03 The Hotel - Sex Stories

03 The Hotel

It had been a long drive. The weather was not horrible, but it had been slow. The recent snowstorm had complicated things a little bit more than I was expecting. The roads were thick with people attempting to go out in the snow. It never ceases to amaze me how people drive when the weather goes just a hair shy of normal. Whether snow, rain, or even a little bit of wind, people never cease to prove how bad they can drive. Snow being the culprit this day, I did not mind a little slow driving. It was still tiring to deal with all of it though. Of course, without it, I would not have made the trip in the first place. Or set up the arrangements for this lesson.

I am not an expert snowboarder, but I tend to hold my own in some crazy situations. I have not found a slope yet that I could not handle. Though, I did find a frozen waterfall in Canada that I would not go near. Watching people attempt to navigate from the ski-lift was very entertaining. I am not completely convinced I could not do it; it was just not something I am quite ready to try. That and the sign at the top saying that taking this trail is putting your life in your hands, is a bit of a deterrent. Though, difficult slopes do not deter me. Sure, you must take some things a little slower than others, but that is part of the learning process. Snowboarding for 8 years has taught me a few things, and some of those things I like to pass on to others from time to time. Which is why I made this trip in the first ...

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Snowboarding on your own can be a lot of fun. However, nothing can quite compare to snowboarding with someone. There is a certain amount of camaraderie on the slopes that just cannot be explained. Not to mention the fact that when you get into a "hairy" situation, you want someone to have your back. At the very least, it is nice to have someone to laugh with about the stupid stuff you just did. Unfortunately, it is quite rare that I can just find someone walking off the street that can keep up with me. I am not trying to say that I am good, but most folks that I ride with cannot keep up. So, I relegate myself to the role of teacher with the occasional solo jaunt at breakneck speed so that I still feel like I am doing something for myself.

Teaching someone how to snowboard is not an easy thing. Nor am I the best of teachers. But if someone is willing to listen to the things I have to say, and follow in the moves I make, they might pick up a thing or two. Knowing that, I quite often volunteer to instruct people I know.

That is how I wound up making this trip up into the mountains. Traffic had not been too bad, but it had been frustrating enough that I was glad to be out of the car and at my destination. I took a minute to stretch my legs and reach for the sky. My back popped once, eliciting a sigh of relief. I gazed up at the sky, watching the clouds drift by. The air was cold and crisp, and it was perfect weather to snowboard in. It had been cold in these parts for a ...