My cell phone rang as I was parking my car in the garage. I didn't answer it. I'll check later. I just returned from the Loyola Park beach. I was sweaty and needed a shower.
I had been at the beach for two hours. The early summer weather was beautiful. Eighty degrees with full sun. The sand was warm but the water was too cold for swimming.
I'd driven down with my folding chaise, a towel, water and sunscreen. Chicago schools were still in session so there were only a few people at the beach. Two young moms and there small fry. An older couple or two several singles and two men I'd met before. They are a gay couple, and nice.
I waived to the men and placed my chiase near them, saying hello. I placed my towel on the chaise, removed my longer tank top revealing my small, very small bikini.
My bikini is a polyester fabric with a geometric print in gray and yellow. It's snug fit left nothing to the imagination, as my cock bulge was very apparent. I'm a shorter guy five seven and a fit one hundred fourty five pounds. I guess I'm lucky to have a large thick cock. After two hours I was done for today. Suprising how two hours hightened the color of my already tan skin. I gathered my things waived to the two men and headed to my car.
Walking into our mud I removed my shirt and bikini and went to the close by bathroom and showered. Alice was in the kitchen preparing dinner. We were grilling this evening. I was nude, walking past her, kissed her went to the bedroom and dressed in shorts and another tank top.
Forgetting about my phone call I didn't check it until after dinner. Turned out to be a friend of mine and an acquaintance of Alice from Florida. After cleaning up the kitchen and washing the dishes I joined Alice to watch TV, a Netflix movie The Good Nurse. After the movie I excused myself and went into the office. I told Alice I was returning Bob's call from earlier today. Alice said I should say hello for her.
Bob and I have a long friendship. He used to live six blocks from me. He is single never finding the right mate. He promptly answered his phone. Bob mentioned he is in Chicago for a couple of weeks and staying with his sister Ann in Evanston.
Bob and I agreed to meet for coffee at an Evanston Starbucks in two days time. We met at ten in the morning at a Chicago Avenue Starbucks. The weather was perfect sunny and warm with low humidity. Both dressed in tee shirts and shorts we man hugged and got our coffee.
Bob is here for a family wedding. He's no longer working so his time is his own. A little back story about us. We met in college at the University of Illinois. We met in a second year English class. Bob was going to be a high school English teacher. Ultimately he obtained a Master's degree. I was a business major and worked in the insurance industry.
When we met we became fast close friends. We agreed that when we met both of us liked each other, we had similar interests. We came from the same Chicago neighborhood. We quickly learned we were both dating girls but admitted to being bisexual before it became popular. We were housemates during our third and fourth years. We shared a bedroom, initially we had two single beds, two desks, two dressers and a TV. We slowly developed a sexual relationship ultimately putting our two beds together. We explored our sexuality to the fullest.