Alpine Cougar

By B.J. Boyd

Nancy is a happily married woman and mother of a well behaved teenager. While on a week long vacation in the Austrian Alps, both her husband and her son fall sick. So, she skis the slopes alone. She is also surprised how her fidelity to her husband is challenged and tested by a much younger Austrian man. It is a test she willingly fails inside of the ski resort's saunas.

WARNING! This 6000+ word short story contains graphic and explicit depictions of a woman having extra marital sex with a complete stranger in a sauna as well as an illicit threesome quickie. It is meant only for mature and adult readers over the age of 18.

Excerpt:

The hot air was relaxing for all of ten minutes. Only, it wasn’t the sauna itself that broke her sense of peace. The door opened and a naked man walked in and took a seat, nearly oblivious to her nudity. She abruptly sat up and covered her sweat-beaded breasts with one of her towels. “Excuse me,” she snapped, “but I’m in here! How dare you! I’m going to complain to...”

The guy looked up at her and smiled. She instantly recognized him as the man she crashed into on the slopes. “Forgive me,” he said. “In my country, there are no men’s saunas or women’s saunas. There are just saunas. Complaining to a manager isn’t going to change that.”

“Oh,” Nancy said. “Right.” Sometimes, in her travels across Europe, she, her husband, and her son often forgot how Europeans had quite different cultural values than Americans. One time, she had desperately tried to shield her son’s eyes from all the bare breasts on a beach in southern France. Of course, that was two vacations ago, and still, she had never totally gotten used to the differences in cultural attitudes. So, she didn’t protest, and she didn’t demand the young man to leave. She stayed there, but she also made sure she covered her breasts and pelvis with towels.

They both remained silent for a bit, but Nancy’s eyes were drawn to him. It didn’t look like he had an ounce of flab on him, and his muscles were defined without being bodybuilder over the top. Of course, she tried to make it look like she wasn’t looking at him. Even more, she wondered why she could not pay attention to him. He had sat in such a way where his legs were slightly spread. She caught a full view of his large, flaccid, uncircumcised penis. In all her sexual life before marriage, she’d never seen one before. It looked odd, weird. The more she lay there, the more she wondered what it would feel like to touch it. Only, she reprimanded herself for even thinking of cheating. Only, the sauna’s heat seemed to be doing something to her – as if she was shedding inhibition and wasn’t thinking clearly.

• Language: English
• Publisher: SmutHouse
• Release date: Dec 11, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301653942

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ALPINE COUGAR

by B.J. Boyd

Copyright 2012, B.J. Boyd

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ALPINE COUGAR

Go skiing, George groaned. He rolled over in bed. We can manage.

You sure about that? Nancy stood at the foot of the bed. I’d feel bad if…

All this money we spent on this vacation. Somebody needs to enjoy it.

But who will…

Stop it. You’re sounding like we’re so sick we don’t know how to turn a stove on and off. Billy and I can manage. Go hit the slopes. Have fun.

Nancy went to kiss her husband’s forehead, but he waved her off.

Germs! Germs! He groaned. I don’t want you getting sick, too.

Alright, already, I’m going. But don’t expect me to enjoy myself. That, of course, was a lie meant to make George feel better. Nancy already had her ski pants,