1. Topless


    Date: 1/12/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: JWren, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    Ray couldn’t believe his eyes. It had all happened so quickly; in the blink of an eye really. Except Ray hadn’t blinked and now, behind his sunglasses, he stared wide-eyed at the rear end of the white convertible as it opened up distance between them. I must be mistaken, he thought, recovering from the unexpected and sudden blur of the car which had overtaken him. Ray, in truth, had not been fully concentrating on his driving. This road was familiar and he was on auto-pilot, his mind on other matters. Otherwise, a glance in his rearview mirror would have made him aware of the rapidly-approaching vehicle. Ray wriggled in his seat, wiped the back of a hand across his brow and plucked at his sports shirt which, despite the air conditioner, was sticking to his seat. The heat’s got to me, I’m hallucinating, he mused, shaking his head even at the very instant he pressed down on the accelerator. His speed increased from thirty-five to fifty, which was more than fast enough on the winding two-lane beach road. On his right, as Ray sped along, hedgerows and open farm fields dotted with cattle and sheep flashed by. And, to his left, there was a cliff top with occasional parking areas and zig-zag walks down to the beach. Ray narrowed the gap on the open-top Mazda. He was close enough to make out auburn hair crowning the driver’s head, a few strands blowing in the breeze created by the car’s speed. The left-turn indicator started flashing and Ray recognised that the car was turning into ...
    a lay-by area which was designated as a panoramic viewing spot. It was a good vantage point for taking photographs of the sweeping bay and it had parking spaces for six vehicles. Ray also indicated and followed the white car as it eased to a halt at the kerb. He pulled up behind, switched off his engine and opened the door to exit his air-conditioned vehicle. The heat was immediate, blast furnace hot, and sweat began to form on his tanned brow. The lens of his sun glasses misted over and a wet spot quickly developed on the chest of his sports shirt. Ray sauntered towards the white vehicle. In this heat, sauntering was fast. He stopped at the side of the driver’s door and removed his misted-up glasses. He used a forearm to again wipe away sweat on his brow, squinted at the driver and said, “Hi.” “Hi yourself,” she said, turning her head and looking up at him. Her coppery hair was pulled back into a bun and secured by two side combs. Her eyes were hidden behind dark glasses. Ray gulped, repeated his brow-wiping exercise, and stared at the woman. More accurately, he gazed at her bare chest. Her top, like that of her car, was down. “That’s a mighty cool way to drive,” he said, pointing his sunglasses at her bosom. “But you could cause an accident, you know, with those on display.” She smiled and released her seat belt, letting it run through her palm and between her generous twin mounds. “No, never... not these old things.” She looked down at her sun-kissed orbs. “Who would get ...
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