Saturday Market (open)

[StarXChyld]

OOC: An open thread for any that wish to join in.

This was inspired by a recent trip to Portland, OR where they host Saturday Market each Saturday and Sunday down by the river. There are all sorts of stands set up selling the most imaginative and creative arts and crafts. There is a food court with a main stage area where local performers simply have to sign in to take a place on the stage. There are jugglers, psychics and beggars galore. A day at Saturday Market is like spending a day in a fairy tale where anything and everything can happen. Please feel free to open a stand or step up on stage or simply browse the market. You never know what you’ll find!





IC: Yvonne had given the kids twenty dollars a piece and released them to the market. It was too difficult keeping track of teen-agers who all pulled on her in different directions to look at this candle booth or that jewelry stand. Of course, her oldest son had just turned 21 and wanted to find the beer garden and "meet some babes". Finally, she had just let them go off on their own with the promise to meet back at the gold-toned human Elvis statue who was startling and fascinating the swarm of people entering the Market. Yvonne was one of those fascinated and she waved absently at the kids while keeping her eyes focused on "Elvis’" every jerky robot-like motion. He turned in her direction and gave her snaggle-lip and the crowd let out a whoop of delight. She laughed and fished in her purse for a dollar bill to drop in the gold-toned guitar case. Elvis murmured, "Thank you very much."

Turning her attention to the rows of tents before her, she headed down the one where she saw some floppy brimmed hats decorated with flowers and ribbons. She’d always loved hats, although they completely mussed up her fine thin blonde hair. Today she didn’t care though, she’d tied her hair back in a pony-tail so it was already flat. A hat could only improve her looks. Selecting one with a large brim that strategically dipped below one eye, she paid the pretty hippie girl, who claimed she looked romantic and mysterious.. Yvonne decided it was time to head over to the beer garden and see how her son was doing. With her sunglasses and floppy hat, she might even be able to spy on him a bit without him noticing it was her.

She politely declined the invitation from the psychic lady bidding her to come get her fortune told. Yvonne didn’t like those types of things. They scared her actually. She preferred to let life happen.

Entering the beer garden, she was asked to show ID, which she pulled out of her wallet proudly. Being in her early 40’s, she always got a kick out of having to show her ID now. It made her feel young and hot.

She strolled up to the beer tent and ordered a Corona with a lime, glancing around for her son who was nowhere in sight. Grabbing her beer, she headed over to the stage and took a seat in the midst of several empty seats scattered around the stage. There was a black guy up on stage with his guitar playing a bluesy love song. He was pretty good and Yvonne settled back to enjoy the music with her beer.

The black guy, is name was Leon, finished his first song to a spattering of applause. He pointed to the open cooler in front of the stage and smiled. "F. . .for. . any. . .any. . of you, tha. .that. . are. . inter. . interested, that. . .that’s . . .where I. . .I. . .get my. . .my. . .mon. . .monies. . .to. . .to eat. Ple. . .Please. . .Please. . .hel. . .help . . .me. .ow. . .out."

Yvonne laughed the first time Leon made his plea, thinking he was trying to be funny and/or modest. However, after he’d sang another song flawlessly and again stuttered as he asked for donations, Yvonne realized this wasn’t a joke. Leon could sing but he couldn’t pronounce a single word while talking without stuttering. For whatever reason, she became mesmerized and began cheering him on and clapping along to his songs, drawing a large crowd around him. He took a short break and several people came up to deposit money in the cooler. Yvonne walked up to the stage where she saw his CD and asked how much.

Leon responded, "T. .t. . ten . . dol. . dollars." Smiling at her the entire time.

She handed him a twenty and smiled enigmatically under her hat and behind her sunglasses. "Keep the change." She chuckled softly as he thanked her profusely and told her to stick around for his next set. She nodded and turned to go get another beer, al most tripping over the guy working on the amp beside the stage. "Oops! Sorry."

"No problem." He smiled up at her.

Yvonne returned the smile, noticing immediately how the sun played on his long brown hair. His eyes were kind and sincere and sparkled with the slightest hint of playfulness. Broad shoulders and a nice little butt completed the package. She also noticed he was about half her age. Too bad. She pointed toward the beer stand and said, "I think I’ll get another before Leon starts his next set."

