Chapter 3: Staycation

Wednesday and Thursday of that week are very long work days and very short nights. Barry successfully drove all of the needed changes into the code, got the updates tested, and the new code uploaded to the website by midnight Thursday, well before the 9:00 AM start time of Friday’s audit. Tammy’s presentation to the client was also a huge success. As the meeting with the client concluded the senior partner gave Tammy a well-deserved, but oftentimes neglected, shout-out on a tremendous job. It was his way of letting her know she would have his support when it came time to vote on her nomination as a partner in the firm. He didn’t mind the significant bump in billable hours she provided this week, either.

Both Tammy’s and Barry’s managers had encouraged them earlier in the week to take a long weekend and relax, assuming they would both clear their respective hurdles with flying colors. To celebrate they decided on a staycation in Dallas. Barry found a five-star hotel online and made reservations for Friday and Saturday night, plus reservations at a high-end restaurant located within walking distance of the hotel.

The two slept in on Friday morning then spent a leisurely day getting dressed and packing for their local vacation weekend. They left the house mid-afternoon and arrived at the hotel in Dallas by 3:30 PM.

As Barry guided the Mustang into the hotel’s atrium the roar of the engine filled the covered space. A valet approached the car as Barry opened the door. Another was opening the passenger door for Tammy.

“Good afternoon, sir. Welcome to Dallas. From where are you arriving?”

“Actually, we came in from Fort Worth. My wife and I thought we’d take a break from the day-to-day and enjoy a local vacation,” replies Barry.

“Excellent. Welcome again, and I hope you enjoy your stay.”

Barry clicks the button for the trunk and then hands the remote to the valet along with a five dollar bill.

“Thank you, sir,” says the value, “here is your claim ticket. Call the number on this card before you leave your room to have your car waiting when you arrive.”

The valet that helped Tammy out of the car grabs their one bag from the trunk and leads them into the foyer. As they approach the reception counter the valet peels off and heads to an elevator.

“Good afternoon, how are you today?” chirps a pretty young face from behind the counter. She sees their look as the valet enters an elevator with their bag.

“Don’t worry about your bag. It is being taken to your room.”

Tammy and Barry look at one another and chuckle. Taken to our room already. Yep, five-stars indeed.

The check in process with the receptionist is handled very efficiently. She encourages them to use their phones for their door key because it will also make available other amenities at the hotel, as well as expedite their checkout on Sunday. Their room is on the eighteenth floor. The ride to their floor is in an external elevator with a spectacular view of downtown Dallas. As they exit the elevator they enter a small vestibule with an arched ceiling. It is trimmed in a classic gold color with spectacular paintings on the walls and impressive artwork on end tables.

Tammy and Barry pause for a moment to look at the art and appreciate the detail that has gone into decorating an area of the hotel that is only used as as pass through from the elevator to the rooms. As they leave the vestibule and head down the hallway they realize that the attention to detail extends to every facet of the hotel.

When they get to their room not only do they once again see the same immaculate attention to detail found in the vestibule and hallway, but they also found a few more surprises.

The valet that dropped off their bag must have opened curtains because the sunlight is streaming into the room and they have the same view of downtown as they had from the elevator. He turned on the in-room stereo and set it to play soft-jazz which is filling the room from several strategically placed hidden speakers. There is also a full ice bucket with the neck of a champagne bottle sticking out of the top.

“That’s my hubby,” says Tammy. “When you want to go all-in, you go all-in. This is fantastic.”

Barry goes to the ice bucket and retrieves the champagne. He works the cork back and forth until it flies across the room with a resounding pop. Tammy giggles as Barry pours two glasses and offers her a flute of bubbly.

“To our staycation,” he proposes.

“To our staycation,” Tammy responds.

They clink glasses and take a sip of the delicious liquid.

After a brief tour of the room Tammy comes to Barry and takes his glass, putting it on the dresser. She throws her arms around his neck and gives him a kiss, tasting the sweet flavor of the champagne on his lips. She then goes back for a much deeper kiss, playfully using her tongue in a game of catch-me-if-you-can with his tongue. Barry doesn’t care if he loses the game as he runs his hands up the back of her shirt stopping at the hooks of her bra and slowly disengaging them one-by-one.

As one they waddle to the bed and fall heavily onto it with Tammy landing on top of Barry. She can feel how hard he is through his light slacks. She starts to grind her pelvis against his rod as he lifts her shirt over her head. He then slowly pulls each bra strap off her shoulders finally exposing her d-cup boobs.

She cups each tit in her hands and leans down to his face offering her protruding nipples to his waiting mouth. He starts by licking one then the other, causing each already excited nipple to become fully erect. The licks turn into full suction as he encloses her breast and sucks, using his tongue to continue flicking the top of the nipple buried within his mouth. His hand keeps the other nipple at attention by slowly massaging and pinching it in rhythm of his licking tongue.