I looked back at the table. I saw Paul say something to Jim and Tom. Then they all looked at me. I wondered what they were talking about. My heart started racing wondering what Paul had told them.
The song ended and we headed back to the table. Tom handed Karen and I drinks. He raised his glass.
“Cheers to the two hottest women on the dance floor,” he said.
“Here, here,” said Paul.
A little flush came over me.
“You’re a lucky man Mark,” said Jim.
“I know,” said Mark.
Jim got a little more, um, forward? “She’s one of the hottest women I’ve met,” he said. “Right guys?”
They all agreed, “Yes. You bet. Absolutely,” they all exclaimed.
“Do you mind if I dance with her?” Jim asked.
I kinda liked that they asked Mark and not me. It took the responsibility of deciding off my shoulders.
“No, not at all,” Mark answered.
Jim took me by the hand and led me to the dance floor. His strong arms encircled me. At almost a foot taller than me my head had to tilt way back to look at him. I felt small in his arms. I liked that.
“You are one sexy woman,” he whispered in my ear.
It felt good to be told I was sexy by this older man. I looked at the table. I could see them all watching me. I liked it.
I started swaying my body moving my hips and ass. I could tell other men around me were noticing me. I saw a woman give her husband a dirty look. Jim easily guided me on the floor and it was easy to let myself just go to the feeling.
As we were dancing I felt my T-shirt ride up over my ass. No big deal, I was wearing my bikini. Nothing anybody hadn’t seen before. I looked back at the table. I saw Paul lean over and say something to Tom. They both looked at me. Tom smiled. I felt a warm flush all over my body. Once again I swore to myself that Mark better be ready when I got my hands on him.
The song ended and Jim escorted me back to the table. When we got there Jim kept his arm around my waist. I didn’t stop him. Neither did Mark.
It was a fun afternoon. The drinks flowed easily and the guys took turns dancing with me and Karen. Even Danny danced with me, but Karen did have to encourage him.
As the afternoon wore on I got more comfortable and started dancing a little bit sexier. I’d pull my T-shirt up to my waist and shake my bikini covered ass or I’d shimmy at the guys. I admit I was having fun teasing them. I’d rub up against them and then pull away. I told myself it was funny teasing these older men, but it was also making me hot.
After a couple of hours it was time to head home. All I could think of was getting Mark down below again and fucking him. As we got ready to go Karen invited the guys back to the house. They all agreed.
Jim decided he’d come with us on the boat while the other guys drove. We all headed out.
I still had hopes of dragging Mark below decks as we boarded the boat. They were quickly dashed when Paul asked Mark if he wanted to drive. Mark jumped at the chance and I was left feeling horny.
Mark and Paul took their place on the fly bridge. Karen said she needed a nap and headed below. I also needed a nap but felt like someone had to keep Jim company.
Jim and I were sitting in the main cabin. I laid back on the bench. Jim came over and sat by my feet. He picked one up and started rubbing it. It felt very good, I moaned.
“Like that do you?” Jim said.
“Feels good,” I replied.
He continued to rub one foot. Then the other. Slowly he started rubbing my ankles. I moaned again. It felt good. He slowly moved up my legs and started doing my calves. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it. He took his time.
His hands started moving up my legs to my knees and then thighs. I didn’t move. I wondered how far he’d go if I didn’t stop him. The closer he got to my pussy, the more I didn’t want him to stop.
I looked up at Mark. Every once in awhile he’d look away from the water and check out what Jim was doing. He didn’t say a thing. At one point he caught my eyes and smiled st me.
Jim’s fingers brushed my bathing suit. Probably because I was so horny, I as very aware of his hand near my pussy.
At that point he said, “roll over, I’ll do your back.”
I did as I was told. He started at my shoulders and worked his way down. I felt so relaxed, but his strong hands weren’t doing much to relax my horniness. As he rubbed the sides of my tits I wondered what he’d do if I suddenly rolled over.
I played it out in my mind. Him rubbing my tits, Mark watching from the flybridge. Jim lowering his lips to my nipples. I squirmed a little to readjust myself.
Jim worked his hands down to my ass and back of my thighs. As he rubbed his hands up my thighs towards my ass I instinctively raised my hips a bit and pushed my ass up. I’m sure he noticed. He spent some time rubbing my ass cheeks.
My body was burning up. I sat up.
“Whew,” I exclaimed. “I need a cold drink.”
Jim laughed, “I’m on it,” he said.
Good as his word I had an ice cold margarita in my hands in three minutes. Karen came back and joined us and we chatted the rest of the way back to Paul’s house. When we docked the boat the other guys were already there.
“I gotta shower,” I said. I wanted to get the sea spray, suntan lotion, and sun grime off my body. I also wanted Mark to join me and fuck me in the shower.
“Mark, are you going to wash up?” I hinted as well as I could.
“I’m all set,” said mr. dense. He was deep in conversation with Tom and Bill.
I kinda got a little miffed that he was so out of tune with my being horny, but realized I really had no right to be, but fuck, I was HORNY!
I headed to my bathroom and started the shower. I jumped in and let the hot water cascade over my body. In my mind I replayed dancing with all those guys, their hands on me, watching me.
As I showered my hand drifted down to my pussy. I thought of dancing with all those men. All their eyes on me. I could feel how smooth my pussy was. It felt exposed. I liked it. My fingers found my clit. With visions of masturbating in front of all those men, I brought myself to an orgasm. It wasn’t really satisfying. I needed to get fucked.
I dried off and went to get dressed. I looked at what I brought. Nothing I wanted to wear. I went to the deck in just my towel.
“Karen,” I asked. Would you mind lending me something to wear? I really didn’t bring the right clothes.”
“Of course dear,” she replied. She got up and we both went to her bedroom.
“Wait,” I said.
I ran to my room and pulled out a pair of panties. It was a light pink thong with dark pink ribbons and ruffles on the edges. They were one of Mark’s favorites.
I headed back to Karen’s room. She had pulled out some stuff, all of it on the revealing side. She was naked when I returned. She looked at me and said, “I should change too.