It had been a long, hot day in South Central Los Angeles and the A/C in the building where Cathy worked had been out since before noon and she had spent much of the day working on her computer with streams of perspiration running down her back and cleavage, soaking the back of her white, satin blouse and outlining where her bra cups stopped and the swell of her breasts rose out of the lace that strained to contain her round, plump "C" cup breasts.
The mid-fifty redhead was still very pleasant to look at and the guys in the warehouse enjoyed bringing paperwork to her when the A/C worked so that they could see if her nipples were sticking out through her bra and today, they came in to check out how her, now nearly see-through blouse. She really wanted to unbutton it a button or two so that she could get some airflow, but knew she couldn't until she was on her way home.
"Bruce, I am stopping at the beach on the way home." Cathy had told her husband when she called him on his cell as she left the parking lot at work.
"Okay, sweetie," Bruce had said, "But keep track of the time so you aren't too late. Remember we had some plans tonight."
"Oh, I won't be too late." Cat had replied. "I am really looking forward to making love tonight." The slightly plump woman had told her husband with smile that he couldn't see.
"I just need to unwind a bit and you know how the sand and ocean relaxes me." She continued as she pulled onto the 110 Freeway.
"I'll call you when I am about twenty minutes from home, so that you can pour me a glass of wine. Bye for now." She said to Bruce.
"Okay babe. I will check the wine cooler and see what we have. See you in a while. Love you." Bruce had said as his wife hung up the phone.
Traffic wasn't too bad for a Thursday evening and it only took Cathy about an hour to go the twenty-some miles to where she wanted to park on Pacific Coast Highway, just past the Seal Beach/Huntington Beach line. Deciding that she didn't want to wait until she got home to have a glass of wine, she had stopped at a little liquor store and picked up a bottle of Pinot Grigio and a plastic cup.
She had unbuttoned her blouse down past her bra after she got in her car, trying to cool off and the clerk at the store had gotten and eyeful when she bent over to get her wine from the bottom shelf of the cooler. She paid for her wine, completely unaware why the clerk was smiling at her, then she headed on down the road, found the parking lot she wanted, and pulled in. She drove to the farthest end of the lot, where it was deserted, parked the car and got out.
"I think I still have a beach towel and chair." She said to herself as she opened the trunk and rummaged around until she found what she was looking for.
She pushed the trunk closed and headed for the sound of the waves breaking on the shore. It took her a couple of minutes to cover the two hundred yards to the water and then setup her low chair and spread her beach towel out.
"Don't see anyone around." Cathy said out loud as she pulled the wine and plastic cup out of her beach bag and opened the bottle.
"Good thing I was a girl scout. She said to herself as she fished her cork puller out of the bottom of her bag.
The sunset was beautiful and Cathy took several pictures of it with her cell phone while walking, barefoot, in the sand right at the water's edge. She wandered on down the beach for about a quarter-mile and then decided she better head home. She had drunk nearly half the bottle of wine she had purchased and, because she had missed lunch, was feeling a bit tipsy.
"Going to have to sit in the car for a bit before I drive home, so I better call Bruce and let him know I am going to be later than I thought." The plump, slightly drunk woman said aloud.
"Hey baby, I am going to be later than I thought. I picked up some wine and am feeling a bit too tipsy to drive just now." Cathy told her husband when he picked up the phone.
"Do I need to come get you?" Bruce asked his wife, with a tinge of anger in his voice.
"No, I'll just be later than I had said I would. We can still bounce around tomorrow night." She said, reacting to the annoyance she heard in her husband's tone.
"Well, call me if you need me to come get you. Bye." He said to her as he hung up.
She had picked up her towel and chair and started back to the parking lot as she was talking to her husband and was about half-way to her car as she put her phone away. Because she hadn't had lunch and had drank half of a bottle of wine fairly quickly, Cathy was really feeling the effects of the alcohol and she was so distracted that she did not see the group of college kids walking towards her from the parking lot.
"Hey, lady." One of the young men said to her as they got close. "What are you doing on the beach all by yourself?"
"Just heading back to my car." Cathy said.
"Needed to relax after a long day."
"Well, we know exactly what you mean." One of the other guys said.
"We are gonna go have a few more beers. You want to join us?" The first guy said to her, as he smiled at the other guys with him.
"No thanks, I am just going to head on home and go to bed." Cathy said as she started to walk around the group.
She could smell the beer and the aroma of pot coming from the group and decided that she better move on quickly, but the seven young men had spread out in front of her and she had to walk between them to get to her car.
