Michael returned to the solitude of his living room after storing the kayak and a few other things in the shed built under the beach house. The wind was gaining strength and the sky was growing angry. He stopped and turned around to gaze out through the window. He could see the waves beginning their dance as the peaks began to fill with the white froth. He turned on the small radio that sat on the kitchen counter and it instantly told him everything he needed to know..."The National Weather Service has issued a severe storm warning for the western coast of Florida effective until 10:0… 続きを読む

Althopugh the sun was trying to peak over the horizon, the angry gray clouds continued to fight back with a vengeance. Michael looked out of his living room window as he studied the wind whipped waves. Watching as the white tops grew larger and larger, spitting foam with every gust. Michael knew today would not be just another day in his private paradise. As he drank his third cup of coffee, Michael realized it was time to find his radio and think about securing all of his outdoor belongings...the kayak, bicycle and the lawn furniture. After searching for several minutes, he located it i… 続きを読む

Michael spent the rest of the morning doing as he had for several months..reading emails, watching the few tourists who braved the rocky point to fish or scavenge through the rocks for shells or other little trinkets. as the day wore on, he realized that he would have to travel into the small town and pick up his supplies...not that he needed much, but it would give him an opportunity to get his mind off the woman he had seen earlier. His mind seemed to constanly wander back to the images of that morning...her tight muscles, her slender legs dangling softly over the sides of her kayak, the s… 続きを読む

Like many people over the years, Michael had moved here to the beach after a nasty divorce. The whole process, the fucking lawyers always with their hands in his pockets, a judge that was interested in her re-election campaign and then there was the cheating, fucking slut of a wife left him drained. He had gone through months of hell as they disected every part of his life over the last 18 years. All he wanted now was to lay back, relax in his little, private beach house and enjoy some time for himself. The house wasn't much, but it was his and they never found out about it in the… 続きを読む