We were due for some alone time. One last weekend getaway before the routine of school forces us into days of endless activities.
Soon after the kids were picked up, Clyde and I hopped on his motorcycle and began our journey. We rode south for 250 miles to the river for some fun. After a long and exhilarating ride, we finally made it to our hotel. We settled in for a moment and decided we could really use a drink.
It was late and we arrived at the hotel bar 30 minutes to last call, on a mission. After 4 shots and 2 drinks each we were feeling pretty good. Speed drinking as we called it. The music was bumping and we found ourselves on the dance floor with a hand full of other people having a great time when the lights came on. All too soon the bar was closing but the party wasn't over.
We walked back to our room just across from the pool and threw on our swim suits, climbed the now locked fence and jumped right in. A lot of others were apparently not wanting the party to end and followed suit. There were quite a few people and the alcohol was flowing. We had a lot of fun but were both feeling pretty horny by this point and went back to our room.
Once inside with the door locked, we stripped out of our wet suits and Clyde threw me on the bed.
Stupidly, I had not packed any implements for our trip but that didn't stop him. He found the belt he was wearing earlier and returned to me. He gave me a good thrashing. Slightly numbed by the alcohol, I was ready for so much more but with my ass a glowing red, Clyde dropped the belt. He climbed on the bed with me and gave me a thorough fucking in various positions.
When we were finished, we took a nice hot shower where he pushed me against the wall and took me once more from behind.
It was only when we left the bathroom that I realized we had not closed the curtains.
Everyone still left at the pool got quite a show.