The boat was rocking gently in the rolling swells of the sound. It was not a large boat but would sleep 4 in relative comfort. There was a flying bridge, a transom platform from which to go swimming and a large cooler in anticipation of all the fish they were going to catch. They were headed to a favorite fishing spot of Jim's, towing a little punt boat so they could get in close to shore for better fishing. Jim's fishing hole was an area abundant with fish, had calm waters and a nice little beach. But, best of all, it was very secluded. Jim, Sandy's lover, was at the controls and kept the speed of the boat down to a moderate pace.
Sandy, who was married, had been out with Jim several times. She and her husband had, about four months ago, agreed to introduce dating into their lives. The agreement was they would try it for about a year and then evaluate their relationship. So far, Sandy had dated three other men. Two didn't work out and Jim, well, he was something entirely different. He had introduced Sandy to a world of sexual excitement and experimentation. She had taken some of these lessons home with her and had been surprised at the very positive reception of her husband to some of these lessons. Today's date with Jim had been in the works for a couple of weeks and she was looking forward to it with great anticipation. The only glitch had been the inclusion of John the day before. Jim explained that he owed John and this was a good way to settle the debt.
Jim and John were discussing the game last night between the Lakers and the 76ers. Sandy was on the bow wearing a thong bikini. Jim had talked her into buying it and she felt a little conspicuous walking around in front of both men with her ass completely exposed. She was in her late 30's but had been told innumerable times that she looked to be in her late 20's. Sandy brushed her light brown hair out of her eyes, put on her sun glasses, spread a towel on the deck and then laid down to catch some rays.
Jim looked down and saw Sandy laying there. She was on her back and her nice firm tits, while covered with two small triangles of cloth, seemed to be completely exposed. He couldn't believe that he was getting hard just looking down at her. The bottom of her swim suit was another small triangle of cloth and because she shaved her pussy ever day, the cloth seemed to form a valley between her pussy lips. Of course the thong helped to emphasize this image. Jim was glad he had talked her into buying and wearing it. As he was looking at her, he remembered the last time they had made love and his cock began to get even harder. He was wearing a pair of loose fitting shorts, no underwear and a tee shirt. The baseball cap on his head shielded his eyes from the glare of the sun. He knew John could see Sandy also and wondered if she was having the same reaction on him.
He glanced sideways at John. John was staring straight ahead and it was patently obvious that he was staring at Sandy. Jim looked down and saw a definite bulge in John's shorts. "So," Jim thought to himself, "John thinks she is a pretty hot woman too. Damn, that is a turn on."
John knew he shouldn't be staring but damn, Sandy had a very sexy body. His stare intensified as Sandy propped herself up and then turned over to lay on her stomach. Her head was pointed to the bow of the boat and her swimming suit left nothing to the imagination. Sandy spread her legs apart a little to even out her tan. Without really thinking about it, John moved his hand down to his crotch to adjust his hardening cock. As he was doing that, he realized that Jim was looking at him. There was no way he was going to be able to hide the fact that Sandy had gotten to him.
Jim smiled at John, "Yeah, she is a sexy thing isn't she?"
"Yeah, man," John replied, "she is sexy. Hope you are not upset?"
"Me," Jim feigned astonishment, "upset about what? The fact that my lady has given you a hardon? Nah, don't fret about it, in fact, I think it is kind of neat. Here, why don't you take the controls for a bit and let me go bring Sandy something cold to drink and some suntan oil."
John nodded and the two men traded places. Jim went below decks to get the oil and a bottle of cold water for Sandy. He worked his way to the bow and then sat down beside Sandy on the deck.
"Honey, I brought you some cold water and some suntan oil."
Sandy rolled so she was laying on her side and looked up at Jim. "That is so sweet, I love the way you take care of me. But, would you do me another favor and rub some oil onto my back?"
"That I can do," he replied. As Sandy turned onto her stomach, Jim took the oil and poured some into the palm of one of his hands. As he knelt beside her, Sandy could see the bulge in his shorts.
