Kim and Jeff were very excited when Kim reported to Jeff that they had been invited as guests on Ms. Lynn Stockman's 43' sailing yacht. Kim had met Lynn at the gym where they both worked out diligently 3 times a week. That had been some 6 weeks earlier. They had hit it off immediately and sought each other out as soon as either arrived. The invitation was for Kim and Jeff to join Lynn and some friends for a day sail. They were looking forward to the trip as the weather was perfect.
The night before the sail, Kim and Jeff had been at a sports bar drinking beer and playing pool with some friends. The friendly banter and occasional sexual innuendo wasn't wasted on either of them and when they got to Jeff's apartment, Kim was ready to enjoy herself.
Whether it was the alcohol or Jeff's sometimes egotistical nature, he left her unfulfilled and when he was finished, patted her on her ass and rolled over and was soon snoring. Kim was not only unfulfilled, she was angry that she still dated a guy that seemed to always take his own pleasure and wasn't particular about her needs.
She was still steaming the next morning and was ready to call Ms. Stockman and explain that she wouldn't be going sailing this day. Jeff finally talked her out of that and they were finally on the way to the marina where Ms. Stockman had her yacht berthed.
Ms. Stockman had obtained the boat and other toys when she'd taken her quite wealthy philandering husband to the cleaners in a divorce. She now had his toys and the funds to enjoy them to the fullest.
They were just pulling into the parking lot when Jeff's cell rang. "Yes? Damn, are you sure? Well, okay." He hung up and turned to Kim. "Sorry babe, I have to go to the office. Something big came up. Sorry to leave you in a lurch but Ms. Stockman will get you to your place I'm sure."
"You and your job, it's always about you isn't it? Like last night, that was all about you and you didn't care about my needs. Go ahead; I can just call a cab. I'm not going sailing with anyone as mad as I am and I certainly don't want to intrude on Ms. Stockman and her friends." "I mean, I like her and she doesn't deserve a bitchy woman spoiling the day for the rest of them."
"She'll just have her chauffer drop you, I'm sure. It's no big deal baby - you know this job is very critical to me."
She watched Jeff drive away in his BMW, the one he could barely afford. I need to dump this loser, he only cares for me as long as he can get it up and get off, she thought. It's a wonder he hasn't asked me to help pay for that expensive car.
She walked down the pier towards the towering masts of the sailboat. I need to at least explain why we aren't going and to thank her, she reasoned to herself.
Lynn met her at the ladder with a big, glorious smile and a warm greeting. "I'm so glad you could make it Kim, I've been looking forward to entertaining you with my toy."
Before Kim could respond, Lynn had taken her arm and led her onboard and into the main cabin. It was luxurious and well appointed. Kim was duly impressed.
"Here dear, I've fixed us Mohitos. They are a great wake up drink, don't you think?" as she peered over her glass at Kim.
Kim took a taste and nodded her approval. "UMMM, Ms. Anderson ..." Lynn interrupted her before she could say anything else and said, "Call me Lynn dear, please."
"Ummm, okay" stammered Kim as she took another big drink to bolster her courage to tell Ms. Anderson, Lynn, that she wouldn't be going with her.
"Ms...um..Lynn, I'm afraid I'm going to have to pass on this sail, Jeff got called away to the office."
"Nonsense love, we don't need him along. I've sailed this boat by myself many times. He was invited just because you seemed like you wouldn't come unless he did."
