All of the stress from my job and all of the traveling on the road was getting to me. I needed a break big time and I pulled off the interstate to see some countryside. As soon as I turned off the highway, I felt better. With the weekend ahead of me, I had no plans or any idea of where I was going, but it felt great. Late in the afternoon, I pulled into a rural town. Needing gas, I stopped at the local station and filled up. A flyer on the door promoted some celebration going on that weekend. I asked the attendant what was the event was all about.
He was not very helpful, he seemed more stoned then interested. I did manage to get directions to a hotel. Being on the road all the time, I have been in several hotels, and they were not all that grade "A", even in some of the nicest cities. When I pulled up to, the front I was rather impressed, it was nicer then I had expected! I parked and went to check in. When I signed for my room the desk clerk turned into the information booth. He was very helpful with all I needed to know.
I settled into my room and went to find a bite to eat. It did not take long until my nose lead me out to the Stockade. It was a lively place with a bar and dance floor. Everyone was very friendly and I felt right at home. I finished dinner just as the band started. I paid my tab and made my way to the bar area.
I grabbed a beer and sat back to enjoy the music. It was then I caught the eye of a woman across the room; she smiled and went on her way. After several more beers, it was time to leave. I had been on the road all day. As I stood to leave, a woman touched my arm. As I turned to saw it was the same woman, I had seen before.
"Want to dance?" she asked. Even though I was tired, I was not about to turn down a spin with a lovely lady. We danced through two songs, the second a slower one, giving us some time to hold each other. Her tits pressed up against me. Her shirt fell open, revealing her gorgeous cleavage. I ran my hand across her back and felt her breath on my neck. As she teased the tip of her tongue up my neck, I wondered if she could feel the bulge grow in my jeans.
When the song ended, we parted and she kissed me lightly on the lips, whispered, "thanks babe" in my ear, then walked away with a wink. I did not let it go to my head and passed it off as a young woman flirting with an older man. I went to my table and finished my drink then left to go back to the hotel. After a quick shower, I turned in.
The next morning I decide to see some of the local sites. All through the day, I saw more flyers telling about the celebration... a dedication at the museum. The building had just completed its restoration and this afternoon was the grand opening. I asked some of the locals about it and they filled me in on the whole thing, more then I needed to know actually, but they were nice. It started at four.
I headed back to my room to rest. I woke up from my nap and figured I would clean up and head over. As I crossed the lawn to the front entrance, a young man with a nametag greeted me. He asked if I would sign in and handed me a program and brochure. He told me to enjoy my evening and if I had any questions to ask any of the personal with nametags like his.
The place was packed. As I walked around, I stopped to look at a photo exhibit. It started with pictures of the city very early and worked its way up to the present. It was then I let out a slight chuckle, I saw a picture of the same steakhouse I was in last night. It had been operating for about 70 years and was still hopping.
"Did you find something funny?" someone asked behind me. Without looking I replied, "No, not really funny, just coincidental, I ate there last night!" When I turned I grinned, It was the woman from the bar I danced with the night before. I must have turned as red as her shirt. Her nametag identified her as Lisa she was the museum director.
"Well," I said, "It looks like I put my foot in my mouth this time!" She just laughed and smiled. We both could see we were at ease with each other. Lisa was around 30, about 5'8" with short brown hair and blues eyes, she was a bit plump and even her red blouse could not hide her huge tits.