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Continued
Beth moved her hands softly and nervously about my lap; giving me the impression that it was truly the first time she had touched a man before. She made sure that every part of me between waist and thighs was well covered with lotion and her face glowed with self-satisfaction. When finished with me, she rubbed her hands together and ran over her breasts to remove the excess.
"Okay," she remarked proudly. "All set!"
"If you don't mind," I said softly looking down at my erection wagging in the sun. "I think I'd like to sit here for just a moment to sort o let things cool down."
"Okay," she replied, bringing her fingertips to brush lightly against my rigid cock.
"And that's not helping!" I remarked.
I laughed and the girls tittered and in a couple of minutes I was settled back into my lounge. The remainder of the afternoon went smoothly with the sun and wine relaxing the girls and the fridge full of Heineken keeping me mellow. At one point, completely unaware of my nakedness, I moved over to the railing just for the breeze and a good look around the lake. I became aware of someone moving up beside me and looked over to see Lauren staring out at the lake. Whether conscious or not, her hand slipped on top of mine and she let it remain. Standing so close to this naked young woman, her trim young body glistening with sweat and lotion, her light brown ponytail trailing in the breeze, I tried to think of something to say but couldn't think of a thing. She pulled her hair tie from her ponytail with her other hand and let her hair tumble about her shoulders.
"What was that business with Beth?" she asked after several minutes had passed with just the two of us standing there enjoying the breeze and the sights and each other's presence.
"Nothing really," I said. "I think it was curiosity and peer pressure coming together. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know," she said turning around to lean back and rest her ass against the railing. "I guess this sounds stupid, but I had started to think of you as mine. It's not like you're my boyfriend or anything. I mean, you're just my neighbor and a married man and all that. But our flirty little business this summer has woken something up in me. When I mow the lawn and show off for you, it gives me a feeling that I've never had before. I get feelings I've never experienced before with any of my boyfriends or lovers. Does that sound strange?"
"No, because I've felt sort of the same," I replied. "There I am, getting away from the pressures of the work week by doing my gardening and yard work, and along comes this pretty young woman who captures my imagination. I've never been a peeper or anything and here I am watching you put on this little show for me and I can't pull myself away."
"Does it turn you on at all?" she asked, looking directly up at me at my eyes.
"Frankly, yeah. It does."
"Me too. And I just don't want to stop. In fact I want to do more, go farther each time," she said with a laugh. "Last week I was going to strip naked for you before that car came along. I mean, there I was in my front yard ready to go naked where anyone could see. Just how risky and stupid is that?"
"I know," I said. "Maybe it's better that we talk about it and get out in the open and get a handle on it before we do something really dumb."
"But that's just it. Doing my little dance for you has built up this passion in me that just won't go away. I want you, Johnny. I want you to make love to me."
"Whoa," I said taking a deep breath. "Man, I don't know. I mean, it's not like I haven't thought about that."
"So you have thought about it."
"Yeah, but I'm always able to dismiss it, though lately it's become harder to do."
"So do you like jack off or something?"
"Is that what you think?" I replied sort of shocked by her words.
"You always disappear inside right afterwards," she said. "I figure that you go inside and jack off or grab the old lady and bang her or something."
"Well, or something is more likely. Although a cold shower is often the best cure."
"So I do turn you on," she said looking very serious and intent.
"Yeah."
"You get all hard and bothered?"
"Yes, very much so," I said watching a big smile grow across her face.
"Cool!" she turning back around to look off the stern of the yacht.
I turned back as well and leaned over to rest my elbows on the railing. She leaned her head over to rest her cheek on my bare shoulder. I thought the heat from her face would burn right through me. Almost as if by reflex, my arm reached around her waist and pulled her to my side.
"Okay, you love birds!" said Suzy as she approached us at the railing. "Break it up."
Lauren and I broke off our brief embrace and stood up straight at the railing.
"I guess that was pretty obvious," I said.
"I really don't care," Suzy said laconically. "I don't judge people and ask them not to judge me either. We're going to be pulling up in Harbor Beach tonight. I thought I'd treat you all to dinner at the Wharf."
