FabGuys.com forum: The life and times of a secret nudist (Chapter 28)

By *agan OP Man
16 hours ago

basildon

The hairs on my forearms stood up in the fresh morning air.”Jesus Dan, calm your silly arse down” I mumbled smiling to myself.

Brushing the excited goosebumps on my left forearm with my right hand I looked up from the bench that I was sitting on.”Cmon where are you guys?” I muttered looking over the road at the cafe.

A lone woodpigeon began to coo its morning greeting to the new day in the sycamore tree above me as I checked my watch.

‘8:25 ,five minutes Dannyboy’ I thought to myself taking a deep calming breath.Folding my arms I stretched out my legs infront of me crossing both ankles.”This plan better work” I muttered to myself scanning the shop fronts and the bustling early bird shoppers.

Suddenly from the corner of my eye I spotted Linda and Anne as they walked into view

Walking side by side they chatted to each other merrily stopping now again to look into different shop windows.

“Cmon don’t over play it” I mumbled to myself impatiently watching the distant figures lingering outside a clothes shop.

Slowly as they made their way closer to the cafe I got a good look at what they was wearing.”Blimey Linda”I said to myself looking at the tight white leggings that showed of her round shapely bottom nicely.wearing a low cut black t shirt she smiled at a short short wearing Anne.Even from over the round I could see the bottom of Anne’s buttocks as they jiggled nicely below her cut up denim shorts.A small loose white vest just covered her small shapely breasts.

‘If that doesn’t get carrier bag mans attention, than nothing will’I thought to myself smiling watching them disappear into the Cafe.

“Finally the trap is set”I mumbled to myself scanning the early shoppers over the road for any sign of him.

A red Peugeot car slowly drove up the road revving noisily in first gear making me glance up at it.

“Shit” I muttered loudly putting my head down as i realised who the driver was.Craning his stubbled face round to look out the back window Graham reversed the car quickly into a parking space outside the cafe.

“Shit, shit shit!” I said in a panic getting up from the bench and quickly moving behind the large trunk of the sycamore tree.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I muttered peering round the tree as I watched the carrier bag man step out from the passenger side door.