Summer Mischief: part 1

Warning: Summer Mischief is meant to be a light summer story with a spanko touch, something to read under the umbrella or in a moment of boredom. It will be a slow burn (not THAT slow, but a little slow). There will be actual spanking in future chapters, I just can’t promise exactly when yet – but you are welcome to place bets.

If you end up liking these two young ladies I suggest you stay tuned 😛

Enjoy 🙂

Ps. if you find a mistake and report it to me in the comments, you win a treat! 😛

EDIT: My greatest thanks to Mishi for proofreading this! She’s an awesome editor and now the story should go a little smoother thanks to her! Unless I’ve messed something in this EDIT note too (which sounds like I have)…but I can promise the rest of the story is now written in more decent English! 😀 Hopefully, that will help all the native speakers avoid a lot of eyerolling!

Claudia loved early mornings. She loved starting her day running along the beach on the boardwalk, sniffing the intense, fresh scent of the sea and letting the salty breeze caress her heated skin. She loved listening to the soothing sound of the rolling waves, or taking in the beautiful sight of the clean, crystal waters on a good day, when the sun was still waking up and yet to start warming the world. Most of all, she loved her summer routine in the small village. Her seasonal job, her friends, her relative peace. She loved her life as it was: nice and steady, with some sprints of energizing activity here and there. Or so she’d always thought.

“Hey, Claud, how are ye doing, my girl?” The old man greeted her warmly, with his usual toothless smile. Dear old Alvaro had a soft spot for Claudia. He was a good man, had spent a life as a sailor and now ran a kiosk by the sea. No one had been able to convince him to enjoy a quiet retirement: he liked to repeat that, if he was to live without his sea and something to keep busy with, they might as well bury him now. “What can I get ya, huh? The usual?”

Claudia approached the counter as she gathered her long, dark-blonde hair in a high ponytail, a broad smile brightening her features.

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