Delightful Surprise

Saturday night, on the balcony of the last hotel in town with available rooms, just before new years, you and I were getting ready for the best night of our lives. Samuel, I'm sure, was eagerly waiting to get into your tight little spaces while Matthew couldn't keep his hands off of me to save his erection the previous night, gagging for what's to come tonight. Music. Marijuana. Hot Tubs. Perfume. Lace blue panties. Soft pink lips primed and prepped for the last night in L.A. in the hotel room adjacent to the beach.

While sitting in my newly purchased Italian lace assemble, I sat in a lawn chair smoking a blunt watching the sun go down while my good friend busied herself with hair and makeup, contemplating the debauchery antics that will be played out this evening. The more I sat, the more I got high and the more I got high, slowly I began to touch myself. Aviator glasses, Italian lace panties, blunt in hand watching the sun go down on New Year's Eve. What could be better?! As I was not paying attention, the bikers on the boardwalk could clearly see me masturbating. I yelled in their direction, "Happy New Year"! To which they replied like howler monkeys in heat, can't blame them really. My self-discovery in plain sight excited me more. My eyes set on the descending sun allowing my thoughts to roam free. Unknowingly, my friend kindly watched from the rafters. Becoming frustrated with manual labor, my idle hands gave up the journey. Behind me was a great protest, "aaawww"! Rubbernecking to see what disapproving remarks were all about, only to see my friend. Devilish grin, she protests in my giving up and offered assistance to finish the job. Could not refuse such a delightful gesture and happily accepted.