Amber and Matt’s weekend to Monterey was another super time. They have been enjoying each other’s company. Matt calls her and suggests a weeknight, overnighter to Sutter Creek. It is a small town in the California foothills less than an hour away. Matt can pick up Amber from the real estate office in the afternoon, head up there, and be in time for happy hour.
Matt knows this area well; his family came up this way often. There are a half dozen, picture-postcard towns only a few miles apart. He and his dad passed through these towns on their way up the Sierras to go backpacking. Matt has never lost his love of this area, and he wants to share it with Amber.
Sutter Creek is a little town that goes back to the gold mining days. It sits on the western slope of the Sierra Nevada Mountains, south of Lake Tahoe. It is near historic Jackson, California. The town and its building have been well preserved. The main street runs several blocks containing buildings that go back to the late 1800s. The old buildings are now shops, restaurants, and bars. It is an interesting town to visit.
Matt likes this place because it has several bed and breakfast establishments. They are old Victorian type buildings right on the main street or within easy walking distance. There are several appealing looking restaurants, with his favorite being the Old General Store. They specialize in fancy drinks including their Lemon Drop that is guaranteed to knock you on your ass before you have any idea of what happened. Two of the bed and breakfasts are directly across the street from the Old General Store restaurant. This will work excellent if it becomes necessary to crawl home after too many Lemon Drops.
The town has a wine tasting establishment in one of its smaller old buildings. Three wineries have gone together to share the building, offering guests tastes from a wide variety of all three wineries. The wine tasting building is only half a block from the bed and breakfast places. A couple would have to work hard not to have a good time in this town.
They pull into the bed and breakfast on the main street in mid-afternoon. Matt parks behind it. They are registered, and the proprietor shows them the room. It is beautifully decorated in early 1900 style with many antiques. It has a gas fireplace, which is not of the vintage of the place, but certainly great for ease of operation. Just flip the switch and on it comes. Matt’s brain is envisioning Amber naked in front of that fireplace, later in the evening. The owner gets their breakfast drink order and sets up breakfast in their room at 8:30 in the morning.
They do not spend much time in the room. Next, they head to the wine tasting down the street. It is a small place with a bar. They each get a glass and begin tasting wine. There are three different wineries represented, so there is plenty to taste and compare. The girl behind the bar is cute and friendly.
The store also has olives, olive oils, flavored mustards, and wine accessories. As they get a little tipsy on the wine, they gather up a jar of olives and a couple types of mustard. By the time they finish tasting, they have purchased a case of wine, a bottle of port, a couple bottles of champagne, the olives, and the mustard. Matt and Amber head back to the bed and breakfast with their arms full.
In their room at the B & B, Amber puts a few things away. Matt gets the fireplace going. They have been going all day, getting ready for the trip and the fun at the wine tasting store.
Matt asks, “How about a small glass of port, and relax a little in front of the fire place?”
“Love it!” She walks over to where he is opening the bottle on the small table. She brushes her hand across the back of his tight Levi pants. Then comes around and gets her drink. They head to the small sofa in front of the fireplace. They sink down into it, next to each other. The port is smooth, the fire is warm, and the company is perfect. They chat a little about the town and the wine tasting, but mostly they are enjoying the fire and each other.
The small glass of port is soon finished. Matt sets the glasses back on the table. He comes back to her, and still standing, extends his hand to her. She rises up off the sofa to stand in front of him. Matt is holding her close, and even though nothing is said, they both want each other. He holds her face with both of his hands. Matt gently kisses her lips. Then they kiss again; her arms encircle him.
Amber backs up enough to get to the buttons on her top. Slowly unbuttons it and spread the fabric to allow Matt access to her breasts. She had purposely not worn a bra…making it easy for him to seduce her. Soon her top is gone, and he removes his shirt. She pushes her titties into his chest with the next kiss. Then she lowers her hands to feel the bulge in his pants. Amber unbuckles his belt, unbuttons the top button, and lowers the zipper. Slow enough to make him want her to go faster.
They step back away from each other and kick off their shoes. They remove their pants in front of the other. Matt only has on his underwear with a large bulge in the front. His underwear is trying its best to contain his hard cock. Amber is only wearing her frilly panties that she bought especially for this trip. After only a few seconds, of each enjoying the view of the other, the last garments are taken off. They move back together, holding each other cheek to cheek from their heads to their feet.
Matt takes her hand and leads her to the bed, placing her on her back. She spreads her legs for him in anticipation of his tongue. He moves between her legs, licking her inner thighs slowly, getting closer to her pussy. Soon he cannot wait to taste her again and licks her pussy lips softly. His tongue enters her to taste her wetness. She squirms in pleasure. His tongue heads to her nipples, and his cock heads toward her pussy. As he sucks both nipples, the head of his cock is pushing against the opening. Matt stops a moment to lube his cock and her pussy. He massages her pussy lips with the lube, and then returns his cock to her.
Amber moans, as Matt’s cock enters her. He only puts the head in at first, going back and forth, getting a little deeper each time.
“Oh, fuck me Matt!” She squirms to get more of his cock in her. Soon he is balls deep in her. She can feel his nuts hitting her asshole with each deep thrust. She grabs his back with her arms and tilts her pelvis to match the angle of his strokes. She has her first orgasm of the evening while Matt is pounding her pussy.
Matt removes his cock from her. “I want you to get on your knees…on all four, with your head down and your ass in the air.”