The Older Woman from Earlier

The parking spot woman was standing face-to-face with you, or rather, looking down at you. From the window of Mike's car, she didn't seem that tall. But here, she was easily a good half foot taller than you. Although she was older, she had a gorgeous face. She had tight ringlets of curly hair down to her shoulders, a mixture of blonde and grey coloring throughout. Her light brown eyes peered straight through you, almost subconsciously pulling you closer to her. As you got a full look at her sundress, you realized that she was also in great shape; not too thin, but muscly and strong in all the right places. She smirked as she saw you oggling her, before putting her hands on her hips.

"What're you doing so far from your friend, hot stuff? Wanted to take me up on my offer?"

You stopped dead in your tracks. Your throat closed up, and the words forming in your mouth were shoved down as you just stared at her. She laughed and stuck her hand out.

"Ahhh, I'm just kidding you! I jacked off the second I came back, you've got nothing to worry about. I'm Margaret, by the way." Her stare eased up, and her cheerful disposition allowed you to lose your guard.

You unconsciously stuck your hand to meet hers, and was surprised at her gentle, firm grip; she was definitely strong.

"Doug, nice to meet you, I guess. I was just taking a walk on the beach, really. Nothing to-"

"Oh, nonsense. You got bored of your friend and wanted some alone time." She interrupted. "Well, just so happens I'm in the middle of a nice sun tanning session, but I got a little cold so I put my clothes back on. Would you like to join me for a bit?"

You looked at her, puzzled. Seriously? You just had that parking lot interaction and now she wants you to 'relax' with her?

You started to shake your head when she put her hand on your shoulder. "Hey, that beer there looks nice and cold. Real nice on a hot day like today, even underage drinkers like you should be able to enjoy one."

Your eyes widened. She laughed again, playfully pinching your neck. "I was right? Hah! I was just bluffing. Well, looks like you're gonna have to stay and relax, at least until you finish that beer. Come on, sit down. I don't bite." She sat down on her towel, and brought out some tanning lotion to rub on her legs.

Reluctantly, you also sat down next to her, resigned to finish your beer as quickly as possible and get back to your friend.

"So, Doug. You mind getting me a beer from my cooler as well?" She asked, while still rubbing the lotion on her legs.

"S-sure." You stuttered, before going to reach for the cooler in front of her.

"Hey. Think I put enough lotion on?" As you opened the container, you turned towards Margaret to see that she'd opened her legs to expose her crotch through her sundress. That same footlong cock stared back at you underneath her dress, covered by thick bushes of pubic hair. Her balls looked just as swollen as before, giving you a sneaking suspicion that she hadn't masturbated earlier. Margaret laughed, before reaching over to grab the beer you had in your hands.

"To unexpected meetings." She said, happily.

"Yeah... I guess."

The two of you drank, and after a few sips of your beer, you felt tipsy already. Looking at the bottle, you were surprised to see that it was 15% ABV. Fucking Mike, couldn't have just bought a normal beer, could he? The sun seemed brighter, and your actions seemed more flowy and unconstrained.

Margaret cocked her head at you for a second, before gasping. "Doug, you're burning already!"

You looked at your shoulders, and to your dismay, found that Margaret was right. You were already turning a bright pink. Thanks for the complexion, Mom.

"Doug, hold on. I have some high grade sunscreen in my bag. Let me get that out for you." Margaret fumbled around her purse for a few moments before producing a bottle of clear-looking liquid. "This is the stuff! Here, take a look and tell me if that looks up your alley."

You took the bottle of sunscreen and saw that it was SPF-50, for 'Pasty Skin' types. You rolled your eyes, and began to squirt some onto your hands. Attempting to get your back, you reached as much as you could, but felt like you were missing a few spots. As you lotioned the rest of your body (the parts that you could reach, anyways) you felt Margaret's gaze fixated upon you. Looking to your side, you could see her massive girlcock stiffening through her dress at the sight of you oiled up. It could've been the beer, but you felt yourself getting horny as well. Somehow, the sight of her hard made your mouth water.

"You alright there, Doug?" She said, coyly.

"Yeah, thanks for the sunscreen." You slurred

"No problem, but you're missing a bunch of spots on your back. Lie down, let me get some spots for you."