Making Friends...

Chapter twenty seven, First Night Away As Dads

"You know where everything is?" I asked for the millionth time as Noah and I finally stood in the doorway with our bags.

"Yes, now go, I've got her she's easy, go celebrate your anniversary" Shy assured me again

"Okay Okay, I'm just worried, I've never been away from her" I say as I kiss my daughter goodbye, Noah leans in and kisses her goodbye too, she's just a bundle in Shy's arms, on,y being three months old

"Okay, get our asses out that door before Bella and I kick you out"

"Language!" I shout as Noah drags me out the door and into the car, I sigh

"You think she'll give her a hard time?" I wondered as Noah pulled out

"She'll be fine, she'll give her as much a hard time as she gives you every night, I'm sure Shy can handle it, plus she's got Trevor there to help out"

"I guess, where are we going again?"

"Just an hour away, to a hotel, it has some stuff for us to do, your mom insisted on it so we're going to make her happy, she's even going to pop over to help Shy tomorrow"

"Okay, this should be fun, it's our weekend, we're fine, she's fine, I trust Shy, she'll do fine" Noah chuckled at me

"Stop being such a mom, if you didn't trust her you wouldn't have insisted she be her godmother"

"I know, I just feel uneasy about leaving her"

"We can go back if you want, I'm sure Ma won't mind, she'll understand and shy and Trevor can go out instead of us"

"No! We're going to celebrate our anniversary, I'll just call around nine tonight, make sure everything's alright, and around lunch tomorrow"

"Sounds like a plan"

       Noah drive the hour long drive to the hotel and we just had to give our name before getting passes and keys to our room, our room was large, there was a bathtub that sat by the window on one side of the room, the window had red curtains with gold lace pulled off to the sides. The bed was covered is dark, Victorian styled bedsheets and had a overhang with black curtains around three sides of it, there was a little tea table set in the corner and a flatscreen across from the bed, the floor was dark oak and had beautiful Victorian rugs laid out by the tub, under the tea table and chairs and at the end of the bed, there was a dark oak door that lead to a separate bathroom that had a whole new tub and shower, the counter stretched across the room and the counter top was of black marble.

      I looked around in awe, Noah and I dropped our bags onto the bed and while I was looking around Noah snaked his arms around my waist, leaning towards my ear to whisper to me.

"There's a million things I want to do to you in this room, especially that tub" he growled making a shiver go down my spine.

      Noah repressed my back against my chest and nibbled at my neck making me push my ass into his cock.

"Well do this later, first, Ma scheduled some sort of massage for us"

"What, couples massage?" I questioned with a laugh

"I know, but she payed good money for it"

"Okay"

"We've gotta change into these" he said pointing to the black robes that hung on the bathroom door.

      We stripped and changed into them, thankfully they were knee length, Noah lead us downstairs and we were lead into a room and instructed to take off the robes and lay face first on the massage tables that sat head to head, where a towel was layer over us, we were instructed to hold onto each other's hands and I silently laughed at it. Throughout the massage they talked about some weird spirituality stuff and couple stuff but I didn't listen to any of it, too focused on how good to massage felt.