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Like he read my mind Teddy suggested that Mel take me below so I could put on my bikini.  “Watch your step, lovely lady,” he said with a wink.  “In the meantime Griff and I have some catching up to do.”

Mel and I climbed down from the flying bridge and went into the enclosed cabin.  I was surprised that there was another control bridge there.  “For when the weather sucks,” Mel explained.  I figured there was more to it but dropped the subject.  She led me down a small stairwell to the main cabin area below decks where she’d earlier stowed my bag with my bikini in it.  She pointed to what must be the master bed and said I could change there. 

I waited for her to leave and give me some privacy but she didn’t.  I gave up and pulled my sundress up and off while she nonchalantly sat on the other side of the bed and watched me. As I replaced my bra and panties with my bikini, Mel said, “You have a nice body, Jan.  You know Teddy’s gonna want something when we’re out in the deep water.”

“Well, he can ‘want something’ all he wants but he’s not going to get it.”

“He can be very persuasive.” 

I shook my head but didn’t otherwise answer.  She stood, walked to me and said, “I can be persuasive too,” as she placed a hand gently on one of my ass cheeks.  Her hand was warm. 

She was very pretty.  Her tits were proudly right there in front of me.  I thought about Teddy’s stirring bulge earlier and damned if I didn’t get a stirring tingle of my own. 
What the hell has my husband done to me?

By the time we emerged topside and climbed back up to the flying bridge the water was much choppier and the boat dipped and rocked a bit more than I could take and told our host of my discomfort.  His eyes were already glued to my body when he answered, “You can lie down on the bed below if you feel nauseous.  The rocking is worse up here.”

Mel giggled and said, “But the bed can rock pretty good too.”

“When you and I are on it,” he said with his own chuckle.  However, he was looking at me and not Mel when he said it.

How much of the body language and innuendo Griffin was picking up was anyone’s guess, since he maintained the emotionless, blank expression every lawyer must learn in law school.  Nonetheless he had to know of his old mentor’s sexual peccadilloes.  Men talk about such things, don’t they?

Mel broke the spell by asking, “Where are we going, sweet-ums?  To that island like last time?”

Teddy answered, “That might not be a bad idea with the water so choppy.  Why don’t you ladies get some sun while I cruise the bay and get caught up with Griff.”

Mel wasn’t shy in losing her top as she spread a large beach blanket on the stern deck (See, I was learning!)  Both men were looking as I too removed my top.  I lay down on my back next to Mel.  She produced a bottle of sunscreen and asked if I wanted some.  I agreed and she began spreading the liquid over my chest, stomach and legs.  “You have very sensitive nipples like me,” she declared before saying, “It’s my turn.”  I got the ‘sensitive nipples’ comment because as soon as I spread sunscreen on her breasts and touched her nipples she moaned and grabbed my hand.  “Keep it there, yes!” she crooned.

Eventually I got to spread sunscreen on other parts of her body.

I was a bit nervous for a while since the boat’s rocking and rolling motions had me imagining bouncing and sliding right off the deck.  Mel sensed my nervousness and reminded me the little guard rail around where we were lying was enough to protect us.  “If it gets crazier we’ll go out back.”

We turned over and repeated the sunscreen-application process.  Since Mel was wearing a thong I had to rub some on her ass cheeks, and I guessed they were sensitive too based on her squirming and her soft moans.  Mel met my eyes and whispered, “Have you ever been with a woman?”

“Yes I have, but please don’t proposition me, especially in front of Griffin.”

“He can watch.  Teddy does all the time.”

“I’m sure he gets off on that, but let’s drop it and simply relax, okay?”

She gave me an honest-to-goodness little-girl pout.  I ignored her and soaked up the sun.  I couldn’t ignore her any longer when she loudly fingered herself to orgasm right next to me.  I was sure she hadn’t planned it that way but seeing and hearing her had an effect on me.  My clit tingled as my pussy grew damp. 

I would’ve masturbated too if Griffin didn’t take that moment to holler down to me.  “Teddy says we’re close to the island.  You want to come up here and watch?”

Her therapeutic climax accomplished, Mel stood and made her way around the cabin to the back of the boat.  I grabbed my top off the deck and followed her.  Looking around, one thing I didn’t see was an island.  We were surrounded by water and nothing else.  When I got to the top of the ladder to the flying bridge I said, “What island?”