When she returned to her seat with her beer in hand, she noticed the young brown-haired man sitting in the first row. Leon kept grinning at him as the crowd and the applause grew louder. Yvonne realized that the young guy must have been the stage manager for the Market.

The man in turn, kept turning around and smiling at Yvonne, studying her as she clapped her hands and sang along. She would have felt a little self-conscious had it not been for her sunglasses, the large brimmed hat and the two beers making her feel esoteric and anonymous.

 

[catlover]

Alex

I liked helping my friend Leon. He was a terrific musician, but somebody needed to help him with the equipment and look after his stash while he was on stage, so he wouldnt get ripped off.

He was a really nice guy but he had trouble talking, especially to girls. I used to get him fixed up now and then, usually wituh cute young things that thought his music was captivating

Today a nice looking woman with a beer in her hand came up after a song, and bought one of his CD's. As she turned around to return to her seat, she stumbled and I cought her so she wouldnt fall, but she felt very good in my arms and I thought "how nice" and "wouldnt she feel good making love?"

She went for another beer and when she returned, I saw her out of the corner of my eye while I watched and listened to Leon do his next number. This would be the last one of the set, and I hoped I would get to chat with the pretty lady and see if we couldnt work something up

 

[StarXChyld]

Yvonne

Leon finished his set and the new band was off in the wings, getting ready to set up. I glanced over at the brown-haired guy but he was already out of his seat, helping Leon gather his things.

I felt compelled to say something to Leon, he had inspired me so much. Like Man of LaMacha. . .he was willing to dream the impossible dream. I don't know if it was the beer or what, but I was completely awestuck. I waited until he seemed pretty well packed up and approached the stage. The brown-haired guy was helping the new band roll their equipment onstage.

Leon glanced in my direction and I waved. He grinned and walked over to the edge of the stage, crouching down. I swallowed the awkward knot in my throat, "Hi. I was wanted you to know how much I enjoyed your music today. You truly inspired."

I didn't know a black guy could blush but Leon did blush. He gave me a big smile. "N. . no. You. . you. . in. . .inspir. . .inspired. . .me. You. . .you. . .br. . brought. . .the. . .crow. . .crowd. . .in."

A warm happy glow filled me and I spread my arms wide. "Can I have a hug?"

"S. . sure!" Leon jumped off the stage and landed right in front of me.

I wrapped my arms around him and hugged tight. I've been told I give great hug and Leon seemed to agree. He literally hummed in my arms. I squeezed my eyes closed tightly and swayed with him from side to side. Leon pulled back slightly and kissed my cheek and I opened my eyes behind my sunglasses.

There stood the brown-haired guy, his arms crossed over his t-shirt as it stretched over his well-defined pecs. A devilish grin curled the corners of his mouth as he watched us.

Leon stepped back and extended his hand to his friend, "This. . .this is m. . .my b. . .b. . .buddy, Al. . .Alex."

 

[catlover]

Alex

"Hi nice to meet you! and I want a hug too!"

with that I spread my arms and she stepped in for a hug. It was wonderful. She felt so good in my arms I wanted to hold her forever- and especially to dance with her

We looked into each other's eyes, and she was so cute with that floppy hat, I just had to lean back in and kiss her, right there out in the open. She responded too, so I said "wait a sec while I help the DreamTones get set up, and then we can go have another beer"

 

[StarXChyld]

It all happened so fast! Leon introduced me to Alex, who asked for a hug, who then kissed me and I felt giddy and tipsy. His lips tasted like peppermint with a slightly salty edge to them. It reminded me of when I'd play spin-the-bottle behind the pool in high school. I loved the way the boys tasted back then. . .something so innocent and earthy about it.

I started to lean back in for another taste but he held me back, "Wait a sec while I help the DreamTones get set up, and then we can go have another beer."

I giggled with embarrassment, just like in high school! It didn't matter that he was probably closer to my son's age than mine. . .I felt like I was 16 again!

 

[soliloquy]

Tawny finished up the caricature of the young woman carefully. She could feel her hands beginning to shake, and was afraid it would ruin her work. She handed her the drawing, not some of her best work, but worth the fifteen she charged. The girl squealed in delight, and Tawny cringed. She headed back to the booth. Aaron was there, selling a bracelet to a twelve-year old.

