the phone a couple of times. Then he calls and invites her to a big Fourth of July celebration in the Napa wine country. “This is only a day trip, Amber. I have to work the next morning.”

The Napa, Sonoma wine country is only an hour and a half drive. It is an easy day trip through the vineyard covered hills on the backside of the Coastal Mountains of California. The area is dotted with dozens of wineries, hundreds of restaurants, and plenty of places to drink a glass of wine. Many of the wineries offer tours and wine tasting. The Fourth of July celebration includes a parade down Main Street in the afternoon and a large fireworks display at night.

“It sounds like an interesting outing, I would love to go.”

“I’ll pick you up that morning, and we can get breakfast on the way up. That will give us time to hit a couple wineries before the afternoon parade. Wear something patriotic, you know red, white, and blue, or stars and stripes.” They work out the details on time and other stuff to bring.

He arrives right on time, as usual, at her house the morning of the Fourth. They stop for a quick breakfast at the Dove coffee shop in Vacaville. It is a family restaurant right on the freeway. They get to the winery area by 10:30 a.m. They drive down the main highway looking at the different wineries. They pick one, tour the gift shop, and taste a few of their wines. Matt buys a bottle of the wine they liked the best. They work their way down the road checking out a couple more wineries and tasting their offerings.

It is almost noon, when they get to a larger winery offering a tour of the place. They join the next tour that is almost ready to start. The tour starts in a darkened room featuring a slide show of how wine is produced. Amber and Matt are standing near the back wall watching the show; Matt has his arm around her. As the show proceeds, she feels Matt’s hand touch her ass and softly rub her butt cheeks through her jeans. No one can see them, and Amber moves her hand to the front of his pants directly over his cock. They enjoy the show, while feeling each other up as if they were a couple of teenagers. Before the lights come back on, Matt is hard and Amber is wet. Matt holds her hand throughout the rest of the tour.

After the tour, they enter the wine tasting and sales area. Matt sticks with water at this place…he is going to have to drive. Amber does try a couple of wines and they buy the one she likes the best.

They make it back to town in time to get a sandwich before the big parade. Matt brings a blanket from his truck, and spreads it out on the curb for them to sit—watching the parade. The parade features local high school bands, several military groups, and a wide range of floats. The floats feature the local boy scouts, clubs, dance organizations, and other groups. It is small town fun—ideal for the Fourth of July. The music is pure patriotic with American flags and red, white, and blue everywhere. A military color guard comes by with a band playing America the Beautiful. People are standing up, applauding, and mouthing the words to the song. Matt and Amber are on their feet. Amber notices Matt is getting a little choked up with it all. He has a small, little tear he brushes away quickly, before anyone can see it.

When the parade ends, they walk holding hands the couple of blocks to the main park. Here they have all the old-fashioned games and contests. There are foot races, pie and watermelon eating contests, and even a greased pig, kids are trying to catch. It was like going back in time to the good old days.

They have been nibbling on food most of the day. The wineries had cheese and crackers, and they had a sandwich for lunch. They decide on a light dinner at a small local restaurant. It is simple and perfect for the evening. They are sorry it is only a day trip. They would both have enjoyed spending the night together in a hotel. It would have been a first for them, but that first will have to wait.

They plan to stay for the fireworks show and then are going to need to head home. The fireworks starts at 9:00 p.m. Matt had gotten information on places to watch the show. He thought the best was up on the side of the hills above the town. He was told you could pull off the road and get a bird’s eye view from the hillside. He likes that, when it is over they can make a hasty return home.

They head up the hill about 8:30 and find a place to park. It is enough room for Matt’s truck with a fantastic view right out the front window. The sun is down and the area is getting darker. They scoot together in the middle of the front seat. Matt brought a CD of patriotic music, which he puts into the trucks player. They snuggle and kiss while listening to the music and waiting for the fireworks to start. Amber has been rubbing Matt’s cock through his pants and he has been touching her titties.

By the time the fireworks starts, Amber has Matt’s cock and balls out and softly touches them. The boom of the rockets and the music, along with the fireworks, thrill them both. She begins stroking him, keeping time with the music. He is hard and aroused. The fireworks are building to the final rocketing climax and Matt is building to a climax of his own. Amber has kept him on the edge of coming, and she strokes him off as the final rockets soar. He shoots his cum with the music blaring and the rockets’ red glare.

It is almost midnight, when Matt drops Amber off, back at home. They had a full day and are totally beat. At her door, they embrace and kiss goodnight. They are both thinking they are going to need to have a naughty session, on their next date.

 

***

 

Amber and Kelly have a productive month at work. They sold two houses and listed three others. It helps that Amber is on summer break and only taking one class. With work, hitting the gym routinely, and dates with Matt, she has a full schedule.

Darren at the gym, no longer gives her personalized instructions at the start of her work out. She has seen him there giving her a smile. She has not pursued anything with him again. She is not officially in an exclusive relationship with Matt, but it seems like it. Amber is busy, but happy with the way most of her life is going.

After the great time they had in the Napa wine country, Matt is hoping to take Amber on an overnight trip next. He wants an unrushed time with her in a romantic setting. A place they can make love and then cuddle together the rest of the night. He decides on San Francisco. It is a world-class city with numerous top restaurants and plenty to see and do. It is also an easy drive for them. Matt gets all the details set before springing it on Amber.

He calls her. “Amber, I have been thinking we should do something different.”

“Different, in what way?”

“Well, the way it is different is that it involves a nice city and a nice hotel. I want to take you to San Francisco, show you the sights, treat you to a nice dinner, and spend the night with you cuddling in a nice bed, in a nice hotel room.”

