The Girl In The Red Panties

After an unbelievable night of passion, he cuts his vacation short. How can it get better? It's a fling at a resort. It can't go on. It's not a real relationship and it can never be one. But little does he know what he'll find when he gets home.

"The Girl In The Red Panties" is the second of "The Girl in Red" series. While each story is fun to read even by itself, I'd recommend reading them in order so that you can better appreciate the characters and their actions.

The first, "The Girl In The Red Bikini" was intended to be a single story. But the characters took on a life of their own and the reception it got inspired me to let them keep telling their story.

This title contains material not appropriate for minors. That's what makes it so much fun to read.

EXCERPT:

The ceiling looked odd. Something wasn't right. Something was different. 'Where am I?' I wondered. Then, I it hit me. I'm on vacation. I'm at a resort. There's a bar downstairs, a club down the street, and a beach outside.

Somewhere in this building is the woman I met on the beach and had amazing sex with. I got a good night's rest, the best sleep I had in a long time. My stress was washed clean and I felt like new man. That release had been good for me. She was good for me. I could seek her out for more but I knew it was better this way.

Yesterday, she saw I was interested but I was too beaten down to make a move. She came on to me. But after that, I took control. I took my manhood back and reveled in it. We'd had a night like I'd never known. The desire for more of that, for more of her was thick in the air but I knew it wouldn't last. It couldn't last. Tomorrow, I was scheduled to fly home. There was no reason to stay if I wasn't going to see her again. It was better to enjoy a hot, exciting vacation fling and walk away. Move on with my life. Make a clean break and get back to the real world.

Room service set up breakfast for me on the balcony. I watched the waves break on the sand and savored the salt air while I ate. A quick call to change my ticket and I was out the door before I could change my mind.

I got home a day early. Nothing I did would make my vacation any better. The flight attendant woke me when we landed. I had an extra day to recuperate and recharge before anyone expects me home. I grabbed my bag and stepped out to hail a taxi. Just as I reached for the door, someone bumped me aside.

When I turned to give them a piece of my mind, she was standing there. She looked tired, a little frazzled, but just as breathtaking as she'd been stretched out on the beach in her red bikini. How did she get here? We stood there staring at each other for so long, someone took my cab. My brain slowly started working as they sped away.

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