"Maybe he's flipped out?" Barbara thought to herself as she awakened.

"Maybe Craig should seek psychiatric help," her thoughts continued as she showered and dressed for a day out of the house.

Kelli had called her early and said that four potential buyers wished to see the house today, and rather than sit around while some namby pamby people picked her house apart to set her up for a low offer, Barbara decided a day at the beach would do her good.

She hadn't been out to Del Mar in ages it seemed, and the white hot sand, and azure sky seemed to be beckoning her.

She dressed casually wearing a halter top and cut offs, and admired her maturing, yet very attractive body as she placed a pair of pumps on her feet.

"Sexy as hell," she thought. "Maybe I'll attract one of those young stud lifeguards," she continued as she drove over the Del Dios highway to Del Mar.

As she drove through the serene countryside on the way from San Carmel to the coast, her thoughts wandered back again to her meeting with Kelli to list the house. Without being aware of it, she felt a wetness between her thighs and her pussy tingled as the remembrance of that pretty girl's warm sucking mouth on her clit.

Barbara Rush? she asked herself, are you really a lesbian?

Spreading out her towel near the lifeguard station she exchanged looks with the handsome bronzed young man sitting high above her. He seemed to be oblivious to the comings and goings immediately around him, as his eyes seemed to be fixed in a perpetual stare out to sea.

Of course that didn't stop him from checking out all the hard bodies that walked near his station. He did it in such a detached way.

Barbara Rush felt a heat inside of her that her body could still attract the looks from young men. She immediately felt a second twinge of pleasure at this new thought going through her.