“Sounds nice.” Amber knows this is a big step forward in their relationship. She wants to have sex with Matt again, and she has fantasized about spending the night with him. They pick a day and Matt makes all the plans.

 

***

 

An overnight trip opens them up to some new experiences and more intimate interaction. She is a little nervous about it. Sharing a room not only means closeness and cuddling, but also using the bathroom, him seeing her first thing in the morning, morning breath, and any other potentially embarrassing situation. She worries about it some, but thinks the time together is well worth any little inconvenience they might encounter.

Amber packs her vibrator, an extension cord, lube, sexy lingerie, and a sheer cover-up instead of a robe. After the terrific time they had in the wine country, she figures they are going to make good use of the nice bed in the nice hotel room.

When they get to San Francisco, they head to the hotel first to check in. Matt can leave his truck in the hotel parking lot. San Francisco is notorious for lousy parking and Matt plans to walk, take a taxi, or use the cable car. Their hotel is within walking distance to the Fisherman’s Wharf area. This includes a number of sights and restaurants along the waterfront of San Francisco Bay. Pier 39 is at one end of the area and Ghirardelli Square is on the other. The old Fisherman’s Wharf is in between.

They walk to Pier 39 first. Their plan is to start at the far end and work their way west toward Ghirardelli Square. From there, they can catch the cable car or a taxi to explore more. Pier 39 is on the newer side as far as the waterfront is concerned. It is a shopping center out on pilings in the water. It is full of shops and plenty of restaurants. Matt and Amber stop in at a little bar. They have a glass of wine with a view of the bay, Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz, and Angel’s Island. It is spectacular and beautiful.

They are hungry and ready for lunch, but Matt wants to take her to the old Fisherman’s Wharf for crab cocktails and San Francisco Sourdough Bread. The old wharf is about half way back to Ghirardelli. This wharf goes back many years. Here is where the fishing boats used to be based, bringing in crab and seafood from the nearby Pacific Ocean. Many boats are still based here. The wharf is much older than Pier 39, and it is filled with numerous restaurant, bars, and shops.

In crab season, live crab are brought here and cooked in large pots, right on the wharf. Crab season is not during the summer months, so they have to settle for previously frozen. It is still delicious. Accompanied with sourdough bread and cold beer, it is a gourmet delight.

They finally get to Ghirardelli Square late in the afternoon. This is an entire city block that used to be the Ghirardelli Chocolate factory. Now it is a shopping mall with a big chocolate store. The cable car has its turn around on the west end of the square. Matt and Amber catch the cable car and ride up the hill. He wants to take her for coffee at the Buena Dia Restaurant. They are known for their Irish Coffee. Then it is back down the hill to freshen up at the hotel before dinner.

As soon as they get in the hotel room, they are all over each other. They start with hugging and kissing, but soon move to touching and fondling. There had not been any opportunities to play fool around during the day, and they have had pent up desires since the Napa trip.

Matt takes off her top and touches her titties first, then lowers her jeans exposing her satin panties…she wore especially for this. It is her turn, and she pulls off his t-shirt, and then moves her fingers to unbuckle his belt. Next, it is the top button of his pants. Amber loves this part. Matt’s rippled tummy is right above the button and his cock is hidden below. She lowers his zipper. He is wearing dark blue, designer underwear. They are the kind with the longer legs and are very tight. There is not enough room in them for his now hard cock. Amber feels him through the fabric. She straightens his cock to give it a little more room, until she finally takes them off altogether.

She slips off her satin panties, and they are both naked. They are horny and both want his cock in her as soon as possible. He lays her on the bed, moves between her spread legs, lubes his cock right in front of her, and slides the head of it into her. She moans at the first touch of his cock to her pussy. She wiggles to get more of it. Matt begins the in and out motion that will take his cock deeper and deeper into her body. They both moan with the rhythmic strokes that bury Matt’s cock to his balls each time. Amber has been rubbing her clit while he fucks her, and she is the first to come. She arches her head and moans loudly. Her throbbing pussy contracts around his cock, pushing him to join her in orgasmic convulsions. He shoots his cum deep into her pussy in spurt after spurt.

Matt is on top of her…his cock still in her. His cock stays hard for a while, before slowly returning to its normal self. They rest and nap half an hour before being able to return to the regular world. They shower and get ready for dinner. They still have the entire evening ahead of them.

 

***

 

Matt has not made a dinner reservation; he plans instead to roam the streets in the North Beach area, checking out restaurants and menus. It is too far to walk; they get a taxi to take them to Broadway in the center of North Beach. The sun is down and the entire area is alive with people. There are bright lights everywhere on restaurants, bars, and strip clubs. This is a famous San Francisco location.

They go into the first bar they find and get a drink. Amber has a glass of wine and Matt has a beer—their normal choices. Next, they walk the streets checking out the menus posted in front of the restaurants. Many of the restaurants in the area are Italian. Matt asks, “How does Italian food sound?”

“Perfect, you have any ideas on a restaurant?” Amber is overwhelmed with the number of places to consider.

“I have eaten here a couple of times, and they were all good. They are mostly family style places.” After looking at a dozen or so menus, Matt guides her back to one on the side street a block from Broadway. It is not a big place, and looks to be a small family business. Definitely not fancy, but the smell of the food is delicious. Amber and Matt check in with the woman taking names. They are told it will only be a few minutes. In the entry area to the restaurant are displays of signed baseballs. There are racks and racks of them. There must be a hundred. Many were signed by baseball stars of years past. Matt checks them out while they wait for their table.

