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Janet

05 Sunday Mar 2017

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Soon the water turned from green to blue
as her eyes moved further out
repositioning her glasses
to see the tiny boat
ebbing then flowing toward the horizon
a slight wind attempted to lift the beach umbrella
as she angled her knees upward
repositioning her bikini bottom whilst the children swam
the children were practically adults now
yet they were still children to Janet
laughing and splashing at the water’s edge
as the sun gathered some heat to worry her legs
only her purple toenails sat outside the umbrella shade
yet she was still worried about burning in the heat
she had to worry about something
if it was not the children
or the fact she had so many unfinished chores at the house
it was worrying about how to fill her days
once they had all returned after the summer break
alone in that big old beach house
without Ranald
without anyone

Walking to the water’s edge her toes danced in the shallow surf
she felt the cool rush of white water splash up toward her ankles
the small surge as the ocean pulled the water further out
to leave her standing upon wet sand
in view of Marcia
as she played with her boyfriend Keith in the waves
as young Ian battled the white water closer to the shore
his arm signalling to her
today a swim was out of the question
she was tired
the water was too cold for her
and she needed a cigarette
returning to the umbrella for solace she sat upright
lighting another Marlboro before lying back down
her toes playing with the towel for warmth
Janet’s stomach was still taut
although a fold of skin wrapped over the top of her bikini bottom
another sign of age she mused
gravity was playing havoc with her hips
not to mention her thighs
as her size 10 figure still clung onto her past
only just
another crevice of skin appeared from below the bikini line
as she readjusted her bottoms to remove it from her vision
the bikini wax had been a good one she thought
though that was weeks ago now

Finally the children made the way back toward their towels
Camille lay hers out straight before falling flat
shaking her long auburn hair to one side as she gazed at Janet
Marcia and Keith held hands
as they always did
with Ian following Keith’s every move
as he always did
Poor little Ian,
Janet thought
oh to be the youngest
pushed and pulled through life at the behest of all before him
Yet he was loved,
she reconciled
handing out the chicken wraps and juice to her loved ones
Janet was pleased they were all together
well everyone bar Ranald

Later that night Janet sat on the balcony
the waves now stronger
crashing into the rocks below
the headland just a dark escarpment further out
she could hear Marcia and Keith laughing in bed
as the chimes met a gentle breeze
beyond the cigarettes newly found smoke
for some strange reason Janet felt aroused
perhaps it was mixture of contentment and relaxation
she gathered her sarong to cover her thong
adjusting her t-shirt to stretch out over her breasts
where her nipples were now hard
and erect in the night
the wine felt smooth
easy on her lips
Janet remembered back
to when Ranald had caressed her hips
then softly rubbed her thighs as he spoke with gentle tone
“I’ve always loved you’
he had whispered
her heart within his reach
Her bedroom lamp upstairs
shone red against the sheets
as Janet stretched her legs out
now massaging her feet
the night cream soothed her ankles
then gathered in her knees
as she proceeded to lather her thighs
the liquid spreading with ease
standing to remove her sarong
then laying her crimson thong down
pulling off her t-shirt
above the taut tanned brown
with her bra then removed
to expose her whitened breasts
she lay now flat in bed naked
to feed her tiredness with rest

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Yet her mind drifted back to a hotel room
not long after they’d first met
to when his firm stiff cock
had entered by the rear hole
she had whimpered at first in fright
before relaxing around his pole
before rubbing her long smooth slit
then fingering deep inside
as he thrust in then out
screaming with pleasure and pride
I always love fucking you
he said again and again
I’ll always want you near
he said softly
massaging her thighs once more
Janet now longed for the hotel room
as she decided to close her door
Reaching for the moisturiser
she covered her fingertips
then parted her short brunette mound
to slowly play with her clit
up then down she applied the cream
to wet the buttons face
opening her legs further
to give her fingers more space
with two fingers caressing her nipples
and another two deep in her slit
she began to push in somewhat harder
as a bead of moisture
appeared on her tit
her nipples were hard and erect
pleasing to her touch
her juice hole was now wide open
as her fingers disappeared in the brush
cum drenched and warm they explored
deep and high in her snatch
as she arched back to push them in further
to the upper walls of her gash

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Sliding and pushing them further
in further and further with length
lowering her second hand now
to rub at her clit with strength
as now three fingers entered
the lips of her hungry wet hole
stroking at her clits swollen head
dreaming of Ranald’s long pole
fucking her hole with a passion
rocking her gorgeous double bed
now with her knees lifting up on high
and her ass coming up from the sheet
Janet exploded with an orgasm
sending spasms from her sex to her feet
she writhed and gently moaned
continuing to play with her clit
returning her second hand back up
to softly massage her tit
before sucking her fingers with her lips
to smell her strong scent of cum
before throwing back her hair
to sit upright now upon her pulsating bum

