The next morning we ate breakfast on the deck overlooking the lake. It was a beautiful day with the sun gleaming on the water. We could see boats cruising the shoreline.
Carol was wearing a silky pajama top with no bottoms. She had just shaved her pubic hair and put some oil on it to sooth the skin. Her mound glistened in the sun. I was wearing a T shirt and also no bottoms.
We started talking about our yacht adventure with Brian. As we talked we both got aroused. Carol was casually stroking a finger along her slit and I could see her juices starting to flow. There was a familiar tightness growing in my groin.
I asked Carol to come over to where I was sitting. When she got there I put my finger in her and she was soaking wet. She took off her pajama top and the sunlight shined on her breasts. I took off my T shirt.
She straddled my legs and I put her directly over my prick. I slowly lowered her until my prick was touching her slit. She moaned and pushed down until I was all the way in her. There we were in the sunshine open on the deck and fucking. We knew we might be seen but didn't care.
She started slowly rising and falling on my cock. I could see her wetness on my cock and I could smell her sex. I pulled her to me and sucked on her nipples.
Carol kept talking about our adventure with Brian. She was very graphic about it: How she sat on his face and prick, how she loved it when I fucked her in the ass while he fucked her cunt, how turned on she was when she saw my suck his prick. Carol sounded wanton and free. The pictures blazed in our minds.
I could feel her juices running down onto my balls and the tightening of her cunt. She started her sex talk "I sucked his prick, you sucked his prick for me, Ohhhh fuck meeeee, come in my cunt."
I felt her start trembling with an orgasm and I pushed up and exploded into her cunt. I held her tightly to me and told her how much I loved her, how I loved my dirty girl and our sex games. When we settled down we were covered in sweat and glowing with satisfaction. We went into the cottage and dried each other off.
The day was sunny and clear. The lake was placid and seemed to go over the horizon. We decided to take the float boat out. We made lunch to bring on the boat. Carol put on the tiniest bikini I had ever seen. It had two tiny pieces of cloth for her breasts and a string that ran between her buttocks and slit. She told me she was going to sunbathe topless.
I went down to the dock to get the boat ready. A float boat has two large pontoons, a flat covered area, a mini refrigerator and a sunbathing deck. I checked the gas and oil on the Mercury outboard motors and we were ready to go.
We meandered around on the lake until we got to the deepest part. I dropped anchor. We ate lunch and had a glass of wine. It was serene on the lake.
Carol stretched then said "let's go skinny dipping there's no one around". We took off our suits and jumped into the lake. It was cool and refreshing. I swam up behind Carol and cupped her breasts. We floated around enjoying the sun and the lake.
When we were climbing back onto the boat another boat approached us, slowing down so they could get a good look. In a show of false modesty Carol faced them and put her hands over her eyes. I laughed and waved to the other boat. When we got back to the dock we scampered naked up to the cottage.
That night we decided to have dinner at a local western steakhouse. It was close to the cottage so we walked there. The steakhouse was designed as a large log house with multiple chimneys. There was a small well kept trailer park behind it. Carol wore a snap button cowgirl shirt bare at the midriff and a short denim skirt.
We were seated as soon as we went in. I ordered Sapphire martinis for us. We had a great meal, tenderloin steaks, baked potatoes and a bottle of Cabernet. We chatted at dinner, the usual subject, our sex games. When we were done I told Carol to wait in the adjoining bar and lounge while I settled the check.
I walked into the lounge and a band was playing country and western songs. I saw Carol standing at the bar flirting with a local guy. He was rugged and handsome and dressed in a flannel shirt and jeans. I decided to sit back and watch her flirting.
Carol was in full seduction mode. She would touch his arms, flip her hair and stare into his eyes. He put his arm around her shoulder and she leaned into him.