My wife, Carly and I spent the morning on the beach. Having the odd cocktail, soaking up the sun and reading our books. It was our third time in Jamaica and our second day was starting out just like we had hoped. The water was warm, the weather was beautiful and the ocean breeze danced across our bodies, keeping us from melting under the intense Caribbean sun.
I am deeply in love with Carly and had been trying to remind her of that fact by paying a lot of attention to her needs, giving her lots of kisses and frequent touching. It really draws us together when we interact with a hug here, a gentle pat there and a quick brush in just the right place.
We had a sailboat cruise in an hour and decided to go freshen up before heading down to dock. As we stood to gather our things we both realized that the sun and cocktails had given us a bit of buzz. We held hands and almost felt like skipping back to room. We were so happy to be free of responsibilities and just loved being there.
Back at the room we took a quick shower together, with still more kissing and touching. We really wanted a quick tumble between the sheets, it was going on three days since we made love. With packing and getting ready to leave the day before yesterday and traveling and a few too many drinks when we got here, we were both anxious.
There was only a half an hour before our cruise left and we still had to grab a quick bite and pay for the tickets. As difficult as it was, we decided to save it for our return. I gave her a big hug and kiss, for good measure I gently ran my finger between her hot wet lips, gave us each a sniff and slowly licked her juices off my fingers. She in turn reached down and grabbed my rock hard cock and gave it a few good strokes, to return the favor.
We both turned, grabbed our swimming suits and, with much chagrin, began to get dressed. As I watched Carly pull her white bikini on, I admired her sexy body. Even after kids and her own complaints about her body, I loved it and she could still sent those warm and fuzzies running through my loins.
We stopped at the buffet, grabbed a plate of fresh fruit and headed down to the recreation booth on the beach. After paying for the cruise, the girl behind the counter pointed in the direction of 25 foot sailboat moored at the end of the pier.
As we walked down the pier, holding hands, we soaked up the beauty of the white sand beach, palm trees and powder blue sky. Approaching the boat, a young black man surfaced from the cabin below. Stepping over the rail, he grinned, extended his hand and said in that unique Jamaican delivery of the English language "Welcome aboard!...My name is Jason...I'll be your Captain, Tour Guide, Party Coordinator and Server this afternoon."
I responded "Hi Jason!...This is my wife Carly...I'm Jim...We can't refuse an offer like that!"
Jason put out his hand and helped Carly onboard and I followed up the rear. I can't be sure but I thought I noticed Jason admiring Carly's lovely ass as he steered her over the rail. Jason was a fine specimen, tall, handsome and as his tank top so easily showed, extremely well muscled. It was hard not to notice his firm hard butt and generously large package in his skintight spandex shorts.
Jason gave us a quick tour, showed us where the cooler full of rum punch and beers was, pointed to the sun deck on the forward section of the boat and said "Grab a cool one and kick back... Carly! Jimbo and I will get us underway!"
Carly sat back against the rail sipping a rum punch while Jason and I released the lines and shoved off from the dock. I looked over at Carly and I could see she was very impressed with our Captain.
The first hour of the trip was very relaxing. Carly and I stood next to Jason, our arms gently looped around each other's back, as he regaled us on the folklore and history of the island. Carly's eyes frequently dropped to check out Jason's crotch, which I could certainly understand because I caught myself sneeking an occasional peek as well. It was a very impressive package.
Before long we rounded a point which lead us into a small, secluded bay with 25 foot rock cliffs on all three sides. Jason told us to take a dip, soak up some sun and have a drink. He was going below to put on some tunes
While he was gone, Carly and I went up front and climbed onto to the sundeck. As Carly was reaching into the cooler to get us drinks, her bent knees flopped open and I had a perfect view of her crotch. It brought a smile to my lips as I noticed there was a small wet spot in the crotch of her bikini bottoms. I guess the fooling around back in the room had left her horny and admiring Jason's bulging groin only added to it. Seeing Carly's obvious state of arousal put the idea that she might like to go topless in my head. I reached out to clink our plastic glasses in a toast to a spectacular day and said, "Do you feel like going topless?"
Carly responded with a gentle shake of her head and said, "You know since having kids I'm not comfortable with that!"
I replied "Does that mean your never going to go topless again?"
She quickly answered "No!"
I said, "This is a perfect time to try it out.... You only have one other person in the audience and you can see how you feel about it!"
Carly hesitated but finally answered with a nod and said "You have to see if Jason is OK with it!"
I called over to Jason, who seemed to rocking to the music while he checked the rigging. He responded with a "No Problem...Mahn!"
Carly slowly peeled off her bikini top and reached for the bag with the sunscreen in it. I reached it first, dug out the bottle, smiled and said, "If you do me...I'll do you!
Carly smiled back and said, "You are a nasty man, Jimbo!" I stood up and Carly, in her usually thorough fashion, coated me in a layer of sunscreen.