Father Goose - Sex Stories

Father Goose

... together in the pool they'd be sly and touch me but outside of the pool they left me alone and I left them alone.

Between four women of my own I was being kept busy and sated.

But I'll admit to having my eye on what I didn't have.

So that battle at Milne Bay didn't leave us alone. Even though it was a good 200 miles away we still saw a few air battles and a few fighters attacking Japanese shipping.

On the sixth I was out fishing with Stephanie when came along a Japanese Daihatsu-class landing craft about a half-mile offshore. It was heading towards the action when a Bristol Beaufighter (a kind of long range fighter) came down and made one pass blasting at the Daihatsu before heading due south.

The Daihatsu turned towards our island and both Stephanie and myself ran off to gather the ladies and open the arms locker. I passed out what few guns we had and went over the instructions on how to use them.

Going back out to Stephanie's fishing spot I saw the Daihatsu hung up on our reef maybe four hundred yards out. I could hear the motor sputtering but it wasn't moving.

"Here." I said to Stephanie as I handed over my rifle, "Keep an eye on me."

I waded into the water and then started swimming out through the tricky reef. It took me twenty very nervous minutes to get out to the Daihatsu. It was just barely grounded and the motor was almost idling. It was making just enough turns to keep it pressed against the reef.

Cautiously I climbed up on the reef and ...

... peeked into the boat. There were lots of crates and two guys slumped over at the stern. I climbed aboard at the bow and gingerly made my way back to the stern.

The one Japanese guy had been cut in half. The other was shot up pretty bad and it was clear that he was the guy who had turned the boat towards our island. He said a few things in Japanese and I had no idea what he was saying. He wasn't long for this world.

My bigger problem was this boat. If I left it where it was then other Japanese would find it and come get it and they might get curious about our island. If I sent it back to sea it could circle back. Boats often did that.

Figuring out the controls I reversed the boat off the reef. There was a struggle to get the prop in a forward direction and then it engaged. The damned thing handled like a barge! Threading the needle of our tricky reef I managed to get the boat safely into our hidden pool. The next trick was shoehorning the thing past the wreck of the Galene. There wasn't much room.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I beached it and then shut it down. Checking the one Japanese guy I wasn't surprised when he hadn't survived.

The ladies were right there when I dropped the ramp on the Daihatsu. The first order of business was handling the two Japanese guys. As much as I wanted to bury them I knew it would be held against us if more Japanese came along. At best we'd get beheaded. At worst...

Their bloodied unforms ended up in the kitchen stove and ...