Im Goes on Vacation

Chapter 2 - Friday

I awoke the next morning when the sun came beaming in through the palladium window opposite the bed. The girls were still snuggled up on my chest. I hated to disturb them but after last nights activities, but we needed to refuel badly. I gently goosed the girls to wake them up from their slumber.

"Morning you two sleepyheads," I said as the girls opened their eyes. "Are you ready for a day of exploring the artist colony loop?" We all got up and grabbed a quick shower to clear our heads. Kim went to her room and Jane and I used the steam shower in the Master bath.

Jane and I washed each other as we normally do by home. I just love washing her thick ash blonde tresses. We stepped out of the shower and I dried my love off. As I was drying her back she put her hair up in a towel turban. When I finished with her she began to dry me. She started with my back up at the shoulders slowly turning me, going lower with each turn. When she finished she was on her knees in front of me.

Jane looked up at me with a twinkle in her eye. She ran the towel up the inside of my legs causing me to spread them as she went higher. She quickly dropped the towel and inhaled my flaccid cock. I threw my head back as she coaxed me to hardness, slowly filling her mouth then her throat. I tried to step back but Jane grabbed my ass and pulled me back forward. Her head was a blur as she furiously bobbed on my throbbing shaft. She released my hips and pulled off cock only to start on my tingling testes.

She wet a finger and snaked it into my ass to massage my prostate. Jane returned to throatfucking herself as she used her freehand to softly tug on my ball sack. I began to groan quickly as my orgasm built. I reached down and held Jane's head still. She had mastered holding her breath for over three minutes. Her tongue snaked out to lick my tightening balls. I felt her start to swallow trying to siphon my seed. She did not have to wait long. Thirty seconds later my scrotum spasmed as I erupted deep in her gullet. Jane's eyes fluttered as she took every drop of her favorite protein shake. After my orgasm subsided I pulled my wife up and kissed her passionately. "Very good my slut, very good indeed," I said.

I left her in the bathroom so we could finish getting ready. I knew if I stayed that we would miss breakfast altogether. I popped her on the ass and told her, "Save it for to night my sweet whore." I turned and left the bathroom so Jane could get busy getting ready.

I quickly dressed in a short sleeve seersucker shirt, Bermuda shorts and leather dock shoes. I went down to the kitchen and started the coffee. When it finished brewing I called up the stragglers, "Come on, I am starved. I am ready to hit a buffet." I filled my stainless steel insulated travel mug. I poured Jane's and set it on the bar. "Janey, coffee is ready, your's is in your travel mug. Kim do you drink coffee?" I called upstairs.

"No Sir, I'll have some orange juice please," Kim answered.

I poured Kim her OJ into a tervis vacuum tumbler and placed it next to Jane's on the bar. I took my coffee and went to sit on the side porch and take in the crisp morning air. They met me on the porch about five minutes later. They were dressed in polos, shorts and sandals. Their blonde manes pulled back in ponytails. They almost looked like sisters.

I kissed each of them and said, "Why don't you two head to the truck and I lock the cabin up." I went back in through the back porch door locking it. I refilled my java and turned the pot off. I made a round upstairs making sure all the lights were out and checked the thermostat. I exited the cabin, double checking the front door then went to join my lovely dates.

I fired up the truck and headed to Pigeon Forge. We arrived shortly at a family run pancake house. I dropped Jane and Kim off at the door and went to park. When I returned they were waiting just inside the door. Thankfully there was not a line and the hostess told us to just go straight to the buffet after she took our drink order and give us our table number.

The food was delicious and the coffee was strong. We discussed the plans I had made for today. I suggested visiting the artist colony loop stopping in on the various artisan shops, then in the afternoon visit a grist mill in the national park. The girls liked the idea of shopping. Breakfast passed quickly, and then we were off.

We spent the morning checking out several pottery shops and a glass blowing artist. We saw several interest things, but nothing that screamed buy me. Just before noon we stopped at a small annex of nine shops, the girls needed to make a pitstop. I wandered into a local photographer's shop while waiting on them.

