From Boy to Bimbo: Chapter 45 & 46

Chapter 45: A Deal's a Deal

Back in the room, Ashlee changed clothes, talking out loud to Chase. "Appropriately, huh? What does he care? He's just gonna take it all off me anyway." She blushed. "Sorry."

"Meeting you at nine o'clock isn't much time for a dinner and a movie now, is it?" Chase said, not looking at her. He felt as if he had failed somehow and let the drinks get the best of him. Or maybe he was just too willing to do what it took to make her happy, even at his own peril. "It's just one night, like you said. Do me a favor. Make it one he won't forget. I want that little one-eyed prick to know what he's missing for the rest of his life."

She grinned. "He might feel like a winner when I walk in, but he'll feel like the biggest loser when I strut out." She was thinking about phoning it in, but she nodded in agreement. "Sure, baby." She grinned devilishly. "He might feel like a winner when I walk in the door, but he's gonna feel like the biggest fucking loser when I strut out." She spent time fixing up her hair and makeup, picking out a dress, accessorizing, and using a nice perfume Chase had given her for Christmas.

Chase stepped onto the patio to get some air. She joined him silently at first, then awkwardly said, "I'm just gonna hail an Uber."

"No. I'd rather take you. You look gorgeous. God, I love you."

"I love you too." Ashlee kissed his cheek carefully. "We should get going."

They drove in silence. At the hotel, Chase opened her door. "If you suspect anything dangerous, I have the Glock in the trunk." The whole situation made him feel like a pimp.

She giggled. "Good, knew I could count on you. And don't worry, I got my Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill," she sang her best Nicki Minaj impression, capping it off with a little twerk. "I just want you to know I'm not disappointed at all. Florida, Louisiana, Missouri, freaking Alaska, I'd feel like a princess in a palace with you."

"You are my princess. Always. Oh, and seriously think about expanding our guest list. Like by a factor of 100." He looked up at the building and wondered where Bradly might be in this mammoth hotel.

"Everyone's getting their own bottle of Dom Pérignon now," she giggled, then squeezed his hand. "Okay, baby, I'll text you goodnight, I promise. There's lots of dirty underwear to keep you company, you old perv." She winked and waved goodbye before going in and up to his room. She knocked on his door and fussed with her hair while she waited.

Inside, Bradley was waiting on his bed with a glass of wine. He was wearing a bathrobe and briefs, and nothing else. Hearing the knock at the door, he chugged the little wine that remained and slowly stood up and stretched before opening the door. He smiled as he invited her in, his one eye scanning her up and down from every angle as she entered and passed by him. He set the Do Not Disturb sign out on the knob and locked the door. "A little early. In the army, they say if you are on time, you are already late. I like that. And I approve of this outfit you have. You know how to put your best foot forward, don't you?"

"Oh, thanks," she said, giving him a little greeting hug. "Of course, hun, I'm in sales. I'm all about hooking 'em then drawing 'em in." She took a seat on the foot of the bed. "Do you have anything to drink here?"

He motioned to the bottle of wine open on the bedside table. "There is champagne in the mini fridge if that's more your speed." Another empty wine glass was sitting on top of it.

Ashlee went over and poured some wine, helping herself to a full glass. "Mmm, nice. So..." She returned to the bed and sat next to him. "A rugged, handsome guy like you... no wife, no kids? That's a shame." She played the part of a call girl, getting into it. He was handsome and in great shape, so it wasn't the hardest thing to pull off. She just needed to put Chase out of her mind. Another big gulp of wine helped her achieve that.

Brad opened up, "I actually was engaged. It was a stupid, impulsive thing to do before I shipped overseas. I don't know if she cheated, but when I came back, neither of us cared about it any longer. I had... lost my focus, so to speak." He was quick with the puns about his eye, either as a defense mechanism or as a way to make others more comfortable with it. "But I'd have to be a blind man to have let you get away from me, if you had been waiting for me."

Ashlee giggled, enjoying his sense of humor and the easing of the tension within the room. "Well, I think we both know now I might not be the most loyal type..." She smiled as she leaned in closer. "You know I couldn't care less about football. But when the chance to fuck you came on the table, then baby I was allll innn..." she purred, wondering if she was overselling it, or if he enjoyed a little acting.

Bradly actually blushed. Whether he believed her or not remained a question, but either way, he was enjoying the presentation. "And here I didn't think you understood gambling at all, beautiful. Seems you may be more of a risk-taker than Chase is."

"Chase likes to play it safe. He's... nice, but when I need a little danger, I have to look elsewhere..." she said as she pushed him back on the bed. "Find myself a man who really knows danger. A real man."

He smiled broadly. "You think that about me, or are you the danger of this conversation? You look like dynamite to me; I will give you that."

"Maybe we're both a little dangerous." She crawled on top of him, the high slit of her dress revealing her leg and panties. "I'm fire, you're gasoline, I have a feeling things could really ignite here." She leaned down to kiss him, then started unbuttoning his shirt. At first, she was doing it just to get things going, but as she opened his shirt and saw his rugged and ripped torso, she found more motive to undress him.

He slid his hand under her dress, behind her leg, and onto her ass cheek, delighted to find it bare, covered only by a thong. "I'd be disappointed if we didn't make some fireworks, babe," he said just before their lips met. Upon contact, his other arm wrapped around her tight and pulled her down on top of him.

Ashlee can't help but compare him to Chase. 'He doesn't kiss like Chase, or a lot of guys. He's clearly not as practiced, and his stubble chafes and stings a little. But he's confident, and in command.' They continued making out on the bed as she removed his shirt entirely, rolling around a little. She guided his hand to her dress zipper.