Teddy laughed and answered, “It’s right in front of us, trust me.  When it’s in view I’ll shout ‘land ho’ or something like in the old pirate movies if that makes you feel better.”  His eyes were devouring me when he added, “I know what would make
ME
feel better.”

“Keep it in your pants, old friend,” Griffin said light-heartedly, although I detected a slight belligerence, like a dangerous sandbar hidden just below the water’s surface.

“The big guy’s got a mind of his own, you know that,” Teddy said as he grabbed his bulge.  It was a formidable bulge I must admit.

Griffin spotted the speck on the horizon first and jokingly shouted “land ahoy,” which got us all laughing.  Teddy explained that the island wasn’t one we could  moor at or anchor close to but it’s leeward side was as “calm as a baby’s butt,” which made no sense at all but I didn’t comment. According to him, it was an ideal place to “park” and do some swimming.

“It’s not much but it is an interesting place.  We could swim over and I could give you a tour, if you like birds that is.  There are a shitload of birds on that island.  Every fucking color of the rainbow.”

Mel had joined us up top.  Griffin couldn’t help himself, checking out the younger woman’s tits as they jiggled ahead of her.  Oblivious (or maybe not), she said, “I like to swim over naked and walk around the island like I was Eve in the garden.”

“That’s the truth,” Teddy said.  “And I take a bite out of that apple every time.”

Mel turned her attention to Griffin and asked if we would swim over.  “Maybe we can all play Garden of Eden.”  Considering her earlier proposition, I wondered if she and Teddy had brought other couples out here to “play.”  Griffin’s expression hinted that he was thinking the same thing.

The island slowly became more than a speck as we approached.  Teddy guided the boat around the island before slowing and stopping in what I assumed was the best anchoring spot.  Griffin had already gone down to drop the anchor, leaving me on the flying bridge with Teddy and Mel.  Teddy brushed against me as he got out of the captain’s chair and went to the ladder.  He whispered so only I could hear, “You’re an amazing hardbody, Jan.  I’m thinking that Griffin’s not enough man to keep you satisfied.  I am.” 

I sort of pushed him away from my personal space he invaded so crudely, shaking my head at the same time.  I knew I’d have choice words for him later.  It was inevitable.

Teddy went below and brought up a cooler full of beer and a hamper of bread, cold cuts and condiments.  In the bow’s seating area we had a picnic, constructing and eating sandwiches with gusto while swilling beer like the thirsty seafarers we were.  Teddy told stories about things he’d seen out in the bay and some of the crazy people he’d run into.  He talked about meeting Mel at a marina function and the first time she’d gone out with him.

“I knew of another island farther north, one I figured to be uninhabited since it was late in the season.”

Mel piped in, “Yeah, he drove the boat pretty close to a sandy beach and we swum over there.  It wasn’t until we were fucking that the other couples scared us.”

Teddy chuckled, “I think we scared them more than they scared us.  They didn’t know what to do.  I mean, the guys tented their shorts while the ladies acted like they were degraded somehow.”  He laughed again and added, “Though one of the women slid her hand into her shorts.  She liked what she saw, though she probably wouldn’t admit it to herself.”

Griffin said with a laugh, “I hope you got to finish.”

Mel licked her lips and said, “I’d already came a few times already but Teddy baby had to wait until they were gone to finish.”

“Yeah, you should’ve seen the looks on the women’s faces when I pulled out and they saw my slick hard-on pointing at them.”

“Whether they were husbands or boyfriends I think they were a bit intimidated,” Mel said with another chuckle.

“What was said?  Did they comment, or turn belligerent or anything like that?” I enquired.

“No,” Teddy said.  “They were probably too embarrassed or maybe a little jealous to say much, or maybe Mel’s right.  Maybe they were intimidated.”  I asked if their sudden presence bothered the couple at all.  Teddy laughed and said the only thing that bothered him was the interruption itself.  “They were trespassers like us so that wasn’t an issue.  At least my coitus interruptus was later rectified.”

I’d actually forgotten that I was topless until Teddy picked that moment to stare at my breasts.  I felt my nipples harden and that added to his level of attention. Had the talk of sex in the open and subsequent voyeurism aroused me to the point my tits gave me away?

