The Ungrateful Wife -- Chapter 4
Ooops, I Did it Again!
The first time I showed Richard my bare breasts it was entirely an accident. I wasn't trying to seduce him and I certainly wasn't trying to show off like perhaps he had been "peacocking", as my husband called it, in his soaking wet boat shorts. Let me explain.
It was early morning the next day and Richard insisted on taking us all water skiing or tubing behind the boat. I was so excited. I absolutely LOVE going fast and couldn't wait to be flying across the water, bouncing on the waves created by the wake. Jason, on the other hand, was not so excited about being both wet AND fat so he declined and Richard graciously gave my husband the option of captaining the pontoon boat behind us in case anybody needed a rescue. Jason was excited to be able to pilot the pontoon and I was excited to get out on the water and go as fast as I can.
After breakfast, Jason and all us girls loaded up on the spacious pontoon boat and Richard had us follow him in his speed boat across the lake to another private dock that was used by a summer youth camp every year. All of us got out on the dock across the lake to do a little exploring and Richard walked us through half a dozen empty buildings that comprised the now-vacated camp site. I couldn't help but notice that all the buildings were unlocked and that there were rooms full of bunk beds, a fully functional kitchen and even a little church building with a half a dozen church pews that would seat about 50 I suppose. Being a self-confessed pervert, I couldn't help but think of how fun it could be to come out here sometime and have some kinky sex in an rustic little church or youth barracks. I was of course thinking about it with my husband but had no idea if Richard would just let my husband and I take a boat out alone.
After we finished looking around the now abandoned camp site, Richard suggested Jason just sit with the pontoon at the dock with the girls and he'd take each of us out one by one for a spin around the lake in the speed boat with the option of either water skis or being pulled behind the boat on a big inflatable tube. I chose the tube, not knowing if I could still get up on skies after many failed attempts back in my twenties.
One by one us girls took turns, going out on the lake either on skis or the tube with Richard giving us our preferred ride based on our preferred speed and amount of wake we were comfortable with. Guen went first, then Tara and next myself.
When it was my turn, I laid myself belly down on the big tube wearing my one-piece swimming suit and oversized orange life vest and told Richard to hit it. Immediately Richard hit the gas harder than with any of the other girls and I found myself hanging on for dear life by two blue plastic handles that were getting increasingly more difficult to keep ahold of. I survived the first switch back of the boat that popped my innertube up over the wake of the boat much higher than I expected. I yelled for Richard to slow down a bit but it was too late. By the second wake I was airborne and hands free of the tube.
I crashed into the lake with tremendous force, water shooting up both nostrils and filing my mouth at the same time. For a bit I was submerged fully and when I surfaced my eyes were stinging and I could hardly open them. It's a miracle I didn't drown. In the distance I could hear my husband yelling, likely asking if I was ok. The whole thing was a blur and I was just clearing my head a bit and wiping out my eyes when I heard the speed boat approaching me at a gentle pace.
Richard was laughing hysterically as he asked if I was ok.
"Too fast..." I said trying to shake out the water from my ears. "Way too fast."
But as I floated there in the water trying to fully recover, I realized Richard was still laughing at some sort of inside joke I had apparently missed. That is, of course, until I realized he was staring down at my chest.
I looked down at myself floating in the water and realized that the force of the collision with the lake had both torn my one-piece swimsuit down off of my big DD breasts but also that the oversized life vest has shifted sideways on me leaving my bare breasts, nipples and all, fully exposed for Richards amusement.
I blushed as I realized Richard's eyes were locked FULLY on my bare breasts and unapologetically so. He had NO intention of looking away to protect my dignity.
"Well hello there!" Richard laughed as I looked up in embarrassment and started to put myself back together even as he continued staring and snickering.
By now my husband was approaching with the pontoon boat, sincerely concerned that I had hurt myself until he realized Richard was laughing and relaxed a bit
"What's so funny?" Jason asked, sensing something amiss. "Is she ok?"
"Oh nothing," Richard responded with a wink to me that my husband couldn't see. "She's fine. She just took a little spill is all."
And that was it. Jason reluctantly gave up pressing right then about what was so funny but later I confessed to him that my top had come down and Richard got a little peak. That, of course, was a mistake as now my husband was paranoid and didn't want to leave me alone with Richard for two minutes, fearing something was starting to develop between us that was getting out of his control. He was right, of course, but even I didn't know it yet. Not until the next day.
The following morning Richard was right at it again trying to get everyone out on the speed boat for a morning spin around the lake. I would have happily gone but the other girls weren't having it, preferring instead to relax and tan in the sun on the dock, and I wasn't about to take Richard up on his offer to just take me if I wanted to go. My husband was already irritated that Richard was repeatedly telling me he would take just me if I was the only one interested. But, like a good girl, I politely declined his third offer that morning and eventually he stopped pressing.
By noonish the group of us had sort of split up doing different things. I spent a little time chatting with the girls on the dock while sitting on a comfy padded seat of the pontoon under shaded cover and my husband got a little sleepy and went inside to take a short "power nap" as he called it.
