Studying, writing papers, finals, the stress was over. SUMMERTIME!
Before everyone left for home, we took one more boat ride. As usual we stop in the middle of the lake for a swim ... As usual we all skinny dip ... As usual every one is tired and gets back in and dressed, except me and Beth. Beth had one of those bodies entirely out of my league, entirely in my best dreams, the lust of every classmate. She had her pick and usually sported a boyfriend with benefits, like this boat.
However this time her boyfriend is annoyed as Beth and I are still naked. He is more annoyed as we splash and rough house. Positively irate as I "accidentally" touch her breasts and she keeps playing along.
Suddenly I hear the motor cut in and the yells of the group as the boat starts moving. It picks up speed and heads for shore. We're alone. No clothes, shoes, anything. A mile offshore.
I feel the rising panic and start to yell for help, but Beth is there. She shushes me, hugs me, reassures me that we'll be ok. I get lost in that friendly smile and will do anything to stay in that embrace.
As I start to realize how we are intertwined, feeling every inch of the goddess along my naked skin, the hormones take over. I'm suddenly hard, my eyes glaze over, my muscles pull her tighter. But Beth flashes that friendly smile and gently disengages. We are still tired and alone, naked in the middle of the lake.
We start swimming slowly, conserving energy, alternating strokes to keep from tiring. We chat to keep each other's spirits up, but I'm not the athlete Beth is and find it harder and harder to keep moving.