It felt good to be underway again. Sex Was I right, or what?” I could just moan in agreement. Her blonde hair was cut short for easy maintenance on the boat. They were spending a year aboard, cruising around Florida. The boat would ride up a tall wave, then smash down into the trough as the next wave would crash over the bow, drenching the deck. After we had exchanged pleasantries and talk of the storm, Christie said “I need to freshen my drink. Churning along at 7 knots, I’d be there in just under an hour. With the wind howling all around me, I tried to calm myself by reliving some of the exquisite sex I had been having. Suddenly, all hell broke loose. Running into Liz and the unexpected funeral had seen me extend my stay for nearly two weeks. Lots of possibilities. when I dropped anchor in a small bight or bayou, just inside the inlet. They both nodded approval. We sat on their aft-deck enjoying our beverages and the calm after the storm. The waves had increased to 5 to 7 feet, showing whitecaps all around. Christie was a real looker. She gave me an exhilarating blowjob.
