Next stop Florida!
I took my time getting down to Panama beach. Wherever I saw a historical marker or something interesting I'd stop and check it out. Almost a week had passed since I'd talked my first married woman into cheating on her husband. I realized it was a dangerous game, and sooner or later someone was going to yell for the cops if I wasn't careful.
I almost gave up the whole plan but after a week I was feeling pretty horny, and I still had more money than I knew what to do with. Something about the challenge of getting a woman to do me for money turned me on. Sure I could've went and found a whore but what challenge is that?
Not to mention they probably had STD's. What I wanted was a nice clean normal woman who wouldn't dream of fucking a strange guy. That's where the cash came into play. I was starting to think humans would do anything if you flashed enough cash at them. My little project was just beginning and until something went wrong I was going to push it to the limit!
I realized that I still had to be careful about how I approached them. Booze seemed to help just like it always did, most people got a lot looser when they'd had a few drinks. I stopped at a local bank for more cash, and found a drive through liquor store. I asked the girl for some kind of booze the chicks like.
She pushed two cases of Corona's out the window and four big bottles of some kind of rum punch. She told me it tasted great, and really kicked ass! That sounded perfect and the last stop was a grocery store to restock my food. I picked up a cooler, some limes, and a couple of folding beach chairs in case I needed them.
It was still early the next morning when I left the Wal-Mart parking lot and headed for the beaches. I kept driving around until I found a pure white beach down a ways from where I could park my RV. It was amazing how clear the ocean looked and I couldn't wait to see it up close.
I packed up the rolling cooler with beer, some cut up limes in a baggy, and one of the big bottles of that rum punch stuff. I found a few plastic cups and stuffed them in there too. I drug the cooler through the white sands in my flip-flops, suit, and tank top. It was a damn good thing I had sun glasses because the sun reflecting off that white sand was a bitch!
Somebody, I guess the state or whatever had put up these little cabana things. They had a table; a few chairs and a thatched roof like you were in Hawaii or something. It was a perfect view of the ocean so I set up my camp there. I got a beer and walked down to watch the clear emerald waves roll in and crash.
Damn it was beautiful! There wasn't anything like that in Minnesota that's for sure. I didn't see many people and that seemed odd but I figured it was still early, although it was pretty warm and getting hotter by the minute. So after a half hour of walking the beach I went back to the cabana sat there with an ice cold beer and watched the ocean.
I was on the lookout for a hot babe to take some cash off my hands. The first couple of hours all I saw were a few families' walking the shore, or jumping in the ocean for a quick swim. Not much was going on but around noon more folks started arriving and I noticed several hot looking women.
The problem with that was all of them had a guy hanging around with them. I kicked back and waited, I mean after all it was fantastic and peaceful sitting there listening to the waves. The view was so fantastic I could've sat there forever. In fact I was considering buying a house and moving there when I got tired of traveling and playing my little money game.
I guess it was about 1:00 PM when I noticed a girl coming down the beach slowly. She was carrying a tote bag and had on an orange bikini. She had long brunette hair and from what I could see a fantastic figure! She was too far away to really tell but I definitely was interested.
I grabbed a fresh beer and headed down to the water planning to say hello when she came by. It took several minutes because she would stop frequently and pick up a shell, or stare out at the ocean. When she was about thirty yards away I stood there checking her out as she picked up a shell and threw it out in the waves.
The girl had an amazing body! Nice full breasts and I could see the glint of a belly button piercing on her flat tan tummy. When she bent over facing away from me to pick up something, I got a view of her perfect little ass, with just a small strip of orange running up her crack. Damn she was hot, and dark tanned that almost matched her hair.
I stood there gazing at the water as she finally strolled up even with me. It looked like she was deep in thought, looking at the sand for shells as she started to pass by me.
"Hi" I said, and she looked up and smiled.
"Hello."
"Maybe you can tell me where all the people are?" I asked, "I thought this place would be packed."
She stopped and came closer, "Oh yeah... that happens during spring break, but now that is over it will be a couple of weeks before all the vacationers show up."
"I should have made it for the break, but I had a paper I had to get done." I told her.
She grinned at me, "You missed a great party! I graduated from FSU and came down here for every one of them!"
"Oh cool!" I told her, "I'm working on my master's but took the summer off. I'm Matt what's your name?"
She came up to me and I was glad I had on my mirror glasses because I couldn't help checking out her nice big boobs inside that orange top, and her flat tummy and shapely narrow hips looked perfect!
"Jasmine," She told me and held out her hand, "People call me Jazz."
"Great name!" I told her and shook her hand.
I noticed she had a wedding ring on and things started to click in my head. Jazz looked a couple of years older than me, maybe twenty five or twenty six. I wondered if I could make her an offer and I decided to try my luck.
I finished by beer and shook the empty, "I should have brought more, and it's getting hot out here."
"Wait until later, this is nothing." She laughed.
"You want a beer?" I asked, "I've got a cooler up there." I pointed at the cabana, "Unless you're busy."
She looked at me for a few seconds, "Yeah, I guess so...I don't have any big plans." She laughed and dug her flip-flops out of her bag and put them on. That gave me a great few of her cleavage when she bent over and that's when I realized I had to make her an offer she couldn't refuse.
We walked through the hot white sand to the cabana and she put her bag on a chair and sat down. I got two beers out, opened them and stuffed lime wedges in them.
"Here," I said and gave it to her.
"Thanks!" Jazz replied and took a pretty good sized drink.
I sat down next to her so I could watch the beach and ocean with her. I studied her long tan legs and when she'd bend forward her back looked perfect too! I wanted to grab her bikini top string and untie the back but controlled myself.
The girl seemed to be troubled by something, and her beer disappeared fairly fast for a gal. I didn't even ask and got two more for us.
"Here, have another."
She smiled at me, "Thanks!" and got busy drinking it down.
"How long have you been married?" I asked pointing at the ring on her finger.
Jazz looked down at it and then sort of spun it on her finger until the diamond stood up straight, "About a year, this is our first vacation together."
"Cool, so where is the lucky guy?" I asked.
A frown flashed across her face, "Out there someplace!" She pointed out at the ocean, "He just had to go on a scuba dive trip on our last day!"
"You could have gone with him." I offered.
She took a big drink of beer, "I don't want to sit on a boat all day, and I'd rather just hang out at the beach."
