It was the summer after high school graduation. Mandy's steady boyfriend, Danny, was at Annapolis, just starting his junior year. She was looking forward to summer vacation. It might be her last time with friends before she went to college in Baltimore. She seriously didn't intend to sit at home pinning for Danny. Sure, she thought that they were almost engaged, but she was eighteen, and there were lots of fun things for her to do before college.
Tommy and Steve called her the next weekend. Tommy's family had a cottage on the lake. His parents weren't going to use it that weekend, the ski boat was available, and did she want to go waterskiing? Then Steve mentioned that they thought they would have beer. Mandy didn't hesitate for a second.
Mandy told her parents that she was going water skiing with some friends. There was nothing unusual about her hanging out with friends, although her parents likely didn't suspect that by friends she meant boys with beer. Mandy had been doing pretty much what she wanted for the past couple of years anyway.
Of course, Mandy was ready when the guys picked her up, she didn't want them waiting so her mom could see who it was. She had her bikini under her shorts and tee shirt. She brought a small bag to double as her purse and a carrier for her dry clothes, hair brush and things she might need. Her parents didn't know that she always carried a couple of condoms, you know, just in case. Mandy might be almost engaged to Danny, and she fully expected him to be exclusive, but she'd do what she wanted, and just be careful. Most of the time at least.
Tommy opened the car door and climbed out so that she could sit in the middle. Steve was driving his father's old Impala. He said he liked it because it was the last car with bench seats. He also liked the gearshift on the floor. Mandy realized what that meant. Steve would likely be shifting a lot, right between her legs.
Mandy climbed in. Grinning ear to ear, Steve handed her a beer as soon as she slid to the middle of the seat, a leg on each side of the gearshift. She took the beer from Steve. Tommy climbed in and Steve handed him a beer too, reaching across Mandy to do so. He lightly brushed against her breast, seemingly by accident, although he didn't apologize. Mandy smiled, guessing how the guys wanted the evening to go.
They picked up a pizza on the way to the cottage. It took another fifteen minutes to get to the turn down to the lake.
Many of the cottages on that side of the lake had steep driveways, but the drive for this cottage was easy, although it was a couple of football fields long. Large trees gave it lots of privacy from the road, the surprising thing was that the neighbor cottages weren't right next door to it. There was their boathouse on one side, meaning that most of their dock was screened from the cottage on that side. Trees covered the spit of land on the other side of the cottage. That neighbor had a really large cottage, more of a house, two stories, but masked by trees between it and Tommy's place. Tommy had told her before that the people on that side were older and they didn't see them often. That meant that they could swim off the dock or party on the dock with some privacy.
Tommy grabbed a gas can out of the car and went to get the boat ready to ski. Mandy and Steve dropped their extra clothes in the cottage. Mandy slipped her shorts of, but left her tee shirt on. They carried the beer and pizza out to the boat.
Tommy pulled the boat out next to the dock. The water skis, jackets and other things were already in the boat. Mandy handed Tommy the pizza and climbed into the boat. Steve handed her the beer to put in the onboard cooler.
"Steve, do you want to ski first?" Tommy asked. "I'd like to make a quick loop with the boat to make sure everything is okay, then we can come back here and both of you can take off from the dock."
"Sure," Steve replied.
"Sounds good to me too," Mandy added.
Steve quickly got the jacket and skis on, then holding onto the ski rope, sat on the edge of the dock as Tommy slowly pulled the boat out a little ways from the dock. As the rope tightened, Tommy looked back at Steve.
"Ready?"
Grinning, Steve nodded.
Tommy accelerated the boat. Steve was off the dock and on his skis as the boat gathered speed, powering out into the calm of the lake. Tommy navigated a broad loop, then headed back to the dock. Once there, Mandy got into the water to join Steve. Tommy handled the boat perfectly as he pulled both of them forward. Mandy and Steve were up on their skis quickly, but Steve was obviously more skilled than Mandy. Not bad, she thought as they skied across the lake.
"What a blast!" Steve exclaimed, barely audible above the sounds of the boat and water flying past them.
Mandy only grinned and nodded slightly. It was a total blast. She was glad that she only had finished half her beer, she didn't want to crash into the water and make herself look silly.
They skied behind the boat for maybe ten or fifteen minutes. Then Tommy slowed down, letting Mandy and Steve sink into the water gently.
"My turn," Tommy called back to them.
Mandy knew that the guys often took turns with Steve driving the boat so that Tommy could ski. In a few minutes, Steve was towing her and Tommy across the lake. She could feel that he was almost as good with the boat as Tommy.
They skied for another twenty minutes or so. By then Mandy said she was ready to get in the boat for a while. Steve stopped the boat, she climbed in, wrapping a towel around her shoulders as Steve started the boat again.
After a few minutes, Mandy grabbed some pizza out of the box, then decided that she wanted a beer. Steve glanced at her as she opened the cooler.
"Hand me one of those, please?"
Mandy pulled a beer out and opened it for him. Steve took a couple of big swallows. Mandy felt she should keep up, so she took a large swallow herself. After that, she matched Steve gulp for gulp.
