Editing by Angel Love
"The lake's up. There won't be much beach area left on the island this weekend," Gary stated into his cell phone.
Eric listened, then smiled. "Yeah, but that's good. Everybody will be pushed onto less space, thus more skin per square foot!"
Gary chuckled, "Hey, you're right. We can take our gals, raft up, have a drink, and feast our eyes on all the womanly flesh without having to leave the swim platform."
Gary and Eric had been close friends since high school and both enjoyed boating on a nearby lake. After high school, they attended different universities, but they returned home and picked up their friendship. Gary, by nature an introvert, was now a C.P.A. working in a large regional firm. Eric was outgoing and impulsive. He now sold a line of hospital supplies for a medical distributor when he wasn't chasing skirts.
Gary was in a two-year long relationship with Cindy. Eric tended to carom from one girlfriend to the next on a fairly regular basis. This month, Eric was squiring Marilyn, a tall, slender R.N. he'd met at the medical center.
Cindy was happy-go-lucky. Her personality balanced well with Gary. Gary laughingly told Eric and others, "If it wasn't for Cindy, I'd probably be a social hermit."
Cindy had a vivacious attitude. She also had a contagious penchant for touching and hugging. Eric always enjoyed the feel of Cindy's large, soft breasts pressing against him each time she gave him a playful hug. Eric often wondered how Cindy would be in the sack, but he'd never pursued her because she was Gary's girl.
Secretly, Gary had fantasized about several of Eric's girlfriends, but he was much to shy and reserved to actually make a play for any of them. Gary had even seen two of Eric's girlfriends naked.
Once, he'd dropped by Eric's house and found him and Tricia sunning naked in the backyard. Eric had invited him to strip and join them, but he was too nervous and retreated as Eric taunted him.
Another time, Gary went out on Eric's boat for a moonlight cruise with Eric and Daphne. Several drinks later, Eric dared Daphne to do a strip tease for them and she surprised them both by slipping off her suit and parading around nude the rest of the cruise. Daphne was wild. She pulled Eric's cock out of his trunks right in front of Gary and sucked him briefly. Eric then took her below and fucked her. Gary could hear her moaning and groaning with pleasure and he rubbed his own cock in frustration.
Daphne grabbed Gary's cock and asked Eric if she could at least suck it. Eric readily agreed, but Gary moved away, saying he didn't feel right about playing around with her. Later, as he lay in his own cabin, Gary cursed himself for being such a tight ass and passing up an opportunity to enjoy Daphne's blowjob. He knew, though, that if he had succumbed, Eric would want to get cozy with Cindy. "Would I really want to share Cindy with Eric?" Gary mused as he stroked his stiff cock that night after the moonlight cruise.
He could tell that Eric lusted after Cindy from the way he held her that extra moment whenever he had an opportunity. Gary continued to harbor a fantasy in which he and Eric both fondled Cindy and took turns fucking her. He used that fantasy many times to accompany his jack-off sessions.
Gary and Cindy arrived at the lake late on Friday afternoon and lugged the weekend supplies down the dock to Gary's Sea Ray cruiser, logically named "Bean Counter." Cindy put the fresh food in the galley's refrigerator, then pulled a T-shirt and shorts from her bag. Gary sat at the small table and watched her remove her business attire and bra. She put her shorts on over her pink bikini panties and turned to Gary, briefly exposing her pendulous breasts and large pink nipples to his gaze. Cindy had sandy brown hair and a spattering of freckles across her chest that helped to accent her natural breasts.
"Ah, it feels so good to get out of my work clothes and into something comfortable at last," she said as the T-shirt slid down to cover her chest and tummy.
Gary smiled, "I can see where your nipples put dents in your shirt, Cindy. Are you aware of that?"
"Oh, who cares?" Cindy replied. "We're all friends up here. It feels so good to let my puppies out to play."
"You're a shameless hussy," Gary chided unconvincingly, "but I love you anyway."
Cindy quickly changed the subject. "Open a bottle of that good cabernet we bought and let's get jiggy."
Dutifully, Gary found the corkscrew and opened the wine, pouring two glasses. After a sip, he decided to change into his usual dockside attire, denim shorts and a Jimmy Buffett T-shirt. He liked to look the part of a casual dock rat on the weekends. It fulfilled another of his fantasies.
Cindy watched him slip out of his slacks and white briefs. "What, no underwear, sport?" she teased.
"I like to give my boys some air too," Gary retorted with a sly smirk. "Shorts are enough, I think."
Cindy took another sip of wine and smiled. "I like the look. I can see the outline of your dick better."
"Can you really see that?" Gary asked with alarm.
Cindy laughed out loud and her nipples seemed to become more visible. "No, silly, I was just screwing with you. Besides, you have such a nice dick, you might as well flaunt it."
Gary could never tell when Cindy was kidding and when she was serious. Instinctively, he looked down but he couldn't see any distinct outline in the front of his shorts. "She's kidding this time," he decided.
