Lance and Rebecca rounded the corner of their neighborhood as they strolled along sipping their coffee. It was a tight knit community. One way in and one way out. Everybody seemed to know everyone else and they were always running into friends either walking around the neighborhood or in the adjacent hiking trails.
Today was no exception as James and Gina came into view walking the opposite direction. "Well hello, you two!" Gina said as she waved with both hands and a big smile on her face.
"Hi guys!" Rebecca said cheerfully. "Out for a walk too?"
"She dragged me out," James scoffed. "I'd rather be home watching the game."
"Where are the kids?" Gina asked, looking around.
"They're at camp," said Rebecca. "They go to camp five days a week in the summer."
"Oh my goodness, I completely forgot what day it is. Here I am thinking it's a weekend. Time becomes a blur when you don't work."
Gina gave up her teaching job when they had kids, but now that they were older, she often thought about getting back into it.
"Hey we heard you went to Heaven's Shore the other day, right?" James asked. "What'd you guys think?"
"It was fun--" Rebecca said just as Lance also answered. "It was interesting--" They stopped and looked at each other. Rebecca rolled her eyes. "We had a blast. Thank you so much for referring us."
"Our pleasure! You know you're officially on our guest list so you can go back anytime you like. Maybe we all go together one day. That'd be weird, huh?" Gina laughed.
Lance pictured her stunning naked body from the other morning immediately.
"So weird. But, hey, I wouldn't be against it or anything," said Rebecca. Lance raised his eyebrows. Rebecca was really getting into this whole thing.
"OK, well we have to get our steps in." Gina tapped on her FitBit.
"We'll see you guys later!" called out Rebecca. As they walked away she turned around abruptly. "Oh wait, one more thing. Big Jim?" Rebecca laughed as she recalled the secret nickname.
James blushed and looked down. "Yeah, they uhh, they sorta nickname people there. I guess that's mine."
Rebecca wasn't convinced with his answer, but shrugged. "Well, ok then. See ya later... Big Jim!"
The couples went their separate ways. Rebecca took hold of Lance's hand and rested her head on his shoulder. "Why do you suppose they call him that? I mean he's tall, I guess, but he's not like some giant or something," Rebecca pondered aloud.
Lance knew exactly why they did. But he didn't want to draw any more curiosity from his wife. "Maybe it's his personality. Who knows."
Rebecca lifted her head off Lance as the two approached their house after making a wide loop. "Hey would you want to go back there soon? Maybe a little earlier this time so we can enjoy it a bit more?"
Lance sighed. "I don't know. I mean, it was fun. But don't you think it was a little awkward?"
"Not for me. It's nice to not have tan lines if I'm being honest. And I have to admit. The parking lot session was fun," she smiled with her pretty blue eyes.
"You were really worked up, huh? Was it Ray's big dick that got you?"
"Lance! You know it most certainly was not!" Rebecca argued. Lance opened the front door as they both walked in towards the kitchen. Lance paused at the kitchen island, supporting himself up with his hands.
"Seriously though. How big do you think that thing was?"
Rebecca shrugged as she opened the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of iced tea. "I don't really remember. I didn't get a good look." She took a sip of iced tea.
"Oh, come on. How could you not? It was in plain sight. The dude was packing serious heat and he was flaunting."
"He was NOT flaunting. Can't someone have a nice conversation with us and not be showing off their penis?" Rebecca was growing frustrated with Lance's apparent distaste for a man who was seemingly just being friendly.
"So you
do
think it was big! See, I knew you looked."
"Not intentionally! It's hard not to miss, that's all." Rebecca shrugged and took another sip.
"You could say that again. I felt like a twerp sitting next to him with my dick all tucked away."
Rebecca walked over to Lance. She was growing annoyed with him feeling sorry for himself all the time. "Babe. I love you. Stop being sad about everything and try to relax, ok?"
Lance paused for a bit before looking at Rebecca. "Did you cum?"
"What?"
"In the parking lot. It felt like you were cumming. Did you have an orgasm?"
Rebecca thought about it. "I may have. Why?"
"Because I don't think I've given you an orgasm in ten years. I'm not even kidding." Lance was trying to convince himself it was he who delivered the quivering orgasm for Rebecca that day, but was depressingly becoming certain it was the man with the big penis from moments before.