They are led to the dining room. There are rows of tables and booths around the outside of the room. It is not fancy; Matt hopes he did not pick the wrong place. He feels better, as the place is almost packed with people. They are seated at a table for four but are alone. Other larger tables have mixed groups with different people sharing a table. This is not your run-of-the-mill Italian restaurant.

The tables are plain wood that has been polished over the years. A man comes up to their table. “Would you like a tablecloth?”

“Yes please!” Matt figures he needs to impress Amber a little after their first impression of the place. The waiter signals the bus boy and removes the few items that are on their table. The bus boy shows up with a big roll of butcher paper. He sets it on the next table and rips off about five feet of it for Matt and Amber’s table. He covers the plain wood with the butcher paper tablecloth, and replaces the utensils, napkins, and the rest of the stuff.

Amber has to smile. “Did you order a tablecloth the last time you were up here?”

“This is a first, I wanted to impress you. Maybe I could have done better if I spoke Italian.”

“You impressed me all right. I would never have been able to find a place like this.”

Matt signals the waiter and requests a menu.

“Sir, we do not need a menu.”

“There was one out front,” Matt adds.

“That is our general menu. All our dinners come family style, with an anti-pasta dish, minestrone soup, tossed salad, bread, and ice cream after. The main course is listed there.” He points to a hand lettered sign with eight items…high up on the wall. If the food did not smell so yummy and the place so full of people, Matt might have grabbed Amber and left right then.

“This is fun Matt!” Amber interrupts his thought. “This place is obviously different and by the looks of all the people, very popular.” She asks the waiter to bring them a bottle of Chianti. They read the main course selections from the sign on the wall. The items are mostly different kinds of pasta with a choice of sauces. They do have lasagna and veal marsala, but they settle on traditional spaghetti and raviolis.

The wine, bread and butter are soon on the table. The wine is served in a pitcher; it is dark and delicious. Matt comments, “The wine is probably made by an old Italian woman stomping on grapes behind the restaurant.”

Matt and Amber chat, laugh, and enjoy the food. The minestrone soup was the best either of them had ever tasted. While eating their entrée, the chef comes by to check on the meal. He is pleasant and about 50 pounds overweight. There is spaghetti sauce, splatter here and there on his white outfit. He is the kind of person you would want to spend time drinking wine with.

By the time they get their ice cream dessert, they are stuffed. It was a wonderful meal as well as an unexpected adventure. They were made to feel as if they were family. Matt made a mental note to remember this place and hoped he would bring Amber here again. As they left, the waiter and even the bus boy came up to them and thanked them.

After dinner, they stroll a few streets checking out the entertainment. This is an area of strip clubs and adult shows. The strip joints are intermixed with the restaurants and bars. Many of the strip clubs feature totally nude dancers. There are a couple larger, more famous establishments, but also sleazier sex shows here and there. Matt and Amber chat while they walk the streets. They are not really looking for any place in particular, to see a show. They stop at a smaller place with a sign out front advertising fully nude dancers, with no cover charge and no drinks to buy. The place catches their eye, and they look at the pictures of the scantly clothed performers in the window. Matt and Amber see a few couples going in and out, along with single guys. They figure this place might be worth checking out.

“Are you feeling adventuresome?” Matt asks with his little smile.

“I was planning to seduce you again when we got back to the hotel. Looking at naked women would fit right into that plan.” Amber smiles too.

Once inside, they find the place to be clean and nicely decorated. The lights are dim, but they can see a number of small rooms where customers can enter and watch porn in a private little booth–with locking doors. Matt buys some tokens for the machines from the cashier.

“The cashier says the booths with the live girls are at the end of the hall.”

They walk down the hall to an area with several doors. They look in one and find a small bench to sit on, a machine for the tokens, and a glass window. A dark screen covers the window. They get settled on the bench seat, and Matt puts the first token into the machine. The cover for the glass slowly goes up. Inside is a well-lighted area of about ten feet by twelve feet with four completely bare ass females. There are a few props in the decorated room. The girls are all attractive, all have nice bodies, and all have store bought tits.

The girls are doing slow dance moves to the music. When one of the window screens opens on one of the booths, a girl moves closer to that window. One of the girls comes to the window where Amber and Matt are watching. She makes sure they can see her titties and ass. After a short time, the cover for the window begins to lower, prompting Matt to put in another token. As more tokens are put into the machine, the girls become friendlier, showing more and more of their bodies. After about the third token one of the girls comes over to the window, turns around, bends over, and shows them her pussy and asshole up close.

The girls take turns at the different windows. Finally, after several tokens, one of them comes over to Amber and Matt’s window, places her foot above the window, and aims her pussy right at the glass. She is only about a foot away. They can see every fold of her pussy lips. Matt feels Amber’s hand on his hard cock.

“I was checking to see if you liked the show.” She has a little smile again.

Back out on the street they are looking for a taxi to get back to the hotel. “You know I liked the show, how about you Amber? Was it too wild for you?”

“Not too wild for me, I have been living with Kelly two years, and I’m used to pretty women without much clothes.”

“You get to see Kelly naked? That’s hot! Have you ever been curious about girls playing with girls?”

“I am a little more than curious,” she says with a mischievous smile.

“More than curious? You have played with another girl?”

“Only with Kelly, she is my best friend. It seemed natural.”

“Did you lick her?”

Amber does not answer right away. She smiles with her head down sheepishly looking at him, and then sticks the tip of her tongue out in a simulated licking motion. “Maybe a little.”

Matt moves to her and gives her a big hug. “I feel special you’re comfortable enough to tell me about it.”

They are both so horny from the girlie show and chatting about girls licking pussy, they cannot get back to their room fast enough. They find a cab and fondle each other in the back seat on the way. It is dark enough in the back seat of the taxi for Amber to lift the bottom of her dress up above her panties. “Feel my panties!”

