Forward: Chapter 7 ended with our happy couple sharing an intimate moment in the lake together. Chapter 8 picks up a few hours later.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER.
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The sun was slowly setting when the announcement came over the PA system:
"Attention! The lake is now closed to all guests not attending tonights' movie. If you purchased tickets, you should have received a wristband upon entry. All movie attendees please have your wristbands ready, security will be checking them shortly. All other guests we ask to please make their way to the exits, thank you."
Trish had rejoined us after spending some time with her other friends. Jenna joined her for a while, but spent most of the time with me. Mostly we just talked. We also spent more time in the water, although we didn't go any further than simple kissing.
We got our wristbands on, then prepped some snacks to bring with us out on the water.
There wasn't even a question about whether Jenna would ride with me or not, as she placed her snacks and remaining wine coolers in the two person tube. I added my own snacks and a couple of beers, and we began to paddle our way out on the lake. Trish followed right behind us in her single tube.
The movie screen was set up on the far side of the lake. It was more than large enough to see from almost anywhere, but we managed to maneuver ourselves to a more or less centered position.
The evening was still warm enough despite the sun receding. Jenna and I had put our shirts back on and brought some dry towels to use as blankets, though, in case it got chilly.
I'd picked the right floatation tube, just big enough to fit us both along with our snacks in the middle. The bottom was lined so our bottoms wouldn't be soaking in the cold water the whole time. It felt comfortable enough to be able to spend the next few hours in.
Jenna and I each cracked open a drink, clinking our bottles together in a silent toast to a lovely day so far. She then reached over and tapped bottles with Trish, who was floating just to her right side.
Before the film, they ran a few shorts; a couple of music videos, then a few old cartoons.
Jenna was holding my hand and laughing at the classic antics of Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck arguing over whether it was "Duck season!" or "Wabbit season!"
A warm breeze blew her auburn hair around her face as she leaned in across the divider between us. "This is really nice. I couldn't have asked for a better first date."
Any questions I may have had about exactly what we were calling this were answered. If she felt it was a date, then it was a date. "It's been a beautiful day, and I'm happy to spend it with you," I said. She managed to get close enough to give me a peck on the cheek without upsetting our tube too badly.
As Jenna settled back down on her side, her hand slipped from mine, casually landing on my right thigh.
I didn't think much of it at first; we'd been touchy-feely with each other ever since our intimate swim together earlier.
But as she began to caress my bare leg, I felt my heartbeat quicken, blood rushing a little faster in my veins...and elsewhere.
I looked around. Other than Trish off to Jenna's side, there was no one else truly close enough to see anything, and those closest were too busy watching the screen to notice us. Still, I was a little uncomfortable with where this might be going.
But when Jenna's hand moved further up my thigh, I didn't stop her. There was no way I wasn't getting an erection from this, and all too soon I was tenting in my suit, my cock twitching as her warm hand caressed my skin just inches away from it.
Jenna kept her face directed forward towards the screen, but glanced over at me from the corner of her eye. I could see her sly, knowing smile.
It was fully dark now, and I was seated low enough in the tube that someone would literally have to be right next to me, looking down, to see anything. Still, I felt the need to cover up. Taking my towel, I spread it out over my legs and lap, making a show of feeling cold.
"Got a chill?" Jenna asked sarcastically.
"Something like that, yeah."
Jenna leaned in again and whispered so low it was almost inaudible. "I know how to warm you up."
Her hand slid up my thigh and landed directly over my throbbing erection.
I covered my mouth, faking a cough to stifle my gasp. Jenna still refused to look back at me, instead feigning interest in what was playing on the screen.
Her hand slowly caressed my cock over my suit, sliding her palm up and down it, then wrapped her delicate fingers around the shaft and gave it a gentle squeeze and tug that almost made me tip our raft over.
"You okay over there?" asked Trish.
"Yeah. Leg cramp," I managed to grunt.
"He'll be okay," said Jenna, completely straight faced. "I think he just needs to relax."
Jenna's teasing was relentless; running her fingertips along my shaft, squeezing my glans, even lightly tickling my balls.
It was pure pleasure, but also the worst kind of torment.
Jenna's hand made its way to my waistband. I felt her wrestling with it, trying to slip inside. It took all of my willpower to stop her.
"Jenna, I...I can't. Not here. It's too obvious. I wouldn't be able to contain myself, " I whispered.
Jenna finally faced my firm gaze. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to..." She paused, then sighed. "You're right of course. I didn't mean to torture you like that. Forgive me?"
"Of course, darlin'," I said kindly. I was already regretting having to stop her, but if I'd let her continue, I'd have had an orgasm that would have echoed across the entire lake. Not to mention the mess I'd make.
Jenna gave me a curious look, then smiled warmly. She pulled her hand back and took mine. "I'll make it up to you later, I promise," she said softly.
That didn't help my erection subside any faster, but eventually it did.
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The screen went dark, and the iconic John Williams score reverberated across the water as the film began.
Jaws is one of my all time favorites. While I had seen it countless times, Jenna had only seen bits and pieces of it as a young girl with her father, never able to sit through the whole thing. Trish had never seen it at all.
I will admit that, even though we were on a lake with no chance of there being any sharks, floating on the water added a whole new layer to the experience, especially during the "sharks point of view" scenes.
The girls screamed and cheered in all the right places, and when the body of the dead fisherman popped out of the hole in the boat, Jenna jumped so hard her popcorn bag flew overboard.
