Sven the younger sighed audibly as the old boat slowly came about on the sun-dappled water. Concentration etched on his face, he sailed as close to the wind as the boat's ancient rig would allow.
The old lug sail was no longer the most efficient of rigs; now, in the light summer breeze that wafted between the islands, and its age what was gained on one tack was lost on the opposite.
As the remainder of the fleet of dinghies with their more up-to-date rigs sailed slowly into the distance, towards the finish line and the afternoon tea and sandwiches that the regatta day promised, they could only watch.
His girlfriend, Kate, giggled as she said, "They'll think you did it on purpose, like running out of petrol!"
Sven looked worried for a moment, and then said, "They will, won't they? I hope they don't tease you - us - too much."
She laughed. "Well, if they're talking about us, they won't be bothering some other unfortunate, will they?"
She stretched, making herself more comfortable on the bottom boards of the boat. She had spread the sail covers out along the gratings to make sure she didn't get marked through her bathing suit. As the suit tightened a little across her bottom, the lines of her sex were plainly visible, and Sven strained to look, without making it appear obvious. From a distance Kate was almost invisible, with just the top of her head appearing above the boat's gunwale. Sven, up on the aft seat, had positioned himself on the boat's lee side so as to help the sails hang and catch the wind better in the light breeze. It didn't seem to be making any difference.
"Lee - o", he muttered as the boat got to the end of the beat, and slowly round they came and started to lose ground again.
Kate squinted along the deck line and laughed. "We're going backwards again!" Facing back to watch Sven's face, it was difficult to read her expression, her eyes hidden behind the sun glasses. She stretched her bare foot out and ran it along Sven's calf.
"Hey, don't do that - I can't concentrate as it is," he said, desperately trying to contain his thoughts and steer his mind away from the growing erection that his swimming trunks were failing to contain, let alone hide.
Kate giggled again, "What's the matter? Getting too hot? You're going pink in the sun!" She laughed, running her toes up the inside of his thigh. She reached the top and brushed her big toe over the lump that was visibly forming. "My - what's this, I wonder?"