She turned the corner to the back of the paneling and looked in the mirror. Her hair, done in a dozen or more braids and streaked with colored gels, fit right in in this place. Her white tanktop and multi-colored peasant skirt looked in place. It was the rest of her that was off. Her hands were shaking, her eyes watering, and she was so goddamn thirsty.

She shuffled through her bag. Damn! He must have hidden it from her. As if reading her mind, Aaron peeked back at her. "Dumped it out, sis. You don't need that shit."

She tried to look unphased. "Ok, I'm gonna go get some lemonade and listen to some music."

Aaron eyed her suspiciously. "Sure, Tawn, sure."

She didn't stay to argue with him. They both knew what she was going to do, and fighting about it only made things less bearable than they already were.

She made her way to the beer garden and ordered a shot of vodka and a vodka spritzer, no ice. She sipped some of the spritzer down until she could add the shot of vodka. Then she gulped like a woman who had been lost in a desert.

She ordered another, and sat back to enjoy the music. Her hands weren't shaking so much, and she felt like she could actually see now. All the guiltshe had felt on the way over was numbed by the vodka. That's how she liked it. Numb, and easy.

 

[catlover]

Alex

We got the DreamTones set up, and they started to play some great music. I took her hand and we walked over to the bar, while the music made me just want to stop and dance with her

She told me her name was Yvonne, and I thought how nice! I have neve had a girlfriend named Yvonne, and would like one now

We bellied up to the bar and I ordered two coronas, having seen what wshe was drinking, and we went over to a mall tabe where we could hear ythe music, but t wasnt too loud to stop us from chatting and getting acquainted

 

[StarXChyld]

As I waited for him to finish setting up the band, I noticed an interesting woman make her way into the beer garden. Her multi-colored tresses matched her patchwork skirt. She moved with unsteady determination to the beer vendor’s stand, placing her order. I loved people-watching and Saturday Market was a hodgepodge of characters. Alex was back at my side just as the woman got her drinks. I turned my attention back to him.

The new band on stage had a nice rocking beat and I wanted to dance so badly. It had been years since I had danced in public. My insecurity got the best of me and I let Alex guide me over to two chairs near the stage. We lifted our Corona’s in a toast, clinking bottles gently. He took a sip and gave me a big easy smile.

He was so adorable and yet so young! I had always wondered what it would be like to seduce a younger man but there was a definite difference between fantasy and reality. In my fantasies it was I who was calm, cool and collected and he would be nervous and goofy. Reality was proving to be the exact opposite!

His fingers were cold and wet from the beer bottle and I jumped as he grabbed my knee, spilling my beer all over the front of my t-shirt. So much for the Mrs. Robinson routine!

"Oh shit!" I popped out of my chair, glancing around for napkins or something to sop up the mess.

Alex was right beside me. Taking the beer bottle from my hand and leading me towards a food stand, where he grabbed a handful of napkins and began patting them against my soaked shirt. I don’t think he was even aware of the fact that as he dabbed at the wetness, he was brushing over my rising nipples.

 

[catlover]

Alex

we sat and chatted about little or nothing, and mostly listened to the music. I was right next to her instead of across the table, and my hand dropped to my side and brushed against her knee

Se mnust have thought I was getting really fresh since she jumped just as she was taking a drink, and spilled beer all down the front of her blouse

we went over to a food stand and grabbed a whole bunch of paper napkins, and I tried to wipe off the beer, but I noticed the tee shirt was quite transparent and I could see her nipples clearly right through it. I tried to dry them, but was really enjoying running my hands all over her. She looked and felt so delectable!

Then, in order to keep her a little bit covered, I suggested we just dance right there out in the open to that great song Stardust, and I took her into my arms and held her close to hide her wet spot until it dried a little, but more to let me just hold her close and smell her scent, and want to take her home with me

 

[soliloquy]

Tawny downed another drink, and without realizing it she was drawing on a napkin from the bar. Where she got the pencil, she did not know, nor did she ponder. The couple on the dance floor were pressed together as if they were one, making the lines flow from the tip of the pencil effortlessly. Pressed together as if they had been together for ages, though their footwork told another story. Their movements told that they were new to each other on the dance floor. They had not yet learned to know where the other was going, though it was subtle. Tawny found herself studying them as she drew.

