Chapter 2

“Babe, I’ve got our bags in the car. We probably have time for breakfast once you get done in...” my voice trailed off as I saw Jamie walk out of the bathroom, nude.

We’d been living together for three years now and she still took my breath away with her beauty. A shade over five feet tall, her slightly longer than shoulder-length dark brown hair glistened with dampness from the shower. There was not one extra pound on her, and a beautiful smile that would light up any room she entered.

“You hungry baby?” she said, walking slowly towards me. “You want some breakfast?” I hoped I knew where this was going to go. “I’ve got some breakfast right here for you.”

I was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Jamie pushed me back onto it, and then climbed up over top of me, positioning her knees on both sides of my head, straddling my face. In a baseball stadium, this would be called an obstructed view. In my book, I had the best view in the house.

She looked down at me coyly and then spread her knees apart slightly, lowering her trimmed pussy to my lips. I had already inhaled her scent and thought she was pretty aroused. The wetness of her lips and surrounding pussy hair confirmed my thoughts that she had been touching herself in the shower.

“Taste me, baby ... taste me...” and who was I to argue with a beautiful woman.

The rest of the day was filled with a drive to the airport, a short flight, then a longer flight, and finally, after renting a car, a two-hour drive to the rented house. As Jamie and I zeroed in on the place, well, it was breathtaking.

It was a large, three-story mansion, a Gothic-style house that was situated on a small island in the middle of a lake, accessible via a drawbridge! (Okay, it was electrically operated, but still, it was a drawbridge!)

We were the last to arrive, and it was great to see everyone again. Guy and Raina had arrived a day early (we alternated each year with one couple arriving early to shop and get things prepared) and I could smell the steaks on the grill. Made my mouth water.

So had Jamie. On the ride up she was a constant tease. She’d slide a hand down inside her pants and play with herself for several minutes, then she’d pull her hand out and lightly trace her fingers across her lips, then push the fingers inside her mouth, then repeat the process for me to taste.

Then she would rub my legs and crotch, getting me hard, and then slide her head down, and take me within her mouth, licking and sucking ... then back off, back away ... smile ... and let me settle down, only to repeat it again ... and again ... and again...

Hugs went all around, and smiles were big and genuine. Was introduced to Ash for the first time. Short for Ashley, she was a tall, well-proportioned young woman with long, curly dirty-blonde hair. I could see what Sheila and Jake saw in her.

She seemed a little shy, but with the rest of us being a bit boisterous, it could have just been her taking the group’s temperature before jumping in with both feet.

Jamie and I got the fifty-cent tour as we were shown to our room. It was an older place, with huge windows, old, stuffed furniture, and the smell of leather. Our bedroom was on the second floor and had a king-size four-poster bed complete with a fireplace and bathroom.

There were more bedrooms on the second floor. The first floor had a large living room, a library, a formal dining room, a huge kitchen, and a den. I didn’t ask about the third story.

Dinner was served so we all gathered in the main dining room. There was a table in the kitchen, but with seven of us, and the feast that was prepared, the dining room was in order. Grilled porterhouse steaks, baked potatoes, salad, several vegetables, and freshly baked bread filled everyone’s bellies while the wine loosened tongues.

We told tales of previous adventures, spoke of our lives outside of D&D, and agreed that this weekend looked like it was going to be one for the ages.