Chapter 8 -- Haulover Beach Skating Adventure
Introduction: This is the continued story of Gina who has reverted to her younger days of being quite uninhibited exhibitionism. If you haven't read the earlier installments, you might want to catch up before you proceed. Parts of the stories are based on actual events and memories, like in the days of the Candy Store on A1A, enjoy. Feel free to comment!
It was early on a Tuesday morning and Gina had been up for a while now, but had not bothered to get dressed wearing only a short white lace robe she had been wearing all morning. She was on her third cup of coffee when there was a knock at the front door. Peeking through the window, she saw it was Brian from next doors. She didn't hesitate to open the door to see what he needed.
"Hay Brian, what's up," as she opens the storm door all the way to talk to him.
He just stare for a moment, taking in her body clad only in her sheer robe. "Oh I was wondering if you could help me this morning, all the guys are gone and well, I need to drop my car off and then get to class," he stammers out, her left boob almost completely exposed and distracting him.
"But I see you're not dressed, I'll just reschedule with the dealership."
"Oh its fine, I don't mind, I got nothing planned for today, let me grab my purse," she tells him.
He stares at her wide eyed as she walks to the table, the sheer lace robe barely long enough to cover her bare ass cheeks wiggling as she walks toward the table to grab her things.
"Ms. Gina are, um are you sure, I mean," he tries to tell her.
"Stop being silly, you have seen me in a lot less now haven't you?" she giggles. "I will follow you, but which dealership we going too?"
"Ummm, Striker Chevy off Line Drive." He watches her pull the front door closed heading to her car a bit excited knowing what is not under the robe.
He hurries across the yard to get in his car to head out.
Before pulling out the driveway, while Brian hurries across the yard, she drops the top on her convertible. She catches up with Brian before he gets out of the neighborhood and then follows him to the interstate.
It's a quick ride to the dealership, the wind blowing her robe open a bit more making her grin to herself watching the truckers she passes to see if they notice her. Only one guy does a double take, giving his horn a toot as she keeps up with Brian getting off at the next exit.
Brian pulls into the drive through service bay and hands the guy his keys as they chat for a short time as the service attendant taps away on his tablet. Brian garbs his backpack and a hoover board out the car and hops in the passenger seat.
Brian looking over at Gina as she heads back onto the highway, a bit of her left nipple exposed, as well as her bare "Y" formed by her legs together and flat abdomen, the robe forced open by her thighs, and her sitting in the car seat.
"Ms. Gina, I hope I find a girlfriend like you one day, you are so fucking, I mean friggin awesome," he tells her.
She just laughs at him, "I am just blessed, with this body and an awesome husband who trusts me. Maybe one day you will find the same thing. But if you want a girl like me, you can never be jealous of what she does or it will never work!"
"Yes ma'am," he says still ogling her hard body.
It is no time and she is pulling up in front of the college, busy with college students crossing the streets, up and down the crowded sidewalks. She pulls into a "no parking zone" to drop him off as people do double takes looking down into the open car at the barely clothed cougar.
"Thanks for the ride Ms. Gina!" She leans over to give him a hug as he opens the door, causing her loosely tied robe to open up even more allowing her right boob to completely spill out.
She leaves herself exposed as he shuts the door and grabs his backpack and board from the back seat. She winks at him as she pulls the tie loose allowing it to drop to her sides leaving the center wide open, "Hay Brian, let me know if you want to do that again, it was wild!" she yells so everyone around could hear, several turning to see who said it.
It takes her a minute or so to get back out into the busy traffic, knowing people are looking at her only excites her.
On the way back home, she uses her finger to play with herself looking for voyeurs to show off a bit more on the way home. Having little luck, she swings down along the beachfront drive on A1A, instead of the interstate all the way home.
She sees several people, two women in particular wearing modest bikini tops and shorts, on skates making their way along the sidewalk next to the beach access, she also notices the old guy behind them snapping a picture or videoing them. She slows and swings back around the block and pulls into a parking spot along the beachfront, pulling the sides of the robe together a bit and an over hand knot in the tie, not caring those passing in front of the car can see down into her convertible.
