After, they cuddle on the bed enjoying the closeness of each other. Matt asks, “Have you ever been to Mendocino, way up on the California north coast.”
“I haven’t been north of Dillon Beach.” (Dillon Beach is about 70 miles north of San Francisco, near Bodega Bay.)
“Amber, you would love it. It’s a gorgeous coastline with rugged cliffs, beaches, and cute small towns. The town of Mendocino is a picture post-card community right on the water. In fact, Mendocino was used in the TV show ‘Murder She Wrote,’ as the fictional town in the show. The pictures in the beginning credits of the show were actually taken in Mendocino.” Matt realizes he is rambling a bit in his enthusiasm for the town. “Let’s go up there sometime?”
“You make it sound wonderful; how do you know so much about it?”
“I used to go up there several times a year with my fire department buddies…diving for abalone.” After a short pause, “I have a long weekend off at the end of the month, can I take you there?”
“I can check my schedule when I get home and let you know.” Amber already knows she is open that weekend, but she wants to think about it and talk to Kelly. It does sound like a nice trip. She is hesitant and wants to drag her feet a little; she does not want to seem too eager. In the back of her mind, this is still just fun and games. It is great fun and great games but not a full relationship with him.
They are tired and happy. It has been a full day. Amber is thinking, he fucked my brains out. Matt is thinking, she fucked my brains out.
They sleep in the following morning and snuggle in bed before Amber gets up to make them a cup of coffee. She serves Matt his morning coffee in bed. He squeezes her titties gently as a reward for the excellent coffee service. They drink their first cup of coffee in bed, chatting about the night before.
They shower, get breakfast at a small coffee shop near the hotel, and leave to return home. Their first overnight trip is behind them, but the closeness remains in their minds on the drive home.
***
Kelly is still trying to find guys on the internet. She has pretty much given up on Ralphslist but still checks profiles on the other sites. She has not hooked up with anyone since she and Wendy watched the guy jack off in the bathtub. Kelly has decided to try a couple of the big match making websites. She should have tried this before, but it entails the completion of a long questionnaire about herself, and what she is looking for. Kelly spends a lot of time on the questionnaire. She thinks this is probably her best chance of finding a quality guy online.
About a week after submitting her questionnaire, she receives an email back from one of the matchmaking website. She gets a list of five men the site’s computer thinks are the best match for her. It supplies names, profile information, and email addresses. She can look them over, and contact any she is interested in getting to know better. The five names are listed in order with the top name being the best match. If Kelly does not like any of these men, she can let the site know, and they will supply the next five names.
She looks at the guy’s profile in the number one position. His name is John. He is 33 years old and got out of college only three months ago. He still lives with his mother. It is not much of a resume. She is not impressed with him and drops down the list to the other possibilities.
She starts going down the list hoping to make coffee or drink dates if they are a possibility. They all have something wrong. After a couple emails, the guy in the number two spot admitted he was married, but his wife did not understand him. He needed someone to be intimate with. Kelly cut that one off quick.
The guy in the number four position turned out to have only gotten out of prison four months ago. His parole office wants him to find a girl to keep him out of trouble. Kelly is beginning to wonder how the computer came up with this group.
Guy number five never got past the emails either. He told Kelly if they met, they would need to go Dutch treat. Meaning they would each pay their own bills. He said he has recently gotten out of bankruptcy. His financial advisor forbids him to have any kind of frivolous expenditures.
Kelly cannot believe the goofy group that is supposed to be matches for her. Only the guy in the number three position got past the initial emails to actually meeting in person. His name is Jack and seems pleasant and easy going. His photograph is fine, and he said he is in shape. He is a little on the shorter side, an inch or so shorter than she is. At least he is nice enough to invite her for a drink at an upscale cocktail lounge.
When Kelly gets to the bar, Jack is already there, and there is an older female at the table with him.
Jack stands up and extends his hand. “Hi, I’m Jack, you must be Kelly.”
Kelly looks at the female at the table who has a bit of a frown.
“This is my Mom, Kate.”
His mother corrects him. “Katherine Johnson.” She does not get up or extend her hand.
Kelly asks, “You brought your mother?”
