Between Pistol constantly at her hip or the ever-horny duo of Max and PJ wanting to get her in the sack, Peg hasn't been able to get a moment of peace all summer long. With the kids back in school this week and her real estate business in an end-of-summer lull, it seems that Peg may get a day to herself. PJ having taken the school bus, Peg drops her daughter off in front of Spoonerville Elementary School...a beach bag already in the trunk and a bikini beneath her fashion tracksuit.
After wishing her daughter good luck on her first day back to school and getting a kiss on the cheek, the housewife speeds away. After a short tour down the parkway, Peg takes the exit for Spoonerville Harbor and the beach beyond. In no time she's pulling into an almost empty parking lot in front of the dunes. The car in park and the ignition off, she unzips her tracksuit jacket, stripping it off to reveal a strapless, polka-dot, tie-in-the-front, bikini top. Wrestling her spandex-waist pants over her hips and down her ankles...nearly taking her bikini bottoms down with them...she kicks off her tennis shoes and opens the door.
It's not even nine in the morning and already the pavement is burning hot, the barefoot woman skips from foot to foot, cursing to herself as she unlocks the truck. With a pair of sandals and a beach bag over her shoulder, the curvy woman dons a pair of sunglasses and makes her way towards the shore.
Peg pays little attention to the 'beach rules' sign as she passes it by...the usual no glass bottles, pets, or overnight camping sort of stuff. She does, however, note the last item on the list: No public nudity. With only a couple of surfers packing it in after a morning set, Peg chuckles to herself, seeing that she has the entire stretch of sand to herself.
No nudity, indeed.
What with a summer of taking the kids to the pool or various backyard bar-b-ques, Peg has had to wear a family-friendly one-piece swimsuit all summer long. The skimpy, tied-on bikini she'd chosen for today looks rather odd against her hips-to-nips tan line. Well, that is to say, it -looked- odd...right up until she laid out her beach towel and dispensed with the bikini entirely.
Oiled from head to toe with suntan lotion and a smear of sunblock down her nose for good measure, the nude redhead rolls onto her back...her eyes closed behind a pair of black-rimmed, 'Risky Business' Ray-Bans. At some point a metal detector-waving man shuffles past, barely casting a glance in her direction. A pair of passing joggers grin, ogling the vee-shaped pale outline across the expanse of her bare ass.
Rolling over, her dark-colored areola standing out against their light-colored background, Peg can feel a tinge of sunburn across her back. Eyes closing once more, Peg figures she's got plenty of time until she has to retreat to the shade.
Shade, however, finds her first...Peg opens her eyes to a sun-backlit figure looming over her. Startled and unable to see a face due to the glare, Peg instantly covers her private bits with a hand, a forearm draping across her chest...automatically assuming that she's just been busted by a beach cop as he makes his rounds.
Goofy: Ah-h'yuck! Well, hey there, Peggy. Fancy meetin' you here.
Original Art by TerryAlec and Chris Sanders
Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2