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Sailing Lessons

Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

thirty-year-old women that didn't have Audrey's figure.) "Hi Judith." I said. "Hi Mr. Walski" she said brightly. She was dressed in shorts and a tiny cotton top. "What's up?" "Oh, we were just cleaning up." I said, a little self-consciously. Chapter 3 Audrey was on board when I got down to the dock the next morning, scrubbing the kitchen and straightening out the cabin. She was wearing a halter-top and shorts that accentuated her luscious body, and her eyes had that mischievous twinkle to them. "You're here early." I said as I peered down into the cabin. "I thought I'd get an early start on the boat, not knowing what I'd find down here." she said, throwing the towel over the edge of the sink, and starting up the stairs. She had that habit of putting herself right inside my personal space, and looking directly into my eyes. "What else would you like me to do?" She asked, standing right in front of me, but just a step lower, so she was looking up at me, smiling. "Well, you can start getting the sails out while I get the rigging set up. There isn't much of a breeze yet, but it's straight out, so we might just as well try and sail her away from the dock." I said. Audrey went right to work getting the sails out and before long we were under full sail, headed for the middle of the lake. The wind was weak to say the least, and the sailing was far from exciting. Audrey was full of questions about the proper way to handle the boat, nautical terms, and me in particular. The sailing ... was pretty wimpy for the whole morning, and by noon, we had become becalmed in a small bay on the East end of the lake. She surprised me by having packed a picnic lunch, so we dropped anchor to eat. After pulling out some sandwiches and chips, she surprised me again when she asked if I wanted a beer. The surprises wouldn't end there though. "Where'd you get the beer?" I asked. "Uncle Ed's cabin is full of the stuff. One whole closet is stacked full of it." she said, handing me an ice-cold brew. "I found some of this too." she said, producing a bottle of champagne from the cooler. "Would you open it?" She asked, handing it to me. I considered for a second, and said, "Only if you promise not to drink too much and fall overboard", I said, thinking at the time that I should be a little more in control here, but not wanting to be a danged hypocrite, since I planned to drink the dang beer, and figuring I could let her have a taste of the champagne without letting her get carried away. We had a tasty lunch, and I was enjoying Audrey's company. There was absolutely no wind, and the prospect of putt-putting all the way back on that wimpy motor was becoming a real possibility. Audrey looked at the clear blue sky and said, "Would this be a good time to get a suntan?" "Sure." I said, "We might as well hang out here and wait for the wind to pick up. I'd rather do that than firing up that motor." "Does the motor even work?" She asked, sipping her champagne, and getting the lotion and her ...