Chapter 30

Phoebe had coffee ready for the two women when they appeared in the kitchen, but Anita was so tired that the cook’s attire, or lack of it, passed unnoticed. She and Caroline had cereal, then put the dishes in the sink when Tony came in to announce that the car was warmed up. They put on their coats and headed out to the Cadillac in the front driveway. They settled into the back seat and napped while Tony drove.

Both woke up when Tony was on the ramp for the Adirondack Northway at Glens Falls. “So, when do you head south?” asked Anita.

Caroline said, “Next week, sometime around Wednesday or Thursday. We’ve already ordered up the U-Haul to tow behind the Jeep.” Anita looked curious, so she explained. “Tony and the others load everything we’ll need into the Jeep and the trailer and head straight down to Florida. Meanwhile, Malcolm and I load some stuff into the Caddy and take a bit of a vacation, stopping every once in a while.”

“Sounds like a long trip for Tony and the rest of the crew,” remarked Anita.

Caroline shrugged and smiled. “Tony and Reeves take turns driving, and Phoebe and Jeanine provide entertainment along the way.”

Anita grinned. “I’ll just bet they do. So, where do you guys stop while you and Malcolm are driving?”

“Here, there, wherever. We usually visit a few friends along the way, and we always stop off at Myrtle Beach to see my sister. She usually comes along with us for a week’s vacation of her own.”

“Well, you’ll have to stop by our place. I don’t know if Pittsburgh is too far out of the way for you, but we should show you some hospitality of our own. Stay the night and we’ll have a very private party, just the six of us,” insisted Anita.

Caroline smiled and nodded agreement. “It’s a plan. Before you go home, just give me a number and I’ll call you and tell you when we’re going to be there.”

“Great! And then you go to Myrtle Beach? What’s your sister like?” asked Anita.

In response, Caroline opened her purse and pulled out her wallet. Flipping it open, she showed a picture to her guest. Anita saw a short and pretty blonde, slightly plump but very cute and sexy nonetheless, dressed in a tube top and short skirt. “She must be your younger sister,” she commented.

“By almost eight years. Her name is Debbie,” agreed Caroline. She pulled the photo from the plastic holder, and Anita noticed that there were several photos behind the first one. Caroline handed one to her and Anita’s eyes widened. In this photo, Debbie’s tube top was pulled down to her waist and her skirt was pulled up above her hips. Her legs were spread wide, and she was fingering herself while playing with her large breasts. She was a natural blonde.

“Holy shit! You mean ... your sister ... you guys...”

“Oh, yeah!” said Caroline wickedly. “Get a load of this shot!”

Anita took the proffered photograph and stared at it. It was like something she had seen only once before in a porn movie. Debbie was wearing nothing but her stockings and a pair of high heels and was kneeling astride Malcolm, his cock up her pussy. Reeves was kneeling behind her with his dick up her ass, and Debbie was twisted around to one side, supporting herself on outstretched arms while Tony fed his oversized cocks into her mouth. “Jesus! A TP! I’ve never seen that except in movies!”

“I can arrange for the guys to take care of that if you want,” replied Caroline. “To be honest, I think it’s more trouble than it’s worth. The guys usually like it, but I almost never cum that way. Too many things to think about or do, I guess.”

“You mean you...?”

Caroline shrugged and smiled, nodding. Anita gaped at her.

“Listen, forget about it,” said Caroline, putting her photos away. “Any ideas on what you want to shop for?”

Anita gave her a blank look. “Not really. Maybe a nice outfit. I should pick up some stockings, I suppose, and a new nightgown to replace the one that John ripped up the other night.” She said the last with a big grin.

“Great, I’ll pick up a few things, too.” She leaned over the front seat and said, “Tony, let’s hit Crossgates first, okay.” At his assent, she turned back to Anita and took off her coat. “Let’s get ready.”

Anita gave her a mystified look. “What do you mean?”

Caroline unbuttoned her heavy flannel shirt and began taking it off. “Well, we’re going to be buying clothing, right? Sexy stuff? Stuff to screw around in?” At Anita’s nod, she began removing her bra. “So, we need to lose the underwear. Get down to the essentials. Trust me, if we are going to be trying stuff on and off, it will be a real pain after a while.” Tossing the discarded bra on the floor, she pulled the shirt back on and began buttoning it.

Anita thought about it for a second before agreeing. Reaching up under her bulky cable knit sweater, she undid the front clasp on her own bra, then tugged it off and out the armholes. Unlike Caroline, she hadn’t worn panties, so she simply watched as her hostess skinned off her loose jeans and yanked them off. She did slip off her sneakers and pull her socks off, which Caroline did as well.

Tony disdained parking, simply pulling up to the first major mall entrance. Anita grabbed her coat and began putting it on, but Caroline stopped her. “Tony can let us out and then park the car, right Tony?”

“You got it. Just leave your coats here. I can run stuff in and out for you.”

“Do you really want to tote that thing all over the mall?” asked Caroline. She opened the door and hopped out, and Anita left her coat on the seat. The air was brisk and breezy, but the two ran for the doorway and quickly got out of the cold. Moments later they were window-shopping.

The pair sauntered from store to store, looking to the casual observer to be simply gazing and gawking. This was wrong, however, as they were in full blown SHOPPING MODE. Tony trailed discreetly, at a short distance, passing the time girl-watching and taking the occasional package out to the car. He joined them for lunch in the second-floor food court, but otherwise left the pair alone.