Kelly Lane - Wet and ready

"Oh, that's all right," she answered. "Go have fun. Come on, kids! Get your towels!"

Percy and Cindy ran from the table with a yelp of freedom, and they disappeared into the back of the house. I heard them laughing and shouting.

"Ma!" Percy yelled. "Where's my pail and shovel?"

"Didn't you leave it in the back yard?" Mimi yelled back to him. Then, to me: "Tootsie, why don't you give him a hand and help him find it?"

I nodded, then left the table. We found the pail, and I held the towels for them. We were all set to go.

"Tootsie!" Gus called. He came out of the front door and stood on the porch.

"Yes?" I asked. I tried to look at his face, but my eyes were drawn to his crotch. I thought I could see the thick outline of his cock pressing tightly against the folds of his jeans.

I saw it in action last night, I thought, feeling my mouth grow dry.

He handed me some money. "Here's a couple of dollars. Don't bother coming home for lunch. Buy the kids and yourself some hot dogs and soda."

They must really be planning a big day if they didn't want us to bother them for lunch. "Thanks," I said, taking the money and stuffing it into my pants.

He smiled at me and waved good-bye.

The sun was hot, and I stretched myself in it like a flower drawing sustenance from its heat. The beach wasn't far, and I let the kids run ahead down the road. I didn't feel much like swimming, but I had my suntan lotion and my bikini wrapped in my bath towel. I intended to absorb as much of the sun as I could today. I was fortunate in a way, because I never burned, only tanned. For a person with my complexion; that was a blessing.

The beach wasn't very crowded, and I took the kids in each hand, plowing through the hot sand down to the shoreline. After laying out our blanket on a choice section, I would go back and change into my suit. Cindy still didn't know how to swim, so she'd spend her day looking for shells and wading. Percy would dig holes in the wet sand and watch the ocean fill them in. It was going to be a relaxing, pleasant day for us all.

"Tootsie?" someone called; "Is that you?"

I turned towards the voice. It was a well-built blonde wearing a two-piece blue bathing suit. Her body was a deep brown tan, and her short hair was bleached almost white from the sun.

"Linda!" I shouted, remembering. Linda Mauro, one of my friends from last year.

We embraced like long-lost friends, hugging and kissing, and telling each other how much we missed each other over the long winter of last year. It felt good to meet someone I already knew.

I pushed Linda back and looked at her. "My God!" I exclaimed. "You've changed. You didn't have all of… that last year." I flitted my hand up and down between her tits and pussy.

Linda giggled knowingly. "You didn't have much more than a handful yourself last year," she retorted, looking at the swell of my boobs push out the front of my blouse.

"I guess it was a good year for the both of us."

She smiled and looked at me in an open, strange way, almost as though she were trying to read something into my answer.

"Are you staying with the Wellses again?"

"Yes. Those are theft kids over there." I pointed to Percy and Cindy. "Don't go very far!" I called out to them.

"You're a lucky bitch," Linda said, smiling.

"What do you mean?"

"You know damn well. Gus Wells! He's a gorgeous hunk. I bet he's really hung."

I blushed and felt my cunt tingle. "I wouldn't know…" I began.

Linda laughed. "I'll bet you don't."

I shrugged off the compliment with a smile, but no verbal confirmation. Let her think what she wanted. If she wanted to believe that I'd fucked Gus, let her. It certainly would be true before very long. It would only be a matter of time before I made it with him.

"How is he?" Linda persisted.

"If you want to know," I answered carefully, "you'll have to find out for yourself."

"Maybe I will," she answered smugly.

We seemed to run to the end of that conversation, and for a moment we just stared at each other in an uncomfortable silence. The first flush of companionship was past, and we both began to realize we were still almost strangers. One year together – even less, one summer – was all that linked our lives.

"Any of the kids from last year… here yet?" I asked to fill in the silence.

"A couple. Most of the girls. Elaine is here, so is Sandi. There's a new girl, too. She's over here on my blanket. Her name is Nancy. Want to meet her?"

"Sure." I waved to the kids and called out to them. "Over this way."

Nancy was a plain-looking girl. I guessed she was about eighteen, and even though she had a kind of pretty face, she was a little overweight. Her hair was a mousy brown, cut in a short shag, and her eyes were pale blue. She had big sloppy tits, a thick middle, and a bulging ass that made her solid black bathing suit look lumpy. In all, she was rather dumpy-looking.

"Nancy Rubin," Linda began, "this is Tootsie, a friend of mine from last year."

"Hi, Tootsie," Nancy said. Her voice was warm enough. "Are you on vacation here or working?"

We all sat down on Linda's blanket, facing each other. The bulge of Nancy's belly flopped over a little and I found myself wondering why Linda was interested in her as a girl friend. All the other girls were so pretty. I wondered what it was that Nancy had to offer our group.

"Working?" Nancy asked. "What do you mean? I'm here with my family."

Linda explained. "Tootsie's a mother's helper. She works for Mimi and Gus Wells. You know, sexy Gus Wells, the hunk with the ten-inch cock."

"You work for him?" Nancy asked incredulously. "You lucky thing."

"Not only does she work for him," Linda added, "she sleeps in the same house with him. Jesus! If it was me, my hand would fall off from jerking off so much."

I remembered last night with the shorts, and I felt myself begin to blush. Fortunately, no one noticed.

"What about the guys?" I asked Linda. "Any of the guys here from last year?"

"Sure. All of them. Jerry, Bill, Allen, Dave Gorman. Alt the guys. Allen and Nancy are going steady."

Allen, I thought. With her? He was so good-looking.

What did he see in Nancy, unless… "What about you?" I asked Linda. "Are you still going out with Freddy?"

"Freddy! No, that was last year. This summer I'm with Jerry Howard. You remember him, don't you?"

"Jerry? That creep?" I said.

Linda laughed. "He might have been a creep and a pain in the ass last year, but this year…" She giggled obscenely, and grabbed her cunt furtively and gave herself a quick rub.

"Things have changed," I observed, "haven't they?"

"Well, you can see for yourself, if you want," Linda began. She motioned for me to come closer to her. She held her finger to her lips.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We're having a little… party tonight," Linda whispered. "Would you like to come?"

"Sure," I answered. "But why are we whispering?"

"I've got to ask you an important question before I fix you up. Now you've got to answer truthfully. All right?"

"Sure, go ahead."

Linda looked around, then stared for a moment self-consciously at Nancy. "You're not still a virgin, are you?" she asked. "I mean, all bullshitting aside?"

In spite of myself, I blushed. "No… I'm not," I admitted.

"Good!" Linda smiled. "You've got to tell me about it."

I said I would. "Are you?" I asked.

"No," she said. "I wasn't last year either, but I was ashamed last year to admit it. This year I'm proud of it."

I looked at Nancy.

"She's not either," Linda explained. "She's been fucking for almost two years now."

That partially explained why she was going steady with Allen, I realized. I looked at her innocent, puffy face with a new respect, but she didn't return my stare. Her cheeks seemed to color, and she stared down at the blanket.