A Woman Waiting to Happen
Copyright© 2016 by qhml1
Chapter 10: Carrie
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10: Carrie - As usual, I'm not going to tell you what it's about. Just read it.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa
Dad must have lost a lot today. He snatched the money away from us pretty quick, ranting about how people like Mike would never respect us because we were beneath him. I almost defended him, but Sarah, watching me, gave me a head shake. At least he didn’t beat us, and after a few more minutes of bitching, he staggered off, going back to the game.
Poker is how we came to be here to start with. Dad got lucky in a game, and on the last hand, the guy didn’t have enough money to call the last bet. So he put up his vacation. This was one of the nicest campgrounds in the country, reservations were usually made at least a year in advance, and he included all the gear.
He came home that night, singing, with a pocket full of cash, and told us we were going on vacation in three weeks.
Sarah and I were excited at first, and the place looked really good when we checked in. We were behind a big bus size RV checking in, and Dad, already half buzzed, told us he was going to have one of those before it was over. Sarah looked at me and rolled her eyes.
We did almost all the set up, while Dad directed. It was one of the better memories I’ll ever had, sitting around the fire roasting weenies. It was almost like we were a normal family. Sarah went off after we cleaned up and showered, telling me how nice the bathhouses were when she got back. So I waited until every one was asleep, then took a shower and met Mike.
I lay awake a long time that night, wondering if I could do what Mike told me on the deck. It would be a defining moment in my life. If I took him into my mouth and later in my bottom, I would be giving up the last vestiges of my manhood. Forever changed, I would be a woman in every sense of the word. Plus, as the marina manager pointed out, this was just a summer fling, a short term romance that ended when we left. What would I do then?
I woke up to my dad groaning with a hangover. I heard the truck rumble up and Sarah stuck her head back into the tent. “Mike’s here. Time to get rolling!”
I wouldn’t look her in the eye. “I don’t feel so good. I don’t think I’m going to be able to work today.”
Sarah looked puzzled, then turned away. I heard the truck drive off, and then an hour later someone came by in a golf cart, and dad hopped in, flush with the money we’d made yesterday. I gave him twenty minutes and then came out. Sarah was sitting there, under a tree reading a trashy romance novel.
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