Matt does as he is told, finding them soaking wet. “You must have enjoyed the bare girls too.”

“That is not just my pussy juices, your cum has been dripping out since you shot it up there before dinner.” Matt tries to think of a way he can fuck her in the back seat of the taxi, but there is no way.

At the hotel, they almost run to the room. They strip off their clothes as fast as they can and jump onto the bed. They embrace one another on the bed, as they kiss. Their hands are on each other. Matt moves to kissing her nipples, licking each one on the way to her belly button. He licks there for only a few seconds before moving lower. Amber moans and spreads her legs for him. Matt has not made love to her pussy with his tongue yet, and Amber cannot wait to feel him there. Matt begins with licking around her pussy lips…does not touch them directly. He ever so softly lets his tongue brush over the lips. It is so soft that Amber is not sure he has actually licked her there. The next time he passes over her pussy his tongue presses a little firmer.

Matt settles in between her legs, begins to lick her pussy lips, and slips his tongue between them. He tastes her pussy’s wetness for the first time. There is no place on this planet, Matt would rather be…right here between her legs. He licks her pussy and probes with his tongue. He cannot get enough of her. Amber quivers, as her pussy responds to Matt’s tongue with the contractions of her orgasm.

Matt backs off from her pussy to let her recover. She sits up. “It’s your turn Matt, let’s change places.” Matt takes the place on the bed, and Amber slides between his legs with his hard cock right in her face. She takes his cock into her mouth and moves her moist lips up and down his shaft. Amber grasps his balls, as she sucks his cock. He is rock hard. This is the first time they have enjoyed licking and sucking, but she is ready for his hard cock inside of her.

She moves up and straddles his cock. She looks right at him. Her pussy is so wet they need no lube. Amber lowers herself onto him. A few short strokes and his cock is in her. She rides him up and down until his entire cock is buried up her pussy. She has all of him.

“Amber, I cannot take much more, I’m going to come.”

“I want you to come on my titties. I want to watch you jack off and stroke your cock until you cannot hold back any longer.”

Amber slides off his cock and they swap positions. She is on her back, and he is kneeling alongside her titties. She begins masturbating her wet pussy and clit, while he begins stroking his cock right in front of her. They are both on the edge of coming from the erotic evening and the fantastic sex.

Matt is breathing hard and stroking, his head is back, and his cock is only inches from her nipple. Amber wishes the room had more light. She would enjoy watching him jack off. He begins to shoot cum in long spurts onto her titties. Amber is close to coming also. She massages his cum into her titties with one hand, while her other hand is busy making her pussy come in strong waves of pleasure.

After, they cuddle on the bed enjoying the closeness of each other. Matt asks, “Have you ever been to Mendocino, way up on the California north coast.”

“I haven’t been north of Dillon Beach.” (Dillon Beach is about 70 miles north of San Francisco, near Bodega Bay.)

“Amber, you would love it. It’s a gorgeous coastline with rugged cliffs, beaches, and cute small towns. The town of Mendocino is a picture post-card community right on the water. In fact, Mendocino was used in the TV show ‘Murder She Wrote,’ as the fictional town in the show. The pictures in the beginning credits of the show were actually taken in Mendocino.” Matt realizes he is rambling a bit in his enthusiasm for the town. “Let’s go up there sometime?”

“You make it sound wonderful; how do you know so much about it?”

“I used to go up there several times a year with my fire department buddies…diving for abalone.” After a short pause, “I have a long weekend off at the end of the month, can I take you there?”

“I can check my schedule when I get home and let you know.” Amber already knows she is open that weekend, but she wants to think about it and talk to Kelly. It does sound like a nice trip. She is hesitant and wants to drag her feet a little; she does not want to seem too eager. In the back of her mind, this is still just fun and games. It is great fun and great games but not a full relationship with him.

They are tired and happy. It has been a full day. Amber is thinking, he fucked my brains out. Matt is thinking, she fucked my brains out.

They sleep in the following morning and snuggle in bed before Amber gets up to make them a cup of coffee. She serves Matt his morning coffee in bed. He squeezes her titties gently as a reward for the excellent coffee service. They drink their first cup of coffee in bed, chatting about the night before.

They shower, get breakfast at a small coffee shop near the hotel, and leave to return home. Their first overnight trip is behind them, but the closeness remains in their minds on the drive home.

 

***

 

Kelly is still trying to find guys on the internet. She has pretty much given up on Ralphslist but still checks profiles on the other sites. She has not hooked up with anyone since she and Wendy watched the guy jack off in the bathtub. Kelly has decided to try a couple of the big match making websites. She should have tried this before, but it entails the completion of a long questionnaire about herself, and what she is looking for. Kelly spends a lot of time on the questionnaire. She thinks this is probably her best chance of finding a quality guy online.

About a week after submitting her questionnaire, she receives an email back from one of the matchmaking website. She gets a list of five men the site’s computer thinks are the best match for her. It supplies names, profile information, and email addresses. She can look them over, and contact any she is interested in getting to know better. The five names are listed in order with the top name being the best match. If Kelly does not like any of these men, she can let the site know, and they will supply the next five names.

She looks at the guy’s profile in the number one position. His name is John. He is 33 years old and got out of college only three months ago. He still lives with his mother. It is not much of a resume. She is not impressed with him and drops down the list to the other possibilities.

She starts going down the list hoping to make coffee or drink dates if they are a possibility. They all have something wrong. After a couple emails, the guy in the number two spot admitted he was married, but his wife did not understand him. He needed someone to be intimate with. Kelly cut that one off quick.