He did nice work but for my taste, he oversaturated his color profiles a bit. His composition though was excellent. I handed him a card and told him about my usual subject matter. I asked him for a couple of recommendations for places to shoot at The Dome and Cove. I also inquired if he knew of a way to get early access to Cades Cove. He was happy to offer a few words of advice. I thanked him for his time when I saw the girls returning.

By 1 o'clock we were ready for lunch. We found a nice country bistro across the street from the annex. The menu selection was small but we each were able to find something. Jane and Kim had quiche; I ordered a couple BBQ sandwiches. The meal was tasty and the sweet tea was excellent for a husband and wife operation.

After lunch, we headed for the main drag in Gatlinburg for an after meal stroll and a round of playing fashion police. We found a bench in front of an ice cream parlor. The girls occupied the bench, while I went in to get us a banana split to share. I sat between my two charges as we shared our dessert and critiquing the people passing by. After we finished I had the girls wait on the bench, I needed to do some shopping across the street at the mini mall.

I walked past several shops so I could enter the main entrance so the girls would not have a clue as to what I was shopping for. I went to the second level to a gift shop that I found online. The store carried a variety of BDSM jewelry and paraphernalia. I picked up two gold flogger charms for their collars. I also had a new medallion for Kim's collar that read, "Master and Mistress' pet". I returned with my packages in a plain bag.

Next we headed into the national park for some photography. We drove to the Mingus Mill, an 1886 grist mill powered by flumed creek water. This had been on a things-to-shoot list for a while. Jane knows how I can be when trying to get "the shot".

I grabbed my camera gear bag and off we went on the short hike to the mill from the parking area. Along the way I took note of a few interesting spots for shots with the girls. We arrived at the mill and I introduced our group to the ranger on duty and ask about any restriction on shooting and how to obtain property releases for shots made inside the park.

The ranger told me that there was no restriction other than a noise provision to keep generators out. There was 110 power available if I provided the extension cords. He also told me I would need to check at the ranger station at the Gatlinburg exit of park about the releases.

I took out my DX DSLR and took a few shots inside the mill and went outside to shoot another 10 frames. We had almost ninety minutes before the light was right to shoot the outside of the mill.

We returned to the parking area so I could dump my SD card to my netbook and select which shot or two I would try for this afternoon. After a few minutes I decided too try 3 shots. An architectural shot, shooting vertically up the siding of the mill; a long shot of the mill and flume, and hopefully a rainbow shot from a sizable leak in the flume.

I got the tripods and reflector stands out of truck bed. I quickly set up the 3 shots thanks to the ranger using his utv to tote my gear up to the mill. We still had 35 minutes so I had Jane grab a large hand-held reflector, and I had Kim pose on several of the rocks, that were in the creek. After a few shots I had the girls exchange places. We did this for 3 locations. I checked my watch and we hurried back up to the mill.

The long shot of the mill and the vertical shot of the side of the mill went off fine. Unfortunately, a thunderstorm popped up and killed the sun so no rainbow for that session.

We tore down and reloaded the truck. I dumped the shots and did a quick development run to see if the shots were sufficient. The shots of the mill were about a half stop under exposed but the shots of the girls were on the money.

We rode back to the cabin chatting about the day's activities. When we arrived I grabbed the battery box for the cameras and we went inside. I sent the girls to shower then dress for dinner while I refilled the hot tub and put the batteries on charge. I had told them to pack for at least one fancy dinner out. I had made reservations at the best steakhouse in town. I had made a special request for "the love nest" for three. The love nest is a private alcove on the upper level, secluded from the rest of the restaurant. Jane and Kim wore dresses inspired by the white steam vent dress Marilyn Monroe wore in "Some Like It Hot". Jane's dress was black while Kim's was a brilliant red. Each of my lovely dates wore three inch heels that matched their dress. I opted for early 1960's Rat Pack style black custom suit from Miller's Oath paired with Prada black loafers. We were a spiffy bunch.

We arrived right in the middle of the evening rush. The parking lot was almost full and the porch was overflowing. The girls did not know of the reservations and looked at me funny when I told them to go on inside. Several people looked at us funny as we breezed to the front of the line. I told the hostess, "Addams, party of three for a nest reservation." She looked a bit taken back with the party of three. The "love nests" are generally for parties of two.

