Bill took the opportunity to take a quick shower and pull on a pair of boxer shorts. He decided to wait and see what Murphy was wearing before he dressed to go out. Taking a cold beer from the refrigerator he took up his vantage point on the balcony where he could watch and listen to the ocean. He was too far away to see much of the women on the beach but he could sit and think about what had happened in the last 24-hours or so.
He came to Myrtle Beach to get away from the thoughts of Sandy leaving him and ended up in the middle of a domestic dispute between a woman old enough to be his mother and her husband who happens to be a retired Air Force General. Not only was he in the middle of the fight but he was also screwing the General's wife. In addition, a girl, young enough to be his daughter was coming on to him every time that she saw him.
"I came down here to get away from making decisions for a while and what happens? I have more choices facing me than I want to make!"
The question of whether or not he was going to follow up on Missy's attempts to seduce him was moot. He had already decided not to fool around with someone so young but he enjoyed the attention that she gave him.
"I wonder how she sees me?" he asked himself. "Am I an experienced, older man that she wants to try out or what?"
He smelled her perfume a split second before her hands covered his eyes and pulled his head back against her belly.
"How does who see you?" Murphy asked. "And, since when are you the older man?"
Bill laughed and reached behind the plastic chair with his left hand to grasp a warm, smooth leg.
"You must be the younger women since your leg feels so smooth and strong," he said.
"God, what you do to me," Murphy sighed and tipped his head back so she could lean down and kiss him.
Bill reached up and touched her cheek as he returned the kiss. He felt her tongue touch his lips and he relaxed his mouth so that they could taste each other.
Murphy broke the kiss and raised her head, "I can't ever remember feeling like this with anyone else. Maybe I'm getting senile."
Bill gently pulled her forward until her breasts hovered over him. He nuzzled his face into her cleavage and made a "Mmmmm" sound. Murphy reached into her right bra cup and released her breast from its confinement. She gently squeezed it and maneuvered her nipple down to his mouth. Bill's tongue came out and circled her nipple until he could capture it with his lips. Murphy moaned and pushed her breast against him when he sucked her nipple into is mouth. Letting him suckle at her breast for a minute, Murphy rose up and arched her back pressing her hand to it.
"I can't stay bent over like that," she said. "My poor old back can't take it."
Sliding around in front of Bill, she straddled his legs and sat on his lap. Bill got his first look at what she was wearing and liked what he saw. The white slacks through which Bill could not see any panties were tight enough to show off her curves without making her look bulgy. One breast was still exposed from under the covering of her bra cup and a white, criss-cross blouse tied at her belly button level.
"Here, this is better," she said and cupping her hand under her breast she again offered it to him.
