6 Times a Day

Chapter 1235: Chapter 1229 [2.7K words]



Back at the beach, once Alan and Glory got back to where they had left their clothes and things, Glory asked, "So, my adorable young man, what should we do now? I was thinking I could do a little more surfing, but that's not all we have time for. I figure we still have an hour left before it gets too cold and windy to run around naked."

"Speaking of which," Alan said, "we're both overdressed for a nude beach, wouldn't you say?"

"I would." She started to take her clothes off. "And there's a randy not-so-little fellow around here somewhere who's been overly neglected recently, don't you think?"

Alan laughed as he whipped his shorts off and tossed them onto his towel. "Perhaps. Which one are you talking about? Maybe that one over..." - he looked around to see if there were any other men in sight. But something caught his eye.

Glory prodded, "Over...?" She looked at him, wondering why he'd paused in mid-sentence and saw that he was staring intently off into the distance. Her eyes followed his.

Instead of seeing any "penises" to joke about, Alan noticed someone walking closer - definitely a female, and an exceptionally curvy one at that. She seemed to be coming right for them. She was making her way over the hot, difficult to traverse soft sand instead of walking on the hard, wet sand at the edge of the water like most people would. But the sun was sinking in the west and the figure was mostly covered in shadow, so Alan could see little more than a silhouette from his angle.

However, there was something about that silhouette that was strangely familiar. Alan had a feeling that this person wasn't a stranger after all. To add to the mystery, the woman seemed to have frozen in her tracks and was staring back towards him.

And then it hit him. Upon closer inspection, there was enough light for Alan to see the woman had long blonde hair, was wearing a bikini, and had two triangular shapes of curly hair hanging down her front. The bikini threw him off at first, but he finally muttered, "Oh shit! It can't be!"

"What?!" Glory asked. She was staring at the figure too, but couldn't figure out who it was. "Christine! Christine Anderssen, from school!"

"No!" Glory gasped. "Yes! It has to be!"

"NO!" Realizing that she was naked, Glory flopped down to the ground and tried her best to cover up.

That reminded Alan that he was standing buck naked as well. He also fell down and covered up his crotch.

The figure realized that she had been recognized and one could see from her body language that she was struggling with what to do. She stepped back, then forwards, then back again. Finally, she resumed walking in their direction.

"Fuuucck!" Alan hissed at Glory. "It IS Christine, and she's coming right toward us!"

Glory scrambled for her clothes. "What the hell is she doing here?!"

"Damned if I know! But don't bother with your clothes."

Glory already had her bikini top in hand, but stopped. "What? Why not?"

Knowing that Christine was still too far away to hear them, Alan said, "Obviously she's seen that we're both in our birthday suits. I was standing there with my wang half-hard and flapping in the wind, for crying out loud. And she doesn't appear to have a camera... I know that she's kind of phobic about nudity. Maybe if we stay like this it'll scare her off sooner rather than later."

Glory asked, "Are you sure that's wise?" She disagreed strongly with his idea. She picked up a small extra towel she'd brought in a bag and held it over her chest, strategically covering her nipples and crotch.

A new thought suddenly came to Glory. She hissed, "We could be in big trouble - my career is at stake! Admit nothing and follow my lead!"

Christine was closing in on them quickly now, and Alan was unable to say anything more than a quiet "okay" without worrying that she might overhear. However, his sense of modesty, not to mention embarrassment, got to him. He was sitting on a towel nearly as tall as he was, but he also had a smaller towel for drying off that was about two feet long and one foot wide. He grabbed that and placed it over his lap.

Unfortunately for Alan's modesty, once Christine got nearer, her whole body suddenly became more visible. And the sight of Christine wearing nothing but a bikini walking towards him got him very erect in a hurry. Admittedly, Christine didn't sashay like the moving orgasm that Suzanne was when she walked, and in fact Christine didn't put any extra oomph into her walk at all. But just seeing her in a bright red bikini was almost more than his overtaxed dick could take.

Glory muttered very quietly as she stared at Christine, "Jesus H, Christ! You see what I'm saying about how I can't compete? Don't tell me you're banging her too!"

Alan whispered back, "No, I'm not. Really! We've kissed a couple of times but that's about it." Glory was going to ask what kind of kisses, but before she could, Christine got too close. Christine waved and yelled out, "Alan! Ms. Rhymer! Hi! It's me." The entire way to the beach, Christine had been mulling over the idea of Alan and Glory being romantically involved and she'd worked herself up about it. She found it a chore to smile and act friendly.

Alan and Glory also waved back with a marked lack of enthusiasm. Glory gave a "queen's wave" - the kind where you're almost not sure the hand moved.

And then, mere moments later, Christine was right there, standing less than ten feet from the two of them. But her bikini was so tight that when she thrust her chest forward to preen a little, her fabric rode up the underside of her right breast, forcing her to cover up and tug the fabric back down.

She was frustrated that her big moment was seemingly ruined by a "wardrobe malfunction," but in fact it only excited Alan all the more. Her bikini top was so tight that he was hopeful that at any moment it would fly off altogether.

She quickly got her top back into position and then said, "Well, this is awkward. What are you two doing here?"

Dodging the question, Glory said diplomatically, "Have a seat, Christine."

Christine replied as she sat down next to Alan on his towel, "Good to see you, Ms. Rhymer. And you, Alan." She was all smiles, but she added to herself, THEY'RE PETRIFIED! This is a complete disaster! Why did I come here? Alan's gonna hate me! But jealousy drove her on. She had her own beach outing with Alan a week and a half ago on her mind. She'd been very much looking forward to a second such outing, but now she felt like Glory was somehow "stealing" that from her.