He was good with his hands, a dexterity that might be surprising to find in a person with limited eyesight. He took his time, savoring every second before opening his prize. He needed no prompting to unclasp her bra.

It wasn't long before she was only in her thong and he was in his underwear. Ashlee tugged his underwear off and gently stroked his cock to full hardness. "You know, baby, I really, really didn't think that bet today was fair," she said in a breathy voice, tickling his ears.

"It's a little late to change the stakes, don't you think?" he said as he looked down at her hand stroking him.

She gripped him a little tighter for a second, just to tease him, with her face still close to his. "Don't I deserve a place in Florida and a good fuck from a man like you? Nobody cares about what Ashlee needs."

"You know, there's nothing that says the offer still isn't open to you. We can leave Chase to his dreams in Louisiana, and you could come with me. I have just as much confidence in you as him. Maybe more."

Ashlee stroked him faster. "You think you can treat me better than him, baby?"

"I promise you, you would do much better on your own than with him, even without me. But that's not to say I couldn't treat you better. I have to tell you, not many women are that into me. I wouldn't take you for granted; that's for sure."

"It's a tempting offer, baby, it really is." She stroked him faster, then stopped suddenly. "But he owns me. And he might be a salesman, but I don't think he's gonna sell off his favorite fuck doll too soon."

He lurched a bit, and she could feel him pulsing in her hand. "Shit, baby... you just about had me going, damn! Ahh, yeah, he'd be an idiot. I even thought that much when I saw the two of you together eating. A guy like me can have anything in the world, but a guy like him gets to have the whole world in a woman like you."

That made her smile. It was a sweet thing to say, no matter the circumstances. She rolled onto her back and wiggled out of her thong. "I'm not leaving him ever, baby. It's just too bad I have to leave Florida, too. It's so nice here. The weather. The water. The people," she concluded as she spread her legs.

He rolled off of her and scooted down the bed, getting closer to her navel. "Then I guess we just have to make the most of the night that's given to us." He lifted himself, push-up style, and dropped down between her legs, pushing up on the back of her thighs and inhaling her womanly musk deeply. "I intend to make full use of this time."

"Mmmm..." she moaned at first, but then embraced the fact that she was in a stranger's hotel room and could make as much noise as she wanted. "Mmmm fuck! Yes!" She caressed his head softly, guiding him. His stubble scratched against her smooth, waxed pussy, but she liked the extra sensation. "Slower... lower... fuck, yes, there!" Her thighs tensed up as he got in a groove.

He listened, moving just as instructed. He wasn't just about pleasing himself. Perhaps he was being honest about not getting much action and wanted to see that he could still perform well for a woman. Or maybe he was just curious to see if a woman of her beauty could be satisfied by a man like himself. Either way, she was sure he was not going to be a minute man.

"Oohhh, yessss, fuck yes!" She screamed out, holding his head with both hands and letting him go nuts with his tongue. She pushed her legs wider, giving him room to explore. "Play around, baby, use that tongue, taste me, go all in," she said as she brought one hand to a nipple, stimulating herself even more.

Brad explored at will, alternating between the clitoris with his mouth and tongue, then used a finger to curve up and locate her G-spot. He watched her at times as she moaned and as she groped at her breasts and nipples. With his free hand, he released her leg and reached up on the other side, tweaking and pinching her erect buds softly.

"Shit! Yes, yes, yes!" Ashlee squealed and gasped. Her legs were tensing and kicking when his moves all hit at once. "Mmm, keep going, ohh fuck, you can take me the whole way like baby, oohhh fuck yes, you can."

He continued at the same pace and pursuit, not hurrying or wanting to push her ahead of her own timing. He used his fingers to part her inner folds open, driving his curled tongue inside like a small but thick penis, then pushed it in and out along the sensitive lining.

As much as Ashlee loved a deep dicking, the fact remained that she was more sensitive near her opening. And he was leaving no part of it untouched. "Mmmmm yesss, ohhh babyyy..." she cooed as she squirmed already so wired from his tongue's work. "Ohh, baby, you make me so wet, baby, I'm gonna squirt all over your face."

"Do it, please... I want to taste your honey," He said from beneath her legs. He used his tongue so confidently and energetically.

She closed her eyes and let her body follow his commands. "Mmm... MMMM... MMM OHH YES!" She felt her legs tighten up, then relax, and then her slick pussy squirted juice onto his mouth and chin. "Ohhhh yessss...." she said with a loud groan.

He pushed his open mouth against her vulva, creating a loose seal around it, then swallowing the warm flow of fluids that emitted from it. His mouth, nose, and chin were completely glazed in spit and bodily fluids. He didn't retreat until she was lying still, panting from pleasure. He stood up and smiled triumphantly. "You could feed me like that forever, and I'd never grow tired of it." He went to the bathroom, his cock as hard as it was when she started touching it, and he washed his face and rinsed out his mouth quickly. He returned to the bed and lay down next to her with one hand cupping the breast closest to him. "I'd care for you like this every morning and night if you would let me."

"Baby, you only just met me," she said, still high from the orgasm. "You don't know the real me. Not sure you could handle it."

"We'd have our lives to figure that out. But you can't deny there is some chemistry here. Even I can see that, and I am myopic."

The joke caused her to smile. "I haven't even left, and you already miss me, huh?"

"I know I will. Enough to say it again. Chase may have blown his opportunity with me, but I would leave that option open for you. No stipulations at all. I'd take my chances that maybe you'd see your way to getting to know me better and that leading to something fun, if not permanent."

"So you would let me run things my way, have my own shop. You really trust me that much?" She asked, spreading her pussy teasingly and gently tugging at his rigid cock.

