Mr. Happy lurched control of the body before I put an end to what was about to happen. Unable to stop myself, I gently pushed her down onto the aft bench seat and knelt between her spread legs. With my height, we were eye level. I kissed her neck as I moved to seal the deal. Then the big brain asserted itself.
“We should slow down. Let’s go swimming and get to know each other better before …” as I left the rest unsaid.
I saw the confusion appear as Erika tried to figure out what I was up to.
“Trust me,” I said before she got upset. “I want you more than you imagine. When we do anything at all, I want it to be special. That’s what a first time should be, right?”
I gave her a little kiss on the lips and my sexiest smile, the one that gets me paid the big bucks. Erika tilted her head to the side as if she would figure me out better from a different angle. I’m not really sure why I was putting the brakes on if this was just a hookup. Despite my occasional reservations, I’d come to grips with seducing a girl for a no-strings-attached moment of fun. I should thank Lexi for teaching me that.
With Erika, I wanted her to not be surprised when this turned into a one-night stand. Somehow, it was different with her. I didn’t want to just have sex with her. Deep inside me, something told me she’d be worth the wait to do it right.
“Maybe a swim might be a better idea,” Erika said reluctantly.
I inwardly thanked her for agreeing with me. If she’d given even the slightest indication that we should move this forward, I couldn’t have stopped myself. I stood up and dropped my towel. Erika was now eye level with Mr. Happy, who was making his Alien impression as he tried to burst through the ridiculously tight swim trunks. She apparently couldn’t help herself as her eyes locked onto him. Erika then made a brazen scan of my body.
Frick!
I gritted my teeth. Suddenly, I wanted desperately to drop back down between her legs, pull her suit aside, and plunge deep inside her. Instead, I jumped up on the deck over the engines in the back. It had a mat-like surface that looked perfect for laying out to get some sun. I stepped over to the edge to see if I could see the bottom. I felt a hand in the small of my back, and the next thing I knew, I was tumbling into the water. If I’d stuck my toe in, I would never have gone in. It was freezing.
I broke the surface and said a few choice words. The tight swim trunks wouldn’t be a problem anymore because Mr. Happy and the twins were now trying to hide from the frigid water.
“Swim towards the beach, and it gets warmer,” she assured me and then dove in.
She cut through the water like an Olympic swimmer. I decided to follow her, not really sure whether to trust her, but I hoped for the best. Sure enough, as I got closer to the shore, the water began to get noticeably warmer. While it was still cold, it was bearable. Either that or I was becoming numb.
When I caught up, she swam in a circle around me, grinned, and laughed as she splashed me with her legs before she tried to swim away from me. I reached out, grabbed her leg, and pulled her back to me. She sputtered; her laughter increased until it was wholehearted. When she laughed like that, she instantly rated a ten in my book. I couldn’t help myself as I wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed her again.
The evil minx wrapped her legs around my waist. I was painfully aware of how easy it would be to take this to its forgone conclusion. I pulled back and held her gaze.
“You’re amazing,” I said.
“You’re not too bad yourself,” she said with a playful grin.
She slowly unwrapped her legs and winked at me. When this finally did happen, it would be epic.
Erika and I acted like little kids and romped around in the water. She discovered that I was very handy at launching her into the air so she could make graceful dives. All that work in the weight room had paid off.
When we got tired, we didn’t want to get out of the water yet, so she sent me back to the boat. I got masks, snorkels, and fins for us both, and we put them on to check out the fish. I found that the water was teeming with wildlife. They seemed to like the warmer water.
Finally, we were worn out and swam back to the boat. Erika had planned ahead and had packed a lunch. We lounged on the back deck and ate. Once we finished our meal, I laid back and let the sun warm me up. Erika stretched out next to me.
“Tell me about yourself,” Erika encouraged.
“I live in a small town in the Midwest of the United States. My mother sells real estate, and my dad manages a golf course. I have one older brother who’s a junior in college. I have a daughter and three sons and claim another child as one of my sons,” I said, then looked over to see her reaction.
“Wow. I didn’t think you Americans had large families.”
“Most don’t.”
“Are you married?”
“No, and the children are from four different women. Two of them are here on vacation with me.”
“Okay. I’m not sure I understand.”
“They’re older. We make it work.”
“You’re single?” Erika asked.
