Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 5 Of 7 - Sex Stories

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 5 Of 7

... have been me that his dear daughter had gotten the hash from in the first place. It made sense then, especially now that they could smell weed smoke from my property, which surprised me. But the fact that he chose to trust a total stranger over his own daughter, his own flesh and blood. Hold on, I was lost for words.

I giggled in surprise and shook my head in pity as I looked at his daughter. It didn't really occur to me that there were parents like him. The daughter turned and followed her father. I followed her with my gaze until she was off my lot and out of sight, then I closed the door behind me and went back inside.

"To think I got away so easily," I sighed, and was actually relieved that I got away unscathed. Things could have ended much worse.

A little over an hour later in the evening, I stood up against the door frame of the patio door, enjoying the moment with my one-smoke joint and the beginning night sounds of nature. Yes, you might think that we have heard that so many times before, but that was actually how my life worked when I was on holiday. I took care of myself, isolated myself from the outside world as much as I could, and drank and smoked when I had the opportunity. The TV was off, and only the living room lamp in the corner was on with dim light from a cheap energy-saving bulb, while I enjoyed my own company.

"Ahhhh," the silence was liberating, and the sky was cloudless, and was not shy to show off its many beautiful stars. They blinked ...

... eagerly down at me, reminding me that it was close to midnight. But the moment passed quickly as my sense of hearing picked up a rustling spectacle from the garden. My eyes darted around as I tried to locate the sound. Thank God they had gotten used to the darkness, and could see most of the garden a few meters ahead.

"Who's there?" I whispered out loud when I spotted a figure hiding behind a couple of my wild bushes.

"What are you up to?!" I continued as the figure emerged from the bushes and slowly moved towards me. It was a nail-biting moment. I clenched one fist, ready to fight, but also prepared to run inside and quickly lock the door behind me. The gentle breeze, and the many sounds of the night, only made it worse for the atmosphere.

A great relief flowed through me as I was finally able to put a face to the unfamiliar figure, who turned out to be the beautiful daughter as she arrived and stood just a few meters from my terrace. It was her long blonde hair that came into view first, followed by her blue cowboy jacket, with a large shoulder bag over it, and a pair of black Adidas pants with white stripes around the legs. She edged closer, and stopped abruptly when her feet reached the tile edge of the terrace. My eyebrows twitched in astonishment as she stared blankly at the ground a few feet from me.

“What do you want?” My voice was softer this time.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" She slowly raised her head and looked sadly up at me with an almost lifeless ...