I slept soundly until ten o’clock. My dreams were of a beautiful woman with long hair with a ginger tint. We made love many, many times in my mind and the experience was indescribably pleasant. Of course, I awoke rock hard. I closed my eyes to see her in my mind while my hand stroked slowly to relieve some of the pressure that had built up from my dream.  “Two sex-starved women in the house and you have to masturbate,” Li...

When I awoke I looked around to see that Linda was not there. Jatz was still asleep but in the background, I could hear the shower running so I knew where Linda was. I quietly got out of bed and entered the bathroom. Linda turned towards me as I entered and stepped out of the shower. “Are you alright?” I asked her. “Yes, I’m fine. Why were you asking?” “You didn’t seem to be happy last night. I was just checking that’s al...

During dinner that night Jatz talked incessantly about almost everything: the weather, how she enjoyed her holiday as she called it, how she liked the shopping in Australia, about her family, everything but what was on everybody’s mind--our relationship. This was quite out of character for her. Since she arrived she only ever said a few words at any time but now it was as if a floodgate had opened up as the words came pou...

Ken flew out two days later. He left a day sooner than planned. I assumed that Jatz had told him that nothing would happen until he returned to work. From this, I also assumed that Jatz was at or near her most fertile part of her cycle. It seemed that Ken was getting away so that Jatz could capture my sperm at the crucial time. As with all things at that stage of my life, Linda was in charge. Although I was not going to r...

We were sitting drinking our coffee in Linda and Ken’s bedroom. Ken had tried to pressurize me into agreeing to deceive his girlfriend, Jatz, who he was bringing back with him to Australia when he returned from his offshore work in six weeks’ time.  I had resisted that pressure but unknown to Ken, his behaviour was slowly destroying my trust in him. Rather than liking him I was now starting to despise him. I didn’t feel c...

Linda and I retired to the bedroom. I removed her clothes and she removed mine and we lay on the bed facing each other. For my part, I was quite horny. Linda and I had not made love since Ken had told Linda that he was coming home. I would have liked to but knowing how stressed and concerned Linda had been about her husband’s decision to return in the middle of his work stint, I had not pushed the point. Now, however, we...

I visited Linda every night that week. Each night she asked me to stay with her and of course, I did. We made love at every opportunity. I had purchased some condoms to provide the necessary protection to make sure that we didn’t give Ken a bouncing little gift. Friday, Saturday and Sunday night I spent in the restaurant. On Debbie’s suggestion, Linda organized some tasks for me to keep me away from interfering with her w...

There is a saying that he who hesitates is lost. Up until this time in my life I thought this was just something that people said. I didn’t believe it but following what had happened with Dorothy and then with Carol plus the experience of taking out several other girls who were not interested in dating a week later, I started to consider that the saying may be based on fact. With this in mind, I was waiting at the restaur...

I was feeling down for quite a few weeks after Janice gave me the shove. I may even have been depressed but being a country lad in those days I didn’t even know what depression was. In the country, there was only happy and sad. If you were happy then that was fine. If you were sad you spent time alone, focused on work and you recovered and of course, in time I recovered. As I came out of the darkness that I was engulfed i...

As a teenager, I lived in a relatively small town. My parents ran a farm, so every Saturday I helped them out on the farm and in return, they paid me a few dollars. This helped me out quite a bit because the job that I had in those days didn’t pay well. Every Saturday night, my old school friend, Dave and I would drive the twenty-five miles to the adjoining town which was a good deal larger than my hometown. Like most tee...

Harry was a force to be reckoned with. Harry wasn’t big by any stretch of the imagination but everyone who knew him saw Harry as 'ruff and gruff'. His appearance was that of a man who had spent many hours working hard in the Queensland sunshine. He was brown all over. Even his hair and eyes were brown. Harry’s loud voice dominated every conversation that he was involved in, while his more than confident manner caused most...

Okay, so it was a twenty chapter story, right. Yes, it was but life goes on and I now need to tell the readers what that life looks like. What has happened to the key players and are there some things that didn’t appear in this story? This is about trying to fill in those gaps as best I can. I know, for some it will be boring. I can just see the comments now, "Boring, Goyse! No sex.". But if I don't do this some might say...

Goyse I knew that Ron’s story had to be coming to an end soon because of the age of the children at that stage of the story. He had already told me that Ronnie was refusing to allow him to father his child, well after her son Garry had been born and I knew that he was only just over eighteen months old when they had split up. I was keen to hear what had led to her leaving. Sue had returned from the hospital. I was still a...

Goyse As Shirley and I sped away from Ted she looked at me and asked, “Why did you give Ted a book? What was that about?” “It’s just a story about a couple, Shirley.” “What about the couple?” “It’s about a man who loves his wife so much he wants her to have everything but to give her everything, he has to go without himself. It starts simple. She wants a new outfit but he needs new tools for his job so to make her happy h...

Goyse That night I slept even better than I had for the last couple of nights. Before I went to sleep I thought about what I had promised Shirley and cursed. My sexual attraction and the stimulation that came with it had confused my thought process. I didn’t, in fact, want to have an affair with Shirley. Well, that’s a lie. I did but I was worried about where it could lead. What I had done was just my hormones and sexual...