She slipped a hand between his legs, forgetting for the moment that John might be able to see them. She got her hand under the hem of his shorts and felt the heat from his balls. As her hand wrapped around his hard cock, she felt his hands on her back, rubbing the oil into her skin.
"We have to be careful of tan lines you know," he chuckled, "maybe I should undo the straps of your suit."
With her hand still on Jim's dick, she felt him pulling the straps around her neck and then those across her back. She lifted slightly so he was able to pull the top of the suit completely from her body. She sighed as he hands again began rubbing her back. Then it dawned on her that John was probably watching and she quickly withdrew her hand from his pants.
"Can John see us," she asked Jim?
"Oh, I am sure he can and I know you have had an effect on him," he said softly.
"You mean, he was getting turned on?" she asked.
"Yeah, he was, even reached down and adjusted himself, can't imagine what he is thinking or doing right now."
Sandy said nothing for the moment. Jim had talked her into flashing but that had been on the highway with truckers who did not know her. Here, John knew her and was not just driving by. "You want me to continue," she asked Jim.
He nodded to her, "If you want, I mean I don't want you to feel like you are being forced to do anything."
She was again quiet. The one thing she was very conscious of was the fact that her pussy was getting damp and she was getting turned on. She also wondered how far Jim might expect or like her to go with the flashing. So, she intended to find out.
"Would you let me turn over so you can rub some oil of my front?" she asked.
Jim felt his cock jump as he nodded to her.
She rolled over on her back, her tits completely exposed to John's prying eyes. She felt her nipples begin to harden and her pussy getting even damper.
Jim began rubbing oil into the skin of her tummy and then worked his hands up to her tits. She loved the way he massaged them, tweaking the nipples, and squeezing them together.
John was watching from the bridge. He reached down, lifted the hem of his shorts, and began to stroke his hard cock. "Damn," he thought to himself, "this is such a turn on." As John watched, Sandy said something to Jim who nodded and then stood up. Jim began to make his way back to the bridge of the boat. John tucked his cock back into his pants, looked down and saw that he had a tent at the front of his shorts.
Jim came on the bridge and could not help but notice the bulge in John's shorts. "Still enjoying the sights, I can see. Sandy said she would be joining us on the stern in just a few moments. We should be to the fishing hole real shortly."
John, trying desperately hard to appear casual, merely nodded. He was having a hard time not staring at Sandy. Jim pointed ahead and to the left, "There it is and look, not another boat in sight." He maneuvered their boat to an anchor point and then shut down the engine. He clambered back to the bow and dropped their anchor, checking to make sure it had grabbed on the bottom.
While he was doing that, Sandy had stood up, collected her stuff, and began making her way to the stern of the boat. She was very conscious of the fact that not only was her ass completely exposed but now she was also naked from the waist up. She knew it turned Jim on and she was kind of surprised at herself acting sensual. She had always seen herself as a relative conservative. The fact that she had agreed to wear the thong bikini and was now topless in front of one of Jim's friends was, or rather had been, out of character for her. But today, it felt almost, but not completely, natural. As she got to the stern of the boat, Jim was telling John if he took the punt boat and rowed over to a certain spot, there was a good likelihood that he would find lots of fish. She heard John agree and begin to gather his fishing gear.
As she walked between the two of them, it almost felt like their eyes were boring holes into her body. She surprised herself with her own boldness when she stepped in front of John, hugged him while pressing her naked nipples into his chest and then wished him luck with fishing. The smile on Jim's face could have lighted the world. Jim helped John into the little boat and then watched as he rowed away.
He turned to face Sandy, took her into his arms, and kissed her. She felt her nipples pressing against his shirt and then felt his hands on her ass. His kiss became more passionate and his tongue was probing her mouth. She responded with her own tongue, loving the feeling. She reached down between them and slid her hand down the waistband of his shorts. She felt him gasp as her hand brushed over his cock. His hands were busy, fondling her ass and now playing with her tits as well.
"God," he said, "I need you soooo badly. I have been turned on ever since you were laying on the front of the boat. If John hadn't been here, I know I would have set the boat adrift and ravished you as you lay there."
