Chapter 3

Josh laid on deck at the bow of a sixty foot schooner trying to deepen his tan. All around him the crew were busy lifting and lowering the sails. Half the crew were beautiful blond females while the other half were muscular men, all with blond hair. They were an all Swedish crew. All were dressed down to their bare essentials the women in revealing bikinis and the men in speedos. They communicated to each other in their native tongue never bothering the two people who hired them. The boat was christened 'Camille'.

"Hello, darling," Camille said softy as she lay in a chaste lounge right next to him. She wore a silk green bikini with the bra barely covering her nipples which protruded in the sheer material. Her bottom only hid her sex but the silk already was drawn in to clearly show her pussy lips. Her long red hair was up but she wore a wide brim straw hat to keep her face, shoulders and neck from freckling.

"Hi," Josh smiled. "You look good enough to eat."

"Maybe we can do something about your appetite tonight," she laughed softly giving him a playful slap on his shoulder. "You're so impossible!"

"I can't help it if I can't get enough of your pussy," he laughed. "It's delicious and I love it when you spray my face with your cum."

"I can say the same when I taste your sperm," she took his hand and kissed it.

Josh turned on his side to face her, "I know I've asked you before but what do you see in me. The guys working here have muscles on top of muscles and their speedos tell me that they are all pretty well hung."

"It's called love, darling," she put his index finger into her mouth and sucked on it looking at him lustfully in the eyes. "I love you, not them. I've never loved anyone but you and that is all you have to know. My adoration of you is one that is unconditional."

"Yeah, but... I don't have a job, a few thousand in the bank, and I'm not a hunk like these guys on this boat are... it just puzzles me why you love me so much."

"Don't you feel the chemistry between us?" Camille laid a hand on his upper thigh. She felt delighted that he was growing an erection. "I've always have been attracted to you even going way back to when we were freshmen in high school. I thought you were the cutest guy living and developed a big crush on you. There were other girls who thought you were cute too."

"I'm glad you're attracted to me but when I look in the mirror, I can't see for the life of me how you can find me as desirable as you say. You've got movie star looks, I don't."

"It is that cock of yours touching my little finger that turns me one," she smiled.

"Yeah it wants you again," he grinned.

Taking him by the hand, she guided him up and they made their way below to their stately cabin at the front of the schooner with a large plastic bubble of plexi-glass so they could see the fish. Camille had no problem removing the strings that held up her tiny bikini. She fell into bed watching him lower his shorts so that she could get a good view of his helmeted penis.

"No fore play, darling. I'm just need your erection in me," she said, spreading her legs. Josh climbed between her legs and slid it in. She was already sopping wet as her vaginal muscle squeezed him tight. Camille legs wrapped about his waist and her arms around his neck pulling him down for one of her passionate kisses. She heard the radio say that there was a storm brewing in the course they had plotted, but she gave it no mind. Her man was making love to her and at that moment that was all that counted.

Above the terrible storm Victoria read the new issue of Vogue as she sipped at the bloody mary drink she paid for only moments ago. She was headed for Tahiti to set up getting Josh back when they arrived. She wore tight jeans with three inch heels and a sexy silk pink blouse. A few men hit on her but she gave them all that unwelcome look. They retreated to the back from where they came. She secretly smiled at herself knowing she was easily been able to take care of herself.

The light dinged on above her telling all to fasten their seatbelts. The pilot announced that they were going to encounter rough conditions for a while. Almost at once they hit a violent air pocket. The plane seemed to go into a freefall for a moment before righting itself and climbing above the clouds once. Victoria spotted bolts of lightning flashing below the craft. She tried going back to the article but bouncing of the aircraft made it impossible for her to read on. Tossing the magazine on the empty seat next to her, crossing her legs she decided just to look out the window until jolting past.