tinuing Jolene's Adventures:
Getaway Ch. 02: Jet Ski Fun
True to form the day after their arrival at the beach Jolene was up with the sun looking for adventure. After being nearly killed several times along the way to the beach by Jolene being her normal, sexy, distracting self, Sly begged to stay in bed for a much needed rest. Jolene put on her new pink bikini and a pair of white and really short shorts and headed out to see what fun the beach offered at this early hour of sunrise. They had been here once before a while ago and she remembered there were lots of shops along the board walk and plenty to see. After a coffee in a diner near the shore Jolene headed more toward the water's edge. Along the way early morning risers were jogging and walking their way into a brand new beach day which promised to be bright and hot. A few of the guys she passed along the way were lifting weights and doing morning exercises. As she went by she heard more than one guy comment on her nice ass or voluptuous tits. Pretending not to notice but happy to be stimulated by their comments she continued on. Soon she spied a Jet Ski Rental and decided that was going to be her morning fun.
As she mounted the few steps into the building she looked at the ocean and thought how beautiful it was in the morning light and very calm. She hoped it would get up some good waves for some wave jumping. The kid at the cash register was looking at a computer screen when she came in and was not really paying much attention until she cleared her throat to say something then he almost broke his neck doing a double take. Jolene was thinking typical male response to a hot girl and how could she use it to her advantage.
"Good morning," she said sweetly. "I'd like to rent a Jet Ski."
"Of course," came his reply, as he knocked over his coffee trying to turn to face her.
"For the day or by the hour," the nervous clerk asked?
"By the hour," she responded, looking to see what he was trying to hide behind the counter. Apparently the clerk had been surfing porn on the computer behind the counter and she caught him. She noted a pretty good size bulge in his shorts. Not bad she thought.
"Have you rented here before," he asked?
"Nope, but I have an account at this chain store," she said. "Look in your computer file under Harker, Jolene. Phone number 315 555 2212."
"Ah, Here you are," he said. "Welcome back. I'll set you right up"
As she was waiting for the clerk to fill out the electronic form she noticed two guys had come in and were waiting in line behind her. An older gentleman with graying hair and not too bad of a body she mused. The other guy with him was younger, maybe her age or slightly less. He was fairly muscular too and both had nice tans. She smiled at them sweetly. They smiled back and then exchanged glances. In the mirror behind the counter she saw them both mouth the word wow to each other. They were both checking her ass as she was leaning on the counter squeezing her tits together with her forearms which was making the clerk more nervous. A few drops of sweat were formed in the groove between her mounds and it was distracting the hell out of the clerk. He was imputing data and glancing over at her thinking he'd like to chase those beads of sweat with his tongue. Jolene was aware of what he was doing and chose to lean even further over to give this kid a show and have some fun with him. She was sure she had made his day already. In the mean time the guys in line behind her were not complaining about how long it was taking because they were ogling her butt cheeks which were well below her shorts legs. In the mirror Jolene could see them adjusting their swelling cocks in their swim suits. Chuckling to herself she thought men are so easy. I'm going to have fun with these two.
Finally the clerk was done and he handed her a bright red and white bobber with a key on it. "Here is your key, Ski number 13," he said. "Hope you're not superstitious," he chuckled.
"Thirteen is my lucky number," said Jolene, as she took the key from him.
"We'll have your ride up for you in a few minutes. We don't officially open for another ten minutes. The guy who fuels and gets the skis ready came in late this morning. It won't be long," he assured her.
"No problem. I'm not in any hurry," she said, as she took a look at the two guys behind her again and headed for the deck.
The next two guys pretended not to pay her any attention as she went by but all three men were definitely eye fucking her as she swished her ass out the door.