"Who Wants To Hose Her Down ?"

Debbi sat back down onto the seat of the swing. The first happy drinker took his place behind her and eagerly grasped the cheeks of her bottom, though high enough not to just shunt her forward off of the seat. He pushed firmly and Debbi found herself caught in a steady gentle rhythm, never going higher than a few feet from the ground. Her beasts bounced happily as she swung. The second volunteer placed his hands higher on her back which gave him the leverage to push harder and with more gusto. Consequently, Debbi was launched higher into the air. She hung on tightly to the chains as she soared and began to glimpse isolated house beyond the trees. She doubted that she herself would be visible from outside though.

"That was fun" she announced to Lawrence as she was allowed to slow down and come to a stop. "Fancy trying the see-saw goddess ?" asked Lawrence. "I guess so" Debbi answered. There was no lack of volunteers to place themselves at the opposite end of the pivoting bench. The wine she had consumed was making her head spin to some extent but not enough to make her nauseous. The bearded guy at the other end of the see-saw was significantly heavier and so each time Debbi was propelled upwards, her tight behind left the seat to be deposited with a resounding slap when she came back down again. All of her bits seemed to be bouncing provocatively as she continued her journey up and down. "Enough" laughed Debbi eventually.

Lawrence cast his eye at the sandpit. "Want to make sand castles ?" he suggested. "Don't be silly" Debbi laughed but she might have thought that childish activity was a better option when Lawrence and some of the others began digging a hole in the pit into which to insert Debbi ! She was laid down and buried up to her neck and then Lawrence cleared away three strategically placed holes to expose her tits and pussy. "Very arty" he decided, pleased with the effect as he took his photographs. Helping hands then cleared away the rest of the sand and Debbi was helped out.

"I've got sand everywhere and I mean everywhere !" she complained, trying to brush it off. "OK, so who wants to hose her down ?" laughed Lawrence. "Nooooo !" squealed Debbi as a hose of cold water was pointed at her. Shrieks and yelps permeated the air but it was a highly efficient way of removing the unwanted sand ! It did, however, leave her wet and dripping. Debbi was laughing and cursing Lawrence good naturedly when the barmaid emerged from the pub with a large fluffy towel, for which Debbi thanked her.

Once it was decided that she would no longer drip and make a mess all over the floor, the group made their way back inside the pub. "You can get dressed again now Deb if you like" said Lawrence. "Not much point now is there" Debbi giggled. "Who's going to buy me a drink ?" Lawrence sat quietly, marvelling at the transformation that had recently come over the serious career woman. She sat laughing, chatting and drinking with the guys, entirely at ease with her total nudity, until the landlord reluctantly announced that he was going to have to open up for the evening trade and Debbi had to retire to the rest room to get dressed !