The next day I entered the office and Jenny and Carmen were deep into conversation I said Hello and got smiles and knowing glances from Carmen all day. I didn't ask Jenny not to say anything to others I just assumed her silence since there was an office policy about office relationships.
Carmen was a throwback to the 60's. She was about 5'5" and weighed about 105 lbs. with bleach blond shoulder length hair, her typical choice of clothing was a designer t-shirt and floor length skirt and sandals. Today I noticed for the first time that Carmen did not have anything on under her t-shirt because her nipples were fully erect.
Carmen is what I call a clinger. She does this with almost everyone if you are sitting, she comes up behind you, leans her left arm on you right shoulder and plasters her body up against you. Someone who didn't know her very well you would think she were throwing herself at you. Today though it was different, today instead of just standing there she began to ever so gently slide up and down rubbing her small but very perky tits against my back.
All day long I kept trying not to stare at her, but it was difficult, as she would cross the office I would absent mindedly watch her walking, then we would make eye contact smile. Then that awkward moment would occur where you look at a spot on the wall like it's the most important spot in the world. At that very moment it was. Carmen would just grin and keep going. This went on for most of the day, the problem for me was, I was becoming aroused and it was getting uncomfortable for me, as well as, embarrassing when I would stand up.
I was glad that this was my early day since I closed the night before. I knew that Carmen wasn't really flirting with me because she was getting married in just a few weeks. It had to be that my mind was stuck on sex since what happened last night. As I was leaving I stopped by jenny's desk in the reception area and left her a note since there always seemed to be patients around her area. The note said "I am staying on my sailboat tonight come to Jackson Park Harbor we will take it out for a sunset sail" I saw her take a quick look at the note and stick it into her pocket with a smile. Leading me to believe I was in for an encore of last night.
I got to my boat which was moored to a can out in the harbor and brought it along the dock. I changed from work clothes to shorts and a t-shirt and proceeded to prepare my boat for what I thought would be an evening of love making. An hour later, no Jenny and it was only about a ten-minute walk from our office in Hyde Park to the harbor, her shift ended 30 min ago. I was just about to give up hope for some female companionship and take my boat out for a sail and clear my head. I was thinking what was going through my mind, I was not the kind of guy who woman threw themselves at what happened last night was a fluke never to happen again. Just then I hear a female calling my name, my heart began to race thinking it was Jenny, but when I looked around it was Carmen instead of Jenny.
Carmen came trotting over with a big smile on her face and asked if she could go instead of Jenny, since she had to study for a college test the next day.
I said sure come aboard. As Carmen stepped from the dock onto the boat she caught the hem of her dress and fell into me. In the excitement of the fall my right hand caught her left breast. I could feel the surge of electricity between us and her nipple become hard under my palm. I probably left my hand there a little longer than I should have since there seem to be another awkward moment immediately after that.
Once she got her sea legs it became obvious a floor length dress was just too dangerous on a sail boat so I told her to go below to my cabin and change into a pair of gym shorts from the drawers on the right. Carmen went below while I proceeded to shove off and motor out of harbor. We were just leaving the mouth of the harbor when Carmen came from the cabin; she changed from her long dress and silk t-shirt to a pair of my boxers and one of my tank top t-shirts.
She said that she changed shirts as well since she was afraid that the spray from the boat could ruin her silk shirt.
I told her what ever made her comfortable. It rapidly became apparent that the clothing that she chose was significantly big on her. With every breeze her shirt would inflate and completely expose her small pert breasts with half dollar size nipples fully erect.
The boxers she chose even though they were new were three sizes too big for her. The waist band would ride low on her hips showing off her flat stomach and the creases of the front of her hips stopping just inches above her pussy. I wasn't sure but I thought I could see a tuft of dark hair peeking out over the top o the waist band.
I had Carmen hold the rudder still, on a course slightly off of directly into the wind, while I set the sails. As I raised the main sail the boat began to accelerate with a surge of power from the sail.
Carmen not having been on a sail boat before became nervous and pulled the tiller catching even more wind and accelerating even more.
I had just finished un furling the genoa sail the boat began to heel over to about 50 degrees not dangerous but if you don't know this it feel like the boat is turning over.
Carmen is screaming for me to come back. As I reached the cockpit area I noticed her on the lower side of the boat getting sprayed each time the bow of the boat struck a wave. The T-top was flapping in the wind and the white cotton boxers were becoming transparent.