I had a rude awakening today. 1 pm and I was still asleep, ♀ was reviewing the docs D had sent her when the front desk called wanting to know why we hadn’t checked out yet. I had told them the night before that we were staying one more night, but there was no record of it. Fortunately the room was still available. The wind was still very strong (power flickering) and raining, but we decided to explore Cannon Beach anyway. I’m sure glad we did. We had an excellent day. There were tons of really cool little shops with all sorts of unique stuff. Yeah, it was a tourist trap, but they weren’t full of ‘made in China’ crap. We found a very nice sculpture of a woman and the clerk gave us a great deal on it.

I have to admit my taste in art is very narrow. I’m really only interested in things that depict the female form. Be it photos, paintings, sculptures… I can see the quality, but if it’s not a tribute to the Goddess, I usually can’t see the point of it. This led to an ‘if I could’ conversation. If I had buckets of money, I’d open an art gallery that is dedicated to the Goddess. Absolutely everything in it would celebrate the feminine form. Wouldn’t that be cool? I wonder if I could do something like that online…

We had one mediocre meal (crab melt) and one really good meal (oyster linguini). I had 2 really good beers. A red ale and a stout; both from Bills Tavern. I may need to qualify my opinion of American beer.

After lunch the sun came out. It was still quite windy, but it was nice enough to go for a walk along the beach. It really was beautiful. We got some amazing photos of the Haystack Rock and some very nice shots of each other. I had to laugh at lunch. ♀ asked why the ‘haystack’ didn’t get soggy and float away with all this stormy weather. Yeah, I know she hadn’t seen it yet, but it was funny…at least as funny as me arguing with the GPS. Maybe if she won’t tell, either will I?

We only had sex once today and for some reason it was difficult for both of us to have orgasms. We both ended up having very nice big O’s, but it was a struggle. I did something a little different to help push her over. I’d already come and I started using the glass dildo on her. As I did,  I talked to the guy who was fucking her. Telling him how she likes to be fucked, what a slut my wife is, how I love watching his cock slide in and out of her, how hot it looks seeing my come on his cock, how his balls feel in my hand. I didn’t talk to ♀ at all. It was different and she seemed to like it…lots.

We went for dinner after (that’s where I had the linguini), at a pub just up from the hotel. We sat at the bar with the locals; I drank beer and told lies.

We went to the pool after dinner. It was adults only after 9:30 and after the adults took their kids away, there weren’t many people left. In fact we had the pool to ourselves for the last 20 minutes. There was lots of flashing and teasing and flirting and holy doodle she still rocks my world!

♀ says:

sss forgot to mention that I had some killer ribs at the pub. Talk about melt in your mouth. I flashed him my boobs at the pool when people where still in the pool and he jumped up pulling his penis out so I could see that he had not lost it along the way during our lovely day.

HHNT