Earth day. Big fricken deal. I'm a world class photographer and journalist, now I get to cover some tree hugging freak, and sing kum ba ya. Oh fricken boy. But my wife thought it would be fun, and we all know who the boss is. Did I ever tell you how much I hate Earth day?
"You do realize that your years of medical study will be useless...that is unless someone gets a splinter from hugging a tree." I said snidely.
"Hey, you always liked northern California, and besides, you might find big foot!" she shot back.
OK, there is a slim chance that might happen, but most likely it will be some hairy French woman. Don't misunderstand me, I have some French blood, but let's face it...
"This is going to ruin a perfectly good weekend." I mumbled.
"Excuse me? I didn't hear you." she shouted from the bathroom.
"Uh...I said, it's going to be a fun weekend!"
"Yeah, right." she said as she rummaged for something to wear. "And besides, it's only for the weekend. I promise I'll make it worth your time!" she added with a coy smile.
I hate it when she does that. I also love it when she does that.
The celebration was held at one of the tree hugger's spread. Apparently he owned several hundred acres and a bunch of cabins. Oh well, at least it gets me out of the office. The plan was we were to share a cabin with another couple, but at the last minute they had a change of plans. Some boring porno convention, or something.
The drive up was a pleasant change, and we talked about some of our past adventures with monks, Eskimos and natives. Time flew by and before we knew it, we were there. The big celebration would come tomorrow, but only a handful of guests would stay the weekend.
There was supposed to be four couples, and the hosting couple. Half of us had arrived, and before nightfall, the rest would be there.
Don and Linda, our hosts, met us as we pulled in, and pointed out our cabin. I felt more comfortable when I learned we wouldn't have to share our space with any one else. Right away, Don handed me a beer, and talked to me like I was part of his family. He and Linda gave us a quick tour of the area, and introduced us to the others. They knew all of our names, as if we were all old friends, and for a moment, I thought I might even enjoy this weekend.
The three guest cabins were identical, and fairly nice, but the main house...man! It looked like an over sized log cabin from the outside, but it was like a mansion on the inside. The top floor had two huge bedrooms, each with their own bathroom, and balcony. The main floor held the kitchen, dining area, and several large rooms, and down the stairs was not a basement, but rather a play room with lots of toys. Big people toys, and a full bar. This weekend was looking better and better all the time!
We were told that during the Earth day celebration tomorrow, the main house would be off limits to everyone except our group. They were expecting hundreds of people to show up, and thought it would be wiser not to allow them near the main house.
"The celebration is mostly for the papers...they want to show the world that some people care about the environment, so they come out, eat some food, take some pictures, and leave." Don told us, as we gathered on the porch of the big house. "They don't seem to care about the other three hundred and sixty four days, they just see it as a way to get out of the office." I could feel my face blush. It was just like at church, you know, the preacher is giving a sermon, and you just know it's directed right at you and nobody else. Oh well, I'm not going to feel guilty. This wasn't my idea, and besides, I recycle.
As we sat around and talked, I realized that all these folks were normal. They weren't freaks, they weren't young, or old, they weren't hunks or babes, they were just normal. None of them were unattractive, but there was something about them that was so beautiful. It might have been attitude, or maybe it was the fresh air getting to me, but I felt at home.
The dinner was fabulous, not at all what I had expected. I pictured some bland vegetarian dish, with sprouts, and pine cones, but instead, we were treated to massive steaks and chicken and fish, and everything that goes with them. It was better than most restaurants we've been to.
After the meal some of us sat around and talked, while others went for a stroll around the grounds. Did you know how fast alcohol affects you at higher altitudes? Well, neither did we, as the wine flowed, and we laughed more and more at less and less.
"You should go enjoy the grounds while it is still warm out." Don said.
"And before the place gets trampled by all the nature lovers tomorrow!" Linda added.
I could use the fresh air, so D (my wife) and I headed for the great outsides. Once you got a hundred feet from the house, everything went silent. It was so surreal, the way the moon lit the trees, and the sound of crickets moaning. Wait a second, crickets don't moan. all right, we knew what it was, we just didn't know who, or where, and of course we had to make sure everybody was OK.
It only took a few minutes to locate them, and right away we knew it was Dave and Beth. I didn't realize before how big her breasts were until I saw them. Geez, how did she hide them so well? Dave looked like he was blowing up beach balls, as he sucked on her oversized nipples. I guess he caught us out of the corner of his eye, as he stopped, and waved us over.
"Hey guys! come on over and grab a piece of grass!" he said nonchalantly, neither of them making any attempt at covering up. Grab a piece of what?
"That was sure good wine, wasn't it?" Beth slurred, obviously having more than her share of the fermented grape. She began to fumble with Dave's zipper, so we decided to give them a little privacy, at least for now, as we continued down the path. We walked for about twenty minutes, and began the long trek back up the path towards our cabin. As we got to the turn off where Dave and Beth were, we decided to check on them. Peering over the bushes, we saw Dave laying on his back with his pants around his ankles, and Beth with her head in his lap. Neither were moving much, so we wandered closer, and Dave turned to us.
"Hey man, can you guys help us? She passed out on me, and I'm too drunk to get her up." My wife walked over to his other side.
"Well, it looks like she sure got you up!" she giggled, as she bent down and lifted Beth's drooling mouth from his cock. It doesn't take much wine to affect D either as she looked at me with those puppy dog eyes.
"All right, but make it quick!" I said, as she straddled one of his legs. She wrapped her hand around his drool covered cock, and began to pump.
"Don't worry, honey, I'll take care of this for you!" she cooed to his drunken delight.
But Beth's drool quickly dried up, leaving her with a dry hand. She tried to spit on it from above, but kept missing.
"Try getting your mouth closer." I suggested. She lowered her head a bit. "More...keep going..." Soon her lips were only an inch away from his fluid oozing head. "OK, another four or five inches and you should be good to go!" I said with a grin. She flashed an evil grin back at me, and quickly devoured his cock. It only took a moment with her talented tongue, before Dave started grunting.
"Ooh, you better stop!" he managed to whisper.
"Not until I get my nightcap!" D said in one quick breath. His body jerked as he provided her with a creamy cocktail, which she greedily slurped down.
"I hope Beth doesn't get mad." my wife said as she helped him pull his pants up.
"Are you kidding? She was hoping you guys would join us for a little fun!" Dave said. Somehow I knew he was telling the truth.
We got Beth to her feet, and by putting one arm over my shoulder, I was able to walk her back to their cabin. Of course my other hand held her breast for support. What? I couldn't let her fall.
As we tucked them into their bed, Kevin and Jennifer, their cabin mates, walked in.
"Oh hi!, we were just helping them to bed...had a bit too much to drink." I said, somewhat embarrassed by the situation.
"Oh, that's OK!" Kevin said, "As a matter of fact, we were kinda watching you guys down there." Now he seemed to be the one who was a bit embarrassed. There was an awkward silence that Jennifer finally broke.
"Don and Linda invited all of us to join them in their hot tub! Why don't you guys join us?"
"Uhh, we didn't bring bathing suits." I said.
"So what? Neither did we!" Jennifer giggled. She grabbed Kevin's hand and then D's hand and headed for the door. "I'm all out of hands, so you'll just have to find something to hold on to!" she laughed as she wiggled her butt towards me. I opted for my wife's hand as I reluctantly followed them up the hill.
Halfway through the house we heard the laughter coming from the patio. As we stepped outside, we were greeted by Don and Linda, and Tammy and Billy.
"Hey, you guys gonna join us?" Don shouted as he held up a glass of wine.