The guy in the number four position turned out to have only gotten out of prison four months ago. His parole office wants him to find a girl to keep him out of trouble. Kelly is beginning to wonder how the computer came up with this group.

Guy number five never got past the emails either. He told Kelly if they met, they would need to go Dutch treat. Meaning they would each pay their own bills. He said he has recently gotten out of bankruptcy. His financial advisor forbids him to have any kind of frivolous expenditures.

Kelly cannot believe the goofy group that is supposed to be matches for her. Only the guy in the number three position got past the initial emails to actually meeting in person. His name is Jack and seems pleasant and easy going. His photograph is fine, and he said he is in shape. He is a little on the shorter side, an inch or so shorter than she is. At least he is nice enough to invite her for a drink at an upscale cocktail lounge.

When Kelly gets to the bar, Jack is already there, and there is an older female at the table with him.

Jack stands up and extends his hand. “Hi, I’m Jack, you must be Kelly.”

Kelly looks at the female at the table who has a bit of a frown.

“This is my Mom, Kate.”

His mother corrects him. “Katherine Johnson.” She does not get up or extend her hand.

Kelly asks, “You brought your mother?”

“She didn’t want me to make a mistake.”

“Make a mistake? It’s a little too late for that.” Kelly is pissed.

“What do you mean?”

“Bringing your mother on a date is a major mistake as far as I’m concerned.” Kelly has not sat down. She takes his hand again in a loose handshake. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think we’re a match.”

Then she looks at the mother and says, “And I know we are not a match.” Kelly heads toward the door completely baffled by this guy’s stupidity.

When she gets back home, she checks the questionnaire she completed for the match site. She is wondering why two of the five guys on the list are tied to their mothers. Kelly sees where she checked the box, on the questionnaire, about importance of family…checked it as extremely important. For the next round, she needs to drop that down to somewhat important. Maybe the site will suggest men that have been weaned. She is not sure what to do next with internet dating possibilities.

 

***

 

Amber loves her times with Matt. They have been enjoyable and romantic. They have only had actual intercourse three times, but it has been incredible. Their overnight trip to San Francisco was very intimate. Spending the night with him in a hotel was definitely a move forward in their relationship, but they are still only friends.

Kelly and Amber occasionally have a glass of wine at home in the evening before dinner. This gives them a chance to compare notes on the homes they are working on, issues around the house, or dates they want to talk about. Amber uses this quiet time to talk to Kelly about Matt and the Mendocino trip.

“My time with Matt has been terrific. He keeps coming up with neat things to do and trips that are out of the ordinary.”

“What’s wrong with that Amber?”

“Do you think I’m moving too fast with him? I don’t even know another guy that might be right for me.”

“Amber, the relationship should only move forward if you want it to. At any time, it is moving too fast for you, slow it down; tell Matt about your concerns. Be up front and tell him how you feel.”

“I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”

Kelly continues, “If he’s only seeing you for the sex, he might complain and try to change your mind. But if he cares for you, he will give you space.”

As usual, Kelly’s advice is right on, but Amber is still a little nervous about two overnight trips with Matt, back to back. Mendocino sounded awesome. Spending a couple nights in a hotel room with Matt, his tongue, and his cock is not a bad deal either. She decides she is going to talk to Matt on this trip. Nothing too heavy, but enough to let him know she wants to keep enjoying his company, without getting too committed.

 

***

 

After their little chat, Kelly is turned on thinking about Amber and Matt playing. The thought of Amber fucking has gotten Kelly in the mood to get her pussy off. In bed that evening, Kelly grabs one of her sexy magazines. With her vibrator ready, she runs through the table of contents looking for a nasty story. She decides on a story of a guy that lives in an apartment complex and sees a pretty female often in the laundry room or getting mail. They always say hello. He would love to fuck her, but he does not have a clue how to make it happen.

Kelly continues reading, as she places the vibrator on her. Just the hum of the vibrator is stimulating to her; she knows it is the prelude to orgasm. In the story, the girl finally makes the first move. When she sees him at the mailboxes, she asks him if he knows how to hook up a new printer for her computer. Can he help her? He is happy to help.

The vibrator is getting Kelly close, and she skips ahead in the story to save time. He has gotten her printer working, and she offers him a beer. They chat a while, and she asks him if he is gay. She figures he might be because he never hit on her.

Kelly is on the verge of coming and skips to the last page of the story, where the guy is screwing the girl’s pussy in long deep strokes. He shoots his cum all over her tummy, as Kelly gets her pussy off for real. It was a photo finish. Kelly figures she is going to have to learn to read a little faster or find shorter stories.

 

***

 

Matt picks up Amber early for the long drive to Mendocino. Much of the drive is along the north coast of California, in and out of rugged mountains, lush forests, and spectacular ocean views. They stop for lunch at one of the coastal towns. Once they have their food, and they will not be interrupted, Amber knows it is time to talk.

“Matt!” She has her head down a bit and does not look him in the eyes. “I really like my time with you; it has been a whirlwind operation. I’m not complaining, but I didn’t want you to get the impression we were an item.”

“An item?”

“Yeah, you know…going steady.”

“I don’t think anyone goes steady after high school. Look Amber, I like being around you. It appears you are having an enjoyable time too. If anything more happens between us, I’m sure we will be the first to know. Until then, take your time, relax, and finish your lunch.” His smile lets her know he understands, and he is fine with her nervousness.

After a beautiful drive, they arrive in the Mendocino area in the middle of the afternoon. Matt has reservations at an older hotel. The place sits on cliffs overlook the ocean and consists of a number of individual cottages. Each cottage is different looking. They are separated by lawns and landscaping. It is a magnificent setting. It is called The Seaside Inn. It is about five miles south of the town of Mendocino.

