Despite Jackie's warning to her [see the end of Jackie and Rod Become Lovers], Sherry kept coming to visit Rod. Although Rod had divorced her, Sherry would not, maybe could not, stay away from him. So Rod and Jackie decided to buy a boat and live on it, in a place Sherry could not find. They looked for several months before finally finding a suitable boat, bought it, and moved aboard, renting Rod's house to another couple.
The boating life was well suited to their lifestyle of debauchery and drinking. The other people who lived at the marina were very friendly, heavy drinkers too; real party people. Every weekend was a wild bash of drinking, barbecuing, boating and lots of fucking, but only for Rod and Jackie with each other, so far.
One night they went out clubbing with three other couples. As they sat in a bar eating raw oysters and drinking beer and mixed drinks, another couple took an interest in them. The man looked like a biker; long hair drawn back in a ponytail, tattoos on much of his visible body parts – arms, neck, ears and hands. He was even wearing a thick, gold earring in one of his ears. Dressed in black leather jeans and a matching sleeveless top, his muscles showed clearly, rippling under the tattoos. The woman was overweight like Jackie, but dark-skinned, blackhaired, and sporting a few visible tattoos as well, on her arms and the tops of her breasts, pooched up, bubbly, in a red bra underneath a sleeveless, black leather top; a corpulent ass encased in matching black leather hot pants.
This couple bought Jackie and Rod drinks and pulled chairs to the booth where they sat with the three other couples. Dinner finished, drinks consumed, the bar ready to close, the three couples with Jackie and Rod prepared to leave, to go back to the marina for a few more drinks – nightcaps – more laughing, joking, teasing. When Jackie stood up from the booth, she reeled, staggered, and fell into the biker woman for support. Jackie turned her head to Rod, behind her, and said, slurring her words, "Baby, I'm fucked up. I don't know what's happened, but my legs are all rubbery. I feel really funny." Giggling, she added brazenly, "My cunt's all wet. It feels funny down there."
Solicitous, Rod embraced Jackie from behind and answered her, "You'll be alright sweetie. You – we – have just been drinking."
The biker woman leaned across Jackie's shoulder, put her mouth right to Rod's ear, and whispered, "We have drugged her, in the drink. We want to fuck with the two of you. Figured you would be alright with it, so we did not give you anything, but we have given her a cocktail of aphrodisiac and a drug to mess her up, weaken her, put her down so we can fuck with her. Want to do it?" she hissed at the end in Rod's ear.
"Sure, why not," Rod answered. "We were going home to fuck anyway, and you excite me, you nasty bitch," he added.
"I like that big man," the woman said, "you talking dirty to me, calling me names. I am a nasty bitch, a cumslut, cockwhore." Then grasping Rod's cock in his pants, she said, "And you have a big one for me. Let's go. Bo and I will show both of you a good time."