The hostess found the reservation and took us up right away. I heard several grumbles from the peanut gallery. I lagged back a few steps the to enjoy the scenery of my dates luscious forms climbing the stairs, their firm tanned legs drew my attention When we got to our table I pulled the wing back chairs out for each of my sexy dates.

The waitress came to take our orders. She was a very attractive smaller bbw. Sarah stood about 5'6" and appeared to be about a size sixteen with a DD bust. She had the most alluring auburn, shoulder length locks framing her stunning face, bright green eyes and super smile. She reminded me of a shorter version of Barbra Brickner, the bbw fashion model. Jane knows that I do appreciate a fine full figured woman when I see one and has no problem with me looking. Sometimes, she will even dare me to flirt with them. Sarah noticed my admiring glances, I am always careful not to ogle. She took our orders and said she would be back in a few minutes with our drinks.

When she left the table, I excused myself quickly. I followed Sarah to her station. "May I see a dessert menu please?"

"Of course you may," she said as she handed me a menu. "I can recommend the Crème Brule and the Banana's Foster."

"Do they do the Foster tableside," I asked?

"Normally they do not in the main dining room, but I think they might since you are in a nest. I will check if you would like before you order, Sarah said slowly twisting her torso side to side. It was difficult not to look at her rotating bosom. She definitely was working for a big tip.

"No that's alright; let's just go with the Foster. I would prefer tableside, but if they cannot do it due to insurance that will be alright," I said.

The soft jazz from the trio downstairs wafted up through the restaurant and the candlelight only highlighted the sense of sensuality we three were feeling. Sarah brought our drinks. Jane had a glass of Pinot Noir; I had a draft PBR and poor Kim had to settle for sweet tea.

Sarah said, "If the PBR is not up to snuff, that the Foster's was excellent." I took the "Foster's" comment to mean that the dessert was a go for tableside service.

"This is fine," I said raising my glass.

The Caesar salads were nice with a mix of Romaine and arugula. The steaks followed a few minutes after we finished the salad course. Jane had an 18 ounce Montreal seasoned NY strip. Kim ordered the surf and turf with a 6 ounce bacon wrapped filet and spiny lobster tail. I opted for a 22 ounce porterhouse. The restaurant cooked their steaks over oak coals and wet mesquite chunks. The combination of the sear and smoke flavor was exceptional. The place never failed to impress. Sarah returned with another round of fresh drinks as Jane changed to a red Zinfandel.

We lingered over our entrees for twenty minutes. Sarah returned twice during the entrée and once again to bus the table before my surprise. She then brought Jane a glass of Madeira.

Jane said, "I did not order this."

Sarah said to Jane, "I have noticed that you have made very good wine pairings through out your meal. Trust me on this one for dessert."

"Dessert? We did not order dessert," said my wife with a questioning look.

The chef turned the corner with a cart to prepare our dessert, Banana's Foster. I raised my hand, "Guilty," I said. Chef Brian did an excellent job with the preparation. When he lit the liqueur, the girls ooh'ed and ahh'ed. The bananas and sauce were served over fresh made banana and vanilla bean ice cream quenelles in a dessert goblet topped with a little crème fraiche, candied pecans and lime zest. We savored the finish of our fantastic meal. The girls went to freshen up downstairs.

The check came and I asked Sarah, Do they tip pool here?"

"Thankfully no, no tip pool," Sarah answered with a smile.

I handed her two $100 bills to cover the bill that included a $50 tip for the outstanding service she gave us. "Keep the change, Sarah. You earned every penny."

I handed her one of my business cards and included a note on the reverse. "Sarah, thank you for your excellent service this evening; you helped to brighten our evening with your dedication and attention. The management should be proud to have you on staff here."

As I stood I asked, "Sarah are you single? I do not see a ring."

She looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Yes I am single, why?"

"We all have enjoyed your company this evening. We are in town until the end of next weekend. If you would like, perhaps, we could all meet for drinks on your night off this week. Just call the cell number to leave a message. I will have my wife get back to you to set it up so you will know this is on the up and up, her name is Jane.

