Community Involvement Ch. 14 - Sex Stories

Community Involvement Ch. 14

... shaped running east to west. It is about five hundred metres long and about two hundred wide with the lighthouse and accompanying buildings in the middle. The keepers’ house and the other two buildings are constructed of sandstone blocks quarried from the surrounding cliff, as is the lighthouse itself. From there you get a 360 degree view across Broken Bay and Pittwater and up the mouth of the Hawkesbury River, north to the southern suburbs of the central coast some 10 kilometres away, and down along the peninsula to Palm Beach. Eastward all you see is the Tasman Sea and on this day, the sea was just as much at peace as Michelle and I. The tranquillity and virtual stillness of the air, once again, captured the mood between us. "Oh Ray this is glorious. I will remember this forever." Michelle exclaimed as she turned to take in all before her once more. "I know that sounds corny, but I mean it, it’s from the heart. I feel like a tourist in my own backyard.” “For me, it is all the more beautiful because you are here." I said, slipping my arm around her slender waist. She kissed me lightly on the cheek and quickly pulled away. “And to think we are still within the bounds of greater Sydney yet there is no one about. Just you and me.” All I could do was agree with her every word. To try and add to what she had said would have been a waist of time and breath. “Let’s eat! I am starving, especially after that hike up here, but my god, it’s worth it,” she suggested. We spread the mini ...

... feast out on the western side of the plateau to keep protected from any sea breezes that might spring up. I popped the champagne and we toasted ourselves and savoured the delicious fair which she had packed. After eating we laid out together on the rug, sipping champagne and yapping our heads off and laughing like a pair of children. The conversation flowed so easily between us and the breadth of topics was mind-bogglingly extensive. We flittered from subject to subject like a butterfly moving from flower to flower, of which there were an abundance all around us. Then, out of the blue, she asked me about Clare. In particular, if I had feelings for her. Of course I had already told Michelle that Clare and I had made a sexual connection, in addition to the music tour preparations. In fact, Michelle and I had both made a pact as our own ‘relationship’ commenced, that despite the deep feelings we held for each other, we were not about to place restrictions on the other when it came to sexual encounters with other people. Still, for some reason I felt uncomfortable. “I'm sorry for asking you that question. You don’t have to say anything, I understand. It’s none of my business.” “To be honest, I do have feelings for her. Feelings that stem mainly from our sexual activities together. It would not be possible to not have feelings for her and still be bonking her.” “True,” she agreed smiling. “I was just curious. I guess you look after her as well as you do me?” “To a lesser degree.” ...