I asked Howie if he had any Halloween photos and he said that “The american halloween thing has only come over in the last 10yrs or so. Just a few kids dressing up really.”
So Howie’s adventure on Stradbroke Island continues. Does he get the girl?
Later that day we cleaned the place up a little as 3 girls were coming for the weekend. Hoggy’s little sister Cindy , Lucy and Alison.
We were worried they’d tell our families what we were doing over here so we wanted to keep them happy.
My eyes were drawn to Cindy. She was really tall , nearly 6ft, well shaped and beautiful with straight hair hanging to her bikini bottom that seemed to defy gravity by not slipping between her well rounded bum cheeks.
I couldn’t believe she was just 16. Especially in her bikini where I saw her well rounded breasts being firmly held by a tiny triangle.
I felt my age even more that day. The boys didn’t want to hang around with the younger siblings so it was left it to me to look after the girls.
I couldn’t get my eyes off Cindy.
We swam together , laughed and splashed , several times having to point out to her that her top had been washed aside in the waves exposeing very dark nipples and no tan lines. We became close during the day but the age gap kept me from treating her as anything more than a young friend.
That night , as usual ,we drank and told lewd jokes , which shocked 2 of the girls but Cindy seemed okay with it.
The others nudged cindy and I as they had noticed our friendship. Her brother , hoggy , didn’t seem to mind at all but I excused myself ,before I gave in to any drunk fueled lust that I might regret the next day ,and went to bed early. I was fast asleep. The noise had died down outside and I could hear snoring and slow breathing of sleeping people. It was pitch black! The reason I woke was a feeling of someone slowly picking their way through the van towards me.
I lay facing the wall trying to focus my hearing on who it was moving slowly , feeling their way behind me. I felt the matress sink and a warmth on my back , then a soft hand lay on my hip. Cindy’s very long straight hair draped over me and I felt her warm breath on my cheek. Her firm young breasts pressed into my back.
I twisted to face her saying ” cindy we can’t!”. She wore only her tiny bikini so I could feel her almost bare body draped over mine.
She held my face and kissed me. It wasn’t a kiss of someone who didn’t know what she was doing.
I whispered “noooo” although it was difficult to deny her.
My eyes had adjusted enough to see her outline as she reached behind her to undo the bow that was the only tie holding her top on.
Even though I couldn’t see them just knowing her firm big young boobs were bared stirred my desire. I began to raise my hand to her breasts when I remembered her age. Again I said “cindy we can’t”.
In the dark I felt her relax then her hair covered me again as she lent down for a last soft kiss before tip toeing outside in the dark.
Back at macca’s a week later I regretted my decision now after Al had told me that cindy was willing to go all the way with me that night! When I asked hoggy where his sister was he told me she had gone to live with her 26yr old boyfriend in Mackay.
She was one of those kids that matured really early so she had looked 16 when she was 11. She’d never liked guys her age and had always dated much older men.
What made it worse was that they all knew she had gone in to stay in my bed that night but that I had said no to her.
They laughed at me as I pouted and sulked while kicking myself and thought of what might have been.
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Meet Howie… a 53 year old happily married man living in Queensland, Australia. Unfortunately for Howie, his wife is no longer interested in sex. But, Howie still is, and since he loves his wife, and would never be unfaithful, he seeks relief from sex workers. Howie is not a writer, just an ordinary family man who keeps a diary, well hidden I’m sure, here is a page or two.
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The maturity of holding back is admirable. Even if it didn’t seem so at the time.
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Thanks gem , too sensible for my own good sometimes lol.
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Being into much older men…wow she sounds like me. Tempting the much older man even if people might deem it as weird or inappropriate…she sounds like me. Haha.
Looking back on things, would you have done anything different?
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These days I feel I should have taken more oppertunities when they arrose. I was thinking of myself at 16 and how innocent I was , but since then have learnt that many of the girls I knew back then had been sexually active by 16 so it wouldn’t have been such a huge deal that I thought it was. In those days it was intercourse or nothing , so if I could go back I’d play more without penetration. Does that make sense? ❤
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I think it’s a good thing you held back, Howie, because I think you would’ve regretted it even more had something happened. Life can have strange twists and turns.
~ Marie
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Couldn’t I have played some more though marie? Oh I guess you’re right! SIGH😩
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You did the right things – and that matters
May
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I guess…. can you tell I’m pouting 😉
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easy to look back and say what if but knowing you did the right thing for the right reasons is what makes you a man.. i was taught to treat women like my sister or mother. so it took me awhile before i ever had sex. And it was at her lead not mine.
So i say bravo to you
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Appreciate your support. I used to spy on my sister so maybe just treat them as my mom….then I wouldn’t date at all ha ha.
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What a disappointment. And I often hear that you have to be able to say no.
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Ha ha , that sounds a little like you are saying only other people say no and that you always say yes.
Thank you for reading lisa❤
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This sounds like a hard situation but it was a good decision I think. I enjoyed reading about your encounter. Missy x
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Nice to meet you missy and thankyou xox
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Howie – thanks for sharing. I understand your temptation and I’m sure Cindy wanted more,but your gut said it wasn’t right for her or you, and IMO your gut guided you right. A little teasing from your friends is a whole lot less painful than if Cindy had been too immature to take things further and you had followed your desires.
You know what, I bet most of us wish we’d done a little more ‘no strings’ fooling around in our youth – I love hearing about yours!! (love the description of her hair and the bikini bottom) xx
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Thanks for your support posy. A lot of ‘if only’ , but that’s hindsight for you. I’m glad you mentioned her hair and bikini because they’re the 2 things I remember most of her😎
Xox
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