I eased down the stairs and I took a detour to the kitchen, called the Chef Brain over, thanked him for his wonderful dessert and slipped him a twenty for his part of the evening. I also got a couple of rolls to feed the ducks in the creek out front on the way to the truck.

I stopped by the front desk and asked for the manager. "Is there a problem sir?" asked a gentleman coming from the pass through area.

"Well it depends on if your would rate Sarah as a typical server in your establishment?" I inquired. "I travel all over the country for work. I eat in all manner of eateries from Mom-n-Pops to three star Michelin Guide fine restaurants. Sarah would rank in the top one percent of wait staff that I have encountered. She is very personable and provided superior service tonight. If this is her normal work ethic, I would hope that she is your wait staff trainer. She knows her wine pairings very well. I gave her a business card of mine with a note on it; ask her to show it to you. Do you have a card that I can have? He reached into his pocket and produced one. How do I get in touch with your owner? I would like to either send him a letter or an email relaying my experience tonight."

"Sir if you go to our website and click on the contact button, you can leave an email there. The owner does read all the email that comes through that contact page." The manager said.

"Thank you and give Sarah a raise!"

The girls joined me at the front door, and we went out. We stopped on the footbridge that crossed the small creek in front of the restaurant. I opened the bag and produced a few dinner rolls. I gave the girls a couple rolls each. I told them to wait before they started. I hurried to the truck and got a camera. When I returned, I told them to go ahead. I used a small portable softbox to cut the harshness of the flash. Focusing on the girls, they had a ball being my models. I got a couple of the ducks scurrying in the water to get to the bits of bread first. I looked up at the second floor of the restaurant and there was Sarah looking out the window at us.

I gathered up the clan and ushered them into the truck. I asked them if need to go anywhere specific before we went home. They both were satiated and happy. Jane said, "Home Master, we are ready for you to fuck your brains out."

We arrived back at the cabin and I asked Jane, "Darling, hang on a minute. I need your help with something. "I handed Kim the keys to unlock the cabin.

When Kim was inside, I asked Jane, "What did you think of Sarah?"

"She was a great waitress," answered my wife. "She was very attractive and flirty. I could tell that you were enjoying the extra attention."

"True, very true," I replied. "I left my card with her and included a note on the back giving her high praise. I also stopped and talked to the manager about her, I told him that she should be their trainer and to give her a raise. I also invited her to call us if she would like to have drinks one night. I told her that she should leave a message on my phone and that you would return her call and set things up. That way she would know that it was on the up and up."

"What are you scheming up now, Jack?"

"Just some flirty fun Jane, that's all," I said.

"And what if she wants to do more than flirt? Did you think of that Mister," Jane inquired.

"Well let's see, if she approaches me, I will direct her to you. You know that I am always game for some fun with a beautiful full figured woman. My heart and soul are yours for all eternity. You also know that I would never do anything like that without your consent." We had a few swinging encounters before when far away from home while on assignment or vacation.

"We will see. She probably won't even call." Jane laughed, "You can't be that lucky. You would not know what to do with three fine women all at the same time."

"Well, I might not know now, but I would have a ball figuring it out," I told Jane as I began to chuckle.

Jane and I went inside and up to change. When I came down, I went out and checked the hot tub temperature, then returned to the great room. The girls came back wearing short kimonos. I would be dreading the credit card bill next month with all these new clothes. Alas, I was not complaining one bit. Jane and Kim came in and sat on either side of me on the couch. The laid the heads on my chest and we all rested quietly for a bit.

After about ten minutes, Kim sat up and looked at Jane and I. "Sir and Ma'am, I want to thank you for last night. The gift you provided me with shall be with me until my last moment in this world. I love both of you so much. I know that I have much to learn, and that it will take time, but with your love, guidance, and understanding I know that I will be able to one day find my master."

I looked at Jane and she nodded yes. I excused myself for a moment and went to retrieve the gifts I had bought this morning. When I returned I called Jane into the kitchen so we could have a quick chat.

I took Jane into my arms and asked her again to be sure. "Do we really want to take Kim in and train as ours? To be part of our family? If not you better speak up now."