“She didn’t want me to make a mistake.”
“Make a mistake? It’s a little too late for that.” Kelly is pissed.
“What do you mean?”
“Bringing your mother on a date is a major mistake as far as I’m concerned.” Kelly has not sat down. She takes his hand again in a loose handshake. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think we’re a match.”
Then she looks at the mother and says, “And I know we are not a match.” Kelly heads toward the door completely baffled by this guy’s stupidity.
When she gets back home, she checks the questionnaire she completed for the match site. She is wondering why two of the five guys on the list are tied to their mothers. Kelly sees where she checked the box, on the questionnaire, about importance of family…checked it as extremely important. For the next round, she needs to drop that down to somewhat important. Maybe the site will suggest men that have been weaned. She is not sure what to do next with internet dating possibilities.
***
Amber loves her times with Matt. They have been enjoyable and romantic. They have only had actual intercourse three times, but it has been incredible. Their overnight trip to San Francisco was very intimate. Spending the night with him in a hotel was definitely a move forward in their relationship, but they are still only friends.
Kelly and Amber occasionally have a glass of wine at home in the evening before dinner. This gives them a chance to compare notes on the homes they are working on, issues around the house, or dates they want to talk about. Amber uses this quiet time to talk to Kelly about Matt and the Mendocino trip.
“My time with Matt has been terrific. He keeps coming up with neat things to do and trips that are out of the ordinary.”
“What’s wrong with that Amber?”
“Do you think I’m moving too fast with him? I don’t even know another guy that might be right for me.”
“Amber, the relationship should only move forward if you want it to. At any time, it is moving too fast for you, slow it down; tell Matt about your concerns. Be up front and tell him how you feel.”
“I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”
Kelly continues, “If he’s only seeing you for the sex, he might complain and try to change your mind. But if he cares for you, he will give you space.”
As usual, Kelly’s advice is right on, but Amber is still a little nervous about two overnight trips with Matt, back to back. Mendocino sounded awesome. Spending a couple nights in a hotel room with Matt, his tongue, and his cock is not a bad deal either. She decides she is going to talk to Matt on this trip. Nothing too heavy, but enough to let him know she wants to keep enjoying his company, without getting too committed.
***
After their little chat, Kelly is turned on thinking about Amber and Matt playing. The thought of Amber fucking has gotten Kelly in the mood to get her pussy off. In bed that evening, Kelly grabs one of her sexy magazines. With her vibrator ready, she runs through the table of contents looking for a nasty story. She decides on a story of a guy that lives in an apartment complex and sees a pretty female often in the laundry room or getting mail. They always say hello. He would love to fuck her, but he does not have a clue how to make it happen.
Kelly continues reading, as she places the vibrator on her. Just the hum of the vibrator is stimulating to her; she knows it is the prelude to orgasm. In the story, the girl finally makes the first move. When she sees him at the mailboxes, she asks him if he knows how to hook up a new printer for her computer. Can he help her? He is happy to help.
The vibrator is getting Kelly close, and she skips ahead in the story to save time. He has gotten her printer working, and she offers him a beer. They chat a while, and she asks him if he is gay. She figures he might be because he never hit on her.
Kelly is on the verge of coming and skips to the last page of the story, where the guy is screwing the girl’s pussy in long deep strokes. He shoots his cum all over her tummy, as Kelly gets her pussy off for real. It was a photo finish. Kelly figures she is going to have to learn to read a little faster or find shorter stories.
***
Matt picks up Amber early for the long drive to Mendocino. Much of the drive is along the north coast of California, in and out of rugged mountains, lush forests, and spectacular ocean views. They stop for lunch at one of the coastal towns. Once they have their food, and they will not be interrupted, Amber knows it is time to talk.
“Matt!” She has her head down a bit and does not look him in the eyes. “I really like my time with you; it has been a whirlwind operation. I’m not complaining, but I didn’t want you to get the impression we were an item.”
“An item?”
“Yeah, you know…going steady.”
“I don’t think anyone goes steady after high school. Look Amber, I like being around you. It appears you are having an enjoyable time too. If anything more happens between us, I’m sure we will be the first to know. Until then, take your time, relax, and finish your lunch.” His smile lets her know he understands, and he is fine with her nervousness.
