I realized that Divi had her fingernails dug into my hip and now it hurt. I eased her fingers from me and then she realized what she was doing. She said, “Sorry, Jack.” I didn’t say anything. We didn’t move for a while after both of our orgasms subsided. Our breathing slowly returned to normal. When Divi did move she started gently and lazily dragging her fingers along my cock. A spasm rocked through her as her fingertip slid off my glans to her clitoris.
I pulled back from her and went to the bathroom. Divi’s fingertip ran through her labia continuing the same cycle. When I came back, I helped Divi sit up. She needed to get home before her mother got up. She objected for a moment but I was insistent and she pulled her thong back in place and sat on the edge of the bed grabbing her nightshirt off the floor. She pulled it on and stuck her face deep in the scoop neck and inhaled. She grinned when her face appeared again.
I had recently seen the movie “Apocalypse Now” for the umpteenth time and the classic phrase, “I love the smell of napalm in the morning” came to my mind. As she stood up she leaned forward and sucked my softened cock to her lips and kissed it. I stepped back and she giggled as my glans came free with a ‘pop’. I walked naked with her to the sliding glass door and she opened it and stepped out on the deck. I followed her outside and she pinched my spongy crown and said, “Thank you Jack. That was fun.” I just smiled and didn’t say a word as she walked down the stairs and moved quickly across my yard and disappeared around the corner of her house.
After Divi was gone, I turned back to step inside and noticed that a camouflage patterned fishing boat was twenty feet off my shoreline. Two women were staring and pointing at me. I muttered something like, “Oh fuck,” and quickly stepped through the slider and as I was sliding it closed, I heard one say, “Fuck Ali. Did you see that? Holy shit.” I leaned back to see what they were doing and they weren’t doing anything. They were just holding their fishing poles and had stopped any further progress provided by their electric trolling motor. They just stared at my house for more than a minute before slowly moving on down the shoreline. I chuckled to myself and stroked my soft cock and said, “Hey buddy. You’re getting a fan base.”
Even though I’d had a big meal last night at the Inn Restaurant, I was hungry this morning. I thought about getting dressed and going to the breakfast diner but I wasn’t sure about seeing Donna this morning. I wasn’t sure what to say to her. I knew I had to deal with it sooner or later, but not today. I showered and pulled on a pair of nylon shorts and a tank top. I was thinking breakfast pizza again. I decided to take the kayak instead of the boat. The marina was only a half-mile away.
I was sitting at the picnic table eating my pizza. Power boats were being launched one after another from the Marina boat ramp. Boats from on the lake were pumping gas getting ready for the day. It was mid-morning and fishing boats that had launched at dawn were now waiting in line to be pulled out. It was crazy busy. It was fascinating to watch the frenzied activity. I finished the pizza, disposed of the trash and sat back down to just watch the young kids, teenagers all the way to elderly.