With her robe now encircling her body
and her cigarettes firmly to hand
opening the doors to her balcony
she proceeded to the rail to stand
high above the surf
above her glorious beach
away from the children now sleeping
with the future within her reach
What would tomorrow bring?
she mused
would it bring moments that lightened her day
the palm trees swayed in the breeze
as her smoke slowly drifted further their way
Whatever tomorrow brings
she thought with a new found strength
I’ve loved every minute of today
I’ve loved being back in my skin
for the first time
in a long time
I’m me
now let the future begin

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dreams

14 Friday Oct 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in poem

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you drifted out
then came back again
the same old smile
the same old friend

children now
aligned at the hip
husband too
a clever fit

but for you
as time sets in
are you now happy
and peaceful within

or do you still struggle
for what might have been
had the line been cast further
had the grass turned green

the heat burned your thongs
in the distance once again
watering afar
searching for your bent

or were you merely wandering
till evening fell once more
when you could finally escape
the mundane day to day
dreaming of a paradise
that never came your way

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beyond the birds

11 Monday Apr 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in poem

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Buses then cars clattered on by
Saturday mornings drifted on
the sun wandered slowly
beyond the birds
over the mountain toward spoken our words

Where in the distance I could hear your voice
softly spoken
afar yet near
pinning your hair behind the ear
where our little boy nestled to whisper your name
Mom
he said,
Is summer here now?

I could hear but faintly your answer move on by
Perhaps little one
if not today
it will be soon
gathering up the sun
and circling the moon

Either way
I’ll still love just the same
If only Saturdays stayed all morning
and the future never came

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life chances

27 Sunday Mar 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in poem

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One caravan
eight children
Mum
Dad no longer was required
an invalid
doomed for the grog
in Dungog

Nowhere to go
nothing to do
accepted by emptiness
lonely
pushed aside
like a two cent coin

No one in town respected us
We were losers
treated as a dog
In Dungog

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Twenty-two never worked
a chance
one chance
work
esteem
hope
on the land a full day’s work
escaping the fog
in Dungog

What do I live for?
all alone
my speech is quite slow
my presence untidy
people tend to stare
but it’s me in here
searching for pride.
suicide

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faraway

18 Monday Jan 2016

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Bikes
old trains
goodies and baddies
your friends
Harold
Skekie Backer
Toodle Do
and you
with two toy guns
green and pink
you were the goodie
the policeman of our street
stopping the baddies stealing fruit from all they meet
including Dr Jones when out on house calls
or your sister Sarah
with whom you rode the falls
but what are you to do when the baddies go home to rest
who will you protect who will you select
take your time now boy as you are just a lad
will it be but me your poor old faithful dad
or will it be your mother for whom you love so dear
let it be tomorrow faraway and yet so near

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hugging

15 Sunday Nov 2015

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You kept on smiling
jumping on my bed
leaning into my face
to kiss me once again
racing to the doorway
on my way to work
holding out your arms
hugging at my shirt

I never wanted to leave
for even the shortest time
I was scared
you’d someday grow older
and maybe not be mine

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Sarah “Malcolm’s Prize”

21 Tuesday Apr 2015

Posted by sashaholden1 in erotic fiction, erotic stories

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Excited now! Out on Amazons Kindle Direct Thursday April 23 FREE for a week…

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Only two days until the release of my first story, Sarah “Malcolm’s Prize. I was excited when I finished writing the story late last week. I think readers will love the final sex scene. It’s a bit of a scorcher! A girlfriend of mine said “you’ve been building up for this for so long it better go “out with a bang””….and I believe it will..

A few twists and turns along the way some splendid scenery and good company leads Sarah to her final destination. Here is an extract from the book..

That afternoon in autumn
would change my life forever
a combination of wine, being on holidays
of being away from it all
gave Jess the confidence and freedom to open up
and open up she did
Sarah
she spoke
with her hand now massaging my stomach
slowly
and softly
beneath my tanned firm breasts

I think I’ve turned into Sarah in the last few months..but that’s ok. I enjoyed the ride.

I decided to make the book free at Amazon for a week which means you cannot reach it on Smashwords for a while. Feel free to read it, review it, and most of all I do hope you like it…

If you do not have Kindle or cannot obtain the reader from Amazon I can email it to you..

And don’t forget if you like it I will send you a signed hard back copy…..just let me know..

Have a brilliant week..Sashaxx

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