It had been a week since she'd called or texted him and though she knew he would be waiting on the other end of the phone she didn't care! A few texts sent that afternoon had set up the date and made him feel special and wanted. He always made a special effort try to impress her to win her over but it was all in vain. This was her time, her independence, her prerogative.
She had waited all day for this, and although he wanted more from the relationship she had made it clear from the start it was no ties sex; what more could a girl ask for? As she got out of the car and walked towards the boat she squeezed her wet pussy with each step, feeling a shudder that made her even hornier.
He was sitting on the deck waiting, no doubt with mounting excitement; the earlier text messages had seen to that. He had a certain smugness about him that could either be because he dared to think that she finally wanted him or that some arrogance had kicked in although she didn't care. Walking over saying nothing and showing no emotion, not even acknowledging that he was there or that she was longing for him inside her, she climbed on deck. Her clit was throbbing wanting his hard cock. He got up to greet her and as he leant over to kiss her, she stopped him, put her finger against his lips and silenced him before he said anything. There was determination in her eyes; she knew what she wanted.
He sat back down; he didn't know what was going on, but what he did know was that his cock was now stirring and he felt it get tighter. He wanted to grab her, take her below deck, slam her on the bed and take her from behind but he knew she had other things in mind. Making him wait she turned and went below deck. He could hear her moving about, he was excited and getting impatient but consoled himself with the thought that it would be worth the wait.
When she came back on deck he looked at her, longing to be inside her and to feel her soft wet pussy round his cock. Not a word had passed between them, but he instinctively knew not to speak. As she leaned over, her short skirt slid up just enough for him to see she wasn't wearing panties which drove him wild; shivers ran through his balls and up his hard shaft.
He tried to get up to touch her but she pushed him back and sat down opposite him. She could see the frustration on his face and loved the power trip. As she brushed her hair back with her hand he could smell her perfume, he'd missed that, and when she moved her hand down towards her breasts he saw her nipples were hard. He had certainly missed them. He wished he could kiss and lick them, squeeze them and bite them just the way she liked it. She caressed her nipples with her fingers sending shivers right through her back and down to her throbbing clit. He breathed deeper as he thought about her dripping cunt and how he wanted to fuck her hard.