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THE PICNIC
Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
a small refrigerator that he opened to show us that it was stocked with beers, pop and refrigerated snacks. "There is premium liquors in the side cabinet," he told us, "and mixers and glasses above the refrigerator." Like a model on a game-show he gestured in as he opened a door on the small bathroom that featured a walk-in shower, sink and counter with coffee host and an ultra-modern toilet. Then he opened the remaining door to the bedroom with two, huge, king-sized beds, an oak dresser and writing table and a picture-window through which you could see all the way to downtown. Walking through, he opened another connecting door to a large bathroom, done in red marble and gold fixtures, that featured a walk-in bathtub/jacuzzi on one side and the sink, counter, toilet and bidet on the other. "There are complementary terry-robes hanging behind the door," he stated. "Will the suite do, Sir?" "It will be perfectly satisfactory," I replied, trying to summon some suave, Sean Connery timbre to my voice. The bellhop smiled at the joke (he didn't get) as I rummaged through my pocket for a tip. Not wanting to seem like the yokel I felt, I gave him a ten and he thanked me and left us standing together, by ourselves, in the huge bedroom. "God, Danny," Ellen exclaimed, "look at this place!" "Yeah," I said, looking around the opulent bedroom, "who gets which bed?" "I'll fight you for the one closest to the ... bathroom," she said, punching my arm. "Ow!" I yelled, in mock affliction as I rubbed my shoulder, "you can have it." "Good," she laughed rubbing her hands together as she looked at the open bathroom door. "Now that that's settled, I need to get out of these sticky clothes and have a long, hot bath." "Okay. It's nearly six and I need to shave and clean up, myself. Toss me out one of those robes, on your way in, and I'll use the other bathroom's shower, get dressed and then go down and reserve us a table for dinner." "Dinner?" she said, her blue eyes going wide above her adorable, excited smile. "Oh, Danny! We're going to have such a wonderful time tonight!" An hour later I was clean, shaved and dressed in my white shirt and black dinner jacket, standing in front of the bathroom mirror and trying to tie a bow in my black, silk, formal tie. I could hear my s****r, using the hair dryer in the other bathroom, as I fumbled with the knot for the fifteenth time, grumbled my frustration and (giving up) walked out and over, through the open bedroom door, to the door of the large bathroom. It was about four inches ajar as, fumbling with my right cufflink, I tapped on it with my shiny, black shoe and called, "Ellie!" The sound of the hair dryer stopped and then the door swung open and my s****r was standing in front of me in her white, plush, over-size, terrycloth robe, her blonde hair wild about her shoulders in hot-air abandon. ...