"I have a feeling about you, a very good one. My guess is you have had as much to do with getting Chase where he is as he has. You two seem like good partners."

"We are. We need each other. I know you want me, baby, but if you want me," she snapped her legs together, closing off access to her pussy. "You take us both."

He smirked, put his hand on her knee, and gently opened her legs again. "Fair enough. I will think about it. Chase gave me his card earlier in the day. Now, how about you let me explore this beautiful body of yours?" He leaned in for a kiss. His hand moved between her legs again, stroking her pussy's wetness and dipping a finger within. He then stopped and straddled her chest, rubbing his manhood over her nipples and then into the cleavage, jutting his man-meat between the two globes.

Ashlee responded by pressing her tits together and watching his cock slide between them. Even his long cock got lost in her ample mounds. She wagged her tongue out like a puppy to lick his cock head every time it popped through her narrow channel of cleavage. "Ever had a girl with tits like mine, baby?"

Putting his hand to the side of her face, he responded softly, "Nope. Are they natural?"

"Nope," she said teasingly. "Not quite."

"Beautiful nonetheless." He lifted a little more, putting his hands against the headboard and offering his cock to her mouth.

Opening her mouth wide, she wrapped her lips around his shaft and swirled her tongue around inside as he went in and out of her mouth.

He watched her expertly take the shaft deep into her throat. He was careful not to gag her, even though he wasn't abnormally long. He was deliberately delicate, even respectful of this evening's whore.

Ashlee placed her hands on his ass cheeks and guided his rhythm. Keeping her lips wrapped firmly around his cock, she looked up at him as he went in and out. She hummed and moaned lowly, working him with the subtle vibrations.

He closed his eyes, fighting the urge to feed her, but he pulled away and dropped down on top of her. Kissing her, he guided his cock inside her pussy with one hand.

She spread her legs, welcoming him in, and kissed him with a sloppy, wet mouth that faintly tasted of his precum. His stubble rubbed against her face, but she was beginning to like the little stings.

Being as wet as she was, he had to push hard into her.

"OHH FUCK!" she shouted out in reaction to how fast and hard he slammed in. "Wooowwww..." she gasped, but slowly recovered and started working her hips with him. She went slowly, trying to draw his pleasure out. "Ever had a pussy as good as mine?"

"I'd pay for pussy this good, darling. Chase is one lucky fucker." He alternated between a slow withdrawal and violent thrusting, smacking his balls against her ass each time.

"Mmph! Arhh! Aww! Mm!" she grunted and moaned with each slap and thrust. She felt her pussy tightening, even as wet and slick as it was. She felt lightheaded, a tingling sensation going out to her toes.

He planted a hand on her breast again, then covered her mouth with his, inserting his tongue and entangling it against hers.

Ashlee gasped, sucking air from him, taking his tongue further. Closing her eyes, she followed suit, engaging in sloppy tongue wrestling. She kicked up the speed of her hip thrusts without thinking, her body just craving his cum.

Brad broke away from the kiss and whispered near her ear. "Turn over, baby. I have got to see that ass."

Ashlee was thoroughly under the thrall of his cock now. She pulled back, then turned over, curving her back to proudly stick her ass up for his carnal pleasure. He gave each cheek a few spanks, then pinched one side and bit the other gently. "Fuck! I could eat this ass all day!" He said while running his cock from the top of her ass cleavage all the way down to the glistening twat that awaited him, pressing into it easily.

He managed to get in deeper from this angle somehow, and she gasped out again, "Ohhh yesss!" she squealed out, burying her face in a pillow as her whole body trembled.

He reached out his hand to the back of her neck, making her head turn so he could see her face. "Keep it just like that," he instructed as he got upright again and put his hands on her hips. He started vigorously fucking her now, watching her ass cheeks ripple like waves as he smacked his waist against them.

She looked back at him, watching her own ass ripple and shake. She looked in his eyes. He was so determined, so lustful, so deeply into her. "Fuck baby! OH, yes fuck me! Fuck me harrderrrr, ohhhh!" She was getting close to climax again.

He had to pause for just a moment; a nervous chuckle ensued. "Almost got me." He took a deep breath and started again. "Take it, baby, you want it, don't you, talk to me, baby."

"God, I want it all, I want all your cum so fucking bad, baby! I never want you to stop fucking me, and I want you to fill me up with cum until I'm fucking leaking it!" Ashlee yelled uncontrollably.

Brad was pushing so hard and locking himself inside her. Ashlee slid forward with him collapsing on top of her. He was still jerking his hips and filling her up inside. "Oh yes, yes, yes, that is some grade 'A' pussy right there, damn. Fucking bottle that up and sell it!"

"Ahh, ohhh, goddd, yess!" she cried out as her body quaked and trembled under his. Tears of pure orgasmic pleasure ran down her cheeks, and she struggled to catch her breath. "Holy fucking shit," she gasped, slowly getting her bearings back. "That was... you are... like, wow."

He rolled off of her, his cock threw fluids out like a whale emerging from the ocean, and coated her back and soiled the sheets. He seemed unfazed by it as he stayed next to her, gazing upward. Finally, he spoke, "How big is your engagement ring? I would double the size of it." He made the comment as a jest, but Ashlee couldn't help but think he'd do it if she agreed.

Ashlee was finally able to catch her breath. She rolled over and felt the sheets sticking to her skin. She proudly held out her ring. "Pretty damn big. You might have doubled it, but you didn't. Have to settle for sloppy seconds." She kissed him. "But I like it sloppy anyway, don't you?"

"With you, I will take what I can get. You ever do business in Florida, alone, sweetheart?" he asked, turning his head to see her.

