It was Friday morning and we were tearing down from our RV campsite for a short move just a few miles up the road from our current site in Sky Ute Casino Resort and RV Park in Ignacio, Colorado. The RV Park was crowded and reservations for weekend travelers meant that we had to leave before the weekend. That was not a major problem as we moved only a few miles North to Bayfield. It was less convenient, however, to our new friends who all were staying at the Casino Resort.
Our visit to the Durango area of Colorado was exciting and continued to get more so as we made new friends and enjoyed a special closeness and sharing of different cultures. Elizabeth is a beautiful Shoshone Indian married to Robert, an older Ute Tribal Leader and a managing executive at Sky Ute Casino Resort and RV Park in Ignacio, Colorado.
We met Elizabeth and Robert at the Southern Ute Fair and Powwow along with a couple more our age -- Marcia and Donald. Marcia was Apache and Donald was from the local Southern Ute Tribe. I think he too may have been a Tribal Leader.
My wife Mary and Marcia took to each other right away. Beth, a beautiful young Shoshone woman, had all my attention. We had "consummated" our friendship the day after the powwow when she came to our motor home to see what she thought of RV travel. Mary and I had shared her on the king-sized bed in our motor home.
We were meeting our new friends for dinner in the Resort Hotel Dining Room. It was a busy day with all the tearing down, moving and reestablishing our campsite in Bayfield. Mary was gorgeous in her tight-fitting yellow sundress and her turquoise jewelry from previous shopping trips in New Mexico. One of our excursions had been to Taos Pueblo and markets in Santa Fe where she fell in love with turquoise and silver. She was a knockout with her red hair and pale, lightly freckled complexion.
Our friends were waiting in the main lobby when we arrived; all except Robert. He had to respond to some emergency in the casino. Marcia and Don were dressed casually but appropriately. Don did display his ethnicity with a large turquoise and silver bolo tie. Marcia chose a look of great dignity with her silver hair and silver beads on a bone and bead necklace.
Beth was stunning in her nearly white, full-length doeskin Native American dress with wide sleeves, long fringe and a beautiful blue and green beadwork pattern and expensive turquoise and silver jewelry. The cleavage of her large breast was exposed and her nipples were evident.
We hugged and kissed with Marcia and Don. Mary and Beth exchanged compliments on their outfits. They did the kiss, kiss thing then Beth put her arms around my neck and kissed me on the mouth -- a little longer than "just friends."
We continued to hug, Beth putting her lips close to my ear and whispering, "You like?"
I whispered back, "Are you wearing any underwear?"
Beth giggled and led us to a private dining room where the staff went out of their way to please the boss's wife -- and us. There were three waitresses, scantily dressed, and a very handsome waiter all standing quietly to the side and nearly out of sight.
Mary grabbed my hand and quietly said, "Behave yourself."
Robert arrived at the table looking a little frustrated. A waitress was there immediately setting a drink on the table in front of him.
"Have you all ordered drinks?" he questioned. The waitress looked a little perplexed. It was obvious that she did not want Robert upset. But it wasn't necessary. After all, we had just been seated. Robert ordered several bottles of wine, both reds and whites. He told the waitress to take the menus away. We would have a few drinks before dinner. We did.
We drank for about an hour and were getting a bit loud. It was obvious that sexual tension was building. Even the sweet and dignified Marcia was sharing sexual innuendo. Robert was paying as much attention to Mary as I was to Beth. And Don seemed to be getting drunk.
I was sitting between Marcia and Beth. That was good in a way but it made it more difficult for me to see down Beth's top. I was surprised when Marcia put her hand on my thigh.
Beth leaned into me, "You are popular." She giggled.
Hmmm, I wondered about the giggle. Was Beth getting a bit inebriated? Maybe we all were relaxing -- and getting horny. Both Robert and Don were getting touchy-feely with Mary. She was not a drinker and had had several glasses of wine. She was even more receptive to the touches than usual.
