Breakfast was uneventful. Well except every time Karen got close to Paul he would grab her ass, sometimes kissing her lips. Once he kissed her ass.
Great ass,” he said.
We could only agree.
We chatted about what to do for the day. We decided to take the boat out.
We all went to change into our suits. I had brought three. One was a little string bikini. What? I was only 26, string bikinis are fine. I grabbed that one.
As I put it on I was looking in the mirror. I focused on my trimmed pubic hair. I remembered that Karen was shaved bare. I jumped in the shower, I decided to go bare too.
When I got out, Mark noticed.
“When did you decide to do that?” he asked.
“Just now,” I responded. “Do you like it?” I asked.
“I do,” he responded.
I pulled on my bikini and checked myself in the mirror. I looked good.
We headed out to the dock. Paul owned a forty foot Searay cabin cruiser. It was beautiful.
As I got to the dock Karen looked at me and said, “Nice. Now that’s the body we wanted to see.” Then to Mark. “My god your wife has a sexy body,” and then to Paul, “Don’t you think so?”
Paul checked me out. “Fucking hot bod,” he said.
Hadn’t heard that for a while. I liked it.
I checked out Karen. She was wearing a thong bikini.
We took off on the boat. The weather was gorgeous. After some conversation Karen and I decided to go get some sun on the forward deck. I started to put some lotion on.
“Let me do that,” said Karen.
I handed her the lotion and laid down. She started on my back and shoulders. As she got to my bikini top she just undid it. She said nothing, just did it and continued to lotion me. She spent a little extra effort on the sides of my breasts. It made me both uncomfortable and a little excited at the same time. I kept wondering if she was going to do my nipples, both fearing that she would and also wanting her to.
I looked back to the guys. They were both on the flying bridge, obviously watching us.
She continued to rub lotion down my back. When she got down to my bottoms she lingered at the tops of them. Then her fingertips slid under the band rubbing lotion on the top of my ass cheeks. I may have moaned a little.
She then shifted position. She straddled my waist facing my feet. She lifted a foot and bent my knee and started rubbing lotion on my foot while giving me a foot massage. I could feel the cheeks of her ass against the skin of my back. She then lifted the other foot and started to do the same.
Slowly she worked her way up my calves. One hand on each calf she’d slide down to my ankle and then pull back up to the knee. With each long stroke she’d lift her ass off my back and then slide it back into position. I wondered if she was getting off on rubbing her pussy against my back.
She shifted position again. This time she straddled my knees. She started rubbing lotion on my thighs. She started at my knees and worked her way up. I parted my legs a bit to make it easier. Her hands just kept getting closer and closer to my pussy. I kept anticipating her to touch me and knowing she shouldn’t. As she reached the bottom of my suit her fingers brushed my pussy over my suit. She did that a number of times. I could feel the wetness growing.
Then she left my pussy and concentrated on my upper thighs and ass. I made a mewing noise when she moved her hands from my crotch. She concentrated on my thighs and ass, mostly on my ass again sliding her fingers under the band of my suit.
“All done,” she said as she climbed off me.
My body felt limp, but electrified. I laid there in the sun wondering if I would have stopped her if her fingers entered my pussy. I wondered what the guys thought. They watched the whole thing. Did it look as sexy as it felt? I soaked up the sun.
The boat moved away from shore. It was obvious Karen recognized other boats as she waved and they waved back, sometimes shouting greetings across the water. Some telling us where they were heading so we could meet them. There were a number of restaurants and bars on the waterfront you could dock your boat at. We stopped at one for lunch and then back to the boat.
I don’t know why but I was shocked when Karen removed her top and lay down. She had great tits. Being topless did not stop her from waving to other boats. She seemed completely comfortable as she sat on the deck rubbing tanning lotion on her tits.
I checked out the guys, they were talking and looking at us. Mark waved at us. I waved back.
We headed back to the house. Mark and I headed to our room to change for dinner. When we got back to our room I asked Mark what he and Paul were talking about all day. He told me they were mostly talking about us. Paul spent a lot of time talking about what a great ass and tits I had. Mark was agreeing.
Knowing this conversation happened made me wet between my legs. I wished I could have heard what they were saying.
“How did it make you feel, having him talk about me?” I asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied sheepishly.
“Come on ,” I coaxed. “I really want to know.”
Then I stepped up to him, put my arms around his neck, stood on my tip toes, and lightly kissed him. “Come on,” I said in a seductive voice. “Tell me.”
Mark could never resist that move. It was my go to when I really wanted something.
“It was kinda hot,” he said sheepishly.
My hand slid down to his cock. It was getting hard through his suit. I slid to my knees in front of him. I blew on his cock through the material of his suit.
“Yeah?” I teased. “It was hot talking about my body with another man?”
“Yes,” he practically whispered. He rested his hand on my head.
I pulled his cock out of his board shorts and stroked it gently.
“Would it bother you to know I enjoyed being looked at?” I continued as I stroked him
He moaned. “No,” he replied.
“I liked it,” I said. “A lot.” I wrapped my lips around his cock.
As soon as I did is cock started to spasm. Hot cum filled my mouth. It took me by such surprise I couldn’t swallow it all and some dripped down my chin and onto my chest.
“Wow, I guess you did enjoy it,” I laughed. I wiped my face with my fingers and licked them clean.
Dinner was on the deck. We jumped in the shower. and washed up. I thought about what to wear. Normally jeans and a t shirt, but that seemed out of place in this home. A denim skirt and top would be fine. After my shower I pulled them out and threw them on the bed.
I went for my underwear. Last night I wasn’t wearing any and my ass ended up on display. The thought of that made my pussy tingle, but my sensible side said put on panties. I went for a cute lacy pair of boy shorts. I wasn’t conscious of it at the time, but I guess I was anticipating that they might be seen.
Mark saw me put them on
“Oh? Panties tonight?” he teased.
“I could go without,” I offered, half hoping he’d say yes, then it dawned on me and I added, “wait, you’d want me to, wouldn’t you”
Mark blushed.
“Oh my god,” I teased. “You want Paul to see my ass again. Don’t you?”
He was silent.
“What else do you want?” I added. “I suppose you wouldn’t mind if he saw more, would you?”
I could see him still blushing.
“Well, we’ll see what we can do,” I said. I left the panties on as we headed out to the deck for dinner.
As I headed out for dinner a bunch of thoughts ran through my mind. I was learning a whole bunch about Mark I did not know. I did not know he got off by me showing off. I was also learned something about myself. I liked showing off.
When we got to the deck Karen and Paul were already out there at the table and food was already on the table. We sat down to eat. It was totally normal dinner conversation we talked about the fun we had on the boat and what our plans were for the next day. Basically going out on the boat again.