The weather was once again perfect for one of our weekend boat outings on Great Sacandaga Lake in the Adirondacks - 82 and sunny with a breeze out of the south than made the lake a little choppy. Our boat is a 19 foot Four Winns cuddy with six seats. The back two seats are on either side of the engine compartment and can be raised up to make a sunbathing bed across the back of the boat.
Great Sacandaga is a big man made reservoir, 29 miles long and 5 miles wide at the widest point. We were headed for the state park which is directly across the widest part of the lake from the marina. As I navigated east toward the park, Debbie raised the two back seats to form a comfortable tanning bed and laid on her stomach ready to soak up the day's intense mid summer sun. When we were only a few minutes from the marina, she untied her navy blue string bikini top and dropped it on the floor next to her perch without any of my usual coaxing. I was pleased she was getting used to being topless on the boat. Sometimes she would even sit up or stand as we passed other boats, casually letting the passengers see her tanned body topless, getting bolder on every outing. Debbie's breasts are medium sized, somewhat like grapefruits with a sleight sag when she stands up due to their size. Being of Italian heritage, her skin is normally a pale olive color, but she tans deeply and quickly and by this time of the year she had a well established tan without any sign of tan lines on top. Her nipples are dark brown and point straight out front when she stands, and the slightest breeze commands them to pucker up like rosebuds. It took a lot of coaxing on my part to get her to be the amateur exhibitionist that she had become, but I was loving it and she seemed to gain more confidence with each successive show, sometimes even waving at her admirers and making sure they got the best view without making it seem obvious or unnatural - she obviously enjoyed the game. We discussed it briefly a few times, and she confessed that their reactions made her feel powerful and in control of her audience. She said it worked wonders for her self confidence.
The trip across the lake takes about 40 minutes total at cruising speed. We were approaching the half way point when I saw someone waving their arms at us from a small aluminum boat. It had an outboard, but it wasn't running and they appeared to be stranded out here in the middle of the lake - not a good situation for a small boat, especially with the breeze. Debbie saw it too, and said it looks like they are in trouble and we should go help. I agreed, and she said do you want me to put my top on? I laughed and said "Your choice, but I'd love it if you left it off. Lets get a better look at who they are first, OK?" She just grinned and made no effort to cover herself.
As we got closer I saw that it was two guys, probably fishing when their motor died. They looked fairly young, probably college age but not long out of high school. As we pulled up next to them, I yelled "You guys need help?", with Debbie standing next to me, hands on her hips, her breasts in full view of our new friends. One of them said "Yeah, we are out of gas, can we get a tow?", obviously trying not to look at Debbie. His friend was just staring, saying nothing, which was pretty comical.
I threw them a rope that they tied to their bow,and told them to get in our boat because it would be safer in case towing their boat made it become unstable. They climbed in and we introduced each other. Brandon owned the boat, and his friend's name was Aaron. They were both dressed in swim trunks and nothing else. Brandon was slightly taller, slim and solid but not really muscular. Aaron had a similar build. They both had short light brown hair and had a sort of redneck geek vibe. They were really trying to not be obvious about looking at Debbie. It was fun to watch.
Debbie lowered the two back seats and had them sit there while I got slowly under way. This was going to be a long trip at towing speeds, especially with the increasing chop from the breeze. She sat behind me in the seat facing Brandon. I could see the two of them in the ski mirror and I could only see Debbie's tanned legs stretched out in Brandon's direction, her ruby painted toes nearly touching his feet. I could see her gold starfish charm anklet occasionally reflecting the sun. I could also see that they both had obvious bulges in their swim trunks, which I'm sure did not go unnoticed for Debbie. I know her breasts were bouncing from the choppy ride, and I'm sure it was amazing for them to see.
There was a rather long silence when Debbie finally said "So what were you guys doing out there, fishing? Did you catch anything?". That seemed to break the tension somewhat as they explained that they had just got there to fish when the engine died so they didn't catch anything yet. To my surprise, she said "Is that your fishing poles that I see in your pants? Sure looks like something is in there trying to get out!". They laughed rather nervously, and Brandon said "No ma'am that's kinda your fault" and all three of them laughed, the truth finally out in the open.
