HOMETOWN LADY
I'm Bob, when I was younger everyone called me Bobby. I'm a fairly good looking guy I guess. Not built, but not out of shape either. I had a reputation as a "good boy", you know, the boy next door type. This was a reputation at first I was annoyed by, but soon learned to love and cultivate. What I came to realize and my friends didn't, was this gave me the ability to date almost any girl. They knew their reputation would not be ruined by going out with me, and they believed I wouldn't kiss and tell. This also allowed them to do things with me they would not with others. I even dated girls grades ahead of me, which further enhanced the mystery around me I guess. I always had a date for every dance or prom. I don't say all this to boast, because I just consider myself to be unusually lucky and for you to understand how what I am about to relate came about.
What I have described thus far was mostly in high school. When I went off to college I found it much easier with women from my hometown than the girls at college. "Townies', my college buds called them. So for the first two years I came home a lot I began hanging out with a group of townie guys. I even would go with them on spring break to the beach instead of my college buddies. One trip I scored with a different girl each night except the last, and then only because she had sustained an injury that weekend and was afraid the sex would hurt. But due to our oral sex they guys still granted me a grand slam.
Once I graduated from college I came home. I didn't want to live at home so I roomed with one of the townie guys. Now this group of guys, several of them was cousins and their families had a big beach vacation each year at Labor Day. They were old enough now that their parents didn't mind if they drank and partied. My roommate who was also not related decided we should go and get a hotel room for ourselves and hang out and party with the others and we did. This is what happened on that trip.
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We had a basic cheap hotel room less than a block from the others. We went out the first night as a group. None of us scored that night, but we spent most of the time getting drunk and catching up and competing for the same women. After a day of hanging out on the beach the next day, we decided to split up that night in hopes of improving our chances of picking up a hot chic. We were so competitive, and realized we kept cock blocking each other often.
My roommate and I were ready to hit the scene but we knew it was too early for any action yet. He suggested we walk down to a beach club right down the street with a happy hour and drink cheap drinks til it was time to hit the bars, so we did. We got there and it was really empty. We sat at the bar and started our buzz.
People started coming in but they were all much older than us. Happy hour was now over and we were contemplating our next move when one of our buddies, mother and father and aunt and uncle came in.
They eventually saw us and came over. We had for so many times hung out at their houses, it was all very familiar and jolly. We had plenty of time so we stayed and chatted. It was apparent they had been out to dinner, had plenty of drinks already and the men were trying to appease their wives before retiring for the night.
The men sat at the bar drinking somewhat glumly but their wives were drinking and swaying clearly wanting to dance. During my time in college beach music was popular and I had taught myself to shag, because I realized that women love to dance and will often reward you if you dance with them. We didn't have anything else to do at the moment and it was obvious these women wanted to dance and their husbands were not going to. So, I guess the good boy next door in me said why not make these women happy, so I asked one of them if she would like to dance.
Boy did she, she didn't even answer, grabbed my hand and dragged me onto the dance floor. We danced and I tried out all of my best moves. She clearly was delighted and having a great time. I looked at my buddy and he asked the other lady to dance now and we were all having a good time. I remember thinking; somehow I had picked the better looking of the two and the better dancer. We danced and danced. It was truly delightful to see how much joy we were bringing these two women.
At this point I need to tell you that like all other guys older women excite me, but this was not on my mind at this point at all. This was someone I knew and if asked would tell you she was attractive, but not knock out gorgeous or anything, pretty much your basic mom type. And we are going to go out later and pick up some hot beach bunnies, so that was what was on my mind. But the night was still young and I actually was having a good time, so we continued to dance.
We stopped to take a break and grab another drink. I was dancing with Mrs. Jones, her husband said to both of them, "It looks like you both are having a good time on your own, you won't mind if Jim and I head on back, there's a ballgame on we would like to catch?" They both responded almost in unison and finished each other's sentence, "no, that's fine you two go on back, we'll be along soon."
"I'm sure Bobby won't mind walking me home." Mrs. Jones says, and looks at me for a response.
"No sure Mrs. J, we'll see you home safely" still not thinking anything about it and it was just a block or so to my hotel and less than that to her place. We would have time to do that before hitting the younger clubs. So we continued to dance for a while.
A slow dance began to play. I said, "I guess we should sit this one out, want to get another drink?" (Although it was clear she was quite drunk already) And thinking I should be a gentleman about it.
"No, I love this song. Come on." She says, and she grabbed me and pulled me close.
We swayed and danced. She held me close; I was still trying to be respectful. She began to rub the back of my head, and I thought damn, she is really drunk and then, she whispered in my ear.
"Are you ready to go Bobby?"
Well it was about time to hit the clubs so I said, "yes, sure that's fine."
"Well walk me home then handsome." She cooed.
It felt good. I had given this lady a night she thoroughly enjoyed and didn't expect. Clearly one better than her husband had planned. Then I thought we should get her sister-in-law as well and my buddy and said, "what about..."
Before I could finish she said, "Oh don't worry about them. Its close they can find the way. Come on, let's walk along the beach."
"Ok," I said and we left and started walking down the beach. She put her hand in mine. We walked down the beach like a couple. It felt nice
