Chapter 7: Thursday

The next morning, we were woken by a knock on the door.

“You’ll miss breakfast if you don’t hurry!” Sue shouted.

We thanked her and went straight to the bathroom together, had a quick shower and just made it to breakfast in time which was fortunate as we were both ravenous. While we were waiting for the cooked part of the breakfast to arrive, Sue look hard, first at Jenny and then at me.

“Jenny, why are you bright-eyed and even bubblier than normal, while Jeff is looking totally exhausted?” Sue asked with a big grin.

“And now you’re blushing a really bright shade of red, Jenny!” Dave added.

“Leave Jenny alone! Can’t she just be happy?” I asked.

Sue persisted “Jenny, was he good to you?”

Jenny just blurted out “If you must know, he was wonderful. As I told him, it was the most amazing thing that has happened to me in my whole life! Virginity is so overrated!”

“That’s what I keep trying to convince Sue!” Dave said.

“I know that Jenny will give Sue a blow-by-blow account, but please don’t tell anyone else, either of you” I asked.

“Of course we won’t, but I might wink at Jenny occasionally to get her to blush like that again!” Dave promised.

“You’re horrible!” Jenny replied, laughing.

After breakfast, we went down to the beach as usual and walked up to our usual secluded spots in the dunes. When we were alone, I asked Jenny “why don’t you just take off your cossie when you’re sunbathing?”

“Wow!” Jenny replied. “Promise to cover me up if anyone comes close enough to see?”

“I promise” I said. “I don’t want anyone looking at your sexy body but me!”

She grinned and took off her bathing costume, so that she was sunbathing, completely nude.

“You’re so beautiful!” I exclaimed.

“I’m not! You just like to ogle me naked!” Jenny replied.

“You are! But I do!” I said, laughing.

I was enjoying rubbing sun lotion on her back and firm bottom, so I was not going to argue. After half an hour or so she turned over and I rubbed sun lotion on her tits, tummy and legs. After another half hour, I shouted “Time!” To stop her getting sunburnt and Jenny reluctantly got up, put on her cossie and we went for a swim. Sue saw us and they both joined us in the sea. Afterwards we walked back down the beach and got fish and chips for lunch.

As we went back to the beach, a photographer came up to us. “Can I take your photo?” he asked. When he promised to have the prints ready for the next day, we agreed and he took a photo of us all walking down the beach, holding hands together and laughing. We asked him to print four copies of the photo.

We swam and sunbathed some more in the afternoon until it was time to go back for dinner. After dinner I wandered into town with Jenny, the other two agreed to meet us outside the cinema when the film started at 8. We walked through the funfair as it was on the way and Jenny noticed a ‘Lucky Dip’ where you put in a coin and had a minute to use the remote arms to pick up a prize.

“Get me the ring!” she laughed.

I manoeuvred the arms and managed to pick up a small plastic bag containing the ring she wanted. It was a good imitation of an engagement ring, the tinted glass ‘diamond’ looking almost real.

“I’ll wear it when we get back home to wind our parents up!” she laughed.

“I would like to buy you a ring though” I said. “It’s a bit early for an engagement ring but is there such a thing as a lover’s ring?”

“I’d really like that!” Jenny exclaimed, “but whatever you do, don’t call it a lover’s ring when my parents are around!”

We found a jeweller just along the road and walked in. We explained to the young assistant what we wanted and she found the perfect little ring which fitted Jenny’s ring finger. It looked just like a wedding ring at first sight, but it was made of pewter rather than gold. We grinned at each other and I bought it, leaving me with little spare cash for the next couple of days.

We found a chemist, just along the main road as Jenny said she needed some girl stuff. I stood back while she explained to the young male assistant what she wanted. “So, your vagina is a bit sore?” he asked.

“Yes” Jenny replied, blushing bright red.

“I have just the thing and your boyfriend can also use it if his penis is sore too” the assistant said, rather too loudly.

Jenny quickly bought the ointment and we rushed out of the shop, laughing.