She created a story in her mind of this couple. He was a rock star and she was his lover. They had many trysts before, but because of his fame, he had not been able to be in public with his love. Now, freed from the pressures of the record label and agents, he took his lover to dance together. They were learning to move together and make love on the dance floor. She was nervous, and followed him timidly, not wanting to hope against hope for that which she had never had before.

Tawny looked down at her sketch. It was beautiful, though the water spots tainted it a bit. She asked for another drink, and the bartender gave her a disapproving look, which she ignored. He had seen her many times before, and she knew that he was aware of her faults, and her method of escape. They had never truly spoken, but she liked to think she knew his story too.

He had been a partier in his college days. He had made his way through as many women as he had liquor bottles. One day, tired of the game, and tired of the consequences, he gave it up. But the lure of the ingredients of such a life never left him, and he lived vicariously through the people who frequented his bar.

He was much older than she, but she had always found him steaming with sensuality just below his outer layers. She winked at him in the playful game she had started the week before. He smiled and looked at the picture she had created.

"You should give that to them, you know." It sounded paternal--no, more like a college professor or advisor dispensing advice. She nodded to him and rose from the chair.

From her perspective, the world had evened out and she was walking with style and grace. What she would never know was that to the world, she was just another drunk. She made her way over to the dancing couple and tapped his shoulder.

"Here, I thought you might like it." She smiled.

He eyed her warily, and the woman looked a bit miffed that their dance had been interrupted. They looked at the picture and their faces transformed to smiles. "Thank you," one of them said.

Tawny departed after leaving the money on the bar for the bartender.

"Tawny, are you going to be alright?" She didn't know he knew her name.

She smiled conspiratorially. "Right as rain, barkeep, right as rain."

 

[StarXChyld]

Alex dapped at the front of my t-shirt with little result, except for the rise of my attention-starved nipples. I desperately tried to ignore the tingling and said a silent prayer that my oversized sunglasses were hiding the blush that was creeping over my cheeks. He must have realized my embarrassement nonetheless, because suddenly he dropped the stack of napkins and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the dance floor.

"Let's dance! I love this tune!" He beamed down at me sweetly.

I nodded and placed my hand in his as we began to sway. He pulled me in tightly and I could feel the warmth of his body blending with the wetness on my shirt.

He was a very good dancer and I managed to keep up with only a minimium of crushed toes. I chuckled softly and peeked up at him over the top of my sunglasses. He winked and held me tighter as he lowered his head to the top of my hat, placing a tenative kiss there.

I closed my eyes and allowed him to guide me over the floor while I basked in the glow of the late afternoon sun. A tiny tap on the shoulder pulled me from my peace and I opened my eyes to peer at the multi-hued lady I had seen earlier at the bar. What could she want?

Before Alex or I could say a word, she handed us a napkin and disappeared back into the folds of the crowd. Alex turned it over in his hand and I nearly gasped. She had perfectly captured this moment on the back of a cocktail napkin! There was Alex, sheltering the mysterious woman in the big hat and sunglasses in his arms. The expression on his face with one of complete bliss.

We both called out to thank her but she was long gone by then. I tilted my chin up at him and he brushed my cheek softly. "So what's under that hat and sunglasses anyway?" His voice was deeply serious.

As I reached up to pull the glasses from my face, his hand swept the hat from my head and a cascade of tousled blonde hair tumbled over my shoulders. Sweeping a handful of wispy locks from my face, my sparking blue eyes flashed up at him playfully from beneath lush dark lashes. "Hope you're not too disappointed. . .", I demured.

 

[catlover]

Alex

It was a delight dancing with her - right out there in the open in public. Holding he was just like tha nice hug- when I immediately made up my mind I wante to hold her as long and as often as I possibly could -

She just melted into my arms and we sawung to the music, keeping her wet tee shirt out of the public eye, and I thought, just for my eyes only, at least for the moment.

The interrption was a surprse, but the sketch was really fun too. It would hsave been nice to thak the lad but she got away really quickly, and I wasnt about to leave Yvonne to run after her.

