As I readied the boat, I couldn't help but hear your entrance to the docks. Voices quieted and men watched with approval as you walked down the dock. Women were barely envious and some were attracted to your stroll on the pier. I raised my head to watch you for a moment. The curve of your legs in those 3 inch sandals was fantastic. I caught a brief glimpse of your neon yellow bikini bottoms as the wind caught your thin coverup. The coverup was more of a tease, but I enjoyed the view of your wonderful stomach which led directly to your fantastic breasts, barely covered in the small triangles of neon yellow cloth that did nothing to hide your hard nipples. The smile on your face beamed out to all around as you stopped at the boat. Doffing your cap, you requested permission to come aboard. I stopped winding the mainsail line and moved to the stern to help you on board. Taking your bag, I placed it on the deck and turned to help you. You stood on the rail and as my hands slid up your waist to just under your fantastic breasts, your arms went around my neck and I was presented with a wonderful good morning kiss.
We cast off lines as the sun rose over the leeward side of the island. Motoring out of the channel I prepared the boat to make sail for some private time on the water. You sat in your bikini on the bench seat behind the helm and steered while I readied sails and ropes for our little voyage.
The boat's larder was stocked with fresh fruit, good steaks, fresh Cuban and Italian bread, rum, and the requisite "emergency" rations. Ice was shifting in the chests beneath your seat. I had spent the better part of the day before getting ready to make sail for 48 hours. Our destination was about 10 miles off the coast of Key West, out of the way of shipping lanes and filled with privacy.
As we cleared the mooring field, I raised the mainsail and started our journey. We caught the wind quickly and began to slide through the water. The breeze caught your hair and your laughter was music in my ears as I raised the jib and we began to sail along at about 18 knots. I sat down beside you and took the helm.
I was rewarded for my hard work as you leaned over and kissed me. Our lips met and you slid your tongue inside my mouth. I kissed you back and before too long, you had spun around in the seat and I was holding the wheel with one hand and you in the other, kissing you deeply as the water slid by and we passed Sunset Key on our way out towards the Dry Tortougas. Your fantastic body rubbed against mine as we kissed. Your hands around my neck, fingers in my hair, distracting me from the task at hand. I asked you to go below and get us something to drink, suggesting some of the fresh mango-orange juice in the fridge. Your sexy ass moved from side to side as you climbed down the three steps into the cabin. The returning view was just as erotic, the sway of your hips and your breasts as you sashayed back into the cockpit to sit beside me.
As we sailed into the morning, I suggested you work on your tan while I got us to our destination. You jumped up and got the suntan oils. Spreading out a towel on one of the chairs between the masts, you dropped your skimpy bikini on the deck and lay on your back. I roped the wheel quickly and moved forward so that I could help you get all the areas covered! I knelt beside the chair and started rubbing your fantastic body down. Starting at your perfectly manicured toes, I covered your feet, up your shins, to your thighs. My fingers brushed your labia as I moved to your waist. I was rewarded with a little groan as I started covering your stomach and the lower half of your wonderful breasts. By the time I got to your nipples, they were perky and quite hard. I made sure your neck and your face was taken care of before I relaxed in the cockpit to get us where we were going. I took a moment and dropped below deck to put some Bob Marley on the stereo, to get us both in a truly island frame of mind. I checked the time so that I could remind you to turn over in 20 minutes, didn't want that sexy body to get burned!