Kayla left the wine shop with a bottle of merlot, and headed on her way.
She walked two blocks, and took a right turn.
Am I crazy for doing this,
she thought to herself as she waited for a traffic light to change.
When the light changed, Kayla took a deep breath and began walking.
Crazy or not, she was going to do it. And, she admitted she liked the sense of anticipation she felt.
A few hours earlier, Kayla was lying on a little beach, soaking up some sun.
It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday, and many people were out enjoying the weather.
For whatever reason, Kayla decided to stay away from the bigger beaches in town, and instead chose this small one.
She was a good looking, twenty-two year old girl, with long brunette hair. She was in pretty good shape, but also had curves in all the right places, as well as a healthy C-cup set of tits.
In the past, Kayla had gone to one of the bigger beaches in town, both with friends, and by herself.
She enjoyed the attention she'd garner when she stripped down to her bikini. She'd intentionally bought this one, because it fit her quite snugly.
Yet, even though she still wore her attention grabbing bikini, Kayla chose this smaller beach to visit on this day.
She'd been there about twenty-five minutes, and was pleased with herself that she hadn't checked her phone once.
Kayla found herself smiling as she noticed one of the other young ladies on the beach constantly texting on her phone.
Kayla then took note of the scraping sound on the payment from the parking area, and noticed a guy on rollerblades braking as he came to a stop.
Matt was a forty-seven year old, single guy. He was in relatively good shape. Certainly well enough shape that he could go for a near six mile trek on rollerblades several times a week.
Matt took a deep breath and exhaled heavily when he came to a complete stop. There were times he wondered why he did this to himself.
Still, Matt knew the reason he did it, and it wasn't to stay in shape. It was purely for the visuals that he'd be granted when the weather was as stellar as it was today.
Kayla was actually surprised to find that she was staring at this rollerblader for a moment.
She could tell he was older, from the gray hair that he wore under a ball cap.
But it wasn't just that.
Kayla was a bit intrigued by him. For starters, he wasn't dressed like guys her age.
This older guy was wearing a traditional-style tank top, and a pair of cut-off jean shorts.
Kayla actually smiled as she glanced over and noticed a guy closer to her age.
Board shorts, as they were called. Every guy her age wore them, and Kayla had to admit she thought they were the dumbest looking things in the world.
Especially when it came to wearing them to a beach.
Kayla admitted that she never got why a guy would wear something that came past his knees and then lie out in the sun. The ridiculous nature of them was only heightened when she'd see guys roll them up, to get some sun on the upper legs.
So why not just wear SHORTS?
Kayla giggled to herself.
Like this guy is!
Matt took a moment to reach into his cooler bag, and pulled out a bandana, and wiped sweat from his face.
As he removed his sunglasses he took note of the 'visuals' on the beach before him.
Very nice,
Matt thought to himself.
There was one particular young lady, wearing a bikini that appeared a size or two smaller than it probably should have been.
As Matt put his sunglasses back on, he resisted smiling as the same image came into his head.
Himself, with a huge smile, and a thumb's up, with 'Matt Approved' in text underneath.
Matt took a deep breath and leaned over to begin undoing his rollerblades.
I have no problem being a dirty, old man,
he thought to himself.
The hours are good and there's no heavy lifting involved.
Kayla mentally scolded herself. She was staring at this older guy as he was undoing his rollerblades.
Still,
Kayla thought to herself.
He does have a great ass for an older guy.
Matt had set up his towel about ten feet away from where the sexy brunette was laying.
Nothing untoward in his motives though. This was the spot Matt usually plopped himself down when he came to this beach.
Kayla flipped over onto her back, as the older guy sat himself down about ten feet behind where she was.
He didn't seem to be ogling at her. In fact, he looked like he was about to pass out from exhaustion.
Still, Kayla felt the need to flip over. That way she'd stop staring.
Matt took a deep breath as he finally sat down. He glanced out at the water of the lake, and noticed all the action out there.
Then, he took a glance at the young ladies on the beach.
God bless mirrored shades,
Matt thought to himself, as his eyes lingered for a moment on the young brunette ten feet away from him.
Kayla couldn't help it, but she glanced back at the older guy once again.
She'd heard the sound of a beverage can being opened, and wondered.
It didn't appear to be beer. Kayla noticed it was a can of Coke. Although it looked a bit weird.
All right,
Kayla thought to herself.
Stop staring. He's supposed to be the one staring at you!
Matt took a big swig of beer, and then exhaled heavily.
The beer always went down good after a rollerblade. And, over the course of many years of rollerblading, and then drinking beer on the beach, Matt had it down to a science.
Sleeves. He bought them online. Coke cans, neatly cut up so you could slide them around a beer can, and hide the fact that it was beer.
They worked like a charm too. Matt had seen other people on this beach getting busted by the police for drinking in public, and getting a hefty fine for their trouble.
All the while, since using these sleeves, Matt sat there, drinking with impunity, and enjoying the scenery.
As he lit himself a smoke, Matt lingered again on the hot, young brunette ten feet away.
That is ALL kinds of nice,
he thought to himself.
Kayla had to tell herself not to look back again, but she did.
Wow, he's even smoking.
Kayla settled back, and actually smiled. Good on the old guy. Kept fit by rollerblading, but still had his vices.
Although she was a bit surprised he didn't seem to be paying too much attention to her.
Mirrored shades had their benefits, but they also lead to increased staring, in Matt's opinion.
Dude, stop staring at her so much, you're gonna have a stroke.
About ten minutes later, Kayla was feeling herself start to bake a bit. So, it was time for another dip in the lake.
As she sat up, Kayla was a bit surprised that the older guy hadn't gone into the water yet. After rollerblading in this heat, she was sure he could use a douse.
