This has been a very quiet week for Julie and I. We've been home every night relaxing and just living the easy life without the kids.
Sandra called and wants to get together for the weekend but I tell her that we already had plans, but that we definitely want to get together with them again.
Betty and Allen call also inviting us to their beach house for the weekend. When it rains it pours three invites for the same weekend.
Thursday evening Melissa calls around five and tells us that they'll get to boat around three. They'd like us to get there as soon as we can. I assure her that we'll get there around three also.
That Friday morning I get to work early so I can take off a little early in the afternoon. In fact, I don't even take a lunch. I have one of the girls get me a turkey sandwich which I eat at my desk. About two thirty my desk is clear of all paper. I inform my secretary that I'm leaving early. I take off for home!
I get home about two forty-five and Julie has our clothes packed. I laid my clothes out last night for her to pack. I go upstairs and change into my shorts and a T. I put my deck shoes on and we head for the marina. The drive takes us twenty minutes and we get to the boat at three-twenty. I'm really surprised when I see it; it's a damn big boat. It's more like a yacht but what do I know.
I see Terry on the deck and I wave to him. He waves back to me. By the time we reach the gangplank Melissa is on deck wearing a black bikini. Boy! Does she look nice. Julie has on white shorts and a yellow bikini top which really show's off her gorgeous breasts. Julie definitely has larger breasts than Melissa!
I put our gear in one of the state room's top side and then go back to the cockpit. Terry is getting the boat ready to leave the harbor.
Julie's taken off her shorts and looks hot, in her yellow bikini. It doesn't cover much of her ass but who cares the view is excellent. Especially, with Melissa standing next to her, what a fine pair of asses!
Terry explains to me about releasing the mooring lines. I go to my position and wait for his signal. He gives me the signal. I release the aft line and move up to the stern then release it also.
The boat lurches forward. We slowly move out of our mooring and into the out going lane. When we reach the end of the moorings, we make a left turn and head for the breakwater. There are six boats in front of us. The going is slow. The boats coming in, have people on board who are all waving to us.
It's a beautiful day the sun is bright and there's a nice breeze coming from the south. The water really looks smooth. I'd say no more than one foot waves.
I watch with interest as Terry maneuvers boat with ease.
"It's going to be a great day for boating! The sea is almost calm."
"Come on Jack, take the helm. It's a hell of a feeling!"
"I don't know if I should. I've never done it before!
"Come on, I'll be right next to you!"
I approach Terry and he's smiling, telling me, "It's just like driving a car. You look at the prow like it's the hood of your car and turn the wheel to make it go where you want."
He's right! It's a great feeling steering the yacht, I ask him, "How big is this boat?"
"Sixty-eight feet long and twenty-nine feet wide at the beam. It has three diesel engines. We always use two, keeping one in reserve."
When we're about a hundred feet from the opening in the breakwater; he tells me to keep the same line. When we're though turn the wheel to the right.
I'm nervous as hell. But I get us through the breakwater, into the open ocean. Hey, this is fun I'm enjoying myself. I turn to look at Terry and see Julie and Melissa watching also.
"See! you didn't know I was a sailor did you?"
Then Julie smiles and says, "If I'd have known you were at the wheel sooner, I'd a jumped overboard!"
Everyone starts laughing and I'm laughing with them. Terry sets the auto pilot. We all go to prow of the boat. We watch all the other boats and the land as it disappears. There are a number of deck chairs and I sit in the chair closest to the railing. I just lay back and relax. Melissa sits next to me and quietly lays her hand on mine.
"Would anyone want a beer or something cold to drink?"
"Yea I'll have one Terry, how about you girls?"
The girls nod yes to the beer and Terry sits up and asks Julie to help him! I figure it will be an hour before we get our beer. Knowing Julie and Terry they'll have a quickie before they return.
Melissa smiles at me and asks, "What do you do for a living Jack!"
"I work for an investment firm in the downtown area!"
"My father owns and investment firm. Maybe you know him?"
"What's his name?"
"Albert Moran!"
"You mean, A. J. Moran?"
"Yeah, why do you know him?"
"I sure do but not on a personal level. I work for your fathers company!"
"You're kidding me! You really work for my dads company!"
"I've worked there for nine years!"
"Move your chair closer so I can kiss you!"
"Are you giving me orders lady?"
"Hey, you better do what I say. And don't forget I'm the boss's daughter!"
I get up and move my chair right next to hers. I sit back down and turn my head to talk to her and she kisses me.
"I've so looked forward to being with you. This has been one of the toughest weeks I ever spent. All I've done is think about having you make love to me."
"I've had you on my mind too. But we're together now so let's enjoy!"
"I'll bet you that Julie and Terry have already started!"
"That's a sure bet! If there ever was one!"
"Is there enough room for me in that chair?"
"Sure come on over, and join me!"
I move over on my side and Melissa slides into the space I provide for her. We fit in the lounge nice and cozy! She kisses me with her mouth open; her tongue is searching for my tongue. We sit there kissing for maybe a half hour and I start thinking about the boat being on automatic pilot!
"I can't help but wonder about the auto pilot. Does it always work correctly?"
"If we go off course an alarm will sound warning us. The auto pilot has never malfunctioned before."
"I was thinking, why don't you take your top off and feed me?"
She sits up and reaches around her back and her top comes off exposing her luscious succulent nipples. I suck one nipple into my mouth then the other nipple moving back and forth between the two of them.
"I can really get use to that!"
I don't reply to her remark I keep sucking and nibbling. She's starting to squirm and moan with each bite and I continue on my task of devouring her magnificent breasts.
"Damn you taste so good I can eat like this all day!"
"I wish you'd eat something else!"
