1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 09


    Date: 10/18/2015, Categories: Diary, Male/Female, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    generous breasts quite nicely. Little blue shorts, made of lycra, hugged her hips and buttocks as if it was a second skin. I was certain that Trish did not have any panties on today, either. I could easily make out the outline of her sexy, little pouch underneath the shorts. Tanned and chiseled, sculpted legs eventually gave a way to a pair of blue sneakers that not only matched Trish's shorts, but put the perfect capper on her outfit as a whole. I watched Trish do the _Romanian Deadlift_ five more times in succession, until she returned the cumbersome weight bar to its appropriate rack. She took a healthy chug of her bottled sports drink, then went over to the small sink and got a cold washcloth. Trish took a deep breath and dabbed her face and forehead with it, sighing contently. "How have you been faring since we made our return to the island?" was my question for her. "Feeling any better?" Trish glanced away from me for a moment, but soon her eyes drifted my way and she frowned. "No, not really." "Anything I can do for you, sweetheart, just let me know," I told her. "You know I'll do anything for you. It's just... I know the pain is there for you, and it is burning me up inside that there is nothing I can do to make it go away. But if there is anything else..." "I know you mean well, Jeremy, and I appreciate it," Trish assured me. "I am doing a little better each day, I think, but we are talking _inches_, not great leaps and bounds. I still find it difficult to believe ...
    that my father is dead. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him physically. He was still young and in good shape... there was no way I could have been prepared for his death, maybe soften its blow a bit. I know when my uncle died, it was from cancer, and everyone in the family knew it was coming. It did not make things easier, but we all took peace in the fact that he was no longer suffering and in a much better place." "With my dad," Trish continued, "he died in a car accident coming home from work. The accident was not even his fault." She took another deep breath, her eyes closed for several seconds and becoming watery. "It isn't fair." "I'm sorry, honey," I told her. What else could I say to Trish? There was certainly nothing I could do. When a couple proclaims "I do", they promise to love and comfort each other for better and for worse. How often, though, do the vows specify exactly what they are supposed to do - especially during the rough patches? How does a husband console a wife who lost her father, with whom she was very close? How does a wife, on the other hand, comfort a husband who is aching from the loss of his best friend? I stood up and walked over to Trish, then simply embraced her. "I don't know what to say, but I want you to know that I care about you, and I love you," were my heartfelt words for her. "I will always be here for you no matter what." "I'm glad we came to the island as a family, Jeremy," Trish informed me. "I'm very glad, and happy. Everyone ...
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