She sends a text message to Brian, "Are you any good on the hoover board?" she gives the girls a little wave as they pass in front of her car, not knowing if they noticed her lack of anything under her robe or her exposure.
He replies to her, "Yes ma'am, you want to learn?"
"No, but I need you to repay the favor form today, can you help with some thing I want to try, what morning are you free?" she returns to him.
"I don't have any classes on Thursday, what do you need?"
Gina's excitement builds as she replies, "Just be ready around 9:00 to head to the beach for a little while, and bring your hover board, you're going to need it for what we are going to do."
Gina backs out the parking spot, feeling daring from the excitement spinning in her head, she pulls the tie loose again on her robe as she slowly drives the beachfront highway hoping to be seen, and heads home to get thing ready for Thursday.
Two days later, she has everything ready in a big cloth bag by the door when there is a knock at the front door that was left open in anticipation of Brian coming over.
She comes out from the kitchen carrying a smaller cooler bag, wearing just her small white Wicked Weasel Bikini; same top she wore to the luau party the guys hosted next doors. The top is so small it doesn't quite cover her nipples, the bottoms not doing any better with the strings around her waist then coming up from between her butt cheeks and a pair of flip flops.
Giggling she asks, "Are you ready for a little fun today?"
He just nods his head 'yes' seeing her in the bikini she is barely wearing. "Yes hummmm ma'am, whatever you say!" he has his board in his hand.
"Ok stop with the ma'am and Ms. Gina's!" she tells him. Then she grabs her tote bag handing it to Brian, her keys and small purse in her hand. "Lets go!"
He opens the storm door for her as she closes the front door and heads to the car; he watches her bare firm ass wiggle to the car seeing the string coming up from her ass cheeks leaving her all but naked from the back.
She plops down in the car and drops the top on the convertible, she loves enjoying the Florida sun and of course her admirers watching her as well. Brian puts her bag in the back seat and closes his door, still no idea what is going on today other than they are headed to the beach.
Gina turns around reaching into her tote bag pulling out a GoPro on a stick, "Do you know how to use this?" she hands it to Brian.
"Oh yes ma'am, I mean, Yes I do! And hum, you're out your top." His mind now wonders even more. She giggles doing a halfhearted fix to her top, then backs out the driveway and heads towards the interstate heading south. About thirty minutes of chitchat later and him looking at her hard nipple exposed he finally asks, "Where are we going?"
She laughs, passing trucks, waving at drives who notice her, "Ok here is the deal, it's quite easy, I have skates in my bag, you may have noticed, I am going to skate for a bit along the Haulover Beach walkway and I want you to video me. Think you can do that?"
"Oh yeah, that sounds easy enough." He says shrugging his shoulders looking at her chest.
After a bit more chatting and finding out Brian has access to editing software she gets over to the far-right lane as they approach Exit 16 on Interstate 95.
She asks him if he would mind editing the video from today's adventure when they are done. Of course, he is eager to help her out, hoping to get a few more nipple slips and her bare ass on video. She turns onto Ivies Dairy Road headed toward the coast. Then turning onto Biscayne Blvd, then to Lehman Causeway to A1A where they head south. It is another two miles to the parking lot she had selected, Gina pulls in at the south end of Haulover Beach.
After she parks under a tree to keep her car cool, Gina opens her door and pops her trunk open, walks to the back of the car covering her nipple a bit better and gets her palm and knee protectors from the trunk and slips them on.
Brian is getting out the car, "I am guessing we are here?" the GoPro on a stick in his hand, he reaches in and grabs his hoover board out the back seat.
"Can you grab my skates for me?" she asks him. As she starts to walk towards the big blue and yellow restroom building about forty feet away. She turns and clicks the lock button on her key fob.
Brian just watches her bare ass wiggling ahead of him. When he catches up with her, she is sitting on a concreate bench and has slipped off her flip-flops brushing sand from her feet slipping on a pair of socks. "Here hang on to my keys." Taking them, he slips them into his pocket.
He hands her the skates watching her big boobs jiggling, most of her left nipple has already slipped out again. He just watches enjoying the view, as she slips on the skates and ties them. He has already turned on the GoPro videoing her getting ready wanting to make sure he gets her exposure on video.
