Chapter 16: Mike

I drove back to the camper to get a good night’s sleep. I tossed and turned, thinking things over. This had been a strange trip, so much had happened I had a hard time processing it all. Reflecting it was good to be rich, I tried to figure how much money I’d spent so far. Deciding whatever it was was well justified, I grinned, thinking about Mrs M. and her husband, proud I was able to help her. She was like the grandmother I’d never had, and I made a mental note to stay in touch, and visit when I could.

Carrie popped in my mind, and I grinned. Doing a mental evaluation, I wondered if I was doing the right thing by guiding her into her female persona. I wondered if I was gay now, or bisexual, but decided I was just attracted to a female with a little extra. Not once since I had met her did I see anything but a woman. And I had to admit, she was hot as a firecracker, just discovering herself, wanting to experiment with everything.

They didn’t know it, but I had gotten bored fishing, and decided to join them on the deck this afternoon. An image I never thought I’d see was burned into my memory forever as I came up the stairs. I stopped instantly, watching the steamy sight in front of me. Carrie and Sarah, naked, glistening with oil, locked in a passionate sixty-nine, with Sarah on top. My head was just clearing the stairway, so I knew they probably couldn’t see me, and as engaged as they were I could have walked right by them and they probably wouldn’t have noticed. The grunts and squeals were getting louder, and Sarah let out a small shriek and stopped moving. If I had to bet I’d say she was covering Carrie’s face with her juices.

I felt a little twinge of jealousy, then smiled. Carrie was beginning to come into her own as a sexual being. Let her play, as long as it’s with Sarah. The thought of her with another man, however, set my teeth on edge. I went back to the little fishing platform. When they were sated, I was sure one of them would fetch me.

I heard footsteps and pretended to be asleep, stirring when Carrie called to me. She was standing inside the doorway, naked and grinning. “Does my haircut meet your approval?”

I was cativated by the little triange, and when she turned and bent over, exposing her hairless bottom, I almost lost it. She ran back up to the deck giggling. A wave of lust had overtaken me, and if I had gotten my hands on her then, she would have lost her virgin status right there on the stairwell.

When I made it to the deck, I stopped to admire Sarah and her bikini. It was modest, exhibiting her body while covering the key points. I told her how good she looked and she blushed. Carrie had decided since we had sunbathed nude before, she wasn’t going to ruin her tan with lines.

Sarah whined a little as I weighed the anchor, about having to keep her bikini on, and Carrie challenged her to join us nude. I was stunned to see two naked beauties when I came topside, both on their tummies with their legs spread a little. I admired Sarah, telling her how good she looked, especially hairless. She blushed but I could tell she liked the compliment. Carrie must have felt a little jealousy, because she asked me to go back to the galley to fetch more drinks.