Stranger Stories

I spotted you in a bar, where you were sat, cross-legged gently cradling a glass of wine. I noticed the lace of you stocking tops and couldn’t take my eyes off your shapely thighs. You were laughing and chatting but you knew I was watching and little by little allowed your skirt to ride higher and higher. I was with some friends. I’m pretty sure they were talking but I have no idea what was being said because I was drinki...

I watched her walk down the beach to sea. The beach was white talc sand leading to the glittering turquoise of the Caribbean Sea. We were on a tiny paradise island a short boat ride from the main island. It wasn’t deserted but people were few and far between. We were both on an adventure package holiday that was mainly made up of singles of various ages. Brooke had first caught my eye on the flight so I was pleasantly sur...