But with the distraction, I wanhted to look at her. Off came the sunglasses and hat, and I couldnt believe how beautiful she was. I just gasped and stared, and then she asked me if I wasnt too disappointed

No I wasnt disappointed- I was in heaven being in her arms, as we resumed dancint with her hat in my hand on her back holding her close, and her glasses in hers, a smile on her face, and snuggling very close

We both knew we had found someone very special

 

[StarXChyld]

Yvonne

The music stopped and I stepped back slightly, the light breeze rushing in between the humidity of our bodies. My nipples woke from their slumber and stretched to meet the afternoon sky. Quickly, I crossed my arms over my chest and kind of skipped away towards the beer stand, glancing over my shoulder with a dazzling, inviting grin. I hoped Alex would follow.

By the time he managed to make his way through the crowd and join at the bar, I had ordered us two more beers. The bartender eyes roved over my transparent t-shirt as he handed me the beers. "Best to drink it this time. . .", he winked before walking away.

I turned and handed Alex his beer with a mischievious grin. "Hey, I've got an idea. . . On the way over here this morning, I saw them setting up the Rainbow Faire on the river. I believe one section is reserved for the "clothing optional" crowd. Interested?"

I wondered if he'd be up for the challenge. Not only was I asking him to join me at the Gay Pride Celebration but I was also asking him to remove his clothing. He was younger than I but was he as free-spirited? I searched his face for the answer. . .

 

[catlover]

Alex

"Sure. I'd follow you anywhere!", I replied. "I was thinking we ought to find one of the craft stands selling shirts of some kind so you could stay covered if you wanted, but you have a better solution"

We took our beers in hand and started to walk toward the Willamette River, which runs right through the middle of Portland. She didnt seem embarassed by her transparent blouse, and neither was I. I liked looking at her, and apparently she didnt mind. And, the thought of taking off all our clothes solved the trasparency problem, I thought. Maybe we could even dance together naked! wouldnt that be a blast?

 

[StarXChyld]

We walked through the swarm of Saturday Marketers and made our way towards the river. I didn't mind the admiring glances I got from the men and I just smiled and winked at the disapproving glares from the girls. Afterall, I had a guy almost half my age on my arm. I always say, if you've got it, flaunt it!

We reached the entrance to the Rainbow Faire and Alex handed the guy in the "HOMO DEPOT" smock six dollars for admission. Glancing at my chest, he leaned in and whispered, "I think the section you're looking for is that way, darlin'."

I giggled and thanked him as I pulled Alex in the direction of the "Nekkid" section. We had to stop and pay another admission fee, which Alex did happily. Inside, we found changing booths and lockers to store our clothes. I took a deep breath before pulling back the curtain on my changing booth. I hoped Alex wouldn't be too disappointed with what he saw. I wasn't twenty years old anymore but I was in decent shape, at least I thought I was.

I yanked back the curtain and my jaw immediately dropped. Alex was standing not ten feet away, chatting up a gorgeous little redhead with full rounded breasts and a perky little derriere. She wore only a pair of strappy red sandals that accentuated her shapely legs. Quickly, I yanked back the curtain and huddled nervously inside my changing booth. This had been a mistake. I was definitely out of my league here and there was no way out. I paced back and forth trying to think of some way to free myself from this potentially god-awful scene. My mind kept drawing a blank.

Suddenly, I jumped as a heard a knock on the wooden frame of the booth, his voice was soft, "Yvonne? You coming out?"

 

[catlover]

Alex

I had undressed quickly and put my clothes in the locker assigned to me. With the key on a chain around my neck, I stepped out of the booth into the bright sunlight. Coming out of the very next booth was a cute little redheaded girl. Just thnk - we had both been naked about 2 feet apart, with only the fabric of a tent between us. We both laughed and chatted about it while I waited for Yvonne, and the girl told me her name was Gail, she was there with her boyfriend, and she hoped we could get togethe later. Wearing only a smile on her face she left, and I went to Yvonne's booth and rapped on the wooden frame, the only thing that would make a sound, and spoke out for the woman I was with and wanted to be with. I was dying to see her naked body that had felt so good while we danced.

I really wanted to step inside behind the curtain hiding her, and take her in my arms, but I waited for her response

 

[StarXChyld]

I'd wished I'd finished my beer before we entered the Rainbow Faire. They wouldn't allow us to bring in cups from Saturday Market. I understand that they want you to buy from them and help build their coffers. However, right then I could have really used a little liquid courage.

