The Double Surprise
Next morning, Saturday, bright and early, around Noonish, we tumbled out of the RV. I was wearing only my short shorts and a tank top. Since our campsite was fairly secluded and Dollie had a long table cloth on the picnic table she walked out and sat naked, hidden behind the hanging table cloth. Our full sized Chevy van partially hid any view from the campground road. I think she'd forgotten about the zillion dollar motor home in the next site. One too many beers musta been two--- or three too many the night before.
Immediately, we were greeted by the mystery man from the tittie bars and biker clubhouse. Joe had money, that was easy to figure out. He also had connections. We found out days later that some of his biker buddies delivered the motor home to that exact site next to us, after paying the camper who was there to move to another site. Money talks and Mr. Joe had plans for Dollie that we neither knew about yet!
Very friendly and polite, he stood next to Dollie at the table. He was wearing shorts and a tank top, much like I was. Of course titties and nudity came up, as the mystery man stared at Dollie sitting there at the picnic table. That's when we found out the guy's name was Joe and he wanted to get to know us better.
Yep, like me, Joe was a tit man, and tits became the topic of the morning! Right there at the campsite, Joe was soon standing behind Dollie feeling her bare boobies, as he talked about strippers and dressing women up like sex toys!No one had told Joe he could feel them. He just assumed since they were out in the open they were fair game.
I used to lie awake nights dreaming up kinky games. Most were not meant to actually happen! I'm not even sure how it all happened this time. But I do know Dollie and I had, many times, previously talked about giving someone else permission to choose what Dollie wore wherever he wanted her to wear it. But those would be friends we already knew and trusted. We can't let a stranger choose what Dollie wears in public!
Together we've played dress up games, almost since the beginning, mostly when going shopping or local strip clubs. We took turns deciding what Dollie would wear.
Still, in my perverted mind, and our discussions, a random partner would choose a skimpy outfit and we'd go to a Strip Club or even a shopping mall. Or maybe he'd choose a tiny swimsuit and head for a secluded beach. Seemed simple and doable back then!
As Mr. Joe talked about how he has lots of young dancing girls to dress up he mentioned an older woman like Dollie would be more his style. We talked it over and Joe, a stranger, became our first SURPRISE DRESS UP PARTNER. As I wrote, ain't figured out exactly how this came about to this day. But it was one of my fantasy games and now it was gonna happen.
So, now Joe had this special power to decide what Dollie wears and where we are gonna go. I believe Joe was testin us. When we mentioned we were going to spend some time alone on the beach that day and Dollie has dozens of little bikini tops, Joe had Dollie bring several of her tiniest bikinis out and lay them on the picnic table.
Dollie had bought a lot of assorted mixed bikini tops and bottoms at Daytona at a hurricane sale for fifty cents to a dollar for each piece. Some tops were way too small.
She got up from the picnic table, nude, and walked to our RV. Those two metal steps meant she had to step up, spreading her legs, to walk inside. Joe and I got a quick peek of Dollie's spread pink pussy as she went in and came back down those steps. No one mentioned seeing anything but Joe grinned both times.
I believe Joe picked out a little "A" cupped triangle top with string straps that morning. Dollie told Joe it wasn't going to fit. Joe politely mentioned he is now in charge of the clothes for today.
Remember Dollie was now standing there next to Joe at the picnic table naked. She'd already shown us everything. I have no idea why she went inside the RV to try the tiny top and bottom on.
