They wake to a bright sunny morning. Monterey can have a marine layer come in and make the mornings on the gray and cool side…but today it is perfect. After they make coffee in the room, they shower, dress, and head to a little diner up the street for breakfast. It is an easy breakfast before Amber has to drop Matt off at class. The fire academy is only a few blocks from their hotel. They had talked about cooking dinner in their room at the hotel. Amber plans to do the dinner shopping while Matt is in class.
She hits the grocery store buying a couple steaks, potatoes, bread, and salad stuff. A small tub of ice cream will round out the meal. She also sees boxes of firewood and gets a couple for the fireplace in their room. She drops the stuff off back in their room and spends the rest of the morning looking at shops. Mostly just looking, but she does find a couple sexy outfits she figures Matt would enjoy.
She picks up Matt in time for lunch. They spend the afternoon roaming around Cannery Row, including a visit to the Monterey Aquarium. They find an older, seedy looking bar, where John Steinbeck might have had a drink or two…at least they pretend he did. After a couple glasses of wine and a few beers, they are ready to start canning sardines themselves.
They get back to their room in the late afternoon. Amber shows Matt the choices she made for dinner. She informs him, “I don’t think our little kitchen has enough pots and pans for you to cook. I’ll cook dinner.”
“Very funny! Can I be the bull cook?”
“Sure! You can start by getting the fireplace going and opening the wine. You need to check out the barbeque too.”
They work together getting dinner ready. Matt does his chores and keeps Amber’s glass with wine. She does let him barbeque the steaks. It is almost like playing house. They work well together and occasionally toast their wine glasses while they work.
They eat their dinner watching the sunset from the tiny table on their front porch. A gourmet dinner at the finest restaurant in the country would not have pleased them more.
After dinner they watch a little television together, something they had never done before. They catch a little of the news. Matt likes sports and the Science Channel; she likes the Lifetime Channel and Family Feud. They compromised on reruns of the Golden Girls. They sit together, holding hands, and laughing. When the TV is finally off, they have the last of the wine and talk. They are planning to head to bed for another round of naughtiness.
With the TV now off, they can hear a banging coming from somewhere in their building. They do not know what it is. The noise is coming from their bedroom. It is a rhythmic bang. Once they are in their bedroom, they can tell the noise is coming from the other side of the wall directly behind the bed.
Matt figures it out first. “It’s coming from the other people’s bedroom. I think they’re screwing, and their headboard is banging the wall.” He is smiling widely.
They listen at the wall. Matt thinks he can hear the woman moaning. “Let’s go outside, maybe we can see them through the window.”
“I don’t think so, getting arrested as a peeping tom is not going to read well on your resume.”
“You’re right, how about an alternate form of entertainment. We can screw to their rhythm.” The banging on the wall continues. They strip, get on the bed, and Matt buries his cock in Amber. He delivers the strokes to the cadence supplied by their neighbors. At first, he is matching the banging almost perfectly, but after a short time passes, their attention is diverted from the neighbors to their own pleasure.
Matt is holding her tight, making sure his cock makes contact with her clit on each stroke. He whispers in her ear, “I bet you are getting a better fucking than that poor girl next door.”
“I feel sorry for her. Her guy cannot be as hot a lover as you are.” She whimpers, while she speaks.
Matt continues the strokes a little longer, then withdraws, and slides down her body until his mouth is between her legs. He begins licking her soaking wet pussy. Amber loves it. After a short time eating her, he again moves up until his cock enters her once more. Matt goes back and forth from fucking her to eating her. Amber loves both; the going back and forth is fantastic.
Matt is at her pussy with his tongue. “Your pussy is delicious. It’s very wet and has that freshly fucked flavor. Do you want to taste it?”
“How?”
He moves up to kiss her, making sure she tastes her pussy on his tongue.
“Yummy!”
“My cock has a coating of your pussy juices; I can bring it up to your mouth?”
“Ok!”
Matt moves his body to her side and lines up his cock with her mouth. His cock is hard and dark from all the blood flowing into it. It is also glistening from her juices all over it. Amber grabs her vibrator and puts on her clit. She takes his cock into her mouth and licks her wetness from it.
She keeps sucking his cock and makes sure the head of it gets plenty of attention. She is moaning and close to an orgasm from her vibrator. Matt is ready to shoot cum too. He puts his head back and trusts his cock at her. Amber sucks him off, taking his cum into her mouth. At the same time, her pussy enters into its own climax. She squeezes the vibrator between her legs, as she milks the last drops of his cum into her mouth.
She tosses the vibrator to the side and pulls Matt down to her. She kisses him, knowing she still has the taste of his cum in her mouth. He must be able to taste it. “Do you like the taste?”
“With you, everything tastes special.” They embrace in each other’s arms a while before getting ready for bed. It is another night of cuddling; they fall asleep thinking of each other.
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