FURTHER ALONG... fun in the Fall (Part 111b)
Elle
and I had only made a couple of visits during the Summer so I’d missed
seeing the next door Summer neighbors, Karen and Jeannette. Jeanette was
always a treat to see... not much on top but very nicely rounded on the
bottom... and usually good for a panty peek from her very short shorts.
Peggy and I barely had the sail up when Danny, Jeanette’s son showed
up. Never shy, he immediately asked if he could have a ride. Thinking
quickly, I told him it would be up to his mother hoping to see her. He
ran off and I swear it wasn’t a minute later he was back dragging her
behind him. After we said our “hellos” and she agreed it would be OK for
him to get a ride she turned and started up the steps to where Elle and
my mother were sitting. As usual (for Jeanette) I did get a brief
sighting of her panties sticking out from the leg openings of her shorts as she made her way up the steps. As I watched I
wondered why I hadn’t come to visit more often.
I
knew I had to have someone on the boat along with Danny so I suggested
that Peggy get changed. You know I had my eyes glued to her backside as
she climbed up the steps to the lawn. The overriding question was where
she’d do it... the changing room on the porch or in the downstairs
bathroom. I had to change as well so the timing was perfect.
When
Peggy returned she was wearing a one piece suit that was similar to one
that Elle used to have. The middle was dark blue with a primarily white
top and bottom. It was a bloomer type bottom with a tiny skirt. The top
of the suit was tight enough to see that she was certainly starting to
fill out. It was my turn to change and a quick peek into the porch
changing room turned up nothing. To the bathroom! With my father off
running errands and my mother out on the lawn with Elle I had an optimum
opportunity to do my ”research“. The bathroom, such as it was, had only
a sink and toilet with no counters or any place to put clothes. That
left the floor and that’s where they were. Right on top was her bra. As
I’ve mentioned, over the past two days I’d seen more of Peggy’s ”form“
than ever before. It had been like a ”coming out party“ and it had
caught my attention. I was curious as to what size she was and read the
label... Playtex Size 34B but when I felt the cups they were spongy. Elle was a
34B and I knew when I felt her bras they didn't feel that way. It was
more to puzzle about. The panties came next. They appered to be cotton
and, as usual, I went right for the tag. There was no manufacturer’s
label but there was a size and content one. It read Eiderlon Size M. At
first I thought Eiderlon was the maker but it took a couple of readings
to realize it was the name of the material. A close inspection of the
crotch showed little a little staining of the elastic in the crotch
area but it appeared to be old. It was fairly obvious the panties hadn’t been worn very much and I
wondered if she had her period. I knew Elle would never think of getting
in the water when she was on period. If I were to assess my feelings
about then I would have to say I was disappointed.
Elle
had kept the kids off the beach until I’d gotten the Sunfish rigged so
when I returned she led them inside to get them into their bathing
suits. The wind was light and from the North which was typical for the
morning. The real Southerly usually didn’t start until the afternoon. It
was perfect for taking the neighbor boy, Danny, out as well as my girls. I took
them, one by one, and had Peggy on board to hold onto them, just to
be sure. We were probably on the water for an hour before we pulled the
boat up on the beach for lunch. Elle was nestled under a beach umbrella
with the baby. She’d bought a new suit at an end of season sale and it
was the first time I’d seen it on her. It looked similar to a child’s
playsuit in that it was one piece with a halter top and a shorts like
bottom. The bottom part was similar to what we now call ”boy leg“ panties. It
was cotton and a seersucker material with a sewn in panty that I could
see it as I stood in front of her. I thought she looked cute in it.
During
lunch we came up with a plan for the afternoon. It was decided that
Elle would get to use the Sailfish first so she’d be free to help
prepare for the party. It was to start at 6pm and I knew it’d take over
an hour to deliver Peggy home and to get back so we set 4pm as the end
of all the beach activities. I definitely wanted to get Peggy out again when
there was decent wind so she could experience the thrill of actually
going fast on water without a motor. I targeted 3pm as the time I’d take
her out as, on most days, the wind would be at it’s strongest by then.
I
won’t say that Elle was afraid of stronger winds but she was most
comfortable when there wasn’t much in the way of waves. She spent about a
half hour sailing before returning to the beach. I was a bit surprised so asked
her why she didn’t stay out longer. She told me that the panties of her
suit were cutting her in the crotch. She knew that she was what is
called ”long waisted“ which means her torso is a bit longer than most
women. Because the panties were attached to the suit they ended up
binding. While she was explaining her problem it came to me that she
should just cut the panties out. When I told her that she gave me one of
her famous ”looks“ as if to say "are you kidding?". With her face all twisted up she put me down but I
wasn’t through. I told her to just wear a pair of her own panties...
that no one would know the difference. She didn’t react so I knew she
was thinking about it.
I took the boat out by myself and sailed
down to the sailing club. I’d seen similar sails as mine and hoped they
were on one of the Sunfish boats that I’d seen there. I was in luck in
that one of them was AND, when asked, the guy allowed me to try it out.
Talk about love at first sight! This was love at first sail. Even though
I was only out for about 15 to 20 minutes I knew I liked it. I had a
place to put my feet and was actually somewhat comfortable. As I turned
the boat back over to the owner I knew, for sure, this type boat was in
my future.
To be continued...
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