J popped her tits out for them to see as they walked by. They slowed and stopped, then placed their beach stuff near us, in sight of J. Both men strip...ped off their trunks and were naked. They faced the beach and would have to turn to their left to see J. This seemed to turn her on more as she stood and removed her suit and replaced it with just the see thru coverup. Both men watched her do this rather blatantly. She lay back on our blanket sitting up so that her tits hung down. She asked if I. I glance out the window and saw a couple of guys standing slack-jawed across the street. I recognized one from our favorite watering hole. He'd been in our apartment a few times for "after hours" and I knew he recognized Tia and could probably figure out who those extra hands belonged to. "There Frank" I whispered. Tia giggled. She'd have some fun with him next time we went to the bar. I pulled her away from the window and over to a table where we played poker some night. Today the "poker". Barry went off to the toilet and left me at the bar, it was then the most embarrassing and awkward time of my life would come. I noticed mum enter the room, she hadn’t seen me but was walking towards the bar where I was, for some reason I couldn’t look away she was heading towards me in a dressing gown robe with only her bra and knickers on. It was then she saw me, I thought she would hit the roof, she looked embarrassed but walked towards me. I was so embarrassed I didn’t know what I was going. Both blondes looked delicious in their oversized shirts, and clearly neither was wearing a bra. Angela was wearing my Elvis tour '78, a white shirt with black lettering, which listed places on the back like, "7-eleven, Minot, ND", and "Holiday Inn, Dothan, GA". She had no idea what it said. Yolanda was wearing my "Whip me, Beat me, Make me write bad checks" light yellow T-shirt, which sounded pretty tempting to me.We popped a few beers, each had a chorizo sandwich (or two, or three), and chips..