Day 2 With Mr. T (Part 2)

Friday continued.....

I got up to take a shower, since it was evident my growling stomach wasn't going to stop anytime soon if I didn't get some food in me.  As I was toweling off I heard him holler from the kitchen "Do you like a little bagel with your cream cheese? Or a little cream cheese with your bagel?'

Umm.. what?

"Lots and lots of cream cheese.. I don't even want to see the bagel.  But.. umm.. why?'  He didn't answer me, or if he did, I didn't hear him.  A few minutes later after I had thrown on some clothes I had just walked out of the 'dressing area' (yes.. his house had a dressing area, that was outside of the bathroom, and not quite the bedroom, but had a sink and large vanity to sit at.. idk why..), walking through the master bedroom when he met me at the door, "Your breakfast is ready'.

Huh?

I looked at him puzzled and walked into the living room. There, at the coffee table, sat my bagel with extra cream cheese and a glass of Ocean Spray Cran-Grape juice.  He listened.  I had told him once, back in early Dec. that that was my favorite breakfast food and he remembered.  I hadn't ever mentioned it again.. and after all that time.. he remembered.  I know it's probably stupid to gush over something like that, but I did.  I mean hell.. ya'll have read about my past guys.. none of them would or had ever remembered some small detail like that... anyway..

We sat side-by-side eating our bagels while discussing where we were going to go that day.  There had been an ice sculpture competition the weekend before a few towns over (Cripple Creek) and they were still outside on display.  Also, about an hr away in the opposite direction was the town 'South Park".  Yes.. the town that the cartoon is made after.  I'm not a big fan of the show anymore, I used to watch it all the time back when it 1st came out, but I couldn't go all the way to Colorado, and be only an hour from the place and not check it out.  They still have a lot of working gold mines there so we thought we'd check those out too.

We finished breakfast, he showered, I finished getting ready and we headed out. He has the cutest little dog.. a mini schnauzer named Rambo who loves car rides and I asked to take him with us.   That dog took an immediate liking to me from the moment I walked in the house.  If we were home, he was curled up on the couch next to me, if we were in bed, he was curled up at my stomach or side. Even though there was a doggy door in the laundry room for him to go out and do his thing, he'd sit at my feet and bark at me until I went out with him.  So darn cute!!  Anyhow....

We waded through the 7 inches of snow to get to his car and we were on our way.  The sights were beautiful.  Old towns, lots of cattle and... llamas.  Yes.. llamas.  They were just there, mixed in with the cows.  When I had first saw one, from a long distance out, standing next to a cow, I asked 'wtf is wrong with that cow?' as I pointed out the window.  Mr.T laughed so hard I thought he was going to stroke out.  "That isn't a cow, baby.  That's a llama.'

"A what? Did you just say llama?"

"Yes.. llama and there's nothing wrong with it. That's what they look like'.

"Huh.. who would have thought they'd be so funky looking in real life..'

We continued our hour drive as he pointed out different things along the way.  A national forest, a wolf sanctuary, more llama farms, an alpaca farm, herds of wild, free running horses and even some mountain goats.  You know the big white ones, with the beard.. the ones that you hear about that climb all the way up a mountain and perch on a small small stone and just stand there? Yea.. those.  They were magnificent to see.  So were the wild horses.  It was just overall awesome to see nature like that.  In Florida, the only 'free' thing you see are birds, gators and manatees. 

As we drove it started to snow again.  I was staring out the window, lost in the beauty of untainted land when I felt him grab my hand.  I looked down then up at him, he was staring out the windshield to the road, but he smiled and cut his eyes in my direction.  I smiled back and gripped his hand tighter.

"I love seeing the wonder in your eyes when you look out there.  It's like watching a child see something wonderful for the first time."

I couldn't help but blush as I turned back towards my window.  "It truly is a beautiful place and the falling snow just makes it look much more magical.'

We drove in silence for awhile, just enjoying the views and each other.  It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, it was calm and relaxing and just felt right.

"We're almost there.  When I make this turn coming up, look at the small billboard they made as you enter the town on the left... but also look to the right just after that.  They have life-sized wooden cut outs of the kids from the show.'  And they did! The billboard had "Welcome to South Park" written on it and the font and colors were just like the show.  The cut outs were right on, looking exactly like them.  It was a small town, only had about 8 streets.  But they did have a section that the historical society had kept preserved over the years.  Apparently it used to be a big area for miners to live back during the gold rush.  It was really cool to see, all that captured history from years and years ago.  To see the people walking around, knowing that their ancestors once walked those same streets back in the late 1850-1860's. We stopped and read a short history of the town, finding out that South Park was one of the first cities to be populated by whites (in 1860), as it was only Indians up until then, and was bleak of any buildings.  (O.K...yes.. I'm kind of a history nerd lol)  We continued to drive a little further and they still had the original mining buildings.  It looked as though someone had just closed up shop, minus some broken windows.  The chutes were still there, the filtering buildings and all it's equipment, just half-haphazardly left as if they had just gone to lunch and would be back soon.  It baffled me that no one had torn anything down to make way for new mining buildings.  They had instead, built new buildings with newer equipment just up the mountain some.  We parked and watched rows of trucks leave the filtering buildings, go down the mountain, into the mines and come back loaded to the rim.  They had high rise cables with buckets carrying more rock and gold from the mines up to the building and back again.