"Oh don't be silly, Lance. I cum lots of times when we're having sex. You're just too busy with your own orgasm to realize."
"That wasn't fair," Lance said.
Rebecca nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. But yes, you satisfy me honey. You always have. Can we move past this please?"
"Nothing would make me happier." Lance poured himself a glass of iced tea as well and took a seat on the couch.
"How's your schedule tomorrow? Should we go to that beach? We can bring our laptops and work from there too ya know?"
This was a losing battle for Lance. He would have to go back to that beach because it would make Rebecca happy. He quickly surrendered. "Sure, hun."
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"I can't believe we're doing this again!" Rebecca excitedly said as she clutched Lance's arm as they walked Jones' Beach.
"Oh yeah, gonna be great," he said sarcastically.
"Can you stop? You know how much fun I think this is. Can you be happy to spend it with me please?" Lance quickly decided she was right and would make an effort to be more pleasant about the experience.
But just as he made that commitment to himself, they saw a familiar face that made it more difficult. Ray waved when he saw them approaching. He was again wearing his red bathing suit and hat.
"You're back!" he said happily as he jotted their names down on his clipboard. "It's great to see you both again. Are there some of those famous gin and tonics in that cooler?" he asked pointing to the cooler Lance was carrying. He nodded.
"We couldn't resist," said Rebecca. "This time we're early. We want to enjoy it!"
"It's a beautiful day for it. Not that many people back there either."
"Oh yay!" Rebecca said as she raised her arms as if winning a race. "Will we see you later?" Lance glared at her after she asked the question.
Ray nodded as he handed them their wristbands. "I should be. I'll look for you guys. Have fun!"
As they reached the first patch of sand after the path, Rebecca was the first to put her bag down and take her bikini off. Lance watched her undress. She did it so casually and quickly, like this was nothing. It was harder for Lance to disrobe than the first visit. After all, this was only the second time in his life.
"Well?" she asked, hands on her hips, staring down at Lance's bathing suit. "Don't make me pull them down myself. You know I will!"
Lance smiled and shook his head. "You're crazy," he said as he dropped his pants.
"He looks better than the other day!" she said reassuringly. He frowned. "If by 'better,' you mean not hiding like a freaking baby turtle, then yes I agree." The both looked down at his penis, jutting out a few inches, rested on top of his sack.
"Ready?" he said as he gestured for Rebecca to lead the way.
They walked past several other beach goers, but Ray was right. It was only sparsely crowded. Unsure of proper etiquette yet, the two of them kept their eyes straight as they combed the sand looking for a good spot. Rebecca's body was stunning. Even though Lance had stared at this body for many, many years, he never passed up an opportunity to admire her perfect curves and eye-popping breasts. She was beyond gorgeous and he was lucky.
"Here?" she asked to which Lance nodded. They set up their things and settled in for the day.
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It was only 2PM, but Rebecca was mixing up her second cocktail. Lance raised his eyebrow at her. "Yeah?"
She nodded as she took a sip. "My parents are taking the kids tonight. Let's have fun!"
Lance shrugged. Why not. He went ahead and made himself another drink as well.
"How's your penis doing over there?" Rebecca asked. Her legs were crossed and she tapped her foot mindlessly in the air. She was wearing big, wide sunglasses and a summer hat. Her shapely breasts hung magnificently off her body.
Lance sat up and inspected his cock. "He's good. Just chillin in the breeze."
Rebecca looked around. "There's no one around, you know. Do you want a handjob?"
Lance too looked around to see the nearest person was easily one hundred yards down the beach. He turned back to Rebecca who had a big grin on her face. "How about a blowjob?"
She smirked. "Handjob or nothing," she playfully sang.
"Beggars can't be choosers!" Lance said as he angled his chair toward Rebecca. She reached out and began to fondle his penis. "I'm not really hard right now," he admitted.
She made a face. "Oh, like that's gonna be a problem," she laughed. Lance stretched his legs out and got comfortable. "Ya know what, honey. I'm kinda liking this place." She sneered at him before turning her attention back to his penis.
"You think we should get a new front door? The O'Loughlins just replaced theirs and it looks fantastic," Rebecca said as she mindlessly stroked Lance's cock.
"Can we maybe discuss this in a little bit?" Lance asked in a strained voice. "Oops sorry!" Rebecca said. "I just really wanna get a new door."