"I have. I might again. Depends on where we end up," she said with a teasing grin.

"My cell phone number is on my card. If you ever find yourself here again, give me as much notice as you can so I can clear my schedule for you." He took her hand and brought it to his mouth to kiss.

"Will do, baby." She gave him a long kiss. She curled up into his chest, and he doused the lamp next to the bed. The two were asleep in moments.

Chapter 46 Future plans

Ashlee left the hotel early in the morning, not sticking around for any morning sex. She had tried her best to coax a better deal for themselves out of him, but she left the ball in his court now. He really liked her. She had learned that much, but now he knew the terms. She entered the room quietly and saw that Chase was still asleep. She tiptoed over to kiss him gently, then went to clean up in the shower. She didn't get out until she felt totally cleansed of Brad and of all last night's activities. Ashlee dried off thoroughly and put on one of Chase's t-shirts, then climbed into bed as the sun started peeking through the curtains.

Chase had bitterly spent the evening watching horrible hotel porn and masturbating just to put himself to sleep. The morning light and the motion of the bed aroused him. He moved to his side, his arm draping around Ashlee, then realized she was there, and he opened his eyes. "Hey... good morning. Have you been here long?"

"Just a little bit," she replied, kissing him and looking into his eyes. Tears welled up a little. "I'm sorry, baby."

Seeing her tear up, Chase jerked his head up. "Honey, honey, please don't cry. I am the one who should be apologizing. Oh my gosh, what have I done? I am so stupid." He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her close, burying his face in her chest.

"I tried so hard to get him to change his mind; I thought I could do it for us," she said, taking a deep breath and pulling back to look at him again. "Guess my pussy can't solve every problem," she laughed a little, cheering up.

Chase shook his head. "It solves all of mine," he said, leaning in to kiss her. "What did you try to change his mind about? Sleeping with you?"

"Going in with us in Florida anyway. I thought that might make up for all of it."

"You really want that, don't you? I guess I didn't realize how much that meant to you. Tell you what. We will do a year in Louisiana, and then I will start looking for a new company to work for in Florida, even if it means a demotion."

"Chase, baby, it's not just the location. I just think Williams doesn't appreciate what an amazing salesman and businessman you are. No matter where we move, I'll be happy. I just thought this was the opportunity you needed." She returned the kiss, then smiled. "Buuut still, maybe we could look into condos or apartments in Florida, just for getaways?"

"Definitely. With my new salary, that won't be a problem. In fact, I have time saved up. I can call HR, extend our vacation time, and we can take a few more days here to do that, maybe enjoy ourselves a little more on the beach even."

"Yeah?" Ashlee rolled Chase over onto his back, then straddled him before leaning down to give him a big kiss. "You always have the best ideas."

"Asking you to marry me ranks at the top of that list," he said, rubbing the last bit of wetness away from her cheeks. He spanked her bottom and said, "Do you want to take a nap? Get some food? I can order room service if you don't feel like getting up."

"I got enough rest. How about you? I could go out, but a lazy morning with you sounds nice too."

"Yeah, let's just stay in for a while anyway. Maybe get lunch somewhere later." He rolled over and grabbed the room service menu and handed it to her. "I will eat what you are having." Chase then picked up his cell phone and called Williams Watercraft and spoke with the HR department, extending their vacation time. After concluding the call, he sat up and looked over her shoulder, kissing it while peering down at the menu board. "What looks good?"

"I am in a waffle mood. With lots of fruit, whipped cream, and stuff. I know, I know, it's like dessert for breakfast, but we can get some sides of like bacon or sausage too if you want. Pot of coffee, pitcher of mimosas too?"

"Yes to all," he said, reaching again to grab the phone from the nightstand and dial for room service. He recited back her order, asking for a double portion of food, and the coffee and mimosas as well. "Thirty minutes. Just enough time for an early muffin."

Ashlee stuck her tongue out at the corny joke, then giggled and pulled off the tee she was wearing. She then reached down and played with his stiffening cock through his boxers.

Chase returned the favor, rubbing the small tuft of hair above her clit and pressing downward into it. "I am going to take a little cream with this cherry muffin, baby."

"Omigosh, stop," she giggled again at the double entendre, but then purred and moaned as he rubbed her. She stroked him for a while, then tugged the boxers off. They stared in each other's eyes as they played with each other. "I missed you so much last night, baby. You're the only cock I really need."

"Oh yeah?" Chase questioned as she pulled his boxers away. "Was he a little short in that department?"

He was pretty hung, but she answered around that. "No one measures up to you, baby. You fit me perfectly." She moved her hips, grinding against him, spreading her legs, and teasing his tip with her opening.

He kissed her, appreciating how she restored his ego, then slid down over her boobs and sucked and played with them for a bit. He then rose and made a goofy smile, lifted her knees upwards, and slid his face between them, inserting a finger and licking very slowly along her slit.

"No one fits me like, ohhhhh, mmmmmm, fuuuuckk..." she moaned out suddenly, caught off guard by how firm his tongue felt. "And no one licks me like you either. You like how I taste? Breakfast of Champions, right, baby?" She moved her hands to the back of his head.

Chase gave a muffled chuckle against her lips and nodded, moving again in the same slow fashion. Her moans filled his ears like music, and his cock responded like a beagle to a dog whistle, hard and aching for her.

She let him explore her for a while, losing herself in the feeling. After a while, she relaxed her grip on his head and tilted his face up to look at her. "Kiss me, baby. I haven't tasted pussy in a long time; I wanna know how I stack up."

Chase laughed honestly and said, "I don't know if I want to share," then raised himself and got on top of her, kissing her deeply, then plunged his cock into her pussy.

