She had a bit of a downcast look, “We were hoping you could help with some of the planning. We just want to get out of here, and figured an island would be a great way to do that. Plus, we both love riding the ferries.” There was that megawatt smile again. She could really blind someone with it, one of these days.
I thought about it for a minute. Getting away really did sound like a great idea. I really wasn’t too sure about shacking up with these two for the weekend. Their parents were likely to think I was some kind of creep, and I really didn’t want anyone thinking I was some new version of the Green River Killer.
I had met them when I moved, of course, but wasn’t best of friends with them either. They both worked odd shifts, so they were always coming and going. The father worked as a shift supervisor for a transportation company, and the mother worked as an IT technician, similar to my field.
Eventually I decided that I wasn’t really THAT much older than they were, and to just try to relax. This could be a great thing for me, since I hadn’t really been with anyone since my ex-wife dumped me. Not that I was expecting anything from them, but figured even just spending time with them would be very refreshing.
“OK, have you girls ever been to Whidbey Island?”
“Not since we were little, camping with my family. Why?”
“Well I know of a quaint B&B place on the island that would be perfect. Don’t ask me how I know about it. What are the sleeping arrangements going to look like? The place I am thinking of has these old rustic cabins. Some are smaller for a single couple, and there is a larger one, called the Lodge, that is for two couples. That might be a good option.”
You could see the gears grinding in her head on that one. I guess she hadn’t thought of sleeping arrangements. Heck, maybe she was thinking of me naked. Unlikely, but you never know. Perhaps this should be a group conversation, I thought to myself. “Should we get your sister over here too? What about her boyfriend?” I asked.
“Yeah, we should probably get Katie back over here. Her boyfriend will go along with whatever we come up with, though.” Typical response, I should have expected that. She walked out onto the front port, yelled across the street to her house, “KATIE!!”
Her sister came running across the street. I got the door opened, turned around, and had two very expectant teenagers almost ready to stampede over me to get inside.
“Come on in,” I laughed as they pushed past. “Make yourselves at home,” as I went inside and shut the door.
“Thanks, Mr. B,” said Katie.
“You’re welcome, and guys, stop calling me Mr. B. It makes me feel old. Call me John.”
“OK, John, so my sister told me that you agreed to come with us this weekend? That’s awesome!” Katie was obviously very happy. I had no problem watching her nice little tits move around as she bounced, even though they were encased in a white shirt that said ‘YOLO’ across them.
“Well, getting away from here sounds great, but we need to figure some stuff out first. Like, where will we stay? Who is all going to share a room? I mentioned to your sister that there is this great B&B place I know of, but it’s a romantic place for couples to go stay together at. They have cabins for two, or a larger one for four people.”
Unlike her sister, she was really hard to read. Eventually it looked like she reached a decision in her head. “If we shared the large one, we could pair off. I know my boyfriend and I could share one room, if you two could share the other?” Katie asked, with a similar smile to her sister. Damn these two were going to give me a complex.
The idea of spending two horrible, boring nights with this perfect little package was making me brain dead. I was about to try to mumble something unintelligent when Teri answered for me. Thank god.
“We could do that. I promise not to bite John, well too hard at least,” she said with that grin again. This was going to be a great weekend, or I was going to be murdered in my sleep. Either way, if I were to die in bed with Teri, would that really be so bad?
“Good then it’s settled. Come on Teri, we should go finish packing, and let John get his things together.”
What the hell was I getting myself into? Aside from the obvious female companionship, this trip was probably a really bad idea. I really wasn’t too shocked that I went along with it though. My cock was doing all the thinking for me at this point, and it wanted some attention.
“OK, if you two want, I can drive. Come back here in about an hour, and we can pack up my truck to go. Pretty much all you need to bring is clothes to change into and a swimming suit, if you want to swim in the small pond they have.” I had to smile, thinking of them both in skimpy two-piece bikinis.
