Whole lotta Rosie

Whole lotta Rosie

I’d had a successful morning; already taking orders from two large customers when I arrived at the small seaside town in the South-West of England. I phoned my next customer to ask if he was available to see me; but his assistant told me he was out of the office and wouldn’t be back until about 2.30.

As it was very sunny and hot I decided to sit on the small beach and soak up some rays for an hour or so with a sandwich and a takeaway coffee from a small wooden hut on the Promenade.

There were more rocks than sand but I soon found a small cove next to the promenade to sit in and relax while I ate my lunch. I’d only been there a couple of minutes when a young woman lifted her pushchair down from the path onto the sand not far from where I was sitting.

At first I was a little bit miffed as I was looking forward to some quiet time all to myself but as long as she stayed far enough away so from me I’d be okay.

She hauled the buggy through the sand until she was only about 10 feet away. ‘Nevermind’ I thought, ‘I’ll just finish my sandwich then do some paperwork in the car’.

As she spread a pink blanket on the sand she looked up and acknowledged me with a smile. Maybe I’d wait a few more minutes – I thought as I opened the packet of sandwiches.

She was young – certainly no more than 20 and she was what we call ‘fuller figured’. My eyes went straight to her bust as she lifted the baby out of the buggy. Her tits were HUGE and they nearly tumbled out of her low cut pinafore dress when she bent over.

‘Hmmmm’ I thought as her dress rode up her legs as she knelt on the blanket and spread some toys around for the baby, ‘perhaps this could get interesting’.

I desperately tried not to stare at her massive tits; but it was difficult as they wobbled and shook as she rubbed cream onto the baby’s arms, legs and face.

My heart nearly stopped when she stood up and unbuttoned the dress and let it fall to her feet revealing a very skimpy green bikini! The pants were quite high-cut and emphasised her long legs and thick thighs…but the top….well; what there was of it…hardly covered the important bits. Two thin straps which looked like thin pieces of string were attached to two tiny squares of material that just about propped up her melons.

I was still trying not to stare but it was becoming increasingly difficult for a red-blooded middle aged man like me.

I said earlier she was ‘fuller figured’ and she was, but….what a figure! She was the first woman I’d ever seen that I could genuinely describe as hour-glass or Rubenesque. She was about 5ft 6 with long black curls that cascaded down past her shoulders and onto her huge chest a bit like the singer Nora Jones. I presumed the baby was hers by the way she handled and fussed over him so was surprised to see she had a slim flat tummy with no obvious stretch marks; which then curved out into hips and a gorgeously large arse. She was very pretty with small pouting lips and a cute turned up pixie nose.

For someone who was trying not to stare I did make a lot of mental notes.


As I sipped my coffee the young lady took a long swig from a 2litre bottle of Cola then proceeded to smear herself with sun cream. I can only apologise but I got an instant hard-on….I couldn’t stop myself. I nonchalantly raised my nearest knee to her as I tried to disguise the lump in my trousers. It took her nearly five minutes to rub the lotion all over her body including a delicious minute when she squirted a big blob of white cream onto her luscious bosoms then slowly rubbed it into the rippling flesh.

All I could think of was the glorious wank I was going to have later that night in my hotel room.

When she was happy she’d covered everything in sunscreen she took another long swig from the Cola bottle then sat down and began playing with the baby.

I looked at my watch and knew I should contact my customer soon but the sight next to me on the beach was proving difficult to tear myself away from. Although everything the young woman did was possibly quite innocent as she kissed and played with her baby I was getting incredibly horny when she knelt forward making her tits dangle then she would be on all fours with her gorgeous arse pointing towards me and best of all; when she stood up and held the baby at arms length as it took its’ first tentative steps – I was greeted with the marvellous sight of her tits bouncing and swaying with every movement.

I know it’s wrong but I even sneaked a couple of photos onto my camera-phone in readiness for my hotel wank later in the night.

Eventually my phone rang and shattered the silence in the Cove. The young mother suddenly looked in my direction so I waved an apology as I answered the call. It was my customer calling me to say that he was unable to see me. I can’t say I was too disappointed as I made another appointment for the following week.

As I drained the last of my coffee I wondered how I could now stay on the beach without making it too obvious that I was ogling the young woman only ten feet away.

I suddenly had an idea …GENIUS!

Then I had a second idea (which is unusual for me)….even more better GENIUS!

As carefully as possible I adjusted my stiffy and began thinking of tanks and politics in a bid to make it go away. It kind of worked so I stood up as coolly as possible; but I probably looked like an arthritic pensioner as I slipped twice in the sand.

“I’m going for an ice cream.” I nervously said to the young woman as I stood next to her staring down at her glorious cleavage, “would you like one too?”

She peered over the top of her large sunglasses; “That would be nice; thanks.”

“An ice cream or an ice-lolly?” I asked; quite pleased with myself at finally making conversation.

“Hmmmm?” she thought for a moment; then replied with a heart melting smile; “A strawberry Mivi would be nice, thanks.”

I strolled to the wooden hut like the King of the World.

Two minutes later I returned with my gift of a strawberry and ice-cream lolly for my new friend.

As she took it from me she patted the blanket which I took to be an invitation to join her.

“I’m Lou.” I introduced myself.