"Tonight?" I replied. "I thought we'd be back home tonight."
"Didn't I tell you?" said Lauren. "We're staying overnight and heading home in the morning. You don't have something going on, do you?"
"No, no. I'm cool with that."
"Well there's plenty of room aboard. Captain Mike and the boys have their own quarters below. I'm taking the main stateroom. There's three other cabins and everyone else can pair off however they want."
"There's some odd numbers in that calculation," I said with a smile.
"Hey, calculus isn't my long suit, all right?" Suzy said. "Anyway, we'd better get down and cleaned up for dinner. We'll be putting in soon."
"Sure enough," I said.
As we turned back around, I noticed that the other girls had started to get dressed and clean up the deck area. When I went to do the same, Lauren leaned up and licked my ear and nibbled on my ear lobe.
"I meant what I said," she whispered.
As I paused to look at her, she just smiled sweetly and moved away to get dressed and go inside. Once inside, we began to sort out arrangements. True to her word, Suzy took the large stateroom; Cindy and Beth took one berth; Gretchen and Lauren checked out another and I took the remaining spot. It was a small space, with just enough room for a twin-sized bed, a built in locker and a nice window looking out starboard. The girls took turns showering and finally I heard Beth call out, "Johnny, you're up!"
I found my way to the shower and found a pile of fluffy towels waiting. It felt good to strip down and wash the lotion and sweat from my body. Just as I finished rinsing off and getting ready to soap myself down. I heard a giggle and a lovely naked Lauren slipped into the shower with me.
"Come on, soap me up, neighbor!" she said slipping into an embrace with her arms up around my shoulders and her slender little body pressed up against me.
I turned her around and got her directly under the showerhead. She leaned her head back and let the water flow over her. She tilted her head forward, bringing us face to face, her mouth a breath away from mine. I leaned forward to kiss her as she pulled her naked wet body as close to mine as possible. What started as a light brushing of two pairs of lips, turned into a hard wet passionate kiss with plenty of tongue and nibbles and heavy breathing. As she clung to me, my hands reached around to cup her ass and she brought her legs up to wrap around me, rubbing her shaven little pussy on my stiffening cock.
"I want you to fuck me, Johnny," she said hoarsely into my ear. "Right here, right now."
"Hey, wait," I said trying to peel her off from me. "If we're going to do this let's do this right."
She glanced up at me with a puzzled look on her face.
"Let's get cleaned up and go out and have a nice dinner. If we go the next step, I want it to be making love more than just fucking, okay?"
"You want to make love to me, not just fuck me?" she said with a look of wonder now spreading across her face.
"That's the only way I know," I said.
"Okay. Fair enough," she said breaking away. "But you're still going to soap me up, right?"
"You can bet on that little missy," I said grabbing the bottle of liquid soap and squirting it onto her.
We probably spent a little too much time in the shower making sure each curve and crack and crevice was thoroughly clean.
"I never knew a shower could be so sexy without actually having sex," she said as I watched her towel herself off.
Everyone else was dressed and waiting for us on the sundeck by the time we joined the party. We were so caught up in our little tryst that we hadn't noticed that Captain Ron and the boys had pulled us into Harbor Beach and tied the Cormorant up. The Wharf was a short walk from the marina and we all had a great time. The girls and I were all sporting a glorious glow from our afternoon of sunbathing. For some reason, Lauren ended up sitting across from me at the large round table that accommodated our party. I had Beth on one side and Cindy on the other. During dinner, I noticed that Suzy and Captain Ron were getting pretty chummy with each other. Mike was trying to hit on Cindy at first, then Gretchen with better luck. Tim was working on Lauren and Beth with less success.
After dinner, I sponsored a round of cognac for everyone. Right after that, I felt Cindy's hand creep onto my left thigh and Beth's work it's way on my right. It was hard to keep a straight face and they each rubbed the warm flesh of my sunburned legs and eased their way up toward my crotch. Their intentions were interrupted when I felt Lauren's naked foot ease its way up to chase the others' hands away. Cindy turned almost immediately back to Mike and soon was hanging loosely on his shoulder.
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