Sharkie, Sharkie - Sex Stories

Sharkie, Sharkie

I’d like to take a step back in time… to the early 80s when I was on active duty in the military and stationed in Greece; on the island of Crete to be exact. For a single guy, Crete was an absolute paradise… especially during the tourist season. The European tourists would visit the island in droves… to drink themselves into a stupor, party until the wee hours of the morning, and fuck like bunnies all night because they’re on “Holiday.” But those stories are for another time… this is about an encounter with an American girl… Katy. Our base in Crete was very small, so everyone pretty much knew each other. Katy lived with her boyfriend, Dick. He was a wanna-be jock, decent as a teammate at most sports, but not quite good enough to be the team captain; Katy was the always visible “cheerleader” in the stands. Dick and I were on different teams in the same bowling league, which is how I first came to know Katy. She had long brown hair, beautifully tanned, bronze skin, and the most captivating brown eyes. In addition to her killer body, she had a smile that could light up a room. I could never quite figure out how she ended up with Dick. She was in Greece on a tourist visa and couldn’t legally work, so Dick covered the majority of her expenses. She was able to pick up a few bucks here and there by cleaning houses and doing other peoples’ laundry. I’d often see Katy at the base Laundromat; the one place where we’d actually interact with one another… we’d chat about nonsense while ...

... helping each other fold towels, sheets and whatever. Every so often, I’d see her walking down the road toward home, so I would offer her a ride. I knew she lived with Dick, so I never “hit on her” or made any attempt to be anything but just friends… until the day she asked me to take her to the nude beach. The encounter occurred one Thursday evening when we both happened to be at the Laundromat. It was the middle of summer and I was wearing shorts and a tank top, as was she. It was obvious she was not wearing a bra, although she really didn’t need to. Not that her tits were small, they just defied gravity. As we talked, she placed her arm next to mine to compare tans. She casually asked where I usually went to lay out. She didn’t seem too surprised when I told her I frequented a nearby, hidden, nude beach. She just got a devilish look in her eye and playfully asked when I was planning to invite her for a “day at the beach?” My first question was; “Will Dick be coming with us?” She said, “No, in fact, he’s leaving for a softball tournament first thing in the morning and won’t be back until the Monday.” I told her to be ready at 10:00 in the morning. Just as we finished folding our laundry, Dick came by to pick her up. As she walked out the door with Dick, I noticed her purse was still lying on the folding table. Just then, she ran back inside, grabbed her bag off the table, gave me a quick peck on the cheek and said “I’ll see you in the morning.” Arriving promptly at 10:00, Katy ...