Like he read my mind he said, “If I think about it, I’m an exhibitionist at heart and didn’t mind those folks watching us.”

“Any chance there could be people on this island?  I may have already surpassed my quota for exhibitionism,” Griffin said, and that got Teddy’s attention.

“Well now, you two have got to tell me more about this arrangement you have.  Is it one of those cuckold things where the hubby gets to watch?”

“My husband is much more of a man than that,” I said.  “It’s a simple story that explains a complex arrangement, really.  We’re working toward an open marriage and my husband’s all for it… me and Griffin, I mean.”

Teddy obviously was aroused by the pictures his imagination was painting.  Turning to Griffin he said, “I thought your wife was a dyke.  Is she sleeping with her husband?”  He hooked his thumb toward me leaving no doubt who the “her” was in that question.

“C.mon Teddy, don’t call Nadine a dyke.  She’s bisexual and besides, she has more class than you do.”

“Oh-oh, I think I struck a nerve.”

I didn’t know if the old friendship had a darker side so I weighed in.  “My husband isn’t a cuckold, and we’re not like some swinger couples.  Griff and I love each other and we’re trying to make it work for all of us.”

“Is there any room in your open marriage for a couple of hot lovers?”

“No, Teddy, I think we’ve got the family covered, thank you,” I said, trying to keep scorn from my voice.  I never cared much for men who thought themselves ‘Mr. Cock’.

Mel clucked her tongue and jiggled her tits closer to Griffin, saying, “That’s too bad.  I think we’d make a great foursome, right snookums?”

Teddy answered, “Damn right we’d be good!”

Griffin spoke up, “Let’s swim to the island and explore the place,” as he took me by the hand.  I gave him a surreptitious wink for changing the subject.  Teddy agreed and reminded us of the “Adam and Eve” experience Mel brought up earlier.  So before we dove overboard Teddy pulled off his trunks and placed a strap holding the boat keys around his neck like a dog collar.  Mel and I lost our bottoms as Griffin winked back at me and removed his shorts and t-shirt.  Teddy made a show of swinging his dick around before he went into the water.  I’ll admit, he was thicker than most but no longer than normal.  My Roger was more impressive but I kept that to myself.  The swim wasn’t a long one, and one by one we pulled ourselves out of the water and over the rocks.

Not much was said as we walked into the sparse woods.  Every time Teddy looked at me his cock thickened and flinched in its inexorable climb to erection, as he pointed out some of the small island’s flora and fauna.  Mel didn’t appear to be paying attention to him but that might have been a show.   I was sure she knew what was going on.

How the rest of this sailing excursion played out was anybody’s guess.  I just knew what
WOULDN’T
happen.

Chapter 30

Roger

I expected a call from Heather.  The invitation that came with it was not expected.

“How about coming with me to the college?  I need to speak with an advisor and I’d like to buy some of my books early.”

“Sure I’ll go.  Are you getting a head start with cracking the books?”

She laughed, “You might say that.”  She gave me a time when she’d pick me up, and then added, “Afterwards I guess you could show me the video?”  I agreed that sounded like an excellent plan.  My dick agreed too.

After Heather picked me up we drove the thirty or so miles to the campus.  When she met her advisor in the school’s library the woman assumed I was Heather’s father.  Heather smiled and said, “Roger is a dear friend.” The way she smiled at me when she said it set my heart to fluttering.  It seemed the college had a tough freshman residency rule that required Heather to live on-campus for her first year.  She’d requested a waiver so she could commute, and this advisor seemed to hold the key to granting the waiver.  Heather went on and on about how her mother needed her at home while assuring the woman that her school work wouldn’t suffer.  She should’ve been a Marketing major since she really sold the advisor the story.

After a visit to the campus bookstore we were back in her car where she said, “Now for a nice soak in your hot tub.”

You know,” I said, “I might be able to put the bedroom flat-screen on the ledge by the tub and hook the camera right up.  How does that sound?”

“It sounds like a great idea.  Got any champagne to celebrate with?”

“Yes, I have a couple of bottles left, but what are we celebrating?”

“You’re gonna celebrate having me, and I’m gonna celebrate the result.”