Chapter 2

Over the next few weeks, I began getting up early and riding my bicycle with my sister. She took me to the gym, where I started a rigorous routine. It wasn’t long before my body shape was changed. I hadn’t lost as much weight as I wanted to, but my tummy was tighter, and so were my legs. I found my clothing no longer fit well, and I knew I would have to start shopping for a new wardrobe.

Kyle and I continued to date. He seemed to accept that I wouldn’t let him do anything except kiss me and quit trying. Once, while we were doubling with Lindy and Steve, they got hot and heavy in the car’s back seat. While kissing Kyle, I glanced back and saw Steve’s hand under Lindy’s top. The sight made me uncomfortable, and I ruined the night by making Kyle take me home.

Dad invited Kyle to join us on the boat. We would leave at ten in the morning and cruise to Lexington for a late lunch. When we were ready to depart, I took the helm and piloted our forty-eight-foot Viking convertible out of the marina toward Lake Huron.

“You never told me your family had a yacht, let alone you could drive it, Trish.” Kyle sat beside me at the helm and watched me as we rode.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Dad and I learned how to operate the boat when he bought it a few years ago.”

“It’s the biggest boat I’ve ever been on.”

I stood up, smiled at Kyle, and said, “Do you want to drive for a while?”

“Wow! I sure do. Are you sure your dad won’t mind?”

“No, don’t oversteer and listen to me. It isn’t hard to do.”

When Kyle and I switched places, he gripped the wheel like it would get away. I told him to lighten up and relax. After a few minutes, he settled down and kept the boat in a straight line.

Mom and Dad came up to the flying bridge, and Dad took over. Mom told us there were fresh fruit, cheese, and crackers in the galley, and Kyle and I should go down and eat.

When we walked into the cabin, Amy and Darrel were coming out. My sister wore a skimpy bikini. Kyle gulped when he saw her. After Amy and Darrel left, I pinched Kyle’s arm.

“Don’t stare at my sister!”

“Um, sorry, I wasn’t expecting to see her in a bikini.”

“More like two Band-Aids and a cork. You still shouldn’t stare. It’s not polite.”

I made a mental note to chastise my sister for wearing the bikini in front of my boyfriend. Kyle and I went to the dinette, sat down, and ate the fresh fruit and other things Mom set out. I offered him coffee, but Kyle took a soda instead. I had coffee and a glass of orange juice.

Once we finished, I cleared the table and stowed the food in the refrigerator. I told Kyle to wait for me, went down to the staterooms, and changed into my new bathing suit. While shopping with my sister, she convinced me to buy a new two-piece suit. It wasn’t a micro bikini like hers, but it was smaller than any I’d ever worn in public.

Kyle’s mouth fell open as he stared at me when I returned. I chuckled under my breath and turned around slowly for him to see.

“You better close your mouth, or you’ll catch flies. I guess it means you like my new suit?”

Kyle closed his mouth and nodded. “Wow, you’re hot!”

I smiled and thanked him. “Do you want to put your suit on and lie in the sun on the foredeck?”

Kyle grabbed his duffel bag and asked where he could dress. I took him below and showed him. He went into the head while I waited for him to change into his trunks.

I led Kyle to the foredeck, and we stretched out with my sister and Darrel on the pad my dad had installed. We watched the scenery along the river as Dad motored upstream.

“Have you taken the boat out alone,” Darrel asked me.

“Yes, a few times. Some of my girlfriends and I went to Cedar Point last year. We stayed on the boat in the marina at the park.”

Kyle looked at me. “Your dad let you take the boat out for that long?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I can run it almost as well as Dad can. After he bought it, he and I spent a lot of time together on the boat. We took safe boating classes to learn the rules and navigation, then hired a captain to teach us how to operate this boat.”

When he asked my sister the same question, Amy told Kyle she wasn’t interested in learning how to operate the boat. “I was away at school and had no chance to learn. I like going out on it but not driving it.”

“I sure would,” Kyle said. “If my dad had a boat, I’d be out on it as much as possible. Maybe you and I can take it out one day, Trish.”

“Sure, we could have a party and go to the island.”

“What Island?” Kyle asked.

“Gull Island in the Middle Channel. A lot of people go there to party.”

“Don’t get drunk on Dad’s boat,” Amy told me.

“You know I don’t drink! I’ve never even tasted booze.”

Amy and Darrel started to talk about the wedding and their plans for a honeymoon. They were going on a cruise in the Caribbean, leaving the day after the wedding.

Amy had one more year of school before graduating and starting medical school. She planned on going to Wayne State like I was. Amy and Darrel put a down payment on a house and would move in right after the wedding.

Dad pulled into the harbor at Lexington, and I helped with the lines. My sister and I went below to change our suits and put on skirts and tops. Once everyone was ready, we walked up to town and browsed the shops.

Mom, Amy, and I went into a couple of shops where I found cute short and top outfits. Mom got a little upset when I held up a thong bikini. I laughed, telling her I wasn’t planning on buying it.

“I would certainly hope not. My underwear covers more than this suit would.”

My sister made a comment about the fact her underwear was smaller than the suit. Mom shook her head in disgust.