Alex always hated going down on girls as a guy. He hated the smell and the taste, and hated how particular girls were about it. It had been over a year since he had tasted any. Ashlee smiled and moaned as Chase gave her a sloppy kiss. "Mmmm, I'm so much better," she purred. Her relationship to her own body was much different now. She let out a gasp when his manhood plunged into her. The two looked into each other's eyes as they rocked back and forth in sync, silent but understanding each other deeply.

Chase reflected that it felt good and right to do this. It was like some sort of caveman instinct to reclaim his woman as his own. He didn't rush anything and was not even particularly concerned with achieving an orgasm. He just focused on being connected to Ashlee again. The fucked slowly and softly, whispering sweet nothings to each other, and kissed deeply.

Ashlee wrapped her arms and legs around him, bringing them as close together as possible. Being under the covers made her feel like they were in their own little world together, not even worried about the coming room service delivery. She kissed long and slow, savoring every bit of his lips and every little scratch from his early morning stubble. As he pushed deeply into her, she said, "I'm your woman, always."

"I will always be your man," he whispered as he reached back and placed his hand on her hamstring, pulling the leg upward and pushing harder and deeper now.

With her tits squished up against him and her nipples rubbing against his strong body, she felt totally under his control, and more fully herself because of it. She picked up the pace with her hips just slightly, but then her pussy started to tighten. "I want all your cum, baby. All of it. You never need to jerk off again. Any time, anywhere, you just fuck me instead, okay?"

Chase felt a little guilty, wondering how she knew about last night, but didn't question it. "Yeah, remember when we fucked in the supply closet at work? That was crazy."

"Mmmhmm, you were sooo naughty." She smiled as she picked up the pace even more. "I wanna do it everywhere. I won't feel at home in our new place until we fuck in every room, on every last piece of furniture."

"Ummmm, I like the idea of this. We might even have to do it twice." The more she talked, the closer he got to cumming.

"Our bed... guest beds... couches, hardwood, carpets. Give me rug burn all over my back. Fuck me in the hot tub out back too, let the neighbors know what a lucky man you are." Ashlee was building the fantasy as she spoke, feeling herself getting closer, too.

"Umm, damn woman, you are insatiable.... ahhhhh!" He began spurting inside her, grimacing as he thrust ed in and out, until he was entirely drained of any seed that still remained in his body.

"Fuck me everywhere, fuck me, fuuuuuck meeeee...." Ashlee squealed out as her fiancé came inside her, triggering her own orgasm. Her pussy tightened and milked his cock as he kept thrusting in and out of her. She let out one final gasp on his final push, then let out a long, satisfied sigh. "Ohhhh, goddamn baby. Goddddamnnnn..."

Chase stayed perfectly still on top of her, the sweat from their bodies cooling them rapidly. After a brief pause, he softly kissed her neck only to be interrupted by a knock at the door. "Oh wow, that was fast," Chase remarked as he stood up and grabbed a robe, but his cock was still too firm for him to answer the door. Just leave it there, please... thank you," he said through the door. The porter acknowledged him and bid him a good morning, and after a minute, Chase quickly opened the door, brought the cart inside, and wheeled it to the foot of the bed. "I think we both have worked up an appetite."

Ashlee had put on a robe too, then went to the mirror to brush her hair. She inhaled a big whiff of the food as it was brought in. "Mmmm, smells amazing." She grabbed the little breakfast-in-bed stands from the bottom shelf of the cart and set them up for each of them. She served herself a waffle and topped it with strawberries, peaches, and whipped cream. Then she brought the coffee and mimosa pitchers to the nightstand, set up in bed to eat, and flipped the channels on the TV.

Chase stretched out before serving himself as well, prepared coffee for both of them, and took a sip of the mimosa before sitting at the end of the bed, delicately placing a plate on his lap and setting the cups on the TV stand. "Looking for sports highlights?"

"I mean, we saw the biggest game last night already, right?" she remarked as she lingered on channels showing home renovations, fashion designs, beauty infomercials, and celebrity gossip, but nothing really held her attention. Dissatisfied, she tossed the remote to Chase. "You can find something if you want." She took a big bite of her waffle and got whipped cream all over her chin and nose. "It's a good look for me, right?"

"You look like me after I go down on you," he said while laughing. He dipped his finger into his whipped cream, then lobbed a small dab at her playfully. While thumbing through the channels, he found a local real estate show. "Oh, look at this." Most of the homes shown were out of their price range, costing millions of dollars. But there were some homes that could be within their budget after saving up for a year. "What do you think about a condo, you know, just for vacation purposes? We could lease it out on VRBO when we aren't using it?"

"I was totally thinking that, too. I bet our families wouldn't mind crashing there either. Where do you think, though? Miami, the Keys, Gulf Side?"

"I love the Gulf, don't know much about the Keys, but I am guessing it is a bit warmer there. Do you have a preference?"

"Well, the Gulf has calmer water, plus there's spring training and minor league baseball there if you want that. I only went to the Keys once in college, and uh... didn't really appreciate it," she chuckled a little, shaking her head at her past self. "We should probably take a look at some of those Gulf Coast towns before we buy anything; we don't wanna end up totally surrounded by old people."

"Maybe less risk of hurricanes too, I don't know. You feel like looking at some communities today? I am sure we can find model homes. Probably could even get a showing tomorrow if we called today," Chase suggested.

Ashlee didn't need convincing. "Condo-hunting road trip with my favorite person in the world? Omigod, I am so in!"

"Sounds like a plan. We can eat, and I can shower, then maybe we can go to the business center and use their computers to look over some listings, unless you want to just hang out on the balcony and search on our phones."

