Our Trip to Canada

Josh walked out of the luxurious bathroom with a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist. Droplets of water balanced precariously on his body as he prowled over to the window that looked out over the river towards Downtown Vancouver. "What a view eh? We've only been here a few hours and I love it already."

I made my way towards him and encased his waist in my arms. "I know. I love it too." I softly peppered his damp skin with gentle kisses and slid my hand inside the front of the towel. My fingers ran through his wiry curls and rested on his semi hard cock. "Mmm, feels like someone wants to play!"

Josh chuckled, "you can't help yourself can you?"

"No." I simply said and continued to work my fingers over him. The front of the towel had now tented and with my other hand I pulled the towel from him. He was now standing naked, overlooking the wonderful view of crystal clear water that appeared dormant under the Granville Bridge. In the reflection I could see my hand moving back and forth. I then knelt behind him and kissed his bum cheeks. I licked just inside the crack and felt his muscles tense.

"I think you better stop that before I shoot all over these nice clean French doors."

"Then open them and let's go on the balcony and show this country your lovely cock!"

Josh laughed. "I don't think so!" At that point he turned around and told me to crawl over to the bed. I did as he requested, shaking my arse a little more lewdly. I sat on the edge for a few seconds before he spoke. "Undo your blouse." One by one I seductively unbuttoned it and when fully open I slipped it off, quickly followed by my white satin bra.

Looking directly into his dark eyes I gave him my cheekiest smile and dirtiest voice. "Get me dirty hun!" My husband stepped forward, his six-foot frame towering above me. His stiff cock bounced in front of me, already leaking pre-cum. I reached down to the toiletry bag and took the baby oil from it and poured some into my palms. I cupped my weighty breasts, spreading the soft silky lotion over them and between them. "Fuck my tits, titty-boy!"

He positioned himself in my cleavage and I tightly squeezed my heavy mounds around him, trapping his cock, suffocating it into the slippery moist crevice. He pumped harder and harder and the purple swollen head broke through my cleavage and into the path of my open mouth. I dripped warm saliva on it and watched it disappear as he pummelled with vigour.

His hands roughly grappled at my tits, pulling, squeezing and tugging them. I grabbed at his swaying arse and simultaneously as he thrust into my jiggling breasts I spanked him. One after the other the spanks continued on each cheek. My hands stung and the heat rose from his skin. Josh was groaning and I knew he couldn't take much more, whether it was from the spanking or the fucking of my tits. I verbally encouraged him a little more. "Oh yeah, get my tits dirty... cum on my tits. Fuck 'em harder, harder..."

With a loud groan, he pulsed strings of cum over my bountiful waiting breasts. I spread his warm essence around my nipples. "What are you waiting for my kinky titty-boy?" He immediately got to his knees and swept his gifted tongue over my nipple. "I love it when you lick yourself from me." I moaned. "Now kiss me..." His cum soaked lips met mine and I ravished them wildly, pushing my tongue deep between them, probing his salty mouth. Together we moaned blissfully as we shared in our kinky intimacy.

He pushed me down on the bed and hitched my skirt up then pulled my knickers down. His tongue wasted no time as he delved into me, prodding at my wet pussy, licking quickly over my clit. "Don't fuck around... make me cum!"

"Someone's impatient... maybe I should make you wait!" He jested.

"Don't... you..." His tongue flicked my clit. "Ahhh... fucking dare!" I cried.

I felt his laughing breaths dance on my smooth pussy and out of nowhere his mouth completely covered it. He kissed it, sucked it and fucked it with that expert tongue of his. I writhed on the luxuriously made bed, my back arched, my tits bounced and my hips catapulted into him. My moans crept higher and higher and finally I screamed as his lips pursed around my clit and his rapid tongue quivered over it. I fell back, paralysed from the waist down.

"Holy fuck... you nearly killed me!" I breathlessly giggled.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "You don't always get it your own way babe. Now go and take a shower!" He slapped me on the bum and lightly pushed me towards the bathroom.

"While I'm in here can you wire up the laptop for me? I need to check for mail!"

"Can't you just tell me your password and I can check!" A cheeky smile appeared on his gorgeous face.

"Nice try nosey-boy, but you ain't reading my mail from her!"

