Clueless Clyde in Costa Rica (1): The Saga (?) Begins!
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Clueless Clyde in Costa Rica (1): The Saga (?) Begins!
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Clyde Seeks a Cure in Costa Rica
Clyde is almost 50, recently divorced and wonders will he EVER have sex again? He overhears a conversation that changes his life. Two men his age talk about their trip to Costa Rica and the women there, so FRIENDLY and AVAILABLE (and affordable). So begins Clyde's journey into a world he never imagined: a life of sex, adventure and misadventure in tropical Costa Rica: a beautiful but mystifying and sometimes exasperating land far removed from his native Cleveland. He’s definitely not in Ohio any more.
At Long Last... Whoopee!
She wasn’t bad looking, but she was just not in Vanessa’s class. She had a warm smile and was a little thicker than Clyde preferred, but what the hellâ€ï¿½ back in Cleveland she would be a ten! Clyde took her by the hand to the bed, sat her down and sat next to her. Without much further ado, he began to undress her. She seemed a little surprised by his directness. Clyde noticed her discomfort and it bothered him a little. This was his first experience ever with a prostitute. How was he supposed to know the protocol? But he told himself â€I paid for this, and she’s the pro here. She MUST have dealt with a lot worse than this. I’ll just slow down a little.’
Whether it was because he slowed down a little, or she didn’t really mind, she eventually warmed up and seemed to be enjoying herself. Once they had gotten down to business, Clyde found himself finishing embarrassingly early. This hadn’t happened to him since the early days of his marriage. But the girl didn’t seem to mind at all, and just cuddled up next to him and played with his chest hair.
If it had been over a decade since he had come too soon, it had been at least that long since he was ready to go again in a half hour, as he was now. The second session lasted decently long, and the girl seemed to have enjoyed the sex every bit as much as Clyde had enjoyed it, at least if you went by the sound of her moans and her vigorous movement.
Vanessa and Clyde
Up in the room, Vanessa began putting her goodies [that Clyde bought her] in the dresser. Clyde walked over behind her and grabbed her around the waist. She twisted around in his grasp and took hold of his wrists. She wasn’t smiling. After she had removed his hands from her body, she made a motion with her hand that told Clyde he should hold his horses. She turned back to finish putting her new clothes away. Clyde reluctantly went back to the bed and sat down on the edge. He watched Vanessa putting her clothes away and felt a 'stirring in his loins,’ as they used to say in days gone by. That Vanessa sure was one fine looking babe. A little irritable maybe, but she’d had a hard day, getting her bag stolen and all.
She turned around with one of her bikinis and smiled. She pointed to the bathroom and said 'ducha.’ Well, it was hot outside and who could blame her for wanting to douche? She headed into the bathroom and soon he heard the water running in the shower. Ooh! Shower fun!!! He took his clothes off and headed for the bathroom door. Locked. Damn. He knocked on the door. Vanessa said something, but it was muffled by the sound of the shower. Just as well, since Clyde’s Spanish consisted of 'si,’ 'no’ and 'gracias.’