Weekend Report #2 ...

This is a long post that I've broken into two parts. I was going to do two posts but after the teaser I left at the end of Report #1, I thought I should just get on with it ... sheesh, it was only a weekend! ... 

Part One ....

Know When To Hold Them, Know When To Fold Them ... 

Part One is about the planned part of the weekend and the intended premier event ... that being Hot Hotel Sex. However, I'm not sure it was the most memorable ... I'm kinda going with Part Two ... you be the judge :>)

Card playing was a big part of our social life for many years. Frank has a big family, with several kids close together in ages, so there was always a big gang of kids at their house, be it siblings, boyfriends, girlfriends or just friends. On Friday or Sat night we would often play penny ante poker with his Mom and Dad and Grampa joining in. 


Once we had our own house, and then our own family, we and our friends would usually have a poker night at someone's house almost every Fri or Sat night. It was a cheap evening of entertainment ... toss all the kids in a room to hang out and the adults would play cards ... everyone had fun. In addition we also played Whist, Hearts, Rummy and such with other friends. We moved away from our card playing friends 10 yrs ago and I don't think we've ever had a poker night with our new friends here. 

When I was planning my surprise for our weekend away I decided to go with a gambling theme given the reunion was at a banquet facility associated with a casino. The idea was that it might be fun to have a poker night with Frank since we hadn't played in a long time. I bought several 'prizes' ... a few fun lingerie 'costumes', including a 

naughty school girl cosplay outfit, some 'toys', ... and ... wait for it ... a couple of 'implements' ;)). 


I wrapped everything up, attached a string to each with a coloured tag at the end indicating value (Frank is terrible to buy gifts for in that he almost always correctly guesses what is in a wrapped present so I was not allowing him to directly 'pick' his prizes). I packed everything in a gift bag and brought along a set of poker chips and a deck of cards.

After we got back to the hotel Friday evening, I told Frank we were having a 'blast from the past' poker night. I told him he could use his 'winnings' to buy prizes as we went along ... and/or we both could use winnings to buy the removal of articles of each other's clothing ... $100 an item, $200 if you wanted specify an item to be removed.

We played Dealers Choice poker and I was winning for the first 10 hands or so, staving off his buying power but then the tide turned. Within an hour he had big enough pile of chips to buy several prizes which he did by choosing a coloured tag and pulling the attached gift out of the bag. It was literally game over once the 'naughty school girl' outfit was unwrapped. Unfortunately no implements were selected (I did give them to him in bed the next morning) but the evening was a lot of fun and we marked up another memorable evening of very hot hotel sex. 

Part Two ... 

These Walls Have Ears ...

The reunion was the next night. I wish I could say it was also a memorable night but I can't. I knew only a handful of the attendees and even those folks I didn't know very well. They had a Tribute Wall for classmates who'd passed away in the intervening years. Frank was dismayed to find he knew nearly half of the deceased. He did connect with several people, being that most of the attendees were from his graduating year. This is the second reunion we've been to and I don't think we'll go to another ... all very nice people but we just didn't feel the connection.

We got back to the hotel and went for a drink before heading back to our room. Just going to bed was in the cards, knowing we had an early wake up and a travel day ahead of us. Frank dropped off right away but I couldn't get to sleep so I grabbed my iPad and book. About 15 mins later I heard voices in the hall ... a man and woman, talking, laughing, flirting. They carried on for a bit which woke Frank up.

Frank ... "What's going on?"

Me ... "It's just a couple outside our door, in the hallway, talking"

Sitting up, he says "They're not in the hallway, they're in the room next door" 

Heh?? ... how come I can hear them so clearly ... ohhh yeahhh ... we're in an adjoining room ... there's a big locked door between us. I listen carefully ... he's right, they are next door.

Frank lays back down and rolls over ... "go to sleep NJ", a smirk in his voice. The man knows me well .... I am a people watcher which used to also translate into an eavesdropper whenever we were in a public place like a restaurant (in my defence I am not nosy ... I am just insatiably curious ;)) 

Frank would say to me ... 

"NJ, your antennae are showing" ;)) 
However, with age comes some hearing loss so I'm not so good at picking up conversations any more but this conversation next door ... it sounded like they were in bed with us. I couldn't help but hear. 

Well you know what's coming right? ... yup, conversation mutes for a short while and then all of a sudden there is a loud, squealing, moaning, incoherent babbling from the woman and rumbling encouragement from the male. It went on and on ... yes, there was definitely hot hotel sex going on next door. Then there is a loud rhythmic slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap' sound.

Frank sits up again ... "What the ?!?! ... is he spanking her?" 

Me ... "nooooo, I think they're just going at it hot and heavy" 

Frank ... "I don't know ... sounds like a spanking to me"

Honest to god ... this went on for quite a long time. Frank seemed to be getting quite annoyed, threatening to go bang on the door. Me, I was giggling ... and to be quite honest, kinda turned on. I'd never heard anything like it ... in real life that is. At one point I slid down the bed and under the covers to take Frank's temperature ... apparently he wasn't quite as annoyed as he made out to be :>)) 

She finally got there (at one point I said to Frank ... "and we think I take a long time!"). Quiet murmuring ensued. I moved further over on the bed closer to the door. .... I know, I know, I'm shameless! Five or so minutes go by and OMG! ... they're at it again! 

All in all they were at it for ~30 minutes. Later I asked Frank "I wasn't that noisy last night, was I?" ... Frank replied "well, not that noisy, but yeah, noisy" ... gah!! Hotel sex might never be the same! When we left the next morning, a 'do not disturb' was hanging on their door. 

Sorry, Rosie and Harry ... beware ... the Harry's Sound Check only works from the hallway ... not from the room next door :>))

Now fast forward to a couple mornings ago ... Frank and I finally had a day where there was time for a leisurely morning in bed. After a delicious round one, Frank decided he wanted one more go. A couple minutes in and all of a sudden ... "slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap" ... Frank's enthusiasm is resulting in the same sound we'd heard that night. I caught Frank's eye and that was it ... I was done for! .... I started laughing and couldn't stop! ... omg! ... I'm saying "sorry, Babe, I can't help it" when Frank collapsed on top of me and I realized he was laughing just as hard.

Who thought so much could be told about a little two night weekend. Trust me, life is never boring in the Cawder household.

Thanks for dropping by :>)) .... nj