Rendezvous in Chicago - Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Rendezvous in Chicago - Chapter 4

The administrative manager of Jill's employer, having been to a number of these educational conferences over the years had told her that, with the meetings running through Thursday and the closing banquet that evening, she should take the whole week. She told her husband that she would not be able to fly home until Saturday late morning, wanting to spend as much time as she could with Dave. With virtually everyone being a total stranger in this area of the country, the chances of someone knowing or thinking that Dave was not her husband were remote at best. And because they both wore wedding rings, from all outward appearances, it would seem they were married; well, they were, just not to each other. Dave had rented a tuxedo for the event, which was delivered to the suite late that morning. He tried it on and it fit perfectly. Jill had purchased a beautiful full length gown for the event. Her husband thought she had purchased the gown for his industry conference's closing banquet, held a couple of weeks prior; little did he realize the plans Jill had for this elegant dress. Her plan for this event in Chicago was her primary focus when making her selection. Now with Thursday afternoon free, Jill returned to the suite and Dave suggested that they spend some casual time exploring the city and just enjoying each other's company as well as some of the local flavor of the lake front area. “How about we start with lunch at the Billy Goat Tavern?” “The what?” “It's a local eatery ...

... made famous in years gone by John Belushi and Dan Aykroyd on the old Saturday Night Live. You remember, someone would order 'a burger, fries and a Coke?' And the response was always, 'You have cheeez-buger, cheeeeps and a Pepsi.' The place was actually made famous in the early 20th century for the curse the owner placed on the Chicago Cubs who have not won a World Series since.” “But why the goat?” “The owner used to bring the goat with him to the games,” chuckling his remark. “Are you serious?” “Yeah. I guess it was a little different in those days.” “Yeah I guess. So, that sounds like fun. We can maybe get a little better feel for the locals in a place like that.” “It will be fun. But don't order the goat! They are very protective of the goat.” “Oh, I can imagine,” she laughed. So off the lovers ventured strolling hand in hand up Michigan Avenue, across the Chicago River and down the steps on the north side to find it still there; the Billy Goat Tavern. The place was a buzz of activity with it being just after noon. They wedged their way through the crowd and found a table not too far from the counter. Ever the prankster, Jill ordered, “Just a hamburger, fries and a Coke, please.” The waiter responded, “No, you have cheeez-buger, cheeeeps and Pepsi, okay?” Laughing, Jill agreed, “Cheeez-buger, cheeeeps and Pepsi it will be then.” Damn, he loved her playfulness and that beautiful smile! They were so relaxed with each other and so in sync with their moods, emotions and sense of ...