Anniversary Festival pt 1As we drive to the next event together I do my best to get you to let me massage your lovely breasts, we had no alone time at the last event and my balls are aching. I told you to wear my favorite dress but you thought the weather would not co-operate.Hell, it's only weather Gloria! Welcome to Oregon we laugh hysterically. This time your sex drive is almost parallel to mine and you ask me about our toys.You did bring our bedroom toys didn't you Greg?You know me better than that Gloria, heck I even bought you a new dress you haven't seen yet and a new dildo that is suppose to feel just like the real thing.OH MY GOD your bad, first tell me about the dressWell it is button FrontI just knew you would buy that type, easier for you to slip your fingers inside me at the Bar EH?YUPSo, is this dildo huge? I mean I don't want you to hurt meNo Gloria I really took my time to find a good one, no batteries and according to what I read it is as real as it getsWell let me be the judge of that you sexy manWould you shave your pussy before we go out? I askMmmmmmaybe. With a sly grin on your faceHope we can find a good place for dinner, and a fun place to have a few drinks later eh?Are you thinking about Kansas City?Absolutely! I sayThis time I might be a little bolder you say.That would be so excellent, now feel my crotch, see what you do to me? This road is boring and you're so sexy!<!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><!--[endif]-->(My mind goes back to KC and the Bar at the Embassy Suites, but that story will have to be written another time, I bet Steve the bartender would like to add a few paragraphs of his on when we write that one.)<!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><!--[endif]-->We enter the harbor area and the panoramic view is one that if Ansel Adams were a sea faring man he would have loved this. It looked more like a page out of a Hemmingway book.Men walk up from their boats, tired, sea-weary and looking for fun. Several men trudge past without a look but a few pause, like that man with the green eyes to soak in the beauty, the beauty of my wife. Not wanting to linger they head for the familiar watering- hole they all know as the Porthole I know that we both need a drink and the Porthole looks like THE place but a shower and a glass of wine are in order first!As we check in Toby, the owner of the Inn is nowhere to be found, we spoke on the phone and expected him to be here. That is the way of the sea, he is a fisherman first and an Innkeeper second we knew he might not be here so the desk clerk took care of the details.As we check in you find my hands all over you and you blush but don't stop me as the desk clerk goes about his business not noticing anything out of the ordinary.He asks if we need the Bellboy to take our bags to our room, and we are so pleased to not have to carry anything over 2 pounds up stairs. We say a resounding YES<!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--><!--[endif]-->The Bellboy is young, at best 25 but he is definitely up for the job, he grins as he hefts our bags and lingers as he sees Gloria's breasts, exposed almost to the nipples and heaves a sigh as he leads us up the stairs to our room.The Bellboy opens the door for us and we enter, wow nice room. You move to the windows and take a deep breath, Greg, come here! I saunter over and I realize what took your breath away, the harbor, my goodness it is just at our feet! The sailors, the boats, the view, and there is our restaurant & Bar for the weekend. Speaking of a view I again feel my cock pulse as you snuggle close to me and flash me a glimpse of your breasts my hand instinctively moves to your erect nipples, not caring if the Bellboy sees or not.He is standing there quietly hoping for a tip, and at the same time realizing the sexual tension in the air. How do we tip him? I have an idea! I say as I cup your breasts in my ham size hands.Really, Greg ! You're terrible, you're embarrassing him! Damn, let me just get your wallet