"Hey, you got a nice set of titties for an older woman." Said the guy closest to her as she tried to walk between him and the first guy she had spoken with.
"Thank you...I think." The plump redhead replied as she attempted to move on.
"I think you should show us those titties. You know, like Marti Gras." The first guy said, as he took Cathy by the arm and pulled her towards him.
"Let me go. HELP!" Cathy screamed, dropping her bag and trying to wrench free of the young man's grasp.
"No, no, no." Another of the guys said as he grabbed her by her left arm and put his hand over her mouth.
Cathy suddenly found herself surrounded by the group of young men and felt hands all over her breasts and ass as she struggled to get free. One of the men was now behind her holding both arms, while another kept his hand over her mouth and fondled her right breast through her blouse.
"I have got to see these tits." One of the seven said as he opened the last three buttons on her blouse and pulled it open.
"UUMMHH! UUMMHH!" Was the only sound Cathy could make with the big hand over her mouth.
"What I can see is not bad, but I NEED more." The guy said. "Let's see what you got under this bra." He continued as he grabbed the bottom of the bra cups and yanked up on them, causing her plump tits to fall free to the admiring smiles of the seven young men.
"DAMN! Those ARE nice titties for an old woman."
The young man said to Cathy and to his friends who were moving in closer to get a better look in the increasing darkness.
"Get the blouse and bra clear off!" One of the other guys said as he licked his lips and stared at the plump tits in front of him.
"Look at how hard her nipples are! God, I want to suck those things." The first guy said as he bent down, wrapped his hands around her tits, and inhaled Cathy's rock-hard nipple."
"UMMMM, UMMMM!" Cathy mumbled through the hand that was still clamped over her mouth.
When the men opened her blouse and removed her bra, the cool beach breeze had caused goose-bumps to rise all over the plump woman's body, causing her nipples to become rock-hard and stand straight out from her breasts. She was trying to communicate with the group of men, but they wouldn't let her speak. Finally, the one who seemed to be the leader of the group looked at her and said;
"Joe is going to take his hand off your mouth and Seth is going to let go of your arms. You are not going to scream or try to run, understand? Shake your head "yes" if you understand."
Cathy nodded yes and the huge hand that covered her mouth as moved away and her arms were freed.
"Now, take off your blouse and your bra, so we can play with them gorgeous knockers." The leader said.
"Please don't hurt me. Please just let me go and no one will ever know about this." Cathy said to the leader.
"Hey, she has a half-empty bottle of wine in her beach bag and it's still cold. She's been drinking ILLEGALLY on the beach." Seth said.
"Who the fuck are you going to tell about anything WE do, when YOU been drinking in public?"
"Now, take off your blouse and bra, like Louie said, so we can play with your tits." Seth continued.
Cathy slid her blouse off and then pulled the bra off, tossing both of them onto the sand next to where Seth had dropped her beach bag and stood there, naked from the waist up in front of seven college frat boys.
"My turn." Seth said as he knelt in front of this woman who was old enough to be his mother, and buried his fingers into her right breast. At the same time, he took her left nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it with abandon.
A small moan escaped from the plumper's lips as the warm tongue swirled around her bud and the lips formed a seal as Seth tried to suck the nipple to the back of his throat.
"Oohh!" Cathy moaned again as he switched breasts. "Ouch! Please don't twist my entire breast. It hurts." She said to the group in general as Seth twisted her left breast and tugged violently on the left nipple.
"Here, have some more wine." The leader said to her as he handed her the plastic cup from her bag.
It was completely full and she knew he wanted to get her more intoxicated, so she shook her head no.
"Drink the wine." He said with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Okay." Was all Cathy said as she took the cup and sipped at it.
"NO! I said DRINK the wine." The leader said, obviously beginning to lose his temper.
"Okay" Cathy said again as she tipped the glass up and drained it.
"Good girl!" One of the guys who had been silent said. "Now, have another." He continued, handing her a full glass again.
"Okay." Was her one word reply as she again drained the plastic cup that she had been given.
As she took the last drop of wine from the glass, something sharp stuck her in the ass, through her skirt and panties.
"Ouch, what was that? She asked, but got no reply.
She could feel the alcohol coursing through her veins and didn't even wait for them to tell her to take the last glass they handed her. She was feeling very warm and her vision was getting blurry
"Hey, I think she should suck our dicks." Joe said as he slid his shorts off, revealing his rigid seven inch cock. "Get her towel out and she can kneel on it while she sucks us off."
