Hnnn ugggh, where I am? Why does my head hurt? I think I'm naked. Whose phone is ringing?
"Hello?" I hear a robotic voice on the phone thanking me for placing a wakeup call for 7:30. I hang up and roll over. Julie is in bed with me, and she, yep, she is also naked. My mind goes back to last night. The vibrating ring and egg, her satin romper. The long shower we took together. I rolled myself back into a spoon position, pressing my morning semi against her ass. She instinctively pushed back. I gently woke her up. She was more aware of the situation than I was when I first woke up. She started to wiggle and lightly hump back on my morning erection. She whispered a good morning still facing away from me. I pulled her tight to me, wrapping my arms around her torso. We both enjoyed the embrace, and I rolled on to my back trying to mentally get myself out of bed to start the day.
"Mmmmm breakfast in bed." Julie's voice still low from waking up. When did she order room service I thought, until I felt her hand lightly grip me. She got up on all fours taking the blanket and sheets off of us in the process. She let saliva from her mouth and onto her hand and myself. She worked me up and down for a little while, before bringing her head down on me. She lowered her body to more of a prone position, using my legs to prop herself up a little. She was slow, deliberate, and sloppy. I grabbed her pillows to give myself a lazy view. I could feel her alternately lick my head like a lollipop and then suck halfway down my shaft. She was enjoying herself almost as much as I was.
She kept the pace going for a few minutes, then one of her hands gripped my thigh hard. Now she was taking my entire length, when her lips got to the base it felt like she was trying to swallow me whole a few times, then she would back off. This new rhythm really got me going. I could feel my balls start to contract and my hardon get harder. She noticed too, just as my toes were about to curl, she started the swallowing motion again this time actually swallowing as I shot out a small rope.
She seemed happy with herself. I was also quite happy. She told me to go get cleaned up, pack, and then we would head out for breakfast. After my morning constitution, I turned on the shower and opened the door so Julie could do the same. I was perfectly clean 15 minutes ago and she had to go and get me hot and sweaty. I smiled to myself, not really believing all this was happening. I walked out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around my waist and a smile on my face. I got dressed, jeans, a nice short-sleeved sports shirt, and a bit of manly stubble. These past few weeks have had me feeling more self-confident than ever before. I pilfered an empty trash bag for my dirty clothes, packed my bag. Turned on the tv for a little background noise.
Julie came out of the bathroom wearing a red athletic bra and panty set. Both were seamless spandex and had I not been 45 following a night of passion, and a bit of the morning glory, I would have been standing at attention. I watched her get dressed, a dark pair of denim blue jeans, a fitted black t-shirt, and Doc Marten boots. A simple but well put together outfit on a gorgeous fun sized woman. She pretended to ignore my watching her, but I caught her smirking, she knew I couldn't take my eyes off her. She quickly packed and came over and pulled me down into a hug, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck. The height difference makes standing hugs awkward, so I stood up full pulling her off her feet as I wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her close if you wait long enough a person will melt into a good hug and after a few seconds I felt her entire body relax and a contented sigh escaped her lips. When her body came back to normal, I slowly lowered her to the floor enjoying her body sliding down mine.
We checked out, got in the van, and found a decent diner for breakfast. I am a simple man, biscuits and gravy with a couple links, OJ and coffee, she surprised me again, Miss vegan ordered a ham and cheddar omelet and Mountain Dew. I guess she was right sins on a road trip don't count. I chuckled to myself why did her food choices surprise me more than the fact that we had sex last night. She sometimes forgets she's only a couple of years older than me. She was asking me if I had heard of the Pixies or if I was too young. I again reminded her that we were both in High School at the same time, sure I was a freshman when she was a senior, and she only grew up 20 miles from me, although a different world. We probably had some mutual friends and acquaintances growing up. She looks younger than me, but acts more adult than me, but I think it's the fact that I live a very bachelor lifestyle with very little stress, and she has young children while trying to run the family businesses, and a husband that works crazy hours at the hospital.
It took us about three hours to get to the small town near the Cumberland River. When Julie said an estate sale, I just pictured a nice house where the family was basically doing a high-end garage sale. Nope this was an actual estate, a house almost big enough to be a mansion, a separate garage that used to be a carriage house thar had several classic and antique cars and motorcycles. We actually had to check in, they gave us name badges, private collectors had a different badge than resellers. It was run by an outside company. We were assigned a consultant and had to wait till they were available to take us through the house. She was polite, professional, but watched every move we made in case a knickknack accidentally fell into our pocket. She showed Julie the grandfather clock, a price was negotiated, it wasn't outrageous, but it was more than two months salary. We were asked if there was anything else we were looking for and wanted to see, and when said no, we were politely escorted out. Julie paid a little extra to have it packed and loaded, we needed only to wait. The whole process took two hours.
Julie was in a great mood, we sang, we laughed, made fun of each other and drove for several hours. We probably could have made it home that night, but I don't think Julie was done having her sins not count. Because the next words out of her mouth as we missed the exit home was
"RIBS!!!" Julie saw the sign for St Louis and decided yep, ribs for dinner. I guess we weren't going to make it home tonight. We found ourselves at another five-star Wyndham. We brought our stuff up to the room, and Julie said she wanted to freshen up. I placed my naughty bag on the nightstand. I heard the door lock behind her, so I guess I was going to be solo for a little while. I turned on the big screen in the living room area and channel surfed. It was only about 6:30 local time, so nothing was on besides big bang theory and did aliens build this. I must have dozed off for a few minutes because the next thing I saw was Julie standing between my legs in this cute light purple babydoll dress. Even on her short frame it still showed off her fantastic legs, the slight elastic in the waist helped to show off her curves. She swung one leg over mine and was now sitting on my thigh. She bit her lip lightly, looked at me with glassy eyes leaned forward and whispered in my ear
"I am so very h....ungry right now." She licked my earlobe, got up off of me, grabbed my hand pulled me off the couch and told me it was dinner time. Standing up now, I gave her one good spank for being a tease. She yelped, in pain, but surprise, she then blushed more pink than red from embarrassment. She hurried us the door. We got on the elevator with another couple from the top floor, it was a long ride down the 15-story ride. Nearly each floor more people were getting on, she came back into me, and I held her waist, only make small movements but enough so that she could feel me on her backside. Getting downstairs she stopped at the concierge desk. She slid a card across the desk, and the woman on the other side became very helpful. They talked for a few minutes, a phone call was made, and Julie came and got me. Out the door we went, I was expecting to get back in the work van, but instead the valet parked a convertible in front of us and handed Julie the keys. I opened the passenger door to get but to my surprise Julie just thanked me and slid into the seat.
I got into the driver's side, and asked Julie where to? She told me Lizzie gave her the name of the best St Louis ribs and it was already programmed into the GPS. Julie hit go on the screen and I started the drive. We had the top down, windows open and we were cruising down the freeway. Julie looked amazing, the wind catching wisps of her hair, a natural smile on her face. I pretended not to notice the wind raising the hem on her dress. We found the place easily if not a little too quick for my taste. I put up the roof, came around and opened the door for my date. The food was amazing, maybe a little too good because once it came Julie didn't say another word, and with what I was treated to this morning I was not surprised there was no meat left on the bones of her ribs.