A full breakfast is included at the Inn. The main dining room serves dinner. Matt is glad he brought a sports coat. The gentlemen, at dinner, are expected to dress up a bit. Fortunately, they do not require a tie. Matt did research the place and was prepared. He had told Amber to bring a nice dress.

The cottage is decorated in antiques. It has no television, and the phone only goes to the office. It is a perfect place to enjoy the area as well as each other. They unpack a little, but want to get going to check out the town of Mendocino. It is only about a ten-minute drive.

The town sits out on a large peninsula. It is full of homes that had to be over a hundred years old. There are plenty of restaurants, shops, and art stores to satisfy the most experienced tourist. The Pacific Ocean beats against the short cliffs around the town. It is no wonder this has been the location of many movies and television shows.

They check out a couple shops and get a glass of wine at a local wine tasting establishment. They have two nights here and plan dinner at the Seaside Inn one night and in town the other. They check out some of the restaurants in town and even ask the woman serving the wine. She recommends the Lumberjack Cookhouse. It is a big place, a little north of downtown on the other side of the bridge. They serve family style. “If you leave this restaurant hungry, you haven’t been trying.” They figure the Lumberjack Cookhouse, is going to be tomorrow night’s dinner choice.

They get back to the Seaside Inn in time to shower and put on their dinner outfits. Walking hand in hand to the restaurant, they are an attractive couple. The dining room is part of the large main building. It houses the reception area, a couple bars, and the elegant dining room. They have elegant china, crystal glassware, and actual tablecloths. After a delicious meal, they end up in the back area where there are sofas and chairs around a large rock fireplace. They get an after dinner drink at the bar nearby and relax on the sofa. It has been a long day, but they are thinking of a quickie before going to sleep.

Matt suggests, “Let’s head back to the cottage and rub our naked bodies together for a while.”

 

***

 

In the cottage, Matt gets the fireplace going while Amber puts on some music. Clothes are discarded, and a blanket is spread in front of the fireplace. It is surprisingly cool from the ocean breeze outside, even though it is summer in the rest of the country.

Matt licks her pussy in front of the fireplace. She keeps her legs apart to give him full access to her. When she is wet from his tongue’s attention, Matt moves between her legs to gently slide his cock into her. They are warm and content in each other’s arms. Her breasts are against his chest; his balls are against her ass on each stroke. There is no space between them.

As he moves in her, they get closer and closer to coming. She loves the feeling of her pussy filled with his cock. He loves her pussy lips around him. It is more than fucking…they are making love. It is so good it cannot last long. As soon as Amber starts to have her orgasm, it pushes Matt to begin shooting his semen into her. They hold each other close, as their bodies react to their orgasms together. Matt is lying on top of her. Several minutes pass. He kisses her; she cannot imagine how their naughty times could get any better. Matt leaves the fireplace going when they go to bed. They snuggle together and pull the covers up over them. Their warm bodies, in contact with each other, are more than enough to fend off the coolness of the California coast.

 

***

 

Like the Napa and San Francisco trips, Amber is even hornier than at home. She enjoys sex more when she does not have to deal with college and work responsibilities. The following day, after lunch, Matt wants to take her to a secluded beach he knows about. They park the car up on a bluff overlooking the ocean and hike down a small trail to the beach below. Matt was right—this is a beautiful and hidden location. Amber doubts it gets many visitors. It should be a perfect beach to find a spot to fuck.

At the bottom of the bluff, they walk a short distance around the next rock point. Here they find a small beach tucked between rocky outcroppings. It is well protected from the Pacific Ocean wind and toasty warm in the afternoon sunshine. It is a secluded place, just right to get naked in and screw. They brought all the essentials for a romantic interlude: lube, towels, drinks, her battery vibrator, and a big blanket.

Matt spreads the blanket out and Amber gets some music playing on her phone. They hold each other close. Matt helps her slip off her small top. She feels the bulge in his cut offs. A couple kisses are shared while they take off the rest of their clothes…they are both bare in minutes. This is the first time Amber has been fully naked outdoors, in a somewhat public place, since Jamaica. It makes her feel more exposed than when she sun bathed in Kelly’s backyard. She does like the feel of the cool breeze across her body and between her legs. She also likes the view of Matt’s muscular body and fully erect cock. Matt gets a beer for himself and a drink for Amber from the small cooler they had brought.

They sit on the blanket, opposite from each other, about five feet apart. They enjoy the drinks and chatting. As they chat, they both begin touching themselves. The chatting stops …they finish their drinks. Amber spreads her legs to show her pussy and begins softly touching her pussy lips and clit. Looking Matt right in the eye, she brings her fingers up to her mouth and tastes her own pussy. He has gotten harder watching her masturbation show, and he is stroking his erect cock for her to watch too.

What was supposed to be a fuck date on the beach quickly becomes a masturbation party. Amber gets the lube and her vibrator from the bag, they had brought with them. She puts a little lube on Matt’s cock, and then returns to her spot on the blanket across from him. With her legs spread wide she puts the vibrator right on her clit. Screwing would have been fun here, but masturbating in front of one another is extremely erotic.

Amber loves vibrators in general and this particular vibrator is one of her favorites. It is a rechargeable battery vibrator about a foot long with a couple speeds. It never fails to get her pussy off. On this warm afternoon in Mendocino, it is only the three of them, Matt, Amber, and BOB, (her Battery Operated Boyfriend). Matt is not jealous of Bob. Bob always shares and always makes Amber want more.