Mr. T didn't rush me.  He leaned back in his seat, held my hand and watched them with me.  Every once in awhile I'd glance over at him and he'd look back at me and smile.  He was so patient.  He never asked "Are you ready to go yet" or anything.  He just sat there with me.  The more time I was spending with him, the more I was falling for him.. I just kept fighting it.

Finally, I told him we could leave and continue on our tour.  We doubled back and headed to Cripple Creek (another city that was 1 of the 1st to be populated by whites during the gold rush), where the ice sculptures were.  That was an hr and a half drive, going past his house and heading South.  We had come here for dinner the night before, but it was dark and there was more things to see in the daylight.  Little bed and breakfasts up on top of mountains, with gorgeous views.  Places to pull over with look outs into the valleys down below.   It had stopped snowing so the visibility was much better.  We made it to Cripple Creek, found a place to park and walked the main street.  I say 'main street' because it was the only street that had businesses on it.  The surrounding streets were residential.  We held hands as we walked and I took some pictures.  The sculptures were amazing! Such detail! And they were huge!!  It was pretty cold out and I had forgotten my coat in the car so we decided to duck into the general store to warm up some.  (yes... general store.  As in.. a 1 stop shop.. the closest thing the town had to a grocery store, clothes store and well.. just general stuff.  The only thing it didn't have was gas pumps)  We spent a good hour in there acting like children.  I put on a 'Little House on the Prairie' bonnet and he wore something that resembled  a cross between Daniel Boone and a traditional mountain man hat (it was big, furry and had fur ear flaps) while we walked around the shop.  We got stares from the locals.  We got questionable glances from the workers.. but we didn't care.  We were having a wonderful time just acting silly.  We walked up a short flight of stairs and adorned fur coats.  Not those glamorous fur coats rich people wear.  These fur coats still had animal heads on them for hoods.  While I was trying to pick out a boa to add to my ensemble, he came up behind me, turned me around, pressed me against the wall and kissed me hard.  So hard in fact, that I lost by breath for a second.

"My... my.. Mr. Boone.  Aren't WE feeling a little frisky"  I giggled.

"Hmm.. yes" he whispered against my ear "I don't if it's the Laura Engels bonnet, or the dead animal you're wearing, but I can't help but want to bend you over this stack of boas and take you right here, right now"

And with that, we both busted out laughing.  We received a dirty look from the lady behind the counter and decided to cool down before we got thrown out.  I quickly kissed him one more time and took off back down the stairs.  Around the corner from those stairs was another flight of stairs that lead to a bottom level.  I gave him a wink and a 'come get me' smile and took off down the steps.  There was a table in the middle of the room that had random items and I ran around it as he chased me.  I made it back to the stairs, trying to get back up before he caught me but my foot slipped off the first step and I went to catch myself with my hands before I fell.  I didn't need to, he was just there.. behind me and caught me before I fell all the way down.  I felt him press himself tight against my ass and I could tell he was hard.  For a moment I didn't move, just stayed in that same position, trying to figure out what I should do.  He worked across the street, just about everyone knew him, so I didn't want to get him in any trouble.  Deciding on keeping it kind of mild, I just rubbed my ass against his hard dick a few times then straightened up and turned to face him.  He kissed my lips gently, then kissed my forehead and said "Come on.. lets get outta here."  I went and put our hats and coats back where they belonged because he said he needed to purchase something.  I didn't ask what, it wasn't my business.  By the time I was finished, he was checked out and ready to leave.  We walked back to the car holding hands.  We drove around Cripple Creek some, and there was more old and new gold mining operations.  It was fascinating to me.

We had started to get tired and decided to head back to the house to take a nap before going to dinner.  We had reservations at steak place at 7 so we had plenty of time.

At the house, we changed, laid on the couch together and took a nap for a few hours.  I woke up to feeling his hard dick pressing against my ass.  He seemed like he was still asleep, his eyes were closed and his breathing was deep and steady.  I laid there wondering if I should make a move or get up.  I decided to let him sleep, since he would be the one driving at night, in the snow, and I had woken him up pretty early that morning.  I started to slowly sit up but I woke him and he tightened his arm around me.  I rolled over to face him and laid my head against his chest while my hand made it's way down to his waistband.  His breathing quickened and became shallow.  I kissed his bare chest and linked my legs with his.  His hand crept down and under my panties.

