The boat planed as Dan opened the throttle up. It was a beautiful day for fishing -- sunny and clear. The mild temperature made the breeze that now rushed past the three people in the boat a little cool. Charlotte's braless nipples stood up promptly with the chill. It made her a little self-conscious in front of Jeremy, the friend they'd invited along. But she'd had a mild crush on the younger man from the time she had met him. The 'thirty something' bachelor didn't attract her as much as Dan, the man who was now her husband, but Jeremy was intelligent, had a quick sense of humor, plus, he had a mid-range, quiet voice. Charlotte liked voices.
She was in her early forties and Dan was mid-fifties. She had been surprised that Dan had shown an interest in her, due to her overall self-consciousness. She had just left a marriage that had started when she was a teenager. She had never actually dated as an adult. But Dan was attracted to her. They'd made love three weeks after they met and the orgasms were incredible for both of them.
Dan steered the 26' boat out into the middle of the channel. The canvas topper stretched tightly from the windshield to within about four feet from the stern. There was just enough room to stand up under it. Dan complained about maintenance costs, but he loved to fish whenever he could find the time to go out. After meeting him, Charlotte found that she had a taste for the fresh halibut and salmon for which the Southeast Alaskan waters were known. There was also the single shrimp pot over near the far side of the bay. Each week it provided several pounds of the best shrimp in the world.
When they were well away from the harbor, Dan cut the engine. They drifted while they all rigged up the gear. They had decided to go for halibut first. The lines went into the water.
They sat and talked as they fiched. With the boat drifting, the temperature rose again. By 9:30, Charlotte felt the sweat dripping between her breasts, from her underarms down her sides, and on her lip and forehead. Just as she became conscious of this, Dan reached down and pulled his shirt off over his head. He, too was warming up. Jeremy sat a few more minutes before doing the same.
"Hey, you guys!" Charlotte objected. "That's not fair! I can't go topless."
"Just one of the problems with being a female," Jeremy laughed. But Dan turned to look at his wife. She saw the look in his eye.
He turned back to his pole. "You can go topless if you want, Honey," he said. "I'm sure Jeremy doesn't mind, and there aren't any other boats around. If we see anybody coming, you can duck or put your shirt on." He made eye contact just long enough for her to recognize the dare.
Charlotte didn't answer right away. She and Dan didn't have any secrets from each other. She had admitted to her fetish for spanking the first time they knew they were going to be together. They agreed that flirting with other people was okay. They shared fantasies, knowing that they would probably forever remain fantasies. She had admitted to him that she was attracted to Jeremy. All this went through her mind in a few seconds. It wasn't in her to pass up a challenge or a dare. She pulled her tee-shirt off and tossed it on the bench beside the two men's shirts. Jeremy caught the motion of the shirt out of the corner of his eye. He twisted around and saw her naked tits staring him in the face. When he laughed and applauded, she blushed.
Charlotte's tits were medium sized. Definitely more than a handful. Tipped with nicely sensitive dark pink nipples, they seemed to please the boys and the few men she had been with. Jeremy took his time looking at them, and Charlotte blushed harder. She pretended to ignore him and reached for her pole. She repositioned it in the stern. Dan's chuckle made her tremble. Even with the blushing, she felt bold and sexy. She felt the beginning of warmth between her thighs.
They sat for a half hour, Jeremy in the center, Charlotte to the starboard and Dan on the port side. Once, Charlotte got up and produced some cheese and crackers, along with a beer for each of the guys and one of those trendy malt drinks for herself. They snacked and enjoyed the clear air and being on the water. They reeled in and Dan started the engine. When they moved toward the other side of the bay, The wind picked up again. Her nipples weren't the only ones that stood to attention, Charlotte noticed. And she noticed Jeremy noticing hers, too. When he looked up at her they both smiled. The heat between Charlotte's thighs increased.