First off, I can’t believe this actually happened. It was always a shower dream of mine, that actually became real.
My wife Renee and her sister Michelle had planned on traveling to Amsterdam to visit Michelle’s friend that goes to grad school in the Netherlands. I was kind of hesitant about my wife and her sister traveling alone. Both are about 5’3-5’4 with a medium build in all the right places, dirty blonde hair, and green eyes and D sized chests. After a few days of negotiations, I agreed to go on the trip with them, because they knew how uncomfortable I was with them going alone. We landed on Friday night and immediately met up with Michelle’s friend that lived in Amsterdam. We walked and biked around checking out the gorgeous city and finally stopped at a restaurant for dinner and a few drinks!
After dinner and properly tipsy, we walked about to her friends flat. In hindsight, we should have thought about the logistics ahead of time! Her flat was more or less a small room with a bathroom, no place for the 3 of us to comfortably sleep, except for crashing on the floor. Luckily there was a hotel about 3 blocks away that had a vacancy. We were only planning on staying there the night, then finding a nicer hotel the next day, so we grabbed one room with 2 beds.