The Perfect Road Trip
By Pepper
"Our wonderful ranch has everything a couple looking for romance and adventure could ask for. Hot tubs in every room, heated pools inside and out, luxurious rooms," Michelle reads from her little book on the Fairfield Inn of Spring Valley, Illinois. "Hiking and horse trails, tours of the area...Oh Danny, this is so exciting!" she exclaimed, her excitement shining in her eyes.
Danny looked over and at her and grins his sexy lop-sided grin. "Yes it is Michelle. I can't wait to get there," he said, taking her hand and raising it to his lips. "I plan on it being even more exciting once we get there," he whispered to her, making her blush furiously. He kissed her palm before setting her hand back down.
"Oh Danny," she sighed softly.
His grin got even wider, watching her reaction.
"Are we almost there?" Michelle asked impatiently.
"I'm not sure," Danny said. "Why don't you get out the map and look? I can't you know, I'm trying to drive."
She stuck her tongue out at him as she quickly located the map and flashlight in the glove compartment. She looked at the map, quickly finding their location. She started laughing all over again, even harder than before.
"What?" asked Danny, glancing over at her. "What is it?"
"We...we missed the exit...a few miles back," she gasped out between fits of laughter.
Danny swore softly and immediately began looking for somewhere to turn around. Spying a fast food joint, he exited and turned around.
"How far from here?" he asked, looking very annoyed.
"5 miles," Michelle replied, still struggling to control her giggling. "I tried to tell you," she said with mock seriousness.
"Tried to tell me what?" asked Danny, intently watching for the exit.
"That you should have been paying less attention to me and more on the road we would be there by now!"
"Yeah...but I don't mind, it was worth it. Besides," he said, reaching over to tickle her knee. "If I stopped paying attention to you, you would pout and whine like you usually do, 'You're not paying attention to me," he said, imitating her perfectly.
"There's the exit," exclaimed Michelle, jerking her knee away from him and pointing, sticking her tongue out at him again as she did so.
Danny quickly turned, just making it onto the exit ramp and headed left towards the Inn.
"Oh Danny, it looks so beautiful!" Michelle said.
"Yes it does, come on let's get our room. It's almost midnight."
They got out of the car, gathered their bags and hurried inside. Once there, they came upon the empty reception desk. Danny scanned the room and into the room beyond. There sitting on a chair was a man asleep. He wore nothing but a pair of shorts. Danny leaned forward and rang the bell softly.
The guy jerked forward and ambled over to the desk. He was heavy set and rather hairy. His old jean shorts sagged on his stout frame. He was in bad need of a shave too and his glasses were thick and smudged.
"Hey guys," he said, grinning a toothy grin. "Can I help ya?"
"Yeah," said Danny. "We have a reservation. The Santos? We called and said we would be late?"
The man flipped through a big black book that laid on the dark mahogany reception desk. "Oh yeah, there ya are. Room 104. Here's ya key," he said, handing them a large key on an equally large key chain. "It's right up those stairs over there, fourth door on your left."
Danny and Michelle uttered their thanks and hurried for their room. Once inside they exploded in laughter.
"Did you see those shorts?" Michelle said, dissolving in laughter.
Danny sat down on the bed and looked at her. "Did you see all that HAIR??"
"Oh my God," Michelle gasped. "He was so funny!"
"Come on," said Danny, gasping for air. "Let's get ready for bed. I'm tired."
"Okay," said Michelle, yawning. "Danny?"
"Yeah," said Danny turning back from his luggage to look at her.
"Why didn't he have on more clothes?" she asked.
"I don't know, maybe he was hot."
"Well, it was still nasty," said Michelle, turning up her nose.
Danny laughed at her. "Come on, I'm tired!"
"Okay, okay," said Michelle as he pulled her to bed.
*Next morning.
"Good morning sunshine," said Danny, from the chair by the window of their room.
Michelle yawned and stretched, then looked over at him. She smiled lazily at him and blew him a kiss.
He grinned and rose from his chair, crossing over to their bed to give her a gentle kiss.
"So, what do you want to do this morning," he asked coyly, gazing at her with his sexy eyes, speaking volumes about what he wanted to do today.
She smiled at him and said, "First, I'd like to look into getting some breakfast."
He tickled her and said, "I figured you would be hungry so, I already had it brought up. Coffee and bagels are over there by the window."
Michelle got up, stretching as she walked over to the table, and picked up a bagel. Danny helped her out by fixing her a cup of coffee. Then together, they went out on the deck to look around at the Inn.
They both sat down and started eating.
Michelle looked up, and started looking around the property.
"Oh my God," she gasped. "Danny! Look!"
"Oh my God," he said, turning a brilliant shade of red. "What the hell are they doing!?"
There, down by the outdoor pool were probably about 20 people. They were all either swimming or sunning themselves. But, the reason they were so shocked was, each and every single one of them was naked. Birthday suits everywhere.
"Danny, I can't believe this," Michelle whispered, her eyes big with shock.
"Michelle," said Danny, pausing to think. "I think...I think you've brought us to a nudist camp!" With that he began to laugh, almost crying from the hilarity of the situation.
"Danny!" said Michelle, horrified by what he had just told her. "Are you serious?"
"Well look Michelle! Do you see any clothes down there?"
"But the guy, the guy last night, he...he had on shorts!"
"I expect he just works here Michelle, and like I said, he was hot."
"Oh my God," said Michelle, burying her face in her hands. "What are we going to do?"
"I think we should join them," said Danny, with a deadly serious look on his face.
"Danny!" yelled Michelle her surprise showing clearly on her face. "You can't be serious!"
"Sure I can! Why not?"
"Why not? Why not?? Danny!" Michelle yelled at him, rising and rushing into their room.
"I can't do that! You can go if you want too, but not me!"
"Whoa...whoa, Michelle, honey," he said, tugging her into a hug. "I was kidding sweetie! We'll leave now if you want too."
"But we can't Danny, the money is non-refundable!"
"Well," said Danny his voice turning to honey. "We could just stay here, shacked up in this room, not leaving," he kisses her ear and neck slowly, his mouth hot and firm. "We'll order room service for every meal, play in the hot tub," his voice getting lower and more seductive. "We can play in the bed..."
Michelle turns to him, smiling. "That sounds perfect."