Alex swung open the door of their room, calling to his wife to tell her I was there. Debbie came from the bathroom wearing a sheer white night gown. I could see her tanned body underneath. She looked gorgeous. I tried to look into her eyes as we shook hands. My eyes did fall once upon her breasts. Debbie’s breasts where perky and with those puffy nipples. Alex handed me a drink and we clicked out glasses together with a “cheers”. Debbie sat on the edge of the bed Alex sat beside her. I sat in the chair next to the lamp table. I took a sip of my drink as Debbie crossed her legs displaying most of her ass under the short nightgown. Her skin was silky smooth and her legs where well proportioned.
Debbie was the talker of the two. She told me where they had come from and that this was their second sailing cruise in three years. She told me that a sailing cruise was much more fun and “intimate” than the big cruise trips. The word intimate had a new meaning for me, with her sitting there with her bronze tits under the sheer nylon and her tapered legs and hips almost within my reach.
I noticed Alex yawning. I stood up, empting my drink and excused myself for the evening.
Alex and Debbie had been nice to me and I had thanked them for being so. As I lay on my bed, all I could think of was Debbie. I knew she would be the one who would lay topless driving me to drink while on the boat. My hand found my hard cock and I stroked it slowly until I felt my orgasm building. My brain focused on Debbie’s bronze tits and my tongue licking them, my hand moved faster and faster until I spurted my lust over my stomach.
The next thing I knew was the knock on the door. It was five thirty, time to get up. I dressed quickly and took my bag down stairs to the front door. Terry was waiting to take us to the dock. The others slowly made it down. I noticed Candice was carrying her own suitcase as her father was carrying his and his wife’s. I quickly took the suitcase from Candice and carried it out to the van. I handed the suitcase to Terry and made my way to the side doors of the van. I was the last one to board and the only seat left was next to Candice. She smiled and said ‘thank you’ to me for helping her. Candice was, well cute. I say that because she was young. I looked her over briefly, as I didn’t want her parent’s to get any ideas. She was tall and athletically built. Short brown hair and big brown eyes. Her legs looked powerful, but they had a beautiful taper to them. She was wearing very short, shorts.
I was looking out of the window at the countryside, being quiet and taking it all in. Candice broke the ice. She asked me if I had ever sailed before. I told her no.
She had not either, but told me she had come to the island on her senior trip two years ago. I started doing the math, figuring that she was not a child. Then wondering if I would ejaculate on my chest tonight thinking of her long legs over my shoulders. I was very happy to learn she was twenty and not sixteen.
We arrived at the dock just in time as my cock was tightening in my trousers. We all left the van and stood at the entrance to the dock. Out before us was the Flamboyance. She sat there on the blue water in a very erotic way, swaying back and forth in the slight breeze. Her masts rose into the blue sky, and the contrast of her wooden deck and her white hull made her inviting.