Gary and Cindy were halfway through with their second glass of wine when Eric and Marilyn noisily made their way down the dock. Eric's slip was across the narrow dock and over one space from Gary's slip.
"Hello lovebirds!" Eric called out in his typical greeting. "Great weather for the lake."
The newcomers busied themselves unpacking supplies, including a case of beer and a case of champagne. A few minutes later, they reappeared on the deck of Eric's Sea Ray, "Fun Seeker II," with glasses in hand. Eric carried a bottle of bubbly and wandered over to Gary's dockside table.
"Here, join me in a champagne toast to the big sale I made yesterday!" Eric poured the bubbly liquid into their empty glasses, then filled his.
"To me and my incredible sales talent," Eric unabashedly stated and the three of them clicked glasses.
"Congratulations, Eric," Cindy gushed. "You're a legend in your own mind," she added with a chuckle.
Eric laughed, "When you've got it, flaunt it, right Gary?"
"I guess so," Gary reluctantly agreed. "Sounds like you did good."
Eric topped each glass. "Yep. I'm thinking that I may need a bigger boat. That's the best way to spend the commissions I'll be earning on my new account."
Marilyn emerged from Eric's cabin in a very brief halter top and low-rider shorts. "Hey, why not spend some of your new riches on me, big boy?"
Eric chuckled at Marilyn. "I plan to do just that, babe. I'm going to buy you a smaller thong swimsuit, one you can see through when it's wet."
"You perverted pig," Marilyn countered with a wry smile. She turned to Cindy. "All he ever thinks about is sex, sex, sex. That's why I like him, I guess," she added quietly.
Eric opened a second bottle of champagne and poured. Gary eyed Marilyn's brief outfit and unconsciously visualized her sitting naked before him. Her lack of cleavage indicated that she had small, perky breasts. Her tight shorts revealed the shape of a small, well-shaped ass. "Does she trim her dark bush, or does she shave it smooth?" he mused as he surveyed her.
Eric was chatting with Cindy as Gary's mind wandered. Gary returned to the present when he heard Eric exclaim, "Hey, Cindy, did you know that champagne makes a girl's nipples hard?"
"Huh?" Cindy sputtered. She saw Eric stare at her ample chest and looked down. Sure enough, her erect nipples were very noticeable through her thin T-shirt. "Well, we all have them, you know. What's the big attraction?"
"I've never seen them for real," Eric replied with a sly grin. "That's what makes them so intriguing. Want to show me your tits?"
Cindy blushed. "Marilyn's right. You are a perverted pig! I haven't had that much to drink, you know."
Gary felt a shock, like lightning, go through him when he heard their exchange. "She didn't say she wouldn't show him, just that she wasn't that drunk yet," he thought to himself. Eric had the nerve to ask right in front of Marilyn, too. I should speak up, but instead, I'm getting a hard on just listening to them tease each other.
The edgy moment passed quickly. Marilyn asked for a refill and Eric busied himself with pouring another round for everybody.
"We need some snacks to go with all this booze," Marilyn stated and rose to go to Eric's boat.
"I'll help," Cindy volunteered as she followed Marilyn into the cabin.
Marilyn spoke when they were below, in the cabin. "That Eric. He's such a tease. Pay no attention to his drunken rants."
"I've known Eric longer than you have, Marilyn. I'm used to his crude remarks. He's an incurable sex maniac, but I love that in a man. Sometimes, I wish Gary wasn't so straight all the time."
Marilyn glanced over at Cindy. "Maybe we need to work on that. Work on both of them, as a matter of fact."
"What do you mean?"
Marilyn shrugged, thinking. "I know. We'll both give Gary all the attention this weekend. Get him all aroused. See if we can help him break out of his accountant's shell. Eric will go nuts if he's not the center of attention and he'll get aroused too. After we get them both hot and bothered, then we'll decide what to do about it. What do you think?"
"You are one devious, twisted broad," Cindy responded. "I love how your mind works. Let's figure out how to proceed. I'd love to see Eric stewing in his own juice for a change, and see Gary so excited he won't be able to hide the woody in his shorts."
Marilyn and Cindy spent the next few minutes plotting as they prepared some cheeses and dips on two large trays.
"Here you go, boys," Marilyn exclaimed. "We think you need some nourishment to counteract all the booze you've consumed.
Cindy sat close to Gary and sliced off a portion of sharp cheddar. "Here you go, honey," she cooed as she offered the tidbit. Gary accepted the cheese and nodded before sipping his drink.
"Gary, you need to try my ranch dip," Marilyn said as she moved to his other side and fed Gary a tortilla chip covered with creamy dip. "Now, wasn't that just delicious?" she murmured close to his ear.
Eric sat with wide eyes. "Hey, what about me?" he asked nobody in particular.
Marilyn glanced at Eric. "Help yourself, you can reach it can't you?"
Muttering, Eric cut off a chunk of cheese and began to chew. "Huh," he grunted.