"Ahh it was worth a try, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess, but the answer will always be the same... NO!"

"Yeah, yeah... just get your arse in the shower!"

Fifteen minutes later I came out of the bathroom revitalised and bursting with energy. I tightened the cream coloured robe around me and sat at the desk near the window and tapped into my email account. Within a few seconds Joanna's details of the evening were laid out before me. "Got you, my good friend! You ready for some spying hun?"

Josh appeared over my shoulder. "Ok, so what's happening?"

"She told me the other day that today is their anniversary. They are going to a posh hotel for dinner, one that overlooks a river..." I grinned. "You did well hun in choosing this one. I would have chosen the other one that overlooked Stanley Park."

"Don't get your hopes up, how do you know it's the restaurant downstairs. There are probably hundreds of restaurants bordering the rivers and creeks around here."

"Well, she said the actual hotel was fairly lavish and first class. It also has a penthouse suite. Our hotel has a penthouse. Look, she even sent me a pic of the view when you stay in the penthouse. And watch when I do this..."

I ran our hotel through a search engine and checked out the views from the variety of rooms that are available. I clicked on the penthouse view and lo and behold, a moment later the exact same view morphed onto my screen. "Very clever... so how is this plan gonna work?"

"Well, I have the first plan and a back up. I know what she's wearing and I know the time of their reservation. I am going to arrange for a bunch of flowers to be delivered to the restaurant. We of course will be there already. This way, if there is a mishap and she doesn't wear what she says she's going to, we should be able to find her. I'm just hoping that they are the only ones who will be receiving flowers!"

"Are we actually introducing ourselves to them tonight?"

"No, I don't think so. They play a little game with each other while they eat. I wanna see her in action."

"You really are something else aren't you?" He smiled.

"Of course, or would you prefer if I was something else?" I flippantly asked.

"No, I love you the way you are... despite this crazy idea of yours!" Josh nuzzled into my neck and kissed me lightly on a sensitive part that he found on our first ever night together.

"I'm sending her an email, saying how I much I like her outfit that she described. I have also requested she wear her red 'spank me' panties and told her to do a little dare for me!"

Josh pulled away from me and walked over to the glass doors that led to the balcony. "Spank me panties, what the fuck are they and just what kind of dare do you have in mind?" He walked along the length of the balcony, looking up then looking down. He disappeared from sight for a few seconds and then came back into view. "You can see right into the next room from here..." His voice faded off and then I heard him again mention the 'spank me' panties.

"Oh, you don't know about those do you? And I'm not divulging our emails but if things go well, you'll know exactly what me and her have been talking about this last year or so!"

I sent the email to her and arranged with a florist for a beautiful bouquet of flowers to be delivered to the restaurant at about 7:45pm. I didn't disclose any other details to Josh because I wanted him to feel the suspense and anticipation.

Our clothes were still folded in the luggage so I set the iron up that was in the small utility room. Josh was going to wear a black pair of trousers and a white shirt. I on the other hand had no idea what to wear. I wanted to dress slightly casually and comfortably. After all, tonight was just the beginning. But then again, if my plan went too well and for some uncontrollable reason we found ourselves colluding with Joanna and Richard, I'd really want to look stunning.

I opted for a simple lilac dress that had an aubergine coloured over shirt that you could accompany with it. The shirt was virtually transparent and complimented the simplicity of the dress. To finish off the ensemble I'll wear my low-heeled black court shoes and accessorise with a silver chain, bracelet and my favourite silver rings.

With the clothes ironed and hung up ready for the evening, Josh and I decided to throw on some jeans and a t-shirt and go walking along False Creek. The views were breathtaking, the buildings shadowed in a half silhouette and the mountainous landscape was wonderful.

Time was ticking by and we made our way back to the hotel. We made reservations for dinner at the restaurant for 7:15pm. I wanted to be seated in there before Joanna and Richard arrived. I knew exactly what table they had reserved as well. In her mail, Joanna had said that she liked the table directly opposite a large white yacht. She gave no reason for her preference. All she said was that it was a nice spot to look out onto. When making our booking I requested for the table next to theirs. We would be sitting no more than three feet away!

To be continued...