"I could definitely sit in the sun," Ashlee said as she finished eating her waffle and stretched. After topping off their beverages, she walked over and opened the curtains, letting in a nice, warm breeze when she opened the door. "I brought my tablet; I'm just gonna browse on that, I think. So like, do you wanna check out of here today, then just drive up the coast, and stay wherever?" She stepped back into the room to change into a bikini.

"Or I can extend our stay here. I am willing to bet this place is going to clear out today. They would probably let us stay if you'd rather." Chase replied as he continued eating and watching her undress.

Ashlee was wiggling into the tiny bottom piece, stretching it over her big booty, then tied on the top piece. "Whatever you wanna do, babe, you're the one driving and stuff, whatever you think is best." She grabbed her drink and tablet, then stepped out onto the balcony to apply some sunscreen.

Chase shook his head as she stepped out onto the balcony. He was sure some of the hotel guests in the building nearby were going to get a great view of her. He finished up his food and drank his coffee quickly before stepping into the shower. After shaving, he got dressed, wearing shorts and a casual button-down shirt, not putting on the sandals yet. "I suppose we will stay here unless we are driving very far. Have you found anything interesting yet?"

"Sanibel looks really nice. It's a little island not far from Fort Myers," Ashlee said, showing some pictures. "Seems pretty quiet, but there's nice wildlife, and there's more going on in the nearby cities too."

"An island? I like the sound of that. You know what that means? A boat!" Chase said with a laugh.

"We could blow up the bridge, and you could become the boat baron of Sanibel Island. We'd be so loaded. Here, there's a couple of places we could look at, I think. It's like two and a half hours from here."

Chase agreed. "Yeah, alright. We can check out here, hopefully, find something just as nice to stay in close to there. We should probably get on our way; that trip will eat up a chunk of the day. Maybe you can call the Realtor or manager and see if we can get a look today. Maybe check on a hotel too, while I am driving."

Ashlee was so excited. "Sounds good, baby!" She leaned over and kissed him. Over the next hour, she soaked in some more sun and called a few different Realtors and building managers to set up viewings. She then organized it so that they were not zig-zagging across the island but seeing places right in a row. When it was finished, she came inside and got dressed, then put on her makeup before packing up. "This is so fun! I love being so spur of the moment with you!"

Chase smiled. Ashlee had a way of bringing spontaneity out of him. Having been a very strict and orthodox person for a long time, it was refreshing to move off of the playbook for a change. Her bubbly joy was contagious.

They left the keys at the front desk and said goodbye with a tip to the valet as he handed the key to their car to them and loaded up the trunk. The two of them rolled out through the town and got on the highway. The trip took longer due to traffic, but it wasn't unbearable since rush hour had already ended. They arrived at the first destination without issues.

They met with the manager of the building, and she showed them around. The place was light on amenities, nothing much beyond a pool, beach access, and a gym. The condo, however, was really spacious and nice. There was a master bedroom, a guest room, and a living room with a pull-out couch. It also had a nice updated kitchen and dining area, and a beautiful balcony view. The manager gave them some time to themselves as they looked around the condo. "It's really nice; this view is amazing. Gotta say I'm not crazy about these colors, though," Ashlee gestured at the walls, done up in coral blues and oranges, very typically Floridian. "Like, I don't hate it, but I'm not sold yet."

Chase was more pragmatic. "It is just paint, honey. We could even hire out to get that changed. But it is only the first one, so maybe we just put it down as a maybe? I think it works, especially if we were to list it as a VRBO."

"That's true, yeah," she agreed. They thanked the manager and went on to the next. The next had smaller rooms, but more than enough space for a vacation spot. The building was nicer too, though they got the impression that it was more populated with retirees. The third place got Ashlee excited immediately. There was a nice gate entrance, and the building's exterior was white, Spanish-style architecture. It had more amenities beyond the pool, beach access, and gym. It also had a game room and bookable party rooms. Additionally, it was a short beach walk from some low-key bars straight out of a Jimmy Buffett song. The rooms were really nice and spacious, about midway between the first and second places in size. Chase could tell that Ashlee was in love with it, though the price on this one had to be higher.

Chase quickly inquired if there were restrictions against short-term subletting, and so far they had not run into any restrictions. Being that it wasn't beachside didn't blow out the price, but it was a little pricey due to the amenities. But the HOA fee wasn't insane either, so he was very interested. "This goes on the strong contender's list, right?"

"Omigod yes!" Ashlee squealed as she gave his hand a squeeze. "Like, I don't need to even look at the fourth one if you don't wanna."

"Really?" Chase questioned in surprise. "Well, if you are sure, let's draft an offer."

Ashlee put her arms around him and gave a quick kiss. The Realtor saw this and walked towards them. "So what are we thinking?" he asked Chase, rightly assuming he was the one in charge.

"We'd like to make an offer. Are there other interested parties?"

The gentleman informed them that no one had made offers yet, but it hadn't been listed long, and he expected that it would sell quickly.

"Ok, so full-price offer. Maybe you can suggest a lender to us?"

The Realtor drew up the forms for the offer, and they signed. Then they decided to get some lunch, after making an appointment with a nearby credit union for immediately afterwards.

Ashlee had an extra bounce in her step as the two walked out of the place, and she gave Chase another big kiss before they got into the car. "I am like sooo excited, baby! Omigosh, I can't wait to tell everyone," she exclaimed as she got out her phone. They drove to a relaxed seaside place that was quiet in the early afternoon. "So, like, I think that balcony and those little alcoves could use some plants. I bet we could find some places around here to pick them, though I guess if we're not here year-round we'd have to get artificial ones or something... But I am already totally seeing the furniture we could use..." She went on and on in an excited manner.

