Chapter 69

She started noticing the ocean, the cliffs, a sailboat, seagulls and the smell of the wind. I formulated a theory that when a woman is having fun with a full pussy some of her other senses are put into a standby mode.

The highway went inland for a while and just before we saw the ocean again we were in a town called Cambria. I had reservations there for dinner and a place to stay. It was early in the day so I drove to the place where I had reserved a small cabin for us. I checked us in and got the key. I asked for an extra two pillows and some extra towels. They would be in our cabin when we came back, after three o'clock. We had lunch in a sidewalk café in the town, then headed north along the highway again. We stopped at the Hurst Castle Pier and walked out to the end. No one else was there. We watched the ocean, the birds and one boat. We kissed a few times and I reached into her jacket and pinched her nipples as I kissed her neck from behind. Colleen turned, reached inside my jacket and returned the affection, then laughed. We walked back to the bike. As we got close Colleen said, "I'll never see a couple on a bike ever again without wondering if she is as turned on all the time as I am."

"Would it make you smile to believe they were?"

"Yes!"

"Then I'll believe it too!"

A few miles farther north and we stopped for a walk on the beach. We saw a few families and another couple, walking. When we walked back to the bike it was close to three o'clock so I turned the bike south and we went back to Cambria. We stopped at the Moonstone Cottages and hung out until time for dinner. We cleaned up and walked to a small quiet restaurant I loved called the Sows Ear. It is crowded every night that I have ever been in Cambria, with locals and tourists. The food is incredible and the staff always treated me like I was a visiting Uncle they liked.

This night was just like that. I had bbq'ed ribs and Colleen had salmon. We shared and both made the noises one makes when they are really allowing themselves to enjoy. The dessert was a berry cobbler with fresh made vanilla ice cream. I was glad we walked. The walk back kept us from going into a stupor from eating so much. We walked, holding hands, sometimes stopping to look in store windows and into galleries, and sharing kisses and other touches. No hurry. The weather was warm and cooling off but not all the way to cold. We were both quite comfortable in unzipped leather.

I don't know how other, younger, people feel about romance and affection. I know that my intention was to give Colleen an adventure, a packet of memories that she could think about from time to time and enjoy. If it worked out that we became something more that would be great. So far it was looking good. She had enjoyed everything we had done together. By every indication we were becoming a couple.

In our cottage I undressed her and we showered. The soaps were fragranced and a bit feminine to my taste, but Colleen liked the smell, she said, and she liked rubbing up a lather on me, which I loved. Out of the shower we started a fire in the fireplace and opened windows so it wouldn't get too hot in the room. On the bed I held her and caressed her sides, back, neck and hips, leaving breasts and cunny alone. Colleen gave as good as she got.

As the fire died I helped this wonderful woman off the bed and pulled down the covers. I helped her into bed and joined her. Before pulling the covers back up to cover us I said, "Honey, You know this trip is for you. Right now, there are choices to make. We have had lots of sex and adventure and we can have more sex right now. I can smell the delicious fragrance that is yours and yours alone. I would love to go between your legs and taste your pleasure. If you would rather, I am equally excited to be inside you with my cock. I want you to be catered to, to be completely satisfied that I gave you whatever I could this weekend. What is your pleasure?"

Colleen's arms went around my neck and her face pulled close to mine in the dim light.

"Pete, I want you to hold me all night long. I don't need a display of how manly you are and how many times you can get it up. I wanted an adventure when I made the announcement. You gave me that. God, how you gave me that! Now, in this moment I can tell you that what I want more than anything is to be your woman, for us to be a couple. Loving you, living with you in my life, as a partner, would make me the happiest I have ever been."

I kissed her, or she kissed me. It doesn't matter which of us started it. It happened, over and over for a while and then we covered ourselves and slept, holding each other.

We were awakened by sunlight. It hit a car window and bounced in our ocean facing windows. We rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep. It didn't work. So, we got dressed and headed out for the day's adventure.

It is seventy-three miles on a twisting, turning, elevation changing, mostly two lane road from Cambria to my favorite restaurant on the west coast of the United States, Nepenthe. On a freeway seventy-three miles is just about an hours ride. On the coast highway, on a motorcycle, it takes longer. Add in the time for a couple of scenic overlooks and it was lunch time when we arrived.

Nepenthe sits atop a outcrop about four hundred feet above the ocean with a view for many miles south along the coast. Beginning at lunch time there is seating on either of two patios overlooking the coast. The food is incredible and the service is friendly. The regulars are professors, poets, artists, writers and other creative folk. Colleen and I were seated at a table for four. We were still looking at the view and not the menus when another couple were brought to our table. I looked at the waitress as it is customary for them to ask before seating strangers at a table. Then I looked at the couple. They were the people from the Miata!

"When I saw you I told the waitress you were our friends. I hope you don't mind."

Colleen answered, "Not at all. Please do join us. I'm Colleen and this is Pete."

"Do you recognize who they are?" I asked.

"Of course. They drive a Miata."

They sat. We looked at menus and the waitress came for our orders.

"Order anything you want. We are buying, as a way of saying Thanks." The man said.

I'm sure we ordered what we would have ordered if we were paying. The man introduced them as Helen and Mike after the waitress left. A few seconds of uncomfortable silence was broken by Colleen.

"I'm dying to know, how has your trip been since we saw you?"

Helen blushed and said, "I'm so glad we bumped into you here. I've been burning to tell someone about what happened and there is no one I can tell when we get home!"

"No one?" Colleen asked.

"No. Mike and I aren't married. We are members of a rather conservative church in Oakland. Our wedding is next year. Who could I tell that I stripped and had sex with Mike on the hood of his car?"

"Speaking of that, how was that for you?" I asked.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, that was the most incredible thing that has ever happened to either of us!" Mike added.

"Had you been intimate before?"

"Only touching each other for moments through our clothes. I had never seen a naked man before I saw you and Mike! Only my doctor and a nurse had seen me naked!"