He knocked again. This time I could hear the concern in his voice, "Hey Yvonne. . .you there?"

I swallowed hard and nodded behind the curtain. I'm pretty sure my knees were knocking as I reached for the curtain with a trembling hand. Steeling myself, I slowly pulled the curtain back and stepped out, wearing nothing but a very nervous grin.

Alex let out a low whistle and snatched me up in his arms. "God! This is so great and you are so cool!"

I laughed out loud as he spun me around and gently placed me back on my feet in front of him. "Shhhhhhhhhh! We're supposed to be gay, remember?"

"Want me to get a wig?" His brown eyes were sparkling down at me with adoration. He glanced down at his well-endowment and shrugged, "Although, I don't know what I could do to dress up the "boys".

I glanced down too and stared in amazement. His flacid cock was bigger than some I'd seen fully erect. It was smooth and slightly curved. It was also tanned. Alex had been keeping a secret from me! He was a nudist by nature. The revelation only made me want to hide the snowcapped peaks of my breasts in shame.

Immediately he sensed my discomfort and stepped in closer to me. Brushing a stray lock of blonde hair from my eyes, he took my face in his hands and lifted it so our eyes were locked. "Yvonne, you are by far the most beautiful woman here today. And the best part of it all is that you like guys! Lucky for me."

He kissed the tip of my nose and patted my fanny before taking my hand in his. "Now come on. Let's go have some fun!"

 

[catlover]

Alex

we walked together out into the area, and there were naked and near naked people eveywhere. Mostly the were same-sex pairs, but there were mixed groups too. We walked through the crowd, and I think both of us got a few feels along the way. I was behind her, and felt her tits several times as I guided her through openings among the people, and managed to pat a few naked female asses too along the way, getting a few smiles and a few frowns, but so what?

All of a sudden we ran into Gail. I introduced her to Yvonne, and they politely shook hands. I had no idea if either of them were bi, but here were two naked women face to face with their tits almost touching, and all I could think about was how lovely a scene that might be. I met her "boyfriend" and her name was Carol, so I guess I got the answer as far as Gail was concerned, and she laughed at my surprise!

Yvonne and I continued on down by the edge of the river. Boats were going by, some not far from the shore, with people staring at us and a few binoculars in sight as well. Some of the boats were moving very slowly, so the order of the day was voyeurism, I guessed

Yvonne had discovered my secret. I was in fact a nudist, and sunbathed nude on my back deck almost every day. Even in the Northwest, we do have sun, but not so much heat that it was totally uncomfortable. I often did that with my roommates, another guy and two women, so I wasnt embarassed to be naked in front of other people. Often the four of us would end up having sex in front of each other, although I wasn't gay, and the two guys just watched while the girls played, if we werent trading girls in the session at the time.

We found a place to sit on the grass, so side by side we sat and watched the boats and the people. I was enthralled with the sight of her lovely body. She had a great shape, and her taut tummy had only a trace of the stretchmarks from her pregnancies. I asked her about her children, and wondered what she would say

 

[soliloquy]

Gail

I stared at the couple as they moved on towards the river's edge. He was certainly fit and attractive. But she, she was beautiful. It was an interesting way to meet people at Rainbow Faire. Physically, there were no secrets, so often most inhibitions were thrown to the wind as soon as one was comfortable with the nudity.

Carole watched me as I watched them. "Stare much?"

"Well, if you're not going to look, what's the point of being here?" I laughed and turned to look at her. Carole's face revealed her lack of a sense of humor about the subject.

She quietly chided me. "You are here with me, you know."

I stared at her for a little, trying to assess if she was toying with me, or if she suddenly had been attacked by the green-eyed monster. Evidently, the latter was true.

I laughed openly at her. "What is this, Carole? Yes, I came here with you. You gave me a ride. We are here to enjoy this beach together. It wasn't necessarily a statement of committment when you said--'wanna go to the beach?'--and I said--'yeah, sure.'"

Carole actually pouted. Two things I can't stand in my life: drama, and whining. Carole was managing to insert both into my life in one tiny moment. I was beginning to grow irritated.