Chase listened intently, not interrupting. There was no point, really. She had a vision, and he was equally excited about it. As far as he was concerned, she was the only adornment he needed in the place. "We will have to come back here to close on the property, I am sure. We can take some extra days to pick our furnishings then. Until then, you can browse online and start putting together a vision board or something."

Ashlee smiled. "Ugh, like, you so get me. How are you so perfect?"

He squeezed her hand. "You keep me pacified. Honestly, all I can think about at this point is christening each room with you."

"Can't wait to hear the acoustics of our shouts and moans against all that tile and stucco."

Chuckling loudly, Chase then got serious. "And then later with the sound of children?"

This brightened Ashlee up even more. "How loud do you think you can handle? One, two... three kids?"

"Well, we are going to need a bigger condo for more than two, but I could handle three if we were to be quick about it. I am not quite the young man I used to be."

"We can be as quick as you want. And you're the perfect age, baby. For me, and to be a Daddy."

Chase rolled his eyes playfully. "Well, I probably need to practice about 1000 more times before I am ready to put a bun in your oven."

"Our own little Spring Training here in Florida," Ashlee giggled.

They enjoyed lunch together, with their minds full of excited energy about the things to come. Once they finished the meal, they drove over to the bank. Normally, Chase would be dressed more professionally, but in Florida the bank seemed laid back. The account representative instantly asked if they were on vacation or here for the game. He then remarked that it wasn't uncommon for people to decide to purchase property when visiting.

They introduced themselves as engaged and talked about where they were from and what their occupations were. Ashlee mentioned Chase's upcoming promotion, even though it wouldn't help with the loan process. Because of her sizable bank account, Ashlee was able to offer a sizable down payment, but Chase advised her to hold it for the Louisiana property or for a future Florida residence. Instead, he mentioned his VA eligibility that could be applied here, e and the banker began digging out the VA lending forms.

An hour later, they were out the door. The funds had been approved, and they called the manager to let her know as well. Now there was nothing to do but wait for the closing, which would happen in about 45 days. It is a giddy experience for them. Their first home purchase wasn't even for themselves entirely, but it was a big step in their relationship and future.

Ashlee gave Chase a big kiss as they returned to the car. "Thanks for handling all that stuff. It's so weird being on the other side of a sale for once," she mused. "Do you want to stay somewhere on the island tonight?"

"Yeah. I wonder if we could manage to find a place in the village where our unit is. It would be great to really get a feel for the community while we are here."

Ashlee picked up her phone and looked places up, eager to help after all the work that Chase had done. She found a place, made a call, and got a room quickly. They checked in and dropped their suitcases into their room. Down in the lobby, Ashlee looked through pamphlets and tourism guides. She gasped and giggled a little at one, looking at a guide to the spring training and minor league ballparks. "Omigosh, I played at this one once, for a Spring break tournament in college. I didn't realize we were so close."

"No kidding? Are you wanting to go by there now or just relax for the rest of the day?" Chase said, intrigued by this revelation.

She chuckled and shook her head, slipping the brochure back in the rack. "Nah, I'm sure we'll see it when there's a game sometime. Just kinda funny is all," she said, slightly wiggling her tits with her arms at her sides. "Haven't tried swinging a bat in a while, not sure the girls would be a big help."

Chase laughed. "I have kinda wondered about how well you would even golf with those things."

The humor stuck with her. "Oh, I have no idea. You know there's a lot of courses around here," she gestured at the brochure rack. "I don't wanna commit to a whole game because that might be a total disaster, but I could tag along with you if you want to get a game in while we're here."

"Only if you want to. I'd rather do something we'd both enjoy together. We could compromise and do some putt-putt golf. There are about as many of those places around as regular courses."

"Oh, that'd be fun!" she said, giving his hand a squeeze. "But how about now? Wanna find a place to drink, unwind a little somewhere?"

"Sounds good. Maybe the agent will call us while we are there. I hope our offer will be accepted."

"Me too," she said, kissing his cheek again. "What do you think? I could look up a place, and we could drive, or we could just, like, wander the beach until we find something?"

"Let's walk. I have been in that car enough for one day." They walked down the beach and saw an elderly couple, walking hand in hand. They looked sweet enough to approach, and so Chase excused himself and asked them if they knew of a bar or restaurant along the beachfront. They began discussing among themselves about what the better place to go was. Chase had to laugh and interrupt. "Anywhere is fine, really; what's close?" They suggested Pico's Crab Hut, sandwiched between the Westin and Sheraton hotels about half a mile away. The two lovers thanked them and began a leisurely stroll towards the destination. "Is seafood alright?"

"Seafood is always alright!" she answered, looking back over her shoulder at the older couple and thinking about how they might be like that someday. She looked back at Chase, admiring how handsome and relaxed he looked with the breeze blowing his loose shirt around. "Hope you don't get sick of it; I might kinda want seafood like every time we're down here now."

"I could eat lobster, crab, and mussels almost every day. Don't worry about that. It's going to be great to get some fresh now any time we want it."

"I can't wait," she said, smiling, holding his hand and swinging it happily between them. "Let's make sure we get our beach walks in before and after, though. I'm so tempted to pig out every time I'm near seafood," she giggled a little. "Maybe this wasn't the best time to get a place here, when I haven't even gotten a dress fitted."

Chase flashed a wink. "Don't you worry, darling, I know a perfectly good way to work off calories."