After a beautiful drive, they arrive in the Mendocino area in the middle of the afternoon. Matt has reservations at an older hotel. The place sits on cliffs overlook the ocean and consists of a number of individual cottages. Each cottage is different looking. They are separated by lawns and landscaping. It is a magnificent setting. It is called The Seaside Inn. It is about five miles south of the town of Mendocino.
A full breakfast is included at the Inn. The main dining room serves dinner. Matt is glad he brought a sports coat. The gentlemen, at dinner, are expected to dress up a bit. Fortunately, they do not require a tie. Matt did research the place and was prepared. He had told Amber to bring a nice dress.
The cottage is decorated in antiques. It has no television, and the phone only goes to the office. It is a perfect place to enjoy the area as well as each other. They unpack a little, but want to get going to check out the town of Mendocino. It is only about a ten-minute drive.
The town sits out on a large peninsula. It is full of homes that had to be over a hundred years old. There are plenty of restaurants, shops, and art stores to satisfy the most experienced tourist. The Pacific Ocean beats against the short cliffs around the town. It is no wonder this has been the location of many movies and television shows.
They check out a couple shops and get a glass of wine at a local wine tasting establishment. They have two nights here and plan dinner at the Seaside Inn one night and in town the other. They check out some of the restaurants in town and even ask the woman serving the wine. She recommends the Lumberjack Cookhouse. It is a big place, a little north of downtown on the other side of the bridge. They serve family style. “If you leave this restaurant hungry, you haven’t been trying.” They figure the Lumberjack Cookhouse, is going to be tomorrow night’s dinner choice.
They get back to the Seaside Inn in time to shower and put on their dinner outfits. Walking hand in hand to the restaurant, they are an attractive couple. The dining room is part of the large main building. It houses the reception area, a couple bars, and the elegant dining room. They have elegant china, crystal glassware, and actual tablecloths. After a delicious meal, they end up in the back area where there are sofas and chairs around a large rock fireplace. They get an after dinner drink at the bar nearby and relax on the sofa. It has been a long day, but they are thinking of a quickie before going to sleep.
Matt suggests, “Let’s head back to the cottage and rub our naked bodies together for a while.”
***
In the cottage, Matt gets the fireplace going while Amber puts on some music. Clothes are discarded, and a blanket is spread in front of the fireplace. It is surprisingly cool from the ocean breeze outside, even though it is summer in the rest of the country.
Matt licks her pussy in front of the fireplace. She keeps her legs apart to give him full access to her. When she is wet from his tongue’s attention, Matt moves between her legs to gently slide his cock into her. They are warm and content in each other’s arms. Her breasts are against his chest; his balls are against her ass on each stroke. There is no space between them.
As he moves in her, they get closer and closer to coming. She loves the feeling of her pussy filled with his cock. He loves her pussy lips around him. It is more than fucking…they are making love. It is so good it cannot last long. As soon as Amber starts to have her orgasm, it pushes Matt to begin shooting his semen into her. They hold each other close, as their bodies react to their orgasms together. Matt is lying on top of her. Several minutes pass. He kisses her; she cannot imagine how their naughty times could get any better. Matt leaves the fireplace going when they go to bed. They snuggle together and pull the covers up over them. Their warm bodies, in contact with each other, are more than enough to fend off the coolness of the California coast.
***
Like the Napa and San Francisco trips, Amber is even hornier than at home. She enjoys sex more when she does not have to deal with college and work responsibilities. The following day, after lunch, Matt wants to take her to a secluded beach he knows about. They park the car up on a bluff overlooking the ocean and hike down a small trail to the beach below. Matt was right—this is a beautiful and hidden location. Amber doubts it gets many visitors. It should be a perfect beach to find a spot to fuck.
At the bottom of the bluff, they walk a short distance around the next rock point. Here they find a small beach tucked between rocky outcroppings. It is well protected from the Pacific Ocean wind and toasty warm in the afternoon sunshine. It is a secluded place, just right to get naked in and screw. They brought all the essentials for a romantic interlude: lube, towels, drinks, her battery vibrator, and a big blanket.
