As usual, aphoric was out of town. This time he was in Las Vegas for 2 weeks. This thread will be all about the things we did in the meantime. I am not going to put it all in the first post because it would be a really long post. Plus it's easier to do a little at a time. Anyway One of the things he asked me to do was to send him dirty messages. I just started typing, and it turned into a story. This is my first one ever, so be kind We are going on vacation. To cozumel. We spent a whole day scuba diving, weightless and free, seeing the beautiful, vibrant colors of the fish and the coral. Now we are back at our cabin. Spent, but very happy. We decide to eat out. We pick a place that we know is supposed to be casual, but the food is good. We order some tropical fish to share and plenty of mixed drinks. We slowly eat and enjoy each other's presence. The food is long gone, but we are both fixated on each other. The alcohol is getting to our brains and we just go with it. We are sitting in the middle of a crowded restaurant, but it is full of college age kids and newly weds on their honeymoons. You slowly take the long salt shaker that is shaped like a stubby cock. You lick the top of it just to tease me, because you know I would like it. And it works, I can feel my skimpy thong become moist, and it slips between my pussy lips because I have already become so wet. I wonder what you are going to do next with the salt shaker. You look at me devilishly and you slide it between my thighs and rub it up and down my pussy lips. It is so naughty! Because someone else is going to have to come along and use that! You are enjoying the looks on my face and the quiet moans coming from deep inside me. The waitress comes up. You notice her, but you don't stop. "Ahem." she says. You slow down and we both look up at her. Taking in her full, perfectly tanned tits with the firm nipples trying to poke stubbornly through her bikini top. And then moving up to her tall, gorgeous neck and we both kind of gaze her full, pouting lips. We both wonder if her pussy lips pout so well. And then we look into her eyes. She is stern, but her clear brown eyes have a hint of mischieviousness... "There are private rooms all over this town for things like that." Me in my slightly drunken haziness... I say "Can you show us where?" She gives me a stern look and says... "You are my last table. As soon as you pay the bill, I can leave and show you the best places to go." You hastily fumble with your wallet and drop the slimy topped salt shaker right onto the table and your eyes go wide. The waitress sees it. We both see her seeing it. She grabs the salt shaker and looks me in the eyes and slowly licks the top of it. completely from front to back. She then moves the salt shaker past her lips, into her mouth, and sucks the juices clean. Making me wonder what it would be like if she was doing that to your cock. No one in the restaurant seems to notice. There are far more interesting drinking games going on. It's a party town. People are used to much worse than that. The bill is paid, we follow her hand in hand to a row of cottages, and we believe these are rentable out by the hour. However, she walks past them, and we watch her skirt slowly bounce up against her round tight ass and I have the urge to just reach out and bite it. You know me too well, and you hold onto my hand tighter as if to say "restrain yourself!" She takes us to a private beach, and it turns out she owns a house on the beach and she inherited this long stretch of secluded beach. The sand was soft and white. The trees were thick and the cool breeze felt so refreshing! She guided us down to a nice secluded area with soft baby green grass, right off the sand. And she turned around and told me "take off your clothes" I didn't even hesitate. I smiled and wobbled a little in excitement, trying to get out of my shorts. she tried to supress a smile. I didn't notice, but you did. You think "ooo, this is really going to be fun!" You could tell that she was really into me.