Chapter 13
"Sex in the Store and on the Beach"
Target was our choice of place to shop for linens and bed and bath stuff because they have good things and are usually less expensive than Bed, Bath and Beyond. We had no idea for sure how long we would be in the house so we wanted to be frugal. I had negotiated that the landlord would pay for window coverings and had obtained the owners' preferences.
I took us about 3 hours in the store. Having fondled and been fondled and made out in the car with Debra on the way from the house, I had grown horny and Debra seems to always be horny. I wondered if that was the case for all new lovers no matter their age. Gladys also seemed always on the edge sexually with us.
At Target, I'd take every opportunity to grope a breast or ass cheek. The women seemed to enjoy the attention. At one point I moved up beside Gladys and she reached for my cock and absent mindedly stroked it making sure nobody was watching as she contemplated bath mats. I never knew there was so much to consider regarding bath mats.
I didn't mind because I toyed with her pussy, something I could do because their skirts only came down a few inches below their pussies. Without it showing that I was lifting her skirt I slipped a finger in her pussy which got an approving, "Aww, yes."
Debra found the store fascinating and loved the adventure of finding the right items among the items. She was surprised to discover sheets in 10 differing kinds with thread counts of varying numbers. Gladys explained that often the thread count indicated the comfort of the sheets. The more the smoother and thus more comfortable. But the kind of material mattered also: cotton versus flannel versus satin.
"You could tell a difference between the satin sheets from last night and the feel of the ones we put on this morning?"
"Yes! The satin is far more slippery and cool."
"Right, but far more expensive. They are for special occasions. I never use them day in and day out. It's worth the money to go for the higher count sheets because they will always feel softer and nicer for sleeping and ... ." She knew she didn't have to finish the sentence.
Debra did with a grin and holding her hands in a prayerful position and feigned embarrassment, "and sex" as she giggled.
"Yes, that too. Thank God."
"Amen!"
I was looking for something else but walked up just as Debra said, 'Amen!' "What're all the amens about?"
"We were just talking about sheets and sex", whispered Debra with a giggle.
The whispering did no good as an elderly woman apparently heard her and said under her breath, "Well, I never!"
We all giggled.
Gladys said, "I am getting horny looking at bedsheets. Who would've thought?"
"I would, but I do not think it is sheets that make me horny as the thought of putting the sheets on the bed and then ... ." Debra stopped figuring the conclusion needed not to be expressed, but Gladys and I had the same thought and said in a whisper, "... make love."
"Exactly!" exclaimed Debra.
"We can't do anything about it here but Debra and I know this great place on the beach. So let's hurry and get to the beach."
Gladys and Debra agreed so we got the bath mat and put it in the cart and went to check out. We had everything on our list except for the vertical blinds for the slider in the master bedroom. That we'd have to buy at Home Depot or Lowe's.
I drove home which was only five minutes but Debra and Gladys made good use of it. When we got to Gladys's, we changed into our beach wear and gathered our back pack with the ground cover and made sandwiches and collected other snacks and a bottle of wine and glasses, and refilled our water bottles. We arrived at the beach about 15 minutes later, horny and excited.
It was a beautiful day. Gladys and Debra removed their coverups displaying their beautiful barely clad bodies. We helped each other with sunscreen which got us even hotter for one another than we'd been. We kissed and probably raised a few eyebrows because I sensuously kissed both women groping them a bit and they kissed each other.
We had a piece to walk to where Debra and I had made love the week before, so we took off at a good pace, crossing to the beach on the boardwalk and then heading north. I, of course, was sporting an erection.
Debra's bikini was the same tiny one she wore last week. Gladys though had a bright red bikini the bottom of which had more to it, but it swept up from her vulva sort of like doves wings over her hips and around to an almost g-string look. However, the material never quite disappeared but framed her nearly full buttock beautifully.
As we passed man and woman couples, pairings of women or men and sometimes groups, I could tell I was the envy of at least all the men and a few of the women. I knew without a doubt I was on the beach with two of the most beautiful women in the world.
We held hands, walked arm and arm, walked, danced, ran, splashed in the water that was already quite cool and for us way too cool for swinging. The temperature of the air was 85 or so and there was just a gentle breeze. That is, the weather could not have been more perfect for a day on the beach.