My name is George. My wife and I are both 58 and I'm semi-retired. We have a caravan holiday home and get on well with the family in the next caravan to ours. Ken and Dawn are in their mid to late thirties. Ken looks fairly fit but Dawn is well overweight. They have a son who is about 10 and occasionally another couple with 2 kids, one about the same age as their son, come and visit. The mother looks a few years younger than Dawn, and may well be her sister.
Her name is Jodie and she has also visited on other occasions but without her husband. Whereas Dawn is not much to look at, Jodie is pleasing to the eye. She has a great figure to say she has had 2 kids, she's about 5'2" with shoulder length brown curly hair and great tits which look about size 38. I've seen both Dawn and Jodie in tops where they are obviously braless but, unlike Dawn, Jodie's tits only drop fractionally when they are not supported and are a complete delight to look at with or without a bra.
As we all have to vacate the site by the start of November for just over 4 months, October is a time for clearing up and moving some things back home for the winter. One warm midweek day in October Ken and Dawn had arrived in their car followed by Jodie in hers. They lived about an hour and a half away and they had decided to come without the kids so that they could take some stuff back home. As it was a warm day, Ken was in a sports vest and shorts, Dawn was in a black vest and grey leggings looking as large as ever, and Jodie in a white v-necked t-shirt and short blue skirt. All had what appeared to be soft canvas type slip-on shoes and the girls were obviously braless.
I say obviously as Dawn's tits were nearer her waist than her chin and Jodie's tits were showing evidence of slightly cooler air conditioning in her car, nipples clearly erect under her thin t-shirt. In fact so arousing was her appearance that I got out my telephoto and took a few snaps of her as my wife passed the time of day with the three of them on the grass between our caravans.
They started to load stuff into Ken's car and soon had it packed to the brim, putting some bedding into Jodie's newer car. Apparently they had arranged for the gas to be cut off that day and then Ken had to bleed the pipes before they could lock up and go. They had a coffee and sat in their caravan chatting.
I started tending to my plot of a flower bed and Ken came out to talk to me. I told him he ought to lift some of his plants as they would die over winter. He said he wasn't bothered so I asked if I could have some of them, to which he agreed. Dawn came out and suggested to Ken that she take their first load home and return for the second load, leaving Jodie here as both girls had a mobile phone and that way they could keep in touch, and also Jodie had said she didn't mind helping Ken with the cleaning. Ken agreed to this and off Dawn went.
Jodie appeared to be busying herself inside and Ken later went back in. Ken's flower plot was mainly around the end of his caravan where the main bedroom is so I got my tools and placed them near where I was going to take the plants he said I could have. From the open window of Ken's bedroom I could hear the noise of a vacuum cleaner and then it stopped. I could hear voices and what sounded like equipment being put into cupboards, followed by further conversation.
Then I heard Ken's voice clearly "This isn't a bad size although it's a lot smaller than a normal main bedroom."
Then I heard Jodie say "It's big enough for what you need it for though."
Ken replied "Yeah, I suppose so but when you are here for a while you get a bit short of wardrobe space, but it's certainly comfortable, and we don't hear much noise apart from seagulls tap-dancing on the roof."
Jodie laughed.
"In fact I'd say this bed was more comfortable than the one we've got at home, it's a shame it hasn't been christened," Ken went on.
"Christened?" Jodie questioned.
"Yeah, you know, christened," Ken continued.
"Eh, I don't know what you mean," said Jodie.
"Well, you know whenever you get a new bed, how do you christen it?" "You know, you normally want to see what it's like when you do it," Ken explained.
"Ohh," Jodie exclaimed loudly. "Ken," she shrieked. And then she laughed, "Never?"
"Never" replied Ken, "not ever."
"I don't believe you," said Jodie.
"It's true," Ken went on, "in fact it's been a never since last Christmas."
"Oh Ken, I don't believe you," Jodie challenged.