"Listen, I am going to go over and join them. I would love it if you would come with me. If not, then I guess I will find a way home." Without looking back, I ran down to the river's edge. Once there, I noticed that Carole had, indeed, chosen to stay back.

My mother had been the epitome of the hippie movement, and my dad, while not as open and liberated, was pretty carefree himself. They had an open relationship that I did not learn about for years. My mother used to tell me that beings had too much love in this world to tie them down to only one person, but there was always one person for whom our love would never fade. My father was that for her.

I grew up like this, what could I do? I didn't understand conventional attachments. My friends told me that it was only because I hadn't found my soulmate. Perhaps they were right. But a part of me would always believe in my mother's philosophies.

I scanned the crowd for Alex and Yvonne. I stood away from them in order to unintrusively admire the shapely couple. I hoped that they would not mind the intrusion. I found them, sitting and talking on a towel. I plopped down in front of them.

"Hey, long time! You surely don't mind? Do you?"

 

[catlover]

Alex

I was surprised when Gail came down and joined us. She asked if it was Ok and what could we say? Yvonne and I had just met and we werent trying to be very private - certainly not while sitting there nude in a crowd of people, Gail just sat in front of us with her legs crossed, and all I could look at was her red pubic hair framing a really cute pussy.

I asked her where Carole was, since Gail had introduced us to her as her "partner"

 

[StarXChyld]

Yvonne

Alex had just asked me about my children when Gail approached us. I realized that I didn’t have much time left before I was supposed to meet my kids. I didn’t want them heading back to the hotel only to find their mother sitting naked on a blanket by the river with a strange man and woman. But I remained seated on the blanket, staring at Gail’s incredible body. I had never seen another woman naked like this. At the spa I’d see other nude female forms as I moved from the Jacuzzi to the showers but I never had the opportunity to just sit and admire another woman’s body. My eyes moved down to the little red patch of fur between her legs. I had certainly never looked at another woman’s pussy like this! I was amazed at how beautiful it truly was. So lovely and flushed, like a rose about to bloom. I wanted to reach out and touch it, to feel it’s softness. I wanted to lean in and smell it’s delectable aroma.

I did neither. I couldn’t. I’d never thought about being with another woman before and the emotions raging inside me were quite startling. I needed time to sort out my thoughts.

Rising from the blanket and smiled down apologetically at both of them. "I need to go meet my kids before they put out a missing person’s report on me. Perhaps we could all meet for a drink later at my hotel? I’m staying at the RiverPlace." I pointed up the river.

Alex rose from the blanket and extended his hand to help Gail up. She beamed brightly at me. "I’d love to! What time?"

I shrugged my bare shoulders, my hands self-consciously moving over the stretch marks on my stomach. "Why don’t we say 10-ish?"

Gail’s smile grew wider. "Sounds perfect! See you guys then!" She turned and strolled away, I couldn’t help watching her perfect heart-shaped ass as she went. I realized I wanted to squeeze those cheeks so badly. What was happening to me?!

Alex slipped his arm around my waist and led me back to the changing area. We went into our separate booths and reemerged in our street clothes. We cuddled close as he walked me back to the Saturday Market. I had him stop at the entrance and smiled up at him. "So will I see you tonight?"

He bent forward and kissed me gently on the lips, his tongue barely brushing over my bottom lip. Pulling back, he winked at me, "Wouldn’t miss it for the world!"

 

[catlover]

Alex

I had on the tip of my tongue asking Gail if she was bi but I didnt get to it, as we then talked about seeing her tonight. I saw Yvonne staring at her too, and so did Gail so she just sat back on her hands, spread her legs and drew her knees up to her chest opening thse labia and exposing the pink within.

People around us were making out a little bit, and I was about to just dive in and kiss her there, but then thought maybe she liked girls and would prefer Yvonne

Then after we made our date she was suddenly gone, and I too admired her ass recedng into te crowd. Hopefully we would get another look tonight, I thought as Yvonne and I walked with arms around each other, back to the changing area. I did take that opportunity to cup her lovely breast in my hand, and she had hers on my naked ass, so I knew when she invited us for that hour tonight, there would be some fireworks and a lot more contact. I gave her a nice kiss when we got to our changing booths, and It felt really great to have her nude body cuddled up with me. I knew she felt my growing cock between us, as she smiled and blushed as she said bye and turned away

I changed quickly and went back to the music area, but my thoughts were on those two gorgeous women I would be seeing tonight. I didnt even get to ask Gail where she lived.I hoped she was here in Portland, and we could see each other a lot

 

[StarXChyld]

I sauntered over to where my kids were waiting. All three immediately laid into me for being late.