After we checked out the stores we wanted to, we went to find the men. Dad, Darrel, and Kyle sat on a bench when we arrived, discussing golf. Mom told my dad we were ready to eat and headed for the restaurant.

Kyle and I sat next to each other at the table. We all had the buffet and enjoyed the meal. After eating, we went back to the boat and prepared to leave.

I took the helm while Dad and Kyle freed the lines, pulled out of the slip, and headed to the lake. I went down the Middle Channel to show Kyle the island I told him about on the trip back. There were boats around the island, and Kyle asked if we would stop.

Looking over the rail at my parents, sister, and Darrel sitting in the cockpit, I asked if we could stop and go for a swim. Dad said he didn’t care, so I began looking for a spot to anchor.

I turned the boat around, backed into a spot between two other boats, dropped the anchor, and pulled against it to set it in the soft sandy bottom. I shut down the twin diesel engines once the boat was secure and safe from the others.

Kyle and I went below to change into our suits. He used the head while I went to one of the staterooms. When we came out, Amy and Darrel were coming into the passageway. I chuckled as I watched them go into the stateroom together.

“Let’s go swimming, Kyle. They may be a while.” I blushed as I said it.

Kyle and I went out to the cockpit, and I opened the transom door to go down the swim ladder into the water. We waded in the warm water, waiting for my sister and Darrel to join us.

“Just Desserts?” Kyle pointed at the boat’s transom and read the name.

“Yeah, Dad’s a trial lawyer. He won some big cases a few years ago and bought the boat and our new house.”

“I can see why you want to be a lawyer, Trish.”

“I don’t want to be a trial lawyer. I plan on working in family law or maybe tax law.”

“Hey, Mom, are you going to get into the water?” Amy asked as she stood near the transom door.

“Not right now. Your father and I are having a drink.”

Amy shrugged her shoulders and climbed into the water. Darrel followed her over to where Kyle and I stood. Kyle and Darrel walked ahead of my sister and me, looking at the boats and girls.

“Took you long enough, Amy,” I said quietly.

“Sorry, I wanted dessert, and so did my sweetie.”

I scrunched my face and shrugged my shoulders.

“You are so dense sometimes. I gave Darrel a blowjob while he ate my pussy.”

“Couldn’t you wait until you two got home?”

“Sure, but we didn’t want to. Darrel loves it when I suck his cock.” Amy licked her lips. “I love it too.”

“You let him ejaculate in your mouth?”

“Hell, yes, it’s the best part. I can’t get enough of his cum sometimes. He likes my cum too.”

I felt my stomach turn as I thought about what she and Darrel did to one another. I heard girls at school talk about giving their boyfriends blowjobs and knew what was involved, but I couldn’t see myself doing it.

“If you don’t give your boyfriend a little action, he’ll start looking elsewhere. After all, he is a guy, and they think with their cocks most of the time.”

“You do what you do to so Darrel doesn’t stray?”

Amy smiled and shook her head. “I do them because I like to. Because I do, I don’t think I have to worry about my future husband looking elsewhere to fulfill his needs.”

“It looks like he and Kyle are checking out the girls around here.”

“Sure, don’t you check out other guys? I know I do. Looking and doing are two different things. All the guys I’ve ever gone with look at other girls, but they go to bed with me,” Amy said.

“I want to know more about sex, but I’m scared. I worry about getting pregnant or something. Sometimes I get so turned on when Kyle and I kiss I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to stop him if I let him get started.”

“Get on the pill. I’ve been taking the pill since I was in the tenth grade.”

“I thought you said you were a virgin until you were out of high school,” I said.

“I was, but I wasn’t going to take any chances. I didn’t want to become a mom if I got carried away with some guy.”

“What did Mom say when you asked her to let you take birth control pills?”

“I didn’t ask her. I went to a clinic and forged her signature on the form. She never knew.”

“I could never lie.”

“Sure, you can; it’s easy. Besides, it isn’t lying, not to Mom. But I think you can get them by yourself anyway.” Amy smiled at me. “If you want me to, I’ll take you to the clinic.”

I shook my head, but in the back of my mind, what Amy said made sense. It was like having a fire suppression system on the boat. You have it in case you need it. The more I thought about it, the more the idea appealed to me. While I wasn’t planning on having sex anytime soon, it could happen.

I often went home wet and frustrated after Kyle and I parked in his dad’s car. I was still preventing him from feeling my breasts or anywhere else, but the longer I went out with him, the more I realized it wouldn’t always be the case.

I thought about Amy’s statement about Kyle straying if I didn’t satisfy him. I had to decide how important he was to me.

My sister and I caught up with Darrel and Kyle, walked beside them, and glanced around. One of the boats we passed had a group of guys waving strings of beads.

“Like the Mardi Gras, guys wanting girls to flash their tits for beads,” Amy said.

“Go ahead and show them your tits, pumpkin,” Darrel told my sister.

Amy turned toward the boat, pulled her top above her breasts, wiggled her shoulders, recovered herself, and waited for one of the guys to toss a string of plastic beads. After putting them around her neck, she laughed and turned to me.