It was a beautiful
sunny day in the village of Dulcet-on-Brooke where Peter Nesbitt sat on the
sunny terrace looking at the girl in the yellow dress, with her brunette hair
cascading onto the sun kissed skin of her shoulders.
The Sun Terrace James
was sitting on looked out across an expanse of lawn which ran down to the bank
of the River Brooke.
But he had eyes only
for Sarah who was the gorgeous girl wearing the pretty yellow dress, which he
found deliciously attractive, and rather arousing but then that may have been
because he knew she was wearing matching yellow underwear beneath it.
And the reason Peter
knew what underwear was beneath the dress was because he had watched her
getting dressed that morning.
Twice in fact, because
after the first time he undressed her again and they made love.
And at that precise
moment on the Terrace he looked forward to slipping them off her again, and
soon.
Yet this brown haired
beauty only a year previously had been to all intents and purposes a dowdy
frump.
Her name was Sarah,
Hallam as was, but that was before she married Peter.
They had met in the
fog on a lonely hill side in the Pepperstock Hills when they were both on a
walking break and on the day they first met, Sarah Hallam was dressed in stout
old fashioned brogues, long argyle socks, grey tweed skirt and a shapeless
sweater of indeterminate colour, which was very drab in the foggy gloom
although she would have looked drab even in bright sunshine so drab really
summed her up.
Her hair was tied in a
bun beneath a tweed cap that matched the skirt and she appeared to be dressed
for the 1930s and looked about forty.
Unfortunately the fog
came down so thick and fast it wasn’t safe to try and move in any direction so
they had to sit down and wait for the fog to disperse.
It was only as they
sat on some rocks in the fog and shared her provisions, packed for her day’s
adventure, that he saw and fell in love with the girl beneath the façade and
discovered that beneath the frumpy exterior his soul mate was hidden from view
and in the year since that day on the hill they had been the happiest either of
them had ever been.
But on that warm
summer’s day they were in the back garden of their first home together and they
were entertaining guests.
Apart from Peter and
Sarah, in the party were Peter’s brother Johnnie and his wife Patti, and
Patti’s sister Rose and her partner Christian.
He was smiling as he
watched her and when she looked up she smiled at him and blushed and the reason
Gemma blushed was because she knew exactly what he was thinking.
Peter was thinking
about how he had undressed her and ravished her that morning, and at that
moment in the summer sunshine so was she.
Sarah also knew that
he was going to do it again as soon as the opportunity presented itself, and
she couldn’t wait for that moment, her whole body tingled just thinking about
it.
It was a year and a
half since they had first met and the thought of making love with him still
made her quiver with anticipation.
“Let’s go out on the
boat”
Johnnie suggested,
though Patti wasn’t at all impressed by the idea and threw him a glare, she had
just got herself settled on a lounger after clearing away after lunch.
Despite Patti’s
displeasure however the general consensus was in favour of cruising on the
River.
So with almost all of
them agreeing with Johnnies suggestion Sarah was excitedly gathering everything
together off the terrace as the group slowly made their way to the jetty, she
loved going out on the boat it was her idea to buy it when they bought the
house on the River.
But James stopped her
in her tracks when he took hold of her hand
“Haven’t you forgotten
something?” he said
She had a quick look
around the terrace
“I don’t think so” she
said
“I do” Peter insisted
“What?” Sarah asked a
little confused
She had a quick look
around the terrace
“I don’t think so” she
said
“I do” Peter insisted
“What?” Sarah asked a
little confused
“Well you know how
breezy it gets out on the water?” he asked cryptically
“Yes” she replied
still confused.
Then a look of
comprehension spread across her face.
“I’ll get a cardigan”
she said and Peter laughed
“I wasn’t thinking of
that”
“What then?” she
giggled
“Well you’re out on
the windy water wearing your pretty yellow dress” he said
“Yes”
“Oh” she exclaimed
finally comprehending
“Everyone will see my
knickers”
She chuckled and gave
him the armful of bits she had gathered and rushed off to change.
James followed her
into the house a few moments later and dropped the pile of bits she had given
him on the first surface he passed and went upstairs.
When he opened the
bedroom door Peter found Sarah sitting on the end of the bed in her yellow
underwear pulling a pair of shorts up over her ankles.
He sat on the bed next
to her and as she leant forward he unhooked her bra.
“We haven’t got time
for that” she said with a giggle
“I would hope we will
always have time for that” he said running his hand across her naked back and
Sarah responded by kicking off her shorts.
Holding hands, Peter
and Sarah ran headlong down the lawn towards the jetty.
Sarah was now wearing
pale blue shorts and a matching top which also matched everything else.
“Where have you two
been?” Patti shouted crossly as they ran onto the jetty.
“Sarah needed to
change and I was attending to security” Peter said as he helped Sarah on board
the Cabin Cruiser and then squeezed her buttock as she passed him, and she
turned around and kissed him before heading to the bow to join the other girls
who were already sitting on towels sunning themselves.
“All that time for a
couple of windows and a door?” Rose asked tongue in cheek
“Peters very thorough”
Sarah replied and blushed
“I bet he is” Rose
added
Peter meanwhile had
joined the menfolk in the cockpit
“I admire your
diligence” Christian said as he reversed the 26ft cruiser away from the jetty
“security is so important”
“I think we all know
what you were attending to Pete” Johnnie said “and it wasn’t security, you
dirty pair”
And their laughter
echoed across the water.
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