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Don't Drop Anchor Here (Part VII)

Date: 5/22/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

didn’t care about what the neighbours thought anymore. There was so little time left. “Okay well I’ll read the map.” Rob reached out and opened the passenger door for the sexy blonde. She was wearing cute white shorts for the sunny fall day. It was still hot and Veronica’s salmon coloured top was a tight Lycra blend that showed off her firm young breasts. Before they left the driveway Ronnie pointed to the map she was holding in her lap. “So we go up the 405 through Torrance and Inglewood all the way to Culver City. Then we turn onto Highway 10 and go west to Santa Monica.” She looked at Rob with a playful grin. She swatted him teasingly. “Are you paying attention, young man, or are you looking at my breasts?” Rob laughed and blushed. He had been looking at her breasts. Rob loved Ronnie’s breasts. “Okay in Santa Monica we get on Highway 1 and that will take us to Santa Monica State Beach Park. We follow the Pacific Coast Highway. It’s easy. We can’t get lost once we are there.” Veronica looked up and noticed how handsome young Rob was. She was so happy and in love. She loved they way his brown eyes looked at her in such an adoring way. “There’s only one road.” Ronnie lifted her pale blue yes again. Robert was wearing a huge grin. Veronica blushed. “What are you grinning about, young man?” Rob leaned forward. He put his moist warm lips to her ear. “I want to make love to you in the back seat of this car.” Ronnie jumped back shocked. “You do not!” The blonde wife wore a faux ... shocked expression. Inside her heart was thumping madly and she was feeling thrilled. She had never made love in a car before. “Hurry up. Let’s get on the road.” She giggled and looked bashfully at her young man-boy. He was so crazy. He was also so handsome he took her breath away. Her cheeks were still pink and hot from what he had just said. Sex in a car? She giggled nervously. What a crazy idea. Veronica slid her slender feminine hand into Rob’s lap. The horny young blonde rubbed his khaki shorts and felt that he was hard already. She gasped and giggled a second time. “You are such a naughty man.” They had the convertible’s top down and so the wind was blowing. With the sound of the wind and traffic they didn’t talk as they drove. Rob reached over and held Ronnie’s hand once they were on the freeway. They did good time since September first was a Tuesday and traffic wasn’t too heavy. They reached Santa Monica just before lunch. In 1965 Third Street had been turned into Santa Monica Mall. This was a three-block pedestrian only retail mall. Ronnie said she was hungry so they decided to stop and walk around the Pier. It was a sunny fall day by the ocean and perfect for a casual romantic walk. The two lovers strolled hand in hand feeling confident that no one who knew them would be this far from home. By this time in 1970 the fitness freaks were starting to populate the Santa Monica beach. Ronnie and Rob stood and watched as trampoline experts did amazing tumbles and soared into ...