The day is warm. They get themselves quickly aroused. His cock is at full staff, as he jacks it in long slow strokes. She is moaning softly, working her pussy lips and clit. Watching the other getting near to orgasm is putting each closer to getting off themselves. Matt has to ease up on his cock before shooting his cum too early. He wants to pace himself and time it to coincide with her orgasm.

Matt is glad when she goes into her spasms of pleasure and moans loudly. He stands up and begins jacking his cock in full firm strokes. He knows he is going to come and keeps the stroking going until he shoots cum in long spurts for her to see. This is the first time she has watched a guy put on a jack off show. She had seen guys come before but never stroking their cocks off right in front of her. It was intimate and exciting. They are both in aftershock mode for the next few minutes from the orgasms they had. Amber will think back fondly about this afternoon from time to time, remembering the beautiful setting, the warm sunshine, and the intimacy.

 

***

 

When they get back to the cottage, they snuggle on the bed and take a nap. The ocean breeze, the climb up the bluff, and the masturbation party, left them needing a little rest. After the short nap, they shower and get ready for dinner. Tonight they are going to the Lumberjack Cookhouse. They do not know too much about it, except that it is a special place, highly recommended by a local. The restaurant only has one seating at 7:30 p.m. They were told to wear casual clothing and to arrive hungry.

The restaurant is a short distance north of the town of Mendocino, across the bridge. They find it easily. The parking lot is about half full when they get there, a little after seven. They are glad they made a reservation. The building has to be at least a hundred years old, and looks as if it had never been painted.

Inside, the tables are long picnic type tables with attached benches. They are set end to end making one long continuous table. There are half a dozen rows of tables. There is no greeter. Everyone finds a spot and sits down. Matt and Amber grab seats across from one another in about the middle of one of the long table rows. They leave their sweatshirts to save their place and head to the bar.

The bar runs along most of one wall of the room. It consists of several large wooden barrels with heavy planks set on top of them. The bar looks like it had been there since the building was constructed. The plank bar top has stains on it that have to go back to the Teddy Roosevelt administration.

“What will it be Amber, I heard the guys from the Lewis and Clark expedition loved the cosmopolitans?”

Amber has wine, and Matt has a beer. They roam around the room, killing the few minutes they have before dinner. The room is decorated in pictures and implements of the glory days of the lumber industry. There are plenty of antiques around. Matt figures they are not really antiques, but stuff that has been here so long it has passed from being new, to old, and then to priceless antique.

The big dinner bell is rung, and everyone heads toward the tables. The dishes on the table do not match. The knives and forks are all in a two-pound coffee can. Everyone settles in, passes the napkins and the coffee cans. Matt and Amber smile at each other. The place is almost full.

“I think we are doing fine Amber, we got a place to sit, a drink, a plate, utensils and a napkin.” The tables do not have tablecloths, but Matt is not about to ask for one. He also notices there is no menu. He is not going to ask for that either. He plans to act as if he eats here every day and do whatever the guy next to him does.

“It’s cute Matt, how do you keep coming up with neat places?”

The restaurant is designed to feed a bunch of lumberjacks. The food is served in large bowls or platters. It is placed on one end of the table. People take what they want and pass the item to the next person down the long table. The food is piled high on the platters and keeps coming. There is fried chicken, ham, a couple vegetables, potatoes, rice, and bread. It is all set up as if to feed a room full of 300-pound football players.

When the main courses are over, they start with the desserts of homemade pies. Whole pies start at one end of the table and work their way down. As the pie tins empty, someone brings a fresh one.

“Matt, I’m glad we played this afternoon. I don’t think I can be sexy after this meal.”

“I undid the button on my jeans a half hour ago. I’m not sure I can get my ass off this bench.”

“It was so good!”

“Yeah, what there was of it.” Matt is joking of course.

They do manage to get up from the table. He is glad they only have a short drive back to their cottage. Once inside, they lie on the bed, on their backs. They do not bother to take off their clothes. He holds her hand while they wait for their dinner to be digested. They are so full they do not think they can go to sleep.

“Do you wanna take a walk? Maybe the ocean air will revive us.” Matt is not sure they are revivable. He is so full from dinner a walk might help.

They stroll around the property on the walkway near the bluff…overlooking the ocean. It is too dark to see the water, but they can hear the surf crashing against the rocks. They walk slowly with their arms around each other. It is a beautiful night at a magnificent location. At the corner of the property, there is a gazebo right on the edge of the cliff. They stop there a little while. He has his arm around her in the cool air. She looks up at him, and they kiss. They are like high school kids on lover’s lane, necking in the car. The kissing is passionate and tender.

After a half hour, they head back to the cottage, get naked, and crawl into bed. They snuggle close with the coolness of the ocean still felt in their bodies. They drift off to sleep with visions of lumberjacks cutting down trees, and stuffing their faces with food at the cookhouse.

 

***

 

While Amber was off to Mendocino with Matt, Kelly decided to shop for a bookcase for her bedroom. She has been putting it off for a long time and has books and stuff stacked all around the house. She had looked at several office supply stores but never found one that worked for her. She is surprised to find a perfect bookcase at the big home improvement center. They actually have several she likes. Kelly settles on a large one that is six feet tall and four feet wide. It comes in a huge box, has numerous parts, and weighs a ton.

She wants it, but there is no way it can fit in her car. In addition, she has the problem of assembling the thing. She asks the cute sales guy, “Do you deliver?”

“Not really ma’am. Do you have a friend with a pick-up truck?”

“I have a friend with a truck, but he is going to want sex in return.” Kelly does know a guy with a truck, but she does not want to call him. “What about assembly?”

“We will assemble it for you for free, but you would still have the problem of getting it home.”

