A late spring sunny day. Cheryl and James' garden. She is a delightful forty something lady. Medium size, short blonde hair, green eyes, lovely legs. She is blessed also by a spiced and varied conversation. James is about ten years older. Rather strong built, grey haired, he owns with his wife an antiquarian gallery and bookshop. It's Sunday and for the first time they had at home Rudolph, their co-worker in the gallery, to spend the time in the open air, eating, talking and planning a soon-to-be business. He is a very handsome thirty something guy, athletic built too. Intelligent and well educated, but rather timid. Cheryl lays on a sun bed near the pool in her bikini. James and Rudolph sit upon two chaise-longues. Two o'clock.
"You were really a dear to come here, Rudolph... Sundays are so uneventful since our daughter married and left" says Cheryl
"O your cold lobster with mayonnaise was a poem, Cheryl... a real pleasure" says Rudolph
"How about another glass of iced french wine, Rudy? Lend me your glass" says James at his side
"Don't make him drink, dear... I dislike drinking men..."
"O sipping a good glass of wine on Sunday is not drinking... it's ambrosia"
"Figure... gods nectar... you drunkard of an husband, James" Cheryl jokes. They laugh all
"Lend me your glass too, Cheryl... you like wine as I like it" replies James. Cheryl lend him her glass
"That's true never the less... not bad for a middle-aged lady to sip an elegant french wine relaxing between two men... especially if one of them is as handsome as Rudolph" she flows a kiss to her husband. James pours wine in Cheryl's glass and kisses her on the lips. She returns the kiss and adds
"Don't do that in front of Rudolph, you embarrass him... why have you decided to spend your Sunday with this older lecherous couple, Rudy?"
"O you are a so loving couple, Cheryl... I hope to find a girl you alike..."
"What a dear... you'll find that girl... you are so nice and polite..."
"Thanks Cheryl...
"I'm sure... how do you spend the Sunday usually?" she continues to speak "mmm the sun burns... James, will you pass the hat to me?"
"O usually I go to the beach as I like very much to swim... during the winter I stay home... I read or listen to the music"
James passes the hat to his wife. A leghorn light green straw-hat with a broad orange silky ribbon. She puts it on her head, while James browses between an art catalogue pages. The hat exalts Cheryl's lovely face and her bright green eyes.
"Thanks, James... and what kind of music do you listen to, Rudy?"
"Italian opera usually, but I like French piano music too... Debussy, Ravel..."
"Wow... do you know that I am an amateur piano player?"
"Yes I know, you played for charity last year before James engaged me at the gallery... I read it on the newspaper... may I pay a compliment for the hat, Cheryl? Under its brim your eyes seem to be even brighter..."
"You gallant, Rudy... thanks... I appreciate... it's so rare for a woman to receive a compliment in this period... thanks again... I adore Debussy and Ravel... Miroirs, Images... Pagodes, Gaspard... and La cathédrale engloutie, the submerged cathedral... what a great piece..."
"Leave the poor Rudolph in peace with your piano, Cheryl... You must see her in the evening, Rudy... she plays all the time... a poor husband could die before she comes to a stop" James jokes smiling
"You are wrong, honey... the piano is my great passion, but it comes the second after you" Cheryl smiles and shows the tongue to her husband
"Are you ready, guy? Have you done your baggage? Next Friday we fly to Europe for the Rome and London arts auctions... look-out!" James says to Rudolph
"O yes, James... I am ready... and excited... for the first time in Europe! Thanks"
"O you deserve it... you are the best co-worker I have ever had"
"What a fair-play, guys... you deserve it... thanks! I'm rather envious... James said that I was the best co-worker once... now I remain home to look at the gallery while you two go to Europe for business... great career from my side..." Cheryl sips slowly and smiles
"I'll do you a present, dear" James blows Cheryl a kiss
"I shall be very vindictive... I'll teach you a lesson... I'm not the stay at home quietly woman waiting for her husband's return"
"Have you heard my wife's words, Rudy?... this is a threat! May I believe it?"
"O Cheryl is a so lovely and interesting person... and she never lies..." says Rudolph looking at Cheryl. Cheryl fixes her eyes in Rudolph's eyes for an instant and says
"Great Rudy... you are a real man... stop to clash... how about some cakes?"
"This is a good idea, Cheryl" says James
"Good... I go to take them in the kitchen" Cheryl stands from the sun bed up and makes her way to the house. While she walks her plentiful bottom jiggles softly; she seems to increase the movement slackening her pace and waddling a bit.
Rudolph's gaze follows her until she goes up the patio and disappears.
James and Rudolph talk each other. In two or three minutes they hear Cheryl's voice again.
She stands on the patio sporting a tray.
"I'm back, folks" She descends and walks to the men.
Her breasts – now – bounce and her nipples protrude under the light fabric of the bikini top. Only a bit floppy and saggy but natural and lovely. Rudolph looks at her in silence once again.
"May I help you to a cake, dear?" Cheryl asks Rudolph bending a bit in a triumph of hanging boobs. After Rudolph had taken a cake she offers the tray to her husband.
Cheryl leaves the tray on the cabaret and takes a cake at her turn, then spreads herself on the sun bed again.
"Mmm... how good" she says savouring "Do you like my cakes, Rudy?"
"O yes I do, Cheryl... you are a perfect chef..."
"Thanks, dear... my mother taught me... what have you two spoken about in my absence, men?"
"Mmmm... I told Rudolph what is interesting me more in the Rome auction, Cher..." James answers
"O don't leave to anybody that marvellous nude woman drawing... I saw the picture on the catalogue..." Cheryl orders. James shakes head
"Maybe... but I like mostly the ships album... splendid"
"O I think that Cheryl is right, James... the nude is beautiful and uncommon too..."
"I know what you mean, Rudy" – says Cheryl – "a reclining nude woman sporting a very natural hairy patch between her legs is very uncommon for a XVIII century drawing... isn't it, Rudy?"
"Mmm... well.. yes it is, Cheryl"
"These older painters had something with their models pussies... hu? always smooth... not one hair even... that drawing on the contrary... wow... the girl is rather hirsute and has lovely boobs too... very sexy..."
"Ok... I'll try to buy it... Rudolph, take note"
"Thanks... I should like to have it... I want to hang it in the bedroom hoping to awake your fantasy, hon" Cheryl smiles. James doesn't care
"Ok... But I want to buy the ships album too..."
"Yes James... we can place a bid on them both..." says Rudolph