Matt spreads the blanket out and Amber gets some music playing on her phone. They hold each other close. Matt helps her slip off her small top. She feels the bulge in his cut offs. A couple kisses are shared while they take off the rest of their clothes…they are both bare in minutes. This is the first time Amber has been fully naked outdoors, in a somewhat public place, since Jamaica. It makes her feel more exposed than when she sun bathed in Kelly’s backyard. She does like the feel of the cool breeze across her body and between her legs. She also likes the view of Matt’s muscular body and fully erect cock. Matt gets a beer for himself and a drink for Amber from the small cooler they had brought.
They sit on the blanket, opposite from each other, about five feet apart. They enjoy the drinks and chatting. As they chat, they both begin touching themselves. The chatting stops …they finish their drinks. Amber spreads her legs to show her pussy and begins softly touching her pussy lips and clit. Looking Matt right in the eye, she brings her fingers up to her mouth and tastes her own pussy. He has gotten harder watching her masturbation show, and he is stroking his erect cock for her to watch too.
What was supposed to be a fuck date on the beach quickly becomes a masturbation party. Amber gets the lube and her vibrator from the bag, they had brought with them. She puts a little lube on Matt’s cock, and then returns to her spot on the blanket across from him. With her legs spread wide she puts the vibrator right on her clit. Screwing would have been fun here, but masturbating in front of one another is extremely erotic.
Amber loves vibrators in general and this particular vibrator is one of her favorites. It is a rechargeable battery vibrator about a foot long with a couple speeds. It never fails to get her pussy off. On this warm afternoon in Mendocino, it is only the three of them, Matt, Amber, and BOB, (her Battery Operated Boyfriend). Matt is not jealous of Bob. Bob always shares and always makes Amber want more.
The day is warm. They get themselves quickly aroused. His cock is at full staff, as he jacks it in long slow strokes. She is moaning softly, working her pussy lips and clit. Watching the other getting near to orgasm is putting each closer to getting off themselves. Matt has to ease up on his cock before shooting his cum too early. He wants to pace himself and time it to coincide with her orgasm.
Matt is glad when she goes into her spasms of pleasure and moans loudly. He stands up and begins jacking his cock in full firm strokes. He knows he is going to come and keeps the stroking going until he shoots cum in long spurts for her to see. This is the first time she has watched a guy put on a jack off show. She had seen guys come before but never stroking their cocks off right in front of her. It was intimate and exciting. They are both in aftershock mode for the next few minutes from the orgasms they had. Amber will think back fondly about this afternoon from time to time, remembering the beautiful setting, the warm sunshine, and the intimacy.
***
When they get back to the cottage, they snuggle on the bed and take a nap. The ocean breeze, the climb up the bluff, and the masturbation party, left them needing a little rest. After the short nap, they shower and get ready for dinner. Tonight they are going to the Lumberjack Cookhouse. They do not know too much about it, except that it is a special place, highly recommended by a local. The restaurant only has one seating at 7:30 p. m. They were told to wear casual clothing and to arrive hungry.
The restaurant is a short distance north of the town of Mendocino, across the bridge. They find it easily. The parking lot is about half full when they get there, a little after seven. They are glad they made a reservation. The building has to be at least a hundred years old, and looks as if it had never been painted.
Inside, the tables are long picnic type tables with attached benches. They are set end to end making one long continuous table. There are half a dozen rows of tables. There is no greeter. Everyone finds a spot and sits down. Matt and Amber grab seats across from one another in about the middle of one of the long table rows. They leave their sweatshirts to save their place and head to the bar.
The bar runs along most of one wall of the room. It consists of several large wooden barrels with heavy planks set on top of them. The bar looks like it had been there since the building was constructed. The plank bar top has stains on it that have to go back to the Teddy Roosevelt administration.
“What will it be Amber, I heard the guys from the Lewis and Clark expedition loved the cosmopolitans?”
Amber has wine, and Matt has a beer. They roam around the room, killing the few minutes they have before dinner. The room is decorated in pictures and implements of the glory days of the lumber industry. There are plenty of antiques around. Matt figures they are not really antiques, but stuff that has been here so long it has passed from being new, to old, and then to priceless antique.