"Hey Sailor. Let's get you dressed to get some official Florida sunshine," I yelled 5o Q.
Our friend got his little nut, and I for one needed to get out of the house a little more so I decided show buddy around Fort Lauderdale. I managed to fix breakfast, then we showered, and got dressed to roll in the Jeep on a beautiful day, hitting everything from the Riverwalk to doing a little shopping.
"This is the life," he yelled as we rolled down Las Olas Boulevard, just cruising while the breeze flew over and through us.
It was something with Q and Elaine hanging out, as for a second I felt like the clock was turned back 30, maybe 40 years, with that same energy. Almost feeling like it was before kids, bills, being a project manager, and a bunch of responsibilities when I didn't have a care in the world while having a good time. Q had to shoulder the blame for all the fun, as Elaine and I, hard working Floridians, didn't hang out like this, as she either had her pussy eaten in Lauderdale or Augustine, and we'd go out to eat at either end as that was our basic routine. Q came into town and revived us, and for that, after all the running around the second day of his trip, I rewarded him with a nice dinner at Bellagamba's, one of southern Florida's premier Italian restaurants.
"Just remember, there's more than pizza here," I told him before we laughed.
The manager on duty happened to be a member of my bicycle club, and she would ensure our meal was perfect, as well making sure we were nice and full when we left.
"I may need to come back here," Q said as we were leaving, stuffed.
I laughed, as now we were riding in the night sky as the temperature was perfect, still. To reiterate, it was only the second day of his visit, but I wanted to make it a memorable one for this talented word artist who turned us out just from the pressing of a keyboard.
"You're amazing, you know that, kid," I yelled to him, explaining how Elaine and I spoke on how we enjoyed the pool scene, and of course the morning cowgirl session.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."
"I am, this has been more than a meet and greet, Tom," he said as we pulled into the driveway.
"Well, it gets better. For now, let's get some rest and see about me pulling out the jet skis tomorrow," I told him.
We headed inside and he trudged to the guest room, while Elaine and I hit the bar in the kitchen where she poured drinks. We were listening to 70s music and vibing, then walked over to me from her stool and I slapped her ass, and grabbed her by the waist before I looked her in the eye to tell her I love her.
"Daddy needs his before bed pussy," I said to her.
"Daddy, I'm a bit tired," she said.
"That's when it tastes best," I said as I was being persistent.
"Honey, I'll feed yoi, but lemme get some rest first," she said.
We kissed, and she'd sit back at her stool as I couldn't blame her, for she'd literally been taken for a ride within the last 24 hours. I spanked that cooter pretty good in the pool, and she rode Q pretty well the morning of, until she splashed all over the couch. She sipped, and we quietly listened to the music until she retreated to bed first, and I would follow minutes later, drunken and having this reverberated feeling of wanting sex. I knew once Elaine hit that bed she'd snore like a freight train, and I would be out of luck til the early morning when I needed it now. I cut everything off in the kitchen, then locked all the doors, before heading to the bedroom with a naughty time on my mind.
"Hey. What you up to," I texted Q.