“I don’t suppose any guy here at the store would have a pick-up truck and want to help a lady in distress.” Kelly is going to exhaust every possibility.

“Well, I have a truck, but you would have to wait until after 8:00 PM, when I get off work. I could swing by on my way home.”

“I have two questions for you, are you married? And do you like beer?” Kelly is thinking she has done pretty well giving guys beer. She smiles waiting for his answers.

“Not married and a beer after work would be heaven.”

Kelly buys the bookcase and sets up the delivery plan with the guy. Later back at home, she gets ready for him. She is not sure this is going anywhere with this guy, but does decide to not wear a bra or panties just in case. About 8:30, the doorbell rings. Her cute sales guy, now cute delivery guy, is right on time. The two of them wrestle the bookcase into the bedroom. It is not easy but they get it back there and in place.

As part of his reward she says, “I think I pulled a muscle in my lower back.” She had not pulled anything, of course, but figures it is a good way to get this guy’s hands on her. “Can you massage it a little for me?”

Kelly lies on her tummy, fully clothed, on the bed. She points to a spot, on one side, just above her waist. “Right here!”

The sales guy is not sure about this but figures he has nothing to lose. He climbs up on the bed next to her and begins gently massaging the area above her waist on both sides. He has strong hands. Kelly actually likes the good job he is doing. “A little lower too please.” He now includes the top of her butt close to her waist. As he returns to her lower back, she reaches around and pulls her top up, exposing the entire lower part of her back to him. She can hear him breathing hard. “You are doing a great job, eh, what’s your name?”

“Eddie, Ma’am.”

“You can forget the Ma’am crap Eddie, I’m Kelly.” With that, she raises her blouse up to her shoulders; her entire back is visible to him. “You’re doing such a great job back there; this should make it easier for you.”

“Thanks, that does make it easier.” He can see she is not wearing a bra, as he massages her entire back. “Is it feeling any better? I’m not much of an official massage guy.”

“You’re doing great Eddie, but I think the pulled muscle has moved through me.”

“Moved through you?”

“Yea!” Kelly rolls over onto her back with her titties in full view. “This part needs massaging now too.” Eddie’s eyes are wide open as well as his mouth. He tries to act as if this happens to him every day.

“Yes Ma’am, I mean yes, Miss Kelly, eh Kelly.” If you asked him his name about now, he would have no idea who he is.

Kelly reaches over and feels the bulge in his pants. “This massage is supposed to be for me, but it looks like you are enjoying it also.”

“It’s not my fault; you are just so smoking hot.”

“Smoking hot? You mean you want to fuck me?” Kelly removes the rest of her clothes in front of him. He cannot even speak, as she takes off his shirt, unbuckles his pants, and strips him naked. His nice size cock points straight up. He has low hanging balls.

“If you want that beer, you’re going to have to fuck me first.”

Kelly lies back on the bed. Her legs are spread, and her pussy is visible to Eddie. He crawls between her legs and slides his cock into her. There is no chitchat, no licking, and no foreplay, nothing except burying his cock in her.

She likes getting him so horny, all he can think about is fucking. Kelly enjoys taking all of his cock. She especially enjoys his hanging balls banging against her ass on each thrust. It is all too erotic and pleasurable for Eddie; he begins his orgasm before Kelly would have preferred. She figured he was not going to be able to fuck very long. She is not disappointed; it was great fun while it lasted.

Kelly finishes by getting her pussy off with her trusty vibrator. Eddie watches her masturbate, while his cum drips out of her pussy. They rest a few minutes. Kelly and Eddie have a beer together, sitting naked on her bed, looking at her new bookcase. Eddie has never met anyone like Kelly. He cannot wait to get to work tomorrow and see who else might show up needing a free delivery.

 

***

 

It is not until the middle of the following week when Amber and Kelly have one of their glasses of wine, chatting sessions. Amber is anxious to tell Kelly all about the trip to Mendocino. It was a fantastic weekend in a gorgeous setting.

“It was great. We snuggled each night in a cozy cottage right on the ocean. Matt was wonderful.”

“Are you feeling better about him?”

“Yes, we had a pleasant chat on the way up there. He seemed Ok with my dragging my feet a bit.”

“I told you he was a nice guy.”

“The sex was terrific too. The first night we had a simple missionary position. It was intimate and romantic.”

“Then the next afternoon we were going to find a secluded beach and fuck. Instead, we masturbated off in front of each other. I loved watching Matt stroke his hard cock and shoot cum all over the place.”

“Amber, you are making me wet.”

“I didn’t know how much fun masturbating could be. With him watching my pussy and stroking his big cock, it got my pussy throbbing.”

Kelly gulps down the last of her wine. “I’m going to go get my vibrator and work my pussy over. It’s not my fault Amber! Your story got my pussy juices flowing.”

“Want company? I got my own juices flowing too.” They both giggle a little and both head to their bedrooms to retrieve their vibrators.

They end up in Kelly’s room, strip off all their clothing, and jump on the bed. Kelly tells her, “Let’s do it like on the beach in Mendocino. We lie back with our pussies pointed right at each other.”

They put pillows under their heads and scoot around until their pussies are lined up. They each have their legs spread wide, and they each can see the other’s pussy. The hum of vibrators soon fills the air. It is mixed with the sounds of the friends moaning in unison. They watch the other masturbate while making their own pussy tingle. It is an erotic sight, and they are both so horny from the chatting their pussies do not last long. Their moans and whimpering can be heard over the sound of the vibrators, as they announce to the other their orgasm.

“That was hot Amber!”

Amber is thinking Kelly was right, it was hot. But it was not as hot as it had been with Matt.