Glory forced a frozen smile too, on the outside. "And same to you, Christine. What a surprise seeing you." She shot Christine's question right back at her, asking, "What brings you here?" That Alan was sitting there essentially naked with his teacher was an undeniable fact, and Christine would have to be a fool not to conclude that they were intimate. Christine was no fool. She also wasn't foolish when it came to seeing how upset Alan and Glory were by her presence, and why. She was sure that if they thought she would try to blackmail Glory over this, Alan would never speak to her again. She had to set that right immediately. Christine said, "I'm really sorry for barging in on you like this. Please, I want to assure both of you with all my heart that your secret is safe with me. Obviously, if word got out you'd know exactly who told, so it would be foolish for me to tell anyone." She looked Alan right in the eye. "But aside from that, I won't tell anyone because it would be wrong. It's none of my business, and I shouldn't even be here. Besides that, Alan, I value our friendship highly. You've warned me that it's fun to share gossip but doing so can hurt people in real life. Ms. Rhymer, really, and Alan, I mean it: what you do in your free time is none of my business. I won't tell a soul. I'm sorry for so obviously distressing both of you."

Glory let out a huge sigh of relief. She thought, If there's one person in school I can trust to keep this secret, it's Christine. I never thought I'd be so grateful that she's such a "holier than thou" goody- goody. But still, now she's got this big sword hanging over my neck. I can't afford to piss her off, that's for sure. I want so badly to drop a huge hint or two that she should take a hike, but I'd better keep my mouth shut as much as possible while I sort this out.

Glory said as she clutched her towel tightly, "Seeing how you've caught me naked, I think you

can call me Glory."

"Okay... Glory." The word came strangely to her tongue because Glory had always been just her teacher, Ms. Rhymer. She tugged on her bikini top again as it kept cutting into rather sensitive areas of skin and needed constant readjustment. She consoled herself that at least the bikini bottoms fit reasonably well.

Alan thought denying that he and Glory were having an affair was obviously futile, but went along with Glory's request not to admit anything yet, so he moved the conversation away from the touchy subject. "I'm dying to hear about how you found us here. There's no way this can be pure coincidence, can it? I mean, come on, you'd be just about the last person I'd expect to find on a nude beach, especially since most of the beach is non-nude except for this little section near the end."

Christine thought back to how she'd gotten here. The truth was, when Christine saw Glory sitting in her car in front of Alan's house and decided to follow them, she could guess from the surfboard on the roof of the car that they were going to a beach. She'd been burning with jealousy pretty much from that moment on, since she'd loved her beach outing with Alan a week and a half ago, and she'd been chomping at the bit to go on another beach outing with

him. The

fact that he was doing anything with his history teacher at all was galling enough, but the fact that it was probably at a beach felt like a slap in the face.

Although Christine had quickly figured out that Glory and Alan were going to a beach, she'd

had no idea they were going to a nude beach. There were no signs along the way to forewarn her. It was only when she was walking down the beach and started to see nude people that she began to figure it out. Even then, not everyone she saw was nude - perhaps four out of five were - and she thought that perhaps they were just a few rogue nudists at the most isolated end of a remote beach. It was only when she got to the end of the beach and saw Alan and Glory nude that she fully realized what she'd gotten herself into.

And unfortunately for her, that pretty much ruined her "I just happened to be passing by"

excuse that she was planning on using. However, she couldn't tell the truth, even though she was a stickler for honesty, because the truth was so embarrassing that she couldn't even admit it to herself. The reality was, the main reason she'd come was that she was burning with curiosity and jealousy. She had to see with her own eyes what her love interest was doing on the beach with his, and her, teacher from school.

Her sharp-witted mind went through a series of possible excuses and discarded each one. She knew they wouldn't fly. Finally, she settled on an exaggerated version of the truth as she saw it. The reason she'd given herself for seeing Alan was to talk about the football players threat.

It seemed extreme to come all the way to the beach just to the talk about that, so she hyped up the danger.

"Alan, the reason I came here is because I had to talk to you right away. It can't wait until

tomorrow or even tonight. It's about the football players. I went to your house to talk to you about it, and I saw Glory parked in the car in front. I don't know why, but I kind of froze up. I thought you might think I was going overboard with worries, so I foolishly decided to follow you two and make it look like I just happened to bump into you in a public place." "So you tailed us the whole way here?!" he asked incredulously. Christine dropped her head shamefully. "Yes. I know, I was a dope. I figured you two were

going to the beach because of the surfboard and that's a good place to wander into strangers. But I didn't know you were going to such a far away beach, much less the nude section of one! I followed you all the way to the parking lot and then realized I'd look like an idiot dressed in

regular clothes with no towel or sun block or anything. So I turned around and drove all the way home, got some stuff and drove all the way back. Talk about idiotic, huh? And I did all that just to make it seem like I was casually running into you, and then when I did I realized my whole story wasn't gonna fly. I should have just rung the doorbell at your house and saved

myself more than an hour of driving!" She slapped herself on the forehead, which was a very unusual thing for her to do.

Alan and Glory laughed a bit at that, somewhat nervously. Both of them sensed that there had

to be more of a reason for Christine's behavior. What she'd done was extremely out of

character.

Glory thought, I know what's going on here. There's only one thing that could make an extremely

sharp girl like Christine turn into a blithering idiot: she's in love! Damn. Or at the very least, she's in

lust. She's probably extremely jealous of Alan being with me and just HAD to know what we were up to. He mentioned something about kissing her at some point, and with Alan being Alan lately, it's a slam dunk that she's head over heels. Plus, I can recognize a fellow gossip addict when I see one. She lets her curiosity get the best of her, just like I do. I just hope he can see through her transparent excuses. This girl is dangerous! It's not that I doubt Alan's love for me, not after everything that's happened today, but I am NOT charitable about sharing when there's only one of him to go around.

Hands off, girl!

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