"Where were you?! We were getting worried! Mom?! Where’d you get the hat?"

I just smiled and said nothing about my afternoon. "Let’s head back to the hotel for dinner. I’m starved!"

We walked past the beer tent and I scanned the crowd looking for Alex. I saw him near the stage, talking to one of the musicians. I stopped and watched him for a moment or two before the kids grabbed me and pulled me along. I didn’t protest too much. I knew I’d see him again. . .soon.

 

[catlover]

Alex

I dinked around with the musicians after Yvonne left. Leon was thee too. When we were alone he had no stuttering problem. It was only with strangers that he was nervous. I told him about my aftenoon at the nude beach, especially about Gail's invitng pussy. I could see that he was interested, as evidenced by the growing bulge in his tight pants. He had a thing for pretty white women (like the double entrende?) I had helped him get fixed up with more thn one groupie when we did gigs together, and occasionaly we even traded partners.

I told him I thought maybe Gail was gay, but I would know more tonight and see how it went. Frankly, I wanted her for myself and wasnt about to share her - yet

Later as 10 Pm approached I strolled over to the hotel, and went into the bar for a drink to fortify myself for the evening. Yvonne had given us her room number, so I went over to the house phones to call. There was Gail, having just arrived and doing the same thing. So we had a chance to talk and get acquainted, and asked her what I wondered about earlier. She was just about to answer me and tell me when Yvonne picked up her phone and said hello

 

[soliloquy]

I returned home via cab, which left me a little more than irritated at Carole. I tried to think of it as my fault, but I had told Carole how I hated attachment and jealousy as a general rule. I paid the cabbie with an inward groan. Money was tight, and I was joining Yvonne and Alex for drinks later.

I turned to walk up the stairs to my attic apartment, and sitting on my doorstoop was Carole. She had flowers, another of the many romantic ideals I despised.

I pushed past her and unlocked my door. Walking into my eclectic apartment, I did not speak. She followed my footsteps as if a pet.

"I'm sorry for earlier." The apology was underlined by a genuine distaste for apologies.

"No, it's no problem."

I went into the bedroom and shuffled through the closet for the appropriate outfit for the night. What was appropriate after they had seen you naked? I almost giggled at the thought.

"Are you going out tonight?"

"Yes." I pulled out a sheer orange tank top which had a band of red material underneath the sheer, just thick enough to cover my breasts. Then the black skirt with orange paint spatters crossing diagonally from the knee up to the opposite corner at the waist.

"Clubbing? Cause I'll go with you." She sounded hopeful.

I rummaged through my shoes piled at the bottom of my closet as I spoke. "No, I am meeting some new friends."

The bed groaned softly as she sat upon it. Damned bedsprings. Kept me up most nights.

"Gail, I thought we could spend some time together."

I grabbed the pair of flat black sandals which would best compliment the outfit.

I sat on the bed next to her, but did not look at her. "Carole, this isn't working for me. I know that you want more from me than I can give. And it only frustrates me that you can't keep this casual. I think it's better if.."

"Don't bother saying it. I get the idea." She stood and dropped the flowers on the floor before leaving. At the click of the door, I let out a sigh. It really was too bad. Carole could be a lot of fun.

I bathed and shaved, and stood in front of the mirror, wondering what to do with this mess of red hair. I finally settled on pinning it on top of my head with little butterfly clips. A bit adolescent, but it looked fun and attractive.

After applying makeup and calling for a cab, I realized I would be late if the cab didn't get here soon. I looked out the window and saw the cab below.

Once at the hotel, I felt a bit nervous as I looked for the pair. I didn't know them, but I felt sure that they would have come together. Dashing into the bathroom, I checked my appearance in the mirror. Satisfied, I washed my hands and was drying them under the vent when a stall door opened, and Yvonne was there beside me...my mouth went dry.