Claire...I won't use her last name, was an in-law of mine. I'd known her since about 1973 and back then she was a dead knock out! Pretty face, fine figure and too hip sense of humor.
One year, at Christmas, we got to yakking and sort of got to know each other a little better. We exchanged phone numbers and promised to text each other. It took a while to get going with that but I asked for a picture one time. In return, I got a cheesecake photo of Claire on the Florida beach! I whistled in return and from then on she sent me the sexy photo every year when she got back from her Florida vacation. Claire went on vacation solo since she and her husband were no longer sleeping together. She was proud of her body and usually dated the pictures with her now advancing age. We exchanged sexts from time to time but it never went any further than that.
Then, when she turned 60, she sent me a particularly sexy bikini pic with her captivating smile, like always, the highlight. I couldn't help but respond: "I'd love to see that shot in person some day." She didn't immediately respond and I wondered if I'd offended her but then came the familiar "ding" as she replied to my message.
"How about tomorrow? The weather will be fine and we can walk to the beach from my house!" Her husband was fishing in Idaho and I knew this was too good an invitation to pass up. They live in Hermosa Beach, just up from the shore and she was waiting when I got there, already dressed in her bikini with a little white terrycloth robe covering her body. I got a little cheek kiss when she greeted me and we drank a beer in the garage where she had a couple of canvas chairs set up to watch the busy beachgoers passing by. I loved her witty sense of humor and her sparkling brown eyes which seemed to be trained on me most of the time. Her long tanned legs were sprinkled with freckles and seemed to be unchanged by the passing of time.
Finally, towels and umbrella in hand, we made our way down to the beach. I had my little Canon camera with me and I had to stop myself from just shooting her right away, feeling I was supposed to go through this charade of "This Is Just A Little Fun," instead of "I'm going to jerk off later looking at your barely covered pussy and tits!"
When we hit the sand Claire laid out her towel and settled down under the warm California sun. She looked up at me and pointing to the camera said, "Should I stand up, like in the Florida photos?"
"Oh, you look good just like you are!" I quickly shot back. Then, my hands trembling, I got the camera ready (yes, I replaced the batteries beforehand) and took several pictures of Claire lying there on her towel, her cute pink and flowered bikini doing a wonderful job of showing off her still shapely body. I had her rest her head on her palm and took some pictures from the side. I wanted her to open her legs but I was too embarrassed to ask. To my surprise, Claire eventually rolled over on her stomach and let me photograph her ass!
"My tits are still good but my ass and stomach are sagging nowadays." she quietly said.
"They look damn good to me." I couldn't help but answer. Again, I wanted her on all fours but couldn't make myself ask her to do that. Then suddenly she began to climb to her feet and I was able to get a couple of good shots of her ass as she rose up. She heard the shutter click and gave me a funny look. She scrunched up her nose and shook her head as if to say "no" but it was too late. I had the pictures!
Well, it was hot and getting more and more crowded there on the beach so we picked up our towels and began making our way up the hill to her home. I wanted to put my arm around her waist but we were both carrying too much stuff for that. We put the beach gear in the garage and headed upstairs to fix a snack.
