Hook, Line, and Sinker
Nina's little stunt was cute but it didn't work. I refused her advances and sent her on her way though she begged and pleaded telling me she was in fact in love with me. Don't get me wrong, Nina is any man's dream she's just not mine.
I also informed her that blackmail was unbecoming to her and if she insisted I would find a way to destroy her reputation through social media; and that she had more to lose if rumors spread around campus.
Nina had a good point!
What if Nancy doesn't show up?
What if she left for good this time?
I needed to get my head straight and took Nina's advice; a fishing trip on the lake would be relaxing. I showered, dressed, and went downstairs grabbing two Gatorades as I headed for the boat house.
"Hey," a girl called from my right.
I turned to see Brenda jogging over to me in a floral sun dress.
"Are you going out on the boat?" she asked.
"Yeah, I thought I would do a little fishing."
"You forgot didn't you?"
"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry," remembering I promised to take her out.
"Would I be inconveniencing you if I tagged along?"
"No," I'm such a liar but I would enjoy the eye candy.
"Are you sure," she smiled.
"Yeah, I'm sure; I could probably use the company anyway," Lies.
"Great, do I have time to change?"
"Yeah, I have to prepare everything before setting sail anyway."
"I've never been on a sail boat before," she giggled.
"It was just a figure of speech," I smiled.
"Oh."
"Meet me down by the pier in twenty minutes."
"I'll be back in ten minutes; don't leave without me," she giggled and headed for her house.
"I wouldn't think of it," I yelled out.
Brenda had the face and body of a model; total perfection. Come to think of it; I should consider myself damn lucky that I've been lucky enough to have two beautiful girls company two days in a row. I laughed as I headed toward the boat house but not before watching her fit body run off toward her house.
Once inside I opened the fridge and prepared my bait and my rods.
"I'm back," Brenda announced excitedly as she entered the boat house.
I turned to tell her I was almost ready but I was tongue tied.
"What's wrong?" she asked with a worried look on her face.
"Nothing... it's just."
"You don't like it?"
"No, I mean, it's perfectly fine, it's just the skirt threw me off a little. I didn't know if we were fishing or going clubbing," I remarked as we both laid into hysterics.
Brenda had on an aqua blue two piece bikini; the top showed plenty of her B-cup breasts and the short skirt showed her beautiful firm ass. She definitely worked out and the jewelry dangling from her naval was totally sexy. HOT, HOT. HOT was the word of the moment.
"I have a bottom under this if you were wondering," she smiled.
"No, we're good," I smiled.
"Can I help you with anything?"
"No, I'm going to put the boat in the water now then we can get out of here."
"Great."
Minutes later the boat was in the water and so were we including our fishing gear and necessities.
"Thanks, I really appreciate you taking me out in the water," she said.
"If you say that after we get back I'll take you out again."
"I'm looking forward to it all ready."
I think that was misconstrued but before I could say anything else she began again.
"Can I row?"
"There's more to it than just grabbing the ores and rowing."
"Really, does it look like I'm a couch potato?" she giggled.
"Actually, it looks like you're in pretty good shape to be honest."
"Pretty good; I'm in terrific shape!"
"I was just being politically correct."
We both laughed hysterically.
I rowed just short of my favorite fishing spot to see if she could handle the rowing chores.
"Why are we stopping?" she asked curiously.
"You wanted to row, well, it's your turn," I smiled.
"You don't think I can do it do you?" she flirted as she stood up.
"Don't stand," I yelled, "just let me show you how to work the paddles, then we'll switch places," I explained thinking she would lose her balance and flip us.
"Sorry," she said apologetically.
I explained in great detail how to paddle and why he asked, "Do you want to give it a try?"
"Oh yeah," she answered excitedly.
"Wait, before I give you the reigns to the ship; can you swim?"
"Like a fish," she replied giggling.
"No, I'm serious."
"So am I," she giggled.
"Okay, I don't want you to lose your balance so just mimic my moves as we trade places," I explained nervously.
"See, that wasn't so bad was it?" she smiled.
"It was perfect; have you ever been on a rowing machine?"
"Yes."
"Well, it's just like a rowing machine; grab the paddles and row; but slowly."
"Okay," she said determined as she grabbed the paddles and proceeded to spin us in circles.
"Stop, stop, stop," I yelled.
"What's wrong?" she laughed.
"You're spinning us in circles."
"Sorry," she giggled.
"No offense; but it's my turn again."
"Fine but I'm driving home," she insisted though seemingly disappointed.
"Rowing,"
"Whatever," she giggled.
We switched places and I rowed to my spot in the lake. I went over in detail how to hook the bait, cast the line, and when she knows she'll have a bite; adding she would have to let me know when the line tugged and I would help her reel it in.
"I caught one," she squealed feeling the tug on her line.
I immediately went over and grabbed her pole as she struggled; she was surprised that the fish actually fought back. I moved behind her, grabbed the rod, and helped her reel it in. The funny part was she was fighting against me instead of going along with me making my hand and arm rub repeatedly over her breasts. By the time we reeled it in, her boobs were flashing high beams, and she was laughing hysterically.
"That was fantastic; can I do it again?" she asked excitedly.
"Sure," I smiled tossing the catch into the cooler and adding more bait.
"Thanks; this is really fun," she said casting the line.
"Do you mind if I open a beer?" I asked.
"No, go ahead," she answered turning toward me.
"Would you like one?"
"No thanks, who's going to save you when you go overboard," she laughed.
"Funny," I laughed along with her.
I usually stop fishing once I catch what I'm going to eat for the day but she begged me to let her continue. I agreed just as long as she ate what she caught. She agreed; I continually helped her reel them in copping a feel along the way... I think she fought
against me on purpose.
"That's it; we have to head back," I told her after she caught her tenth fish.
"Really," she sounded disappointed.
"Well, you caught your tenth fish."
"That really sucks."
"Well, what else do you want to do?" I asked which sounded like a loaded question afterwards.
"What's over there?" she asked pointing to an extremely large partial wooded area on the other side of the lake.
"Undeveloped land; the builder had to leave fifty acres untouched for wildlife. In fact, it's actually a peninsula."
"I didn't know it was a nature reserve."
"It's pretty cool."
"Have you been there?"
"Yeah, I've been there."
