A Weekend's Adventures in Portland
Weekend in Portland for Mother's Day
This weekend in Portland with Steve was going to be brief because Sunday was Mother's Day, and I wanted to spend that day with my daughter, Megs.
My weekend trip began on Friday evening after I experienced a delay in leaving home around Friday afternoon. I finally arrived at Steve's house in the evening.
Steve had plans for us, as we were supposed to meet some of his friends. As soon as I arrived, he asked me to change into an attire that consisted of a semi-short wrap skirt and a thin padded shoulder blouse with a low front, sleeveless, and open arm holes which could showcase some side boob and even more while leaning forward. Of course, it was a norm with Steve that I wouldn't wear any bra or panties.
After changing, Steve took me to a restaurant we had previously been to before. He informed me that we had dinner reservations at 8:30, but it was not yet 8:00, so we waited until our table was available.
We entered the lounge, and Steve guided me along the left side, where there were several unoccupied booths. He stopped at one, and I nearly ran into the man sitting alone there. I recognized his face, but couldn't immediately place it - until he spoke. It was AJ, whom I also met through Steve last year. But AJ lived in the north Puget Sound area and owned a large boat. He had invited me to entertain his friends during a week-long cruise in the San Juan Islands.
Steve took me to the other side of the table, where he slid me in between the two of them. We discussed trivial matters and recent events and recounted our experiences from the previous year's boat trip. It was just before 8:30 when our reservation pager signaled our table was ready. Also, AJ joined us.
Steve and AJ both complimented my appearance, and Steve added, "You should know, AJ!" This prompted a laugh from AJ, and I playfully punched Steve in the arm. As we walked towards our dining area, AJ flattered me by stating that he thought I looked delicious.
Upon entering our booth, I was once again sandwiched between the two men, just as I was in the lobby. Menus were placed before us as the waiter offered to take our drink orders. I couldn't help but smile. Some waiters focus on their job and block out distractions, while others struggle with them. And in this case, this fellow had difficulty ignoring the view in front of him. I found this quite arousing. Steve's hand rested on my upper arm, and his finger stroked the area where my side boob was exposed from under the blouse.
Steve chided AJ, saying, "AJ, you should know!" AJ retorted, "Steve, you shouldn't make that man's job any easier!" When the waiter returned for our drink orders, Steve's hand was nowhere in sight, and AJ was now caressing my arm and brushing against my breast.
A few minutes after we were served our beverages, and waiting to order our meals, the waiter suddenly paused while delivering them. It appeared he had a hard time not staring at the exposed portion of my chest. I wasn't offended by this; it turned me on even more. And I knew that Steve enjoyed the distraction I created at times.
We placed our orders, all choosing different options - I selected Seared Scallops, while the men both chose steaks. The waiter appeared slightly shaken, which amused Steve, AJ, and me.
CURATED RELATABILITY: AFTER SEX
Our hands met as soon as our food arrived, but this time around Steve's were busy stroking my side boob. His fingers dug deeper and I could feel his touch probing further to tease my nipples. I whispered to the men, "You guys are making that waiter nervous!" They grinned and Steve informed me that AJ had a burning question to ask.
It was AJ who drew my focus back to him. He mentioned he was preparing a boating trip and had thought of me for the event. I wanted to know why, considering I'm not the youngest gal he's had on his boat. AJ answered with a sense of pride, "When I met you last year, you impressed me with your personality and eagerness to please. I also noticed how much you enjoyed being a source of pleasure, and how easily you entertained our guests." Steve chimed in teasingly, "What he means, sweetheart, is that you love having your boobs and pussy played with." It was a truth I couldn't deny, and it indeed made me uncomfortable.
Our conversation was interrupted by the arrival of our meals and the men's hands left my shirt. This was certainly a relief for the young waiter. As I stared into my glass, I asked AJ about his plans, mentioning when and how long the trip would last and how many of us would be there. AJ admitted this was a last-minute idea as his friends wanted to meet up next weekend. He also shared that he had plans with two other women, and of course, his own invitation was for four other men too. He then added, "Also, I noticed you didn't seem to mind a bit of roughness our last time together." He warned me that his friend who planned the trip was known to have a domineering attitude, but not a true sadist.
Taking a deep breath, I told him I needed time to think and rattled off a few requirements. I wanted a familiar face present, so I could trust her (signalling Steve) and any actions would be halted immediately if I used a safe word or my trusted person signaled one too. I also promised to get back to him by Monday.
Upon reaching the restaurant entrance, Steve suggested AJ could spend the night at his place "and Dani is yours for the night." I felt my face burning as AJ responded, "That's very enticing, especially since I need to be back home tonight."
Four days after this conversation, I contacted Steve to inform him I'll meet the conditions if he could also be with me. And, as of the time I'm writing this, the weekend we went on the boat has taken place, so stay tuned!
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