Briggs Valley
Part 1
We just passed through the city of Santa Cruz, taken hwy. 17 north, and were now watching for the Briggs Valley turnoff. The trip up from L.A. had grown increasingly quiet the closer we got to Chad and Jeans' house.
"Are you sure you want to keep going? We could bail on this and go have a nice weekend in Carmel. I'm sure we could find a hotel. You know I'm only comfortable doing this if you're a hundred percent onboard." I'm not sure who was more hesitant, Tina or I.
She answered, almost a little to quickly, "No! No! I'm sure if you are. It just seems kind of weird to be putting ourselves into this situation knowingly. In Hawaii it was just a heat of the moment thing. This is like premeditated craziness."
"There's been a little premeditated crazy since then don't you think?"
"Yeah, I guess so. But still, this is like the whole big ball of wax, not just what we did at the Pachanga casino that night. That seems kind of tame compared to this."
"It may have seemed tame to you, it sure didn't to me."
Eight mouths ago we had met a couple in Hawaii while on vacation. The trip ended with one very eye opening night of sex that included the four of us. Since then we had been making short little videos, doing various things sexually and sending them to each other. Each successive one had been a little more hardcore and harder to top than the last one till Tina and I went a little overboard. We had spent the weekend at one of the big Indian casinos' where we talked a stranger into joining us in our room where Tina gave him a blowjob while I filmed it.
Instead of receiving the next video from Chad and Jean, which we were really looking forward to, especially since we felt they'd have to come up with something really outrageous after our last one, we received an invitation instead. It read.
YOUR LAST VIDEO WAS AMAZING. THERE IS NO WAY FOR US TO DO TOP IT WITHOUT INVOLVING OTHER PEOPLE, AND THE ONLY OTHER PEOPLE THAT WE WOULD CARE TO INVOLVE WOULD BE THE TWO OF YOU.
PLEASE JOIN US FOR A WEEKEND AT OUR HOUSE AT YOUR EARLIEST CONVENIENCE TO HELP US WITH OUR NEXT VIDEO.
They had signed it and added their telephone number. The only contact we'd had with them since Hawaii had been the videos, and some cryptic e-mail's usually commenting on the last one either of us had received.
"There's the turnoff. Last chance to change your mind."
"Let's go, if we don't we'll probably be wondering what we missed for a long time. Especially you, I pretty much had all Chad had to offer if I remember correctly. But you were kind of shortchanged when Jean passed out early like she did."
"I didn't really feel too shortchanged. You gave both Chad and I all we could handle. I think Jeans sticking around till the end would have just been icing on the cake."
"Well, we'd better go on, so you can have some icing then."
Tina reached over and rubbed between my legs bringing my already semi hard on to full attention. Just talking about that night in Hawaii always did that to me.
"That didn't take much. The thought of Jean was getting to you wasn't it?"
"Actually I was picturing you that night. You were pretty wild."
"Opp's, there's the road to their house, on the right."
We turned up a long winding road that wound threw the coastal mountains. After a half hour we turned right on the gravel road that led to their house. The house looked a lot bigger then I had imagined.
We knew that Chad and Jean were both teachers, but Chad also was in the wine business, but we had no idea that he owned the whole winery. The house was perched on top of a small knoll overlooking a valley that was surrounded by rolling hills. Grape vines covered most of the land that we could see from here. The road we were on continued on past the house a couple of hundred yards to another building that had a large sign made from hand carved oak. It read,
The pride of Briggs Valley
Double J's Winery
Founded 1928
As we got out of the car, the front door opened and Jean, closely followed by Chad came bounding down the steps. I had been dreading this first face to face with them; I was worried that it would be very awkward. But as Jean gave first Tina, then me a big hug, and seeing the smiles' on both of their faces, it was very apparent that they both were genuinely happy to see us. I felt the tension leave my body and seeing Tina respond to them in kind, I figured she was feeling a whole lot better about this herself.
"You guys come on in; we'll get your bags in a little while. Would you like something to eat or drink? That's a long drive up here."
Tina told him, "I could go for a cold glass of water and directions to the restroom."
"Come on I'll take care of you!" Jean told Tina, taking her by the arm and walking her up the steps and into the house.
After watching our wives go through the front door, Chad turned to me and asked, "How about you John, you need anything?"
"You know, I could just use a little water myself. Is all this yours?" I asked, intimating with my hands that I meant the whole valley.
"Yeah, pretty much, and about another eight hundred acres off to the north, on the other side of the road is also part of our property. My Great Grandfather started it, my father really made it what you see today, and I'm just trying to not mess it up to badly. Hopefully they'll be someone for me to leave it to in the not too far off future."
We went into the house, talking about the ride up our way to the kitchen, "Have a seat; I'll put some cheese and crackers together. Plus I've got some great salami that's made by a local farmer I know. He lives down the road a couple of miles."
We could hear the girls going from room to room as Jean gave Tina a tour of the house.
"We weren't sure you guys would accept our invitation. Even though the videos left no doubt who was in them, they still seemed a little anonymous if you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. We were still debating this whole thing even as we turned onto your road."
"Well we're glad you decided to come; even if we do no more then have a couple of nice dinners together. You wouldn't believe how much that night with you guys has opened up the communication about not just sex, but everything between Jean and me."
It was interesting to hear Chad talking like this. In Hawaii he was the one who seemed the quietest about what was happening, he was very unsure of himself. Actually it surprised both Tina and I how naive, and how little Chad and Jean had experimented in their sexual life. Not necessarily crazy stuff but just the things two people do together in bed.
I hadn't realized how hungry I was till Chad set the plate of food in front of me. I was still stuffing crackers toped with pieces of cheese and salami into my mouth when Chad asked, "So I've got to know, how did you talk Tina into making that last video? Jean and I thought we were doing some crazy stuff, but that one had us feeling like we were still in the minor leagues. Even if I could talk Jean into doing it, I don't know if I could go through with it. Man that had us pawing each other for weeks. I think we've watched it at least ten times."
Before I could answer Tina and Jean came into the kitchen, "John, you've got to check this place out. It's really beautiful. The view from the room we're staying in is amazing!"
We gathered up the plate of crackers and cheese and moved out to the back deck to watch the sunset. Chad opened a bottle of his own merlot and we sat and talked like a bunch of friends that had known each other our whole lives.
As we finished off the bottle of wine, Jean asked if we'd like to shower and get cleaned up before dinner. Chad was lighting the coals for the BBQ when we headed to our room.
As Tina pulled her blouse over her head she said, "I'm really glad we came. This place is wonderful and Chad and Jean are every bit as nice as I remembered. It was like as soon as we saw them coming down those steps all the reservations I had been feeling just vanished."
"Yeah I felt exactly the same way, now hurry up and get in the shower. I just got really hungry."
Watching Tina take the rest of her cloths off almost made me jump in the shower with her. I was only able to restrain myself because I kept getting a whiff of the grape wood Chad was using to cook on.