This prompted a laugh. "How adorable are we, even sharing the same fitness plan." They arrived at the restaurant and got a table near the beach. It seemed pretty laid back and not too busy. The waiter chatted with them for a while, not pushing specials or anything besides giving a drink menu. Ashlee ordered a Bahama Mama drink and put her hair up to keep the breeze from blowing it around so much. "You're not like, too overwhelmed, right? Getting a condo on top of a new house and a new business and a wedding is a lot. We probably seem kinda crazy to everyone."

"Buying the condo isn't such a big deal. I just hope that keeping it rented won't be. As for the house, eh, we have time for that. They have only broken ground on the dealership this month, so we have time. The wedding, though, gotta tell ya, this is new ground for me. I am not sure even how to begin other than finding a venue." The rum Chase ordered arrived, as well as the chips and spinach dip. He dabbed at it, getting a healthy glob before popping the chip into his mouth. "I guess most girls have had their whole lives to dream about what they want. How do you feel about it right now?"

"I'm excited! Like, yeah, it's gonna be a lot, but my Mom and I have already been texting a bunch, and she's so game for helping us get it done this summer. I guess I'm just trying to, like, temper my expectations compared to all the dreams I've had for forever. Like, I've spent years thinking about dresses and floral arrangements and songs, and like indoor versus outdoor, and if I want the ceremony in a totally different venue than the reception, but..." She paused to sip her drink. "Like, I can get carried away with that. Fair warning. But it's easier knowing that no matter what else changes about it, I'm still getting married to you at the end of it. That's the only really important part. That and finding the right dress."

"You have thought about it for that long? I have to admit, there's no way I would have ever suspected that. I guess dreams can come true for anyone. I can't wait to see you in your dress coming down the aisle to me. Please keep it a secret from me. I want to be shocked," Chase confided.

"Mmmhm, I used to watch wedding shows and stuff all the time when no one was home," she said. However, this wasn't true, but she believed it. "I was like, really used to keeping it all pressed down. I guess that's why it all worked so fast; my inner girl was like spring-loaded, I just totally popped out once x-change pulled the pin." She looked at her man sweetly and squeezed his hand. "And don't you worry. I might be different from other girls in lots of ways, but I'm so traditional when it comes to weddings. You won't even have a hint until it's time for you to see me."

Chase squeezed her hand back. "Oh, you aren't just different, baby. You are better than most girls, like leaps and bounds better. You are the jackpot of all women. How you got on with a guy like me is always going to be a mystery to me."

This made her blush a little. "Not a mystery at all, baby. Do you even hear yourself talk? Like, how could a girl not fall for you after saying what you just said to me?"

He chuckled and looked at her intently. "If that's what it takes to make you fall in love with me, I am going to be sure to make you fall in love with me every day."

"Omigosh, seriously, it's just sweet thing after sweet thing; you are honestly too much sometimes. Like-" She got up from her chair quickly and came around and kissed him. Then she went back to her seat and took a big sip of her drink. "There. That's like my best input on the subject."

"It's all true, baby. This trip has been so amazing and inspiring. There's like this energy here that just makes me feel vibrant. I am really starting to warm up to the idea of moving here sooner rather than later." Chase sat back in his chair, feeling proud and confident.

"Like, can you imagine raising kids here? Or, moreover, like being a kid here? Playing on the beach, Disney just a couple hours away, warm weather year-round, having a Dad that owns boats to explore the water and go fishing." She glanced out towards the water. "But like, we can take our time too, y'know? I like Louisiana! I don't wanna seem like a wet blanket about it. Especially being near New Orleans, with all the crawfish boils and seafood and stuff... it'll be fun too. I'm excited for every chapter with you."

Chase leaned forward. "Good. I am glad you feel invested in that. It has been a goal of mine for so long; I really want to see it through, even if it is only for a year. You know, just to prove it to myself and get the badge. I think it will look good on a resume no matter what I do afterwards."

"You're gonna be the best at it. And I'm looking forward to working too. Meeting new clients, setting things up our way, having a naughty relationship with my new boss," she winked and giggled.

"Oh yeah, I heard he's a real devil. Likes to exert his power over pretty girls like you sexually." Chase answered a bit too loudly, then looked around consciously to see if someone might have heard.

Ashlee laughed at his joke. The waiter arrived and brought their order of a big platter of crab legs and sides. She ordered another drink and reclined a little in her chair, looking out at the water again. "So should we set up a trip down to Louisiana soon?"

"Well, I have talked to Mr Williams about it. He's giving us two weeks off before the grand opening to get moved and set up. Obviously, we need to find a house before that, and he's aware of that. I think the thing for us to do is to do some virtual shopping until we find a couple of homes we think we like, then take a four-day weekend to travel there and look at the homes in person. In the meantime, we can sort of figure out how much we might need to purchase and get a signature loan set up for a rapid buy."

Ashlee nodded along, keeping up the conversation, but also knowing that her future husband would take care of the more complicated things anyway. "Well, I can definitely handle the virtual shopping part," I smiled, sipping my drink and looking at Chase adoringly. "Sorry, we don't have to keep talking about plans and stuff; we're on vacation, we can relax and not stress."

"No, no, this is great. Better to talk about these things at our leisure now rather than put it off to the last minute and stress about it. I love planning our future with you. But I am going to tear into these legs before they get cold."

"Good call," she agreed and began to dig in with him. They ate for a while, then paid the check after a last round of drinks. The sun was starting to set as they walked back along the beach, casting pink and orange shades across the water.

It was a beautiful evening that made for a perfect end to a wonderful, but hectic day. As they reached their room, they suddenly got an unexpected call from the agent. With a little back-and-forth negotiation on some of the finer details about closing costs and inspection, they agreed to terms with the seller. In celebration, they made love, then cuddled together on the bed, falling asleep with the TV on.