"Wow.. you're already so wet" he remarked as he played with my clit.

I moaned in agreement as I continued to kiss and lick his chest while I slipped my hand inside his boxers.  I stroked him slowly, more caressing than trying to give him a hand job.  He lifted one of my legs and placed it over his, making me spread my legs.  I pushed his boxers down as he pulled off my panties.  We made out like 2 teenagers.  We took our time touching and caressing.  I finally asked him to fuck me and he didn't waste any time.  My 1 leg was still draped over his hip, we were both still on our sides facing each other on the couch when he entered me. I felt him grab his dick to guide it in me and once he was done, his thumb flicked my clit over and over gently keeping a rhythm with each push of his dick.  It felt wonderful.  I got lost in the sensations and came.  It didn't take him too long to cum.  He stopped flicking my clit and held me tight, going in so deep and barely pulling out, going faster and faster.  We came within seconds of each other and laid there panting.  He lifted his head to look at the clock, and it read 6:23pm.  We had exactly 7 min to get up, cleaned up and dressed if we were going to make our 7pm reservations.  We both jumped up quickly, almost too quickly cus we both kind of stumbled, he went into 1 bathroom and I went into another to clean up, met back in the master bedroom, threw back on our clothes from earlier and was heading to the door putting our shoes on.

On the way he asked me to try and call the restaurant to tell them we might be a few minutes late, however in the middle of a mountain we didn't have any reception.  We pulled into a parking spot at 7pm sharp and hightailed it to the door.  The parking lot and alley was covered in ice and we both almost slipped about 4 times.  We ran inside and made it to the hostess counter by 7:05.  He apologized to the woman, whom he knew since they worked for the same company (he's the IT Director for a company that owns 5 casinos on the strip, as well as 3 restaurants and a hotel), she smiled, said it was fine and showed us to our table.  Once we finally sat down and could relax, we both just kind of stared out at nothing.  When the waitress arrived to take our drinks, she snapped in front of his face "heeellooooo Mr.T.. you awake?' and laughed.  He jerked back his attention to her and laughed with her.  "Sorry.. guess we were zoning for a minute.. I'd like a Pepsi and she'll have a Mt. Dew" he said and he nodded in my direction.  She left to get our drinks while we tried to figure out what we were going to eat.

After ordering our steaks, sides and him a salad and me soup, she left to put our order in.  Neither of us said much.  We just sat there zoning.  I think the lack of sleep, mixed in with all the sex was making us super tired.  At one point he reached across the table and took my hand.  We still didn't talk much, just sat in a comfortable silence.  Our courses started to arrive but by the time the steaks came, we were both too full to eat.  We got boxes for the left overs and waited for the check.  The waitress came by to gather our plates and informed us that the manager said the meal was taken care of.  We both asked the waitress to thank the manager for us and we left.

At the house, we didn't waste time changing and was back on the couch, laying the same way as before.  On our sides, him behind me and his arm draped over my waist.  I'm not exactly sure what time it was, but I was woken up to feeling cold air behind me.  When I 1/2 opened my eyes, I saw him walking around the coffee table heading towards the bedroom.

"Where you going?" I asked, knowing I sounded like a whiny child.  But I couldn't help it.  When I realized he was gone, a feeling came over me that the only way I could describe it was feeling alone and empty and a little... scared?? I guess?? It wasn't a scared feeling b/c I felt strange being alone in his house, because I didn't.  I felt very at home there.  It was more of a don't leave me feeling.  Like I couldn't stand to be away from him.  Had I been more awake and more aware of what I was saying, I probably wouldn't have said anything at all.  It's not like me AT ALL to act or feel clingy.  But I hated the feeling of not having him close.

He came back and kissed me on the forehead, "I wasn't going far love, was just going to get the bed ready."  I looked up at him, with what I can only assume looked like a sad puppy b/c he chuckled and said "You wanna go with me?", I nodded, he took my hand and led me to bed.    I immediately crawled into bed and was already asleep by the time he came back in from turning off all the lights and the TV in the other room.  I woke up only for a second when I felt him lay down and snuggle up behind me, but quickly drifted back off to sleep.

I was warm and comfortable and felt safe right were I was.

I heard him whisper "J?" and and I grunted a yes.. but I didn't hear his reply, I was fast asleep.

Day 3 coming soon :)

Oh and if I can do it correctly, there should be some pics down here somewhere.  Not really in any order but you'll see some of the ice sculptures :)

One of the older mining buildings:

Just some of the ice sculptures

 

View from the bedroom window