Parasailing Excursion
While on vacation with my best friend we signed up for a parasailing activity one day. I'm a bit freaked out by going up so high but I'll give it a try. Karen can be rather persuasive.
On the day of the parasailing Karen begs off. I decide to go for myself. I make it to the dock just in time to hop on board and off we go.
Immediately, I notice this really sexy man who moves around the boat like he's on land. I noticed this because my clumsy ass almost face planted on the way to my seat up front. He hooks the 1st couple up and checks that they're snug. Away they go.
I look up along with everyone else. Oh shit! I can do this. Okay. I need a distraction. Hmmm! Hottie is heading to the front of the boat. Perfect! Oh what I would do for some of that. He looks over & catches me staring. Smooth on my part, I know. I can feel my cheeks begin to burn.
When I glance back, he's lifting his shirt off and throwing it in a storage bin. I'm ready to melt. Wow! Lots of tanned and muscled skin. I just want to lick his chest from his shoulders to his ... Oh god. I have to quit this shit. My nipples have gotten hard and I've started to tingle between my legs. I notice his eyes on my chest. He raises them to look me in the eye again. This time with a smirk on his plump lips.
Down come the couple. The boat stops to switch out people. Hottie asks if I'm ready.
Hell yeah I'm ready! Oh, he's talking about putting me way up in the sky by myself. He goes to unstrap the last couple while I try to make my way to the back of the boat without making a fool of myself.
As I get to the man who's got me more flustered than normal, I snag my foot on the end of the hippie skirt I just had to wear. Damn it! BAM!! Right into a hard chest that's vibrating with his laughter.
Please just shoot me. He hooks me in. His hands checking the harness. I moan as he accidentally brushes a nipple while tugging on the chest strap. Eyes meet again. I'm almost panting at this point. He whispers "Where's your boyfriend?"
I ask if it's a problem I don't have anyone with me. He surprises me by hopping up and hooking himself in with practiced ease.
The boat starts moving and we begin to rise. Oh crap! I grab my knees in a death grip. My fingers turning white at the tips. Hottie's hand comes to rest on my left hand. Hello!! What's he up to? His hand squeezes mine and I glance down as it gradually scoots up my leg.