I mentioned that I had the Mini, but also have a truck. One is for work, one is for fun. The truck is a newer full size Ram, with plenty of cab space and a lighted chrome roll-bar on the back. I had just recently also added a new front ARB bumper, complete with a WARN winch. It truly was a giant toy, but I didn’t really have to justify it with anyone, anymore.
So up the stairs I went, to pack some things for the weekend away. I still couldn’t believe I was going along with this, but was also getting pretty excited. As I packed, I had visions of the two of them in bathing suits, getting into a hot-tub. Both had a nice figure, and were VERY easy on the eyes.
Mentally I made a list of things to bring, and started gathering them. I got myself enough socks, boxers, shorts, and shirts to last the 3 days. Then I packed up my toothbrush and other stuff from the bathroom. Lastly, I made sure to grab my cell phone charger and laptop bag, just in case. I wasn’t on-call this weekend, but hell, my job had called on me at crazier times.
I took my stuff downstairs and left the two bags by the door. I went back to the kitchen, and opened a beer. After taking a long pull on the ice cold drink, there was a knock at the door. It was Teri, waiting with her bags.
“Come on in, Teri. Is Katie almost ready?” I asked.
“Yeah, she always takes forever to get ready, but I think she is nearly done.” She came in the door, dropped her big roll-around suitcase and a smaller backpack near my things. “So, you have anything to drink while we wait?”
I wanted to offer her a beer, but thought better of it. I offered her some juice or Gatorade instead. She opted for a Gatorade, so I went into the garage to get one out of the spare fridge. When I came back in, she ambushed me at the door.
She grabbed me, and pulled me into a ferocious hug, mashing her lips against mine. I was stunned, but the little head took over my thinking very quickly, and soon I was kissing her back with heat. We got into a tongue duel right there in the hall, her drink and, well, basically everything else forgotten. When we finally broke the kiss, I felt the need to check my feet for burn marks, it was THAT hot. I told her as much, too.
“DAMN! I need to check my feet and the floor for burn marks!” After fake checking my feet, and getting a light slap on the arm for it, I went on. “That was amazing. What brought that on? Not that I am complaining or anything…”
“I figured if we are going to be spending the weekend in the same bed, I needed to find out how good of a kisser you were,” she said with that wicked grin again. This girl was going to kill me with just her looking at me, I swear.
Naturally right about that time, there was another knock at the door and Katie just pushed her way in. “Hello??!?” she yelled out. “Anyone home? Did you guys get lost in the bedroom already?” This last part she asked with a snicker.
I led Teri out to the front door, and handed her the bottle of Gatorade that I had just now remembered I was carrying. “Katie would you like one too? We should get going if we don’t want to wait all night for a spot on the ferry.”
“Sure, I will take one. I talked with Brian, and he said since he was leaving work that he would just meet us at the ferry docks. He had to run home really quick to get some stuff, and he lives closer to the docks, so a double-trip didn’t make a lot of sense.”
“No worries, that sounds good to me. We should get going, and can get some drive-thru food on the way, or just eat on the ferry. I will leave that decision to you two once we get on the road. Text Brian, letting him know that we should get there in about an hour.”
She sent him the message, and it looked like she also sent one to her parents. I was really glad to NOT be in the middle of that one, although at eighteen she likely didn’t really need their permission anymore. Oh well, if there was going to be trouble with them, hopefully it would come AFTER this wonderful weekend!
We went out to the truck, loaded all the bags in the back seat, and the girls did paper/rock/scissors to see who sat up front with me, and who rode in back with the bags. Evidently Katie won, since right after I jumped in the cab and fired it up, she hopped into the passenger seat. We got moving, and the girls decided on just eating some drive-thru Taco Bell on the way. We stopped, and they had some kind of Chalupa thingy, while I got my favorite Chipotle Grillers.
We got onto the freeway, and I set the cruise control for the trip up north to the ferry dock. About half-way to Mukilteo, Katie got a text from Brian. Apparently his car broke down, and he wasn’t going to be able to make it.