Alexandra is a beautiful young woman, with dark hair, a perfect body, and eyes you could get lost in. We had met each other awhile back, and we seemed to hit it off right away. We had gotten together a few times over the last month for dinner, or coffee, but it never went further. During our last conversation she told me how much she loves boats and being near the water.
"What a coincidence," I said. "I have a boat."
"I would love to see it sometime."
"What are you doing this weekend," I asked.
"Going boating with you of course," she replied with a large smile.
We chatted for a couple hours more, and made plans to meet up on Saturday morning at a lake about an hour away. The rest of that week seemed like it took forever. I couldn't stop thinking of Alexandra. Her smile, the way she moved, and her gorgeous eyes were always in my thoughts.
I got to the lake early on Saturday morning. I wanted to make sure everything was ready when she arrived, so we could spend as much time together as possible. I launched my boat and tied it to the dock. It wasn't the most impressive boat, but definitely not junk. A simple twenty foot, open bow, ski boat that had served me well for some time now. I loaded the cooler with beer and snacks onto the boat and waited. About an hour later her car came pulling into the lot.
I couldn't help but get excited as I watched her walk toward my boat. She had on a pair of cut off jean shorts that showed off her tan shapely legs very well. The tight white tank she had on looked amazing, and as she got closer I could make out a pink bikini top under it. Her dark sun glasses hid her eyes, but she was stunning. I couldn't think of when I had seen a sexier woman in my life.
"Hi James, nice boat," she said, as she handed me her bag and stepped aboard.
"Hi there, and if I may say you look amazing," I replied still staring at her beautiful body. "Ready to go?"
"Absolutely, I just have to slip out of some cloths, so I can take advantage of this sun. You don't mind do you?"
"No, not at all."
She smiled at me again, and kept watching me stare at her as she began to remove her cloths. She began by pulling her shirt up slowly, 'very slowly' I thought to myself, but I was enjoying it. Still moving slowly she pulled it over her head and off, dropping it onto one of the seats. I looked over her bared skin cheerfully. From the top of her shorts up her flat stomach. Her gorgeous breasts hanging in that little pink bikini top. I didn't realize that she had stopped what she was doing and staring at me.
"Enjoying the show?"
