I woke up early to look over and see Mom reading her book, with the sun starting to shine through the glass door. I noticed her. Like I stopped to notice her. Her brown hair I had seen all my life was know suddenly chestnut colored and with noticeable highlights. The way her tank top sat on her shoulders, lightly caressing her shoulder blades and fitting tight down her back due to her bulbous boobs leaping off her chest. I noticed the way her light touch fingertips moved the page ever so daintily and the color of her skin in the bright sunshine. She looked ravishing- and also looked plain at the same time. Plain but still a very sexy, mature woman that I had the privilege to spend time with. It was an amazing few minutes I spent lost in thought until
"Oh good morning!" Mom said in her excited tone. I snapped out of my day dream and met her eyes and then we both seemed to notice the tent I was forming under the sheets. I quickly moved my body and lifted my knees, which drew a giggle from her and returned a hearty "Morning Mom."
"You're silly." she said calmly, both of us knowing I had a major case of morning wood.
"Are you ready for today? I can't wait to get out and see some stuff on our own time and our own boat." she gushed.
"Yea Mom. It should be awesome but I am a little nervous about this boat. I haven't ever driven a boat, have you?" I asked.
"How hard can it be? They will train us after all. We should head down to the dock soon I guess. Probably ok to get there a little early. I am going to get changed and then the bathroom is all yours mister." She said as she walked across the room and closed the bathroom door tight. While mom was "getting ready" I jumped out of bed and threw a pair of board shorts on and grabbed a fresh shirt and a spare in case I needed it later. Just as I realized I needed to take that morning piss the door opened and my mom popped out of the bathroom wearing what seemed like her trademark short denim shorts and a tank top. Her smile was radiant and her boobs seemed to have a bit more support on the way out of the bathroom than the way in. I marveled at how they bounced and swayed with every step she took. Her long legs sticking out of the denim shorts ending with gloriously painted toenails- bright red today. I pondered for a moment what color they were yesterday and then remembered I had to pee. "Thanks Mom!" as we traded places and I got to use the toilet.
We headed downstairs to the dock and informed the worker we met there that we might be early but happily they said it was no biggie and we could get started on learning the boat. We spent the next hour being taught by a very patient resort employee about boater safety and the controls of the Rebalo R160 Console Cruiser we would be taking for the day.
"You ready to go?" Mom asked, almost bursting at the seams with excitement.
"Yea I guess. Not much more to learn I suppose." I answered, looking toward the teacher for confirmation.
"Yea, you both seem to know the basics. Here is a map of some islands you can get to, or feel free to explore out to this line..." he motioned to a line on the map, and showed us where it was on the GPS unit as well. "This is the end of the resorts span of control. If you go past here, the boat will send a signal and someone will come get you and bring you back. Not a big deal, but try to stay in the guidelines. Plenty to explore." our fearless teacher said as he jumped off the bow and with a nod and a wave, gave the boat a shove away from the dock.
"Do you want to drive?" I offered to Mom.
"Are you kidding me, no way. I am going to be driven today Captain." she said with a wink and a chuckle as she laid back, opened the supplied cooler and grabbed a bottle of water. I fired up the engines and slowly the harbor was but a memory and we hit the open water. I sped around for awhile, just having fun. It was loud and fast- lots of fun. Mom seemed to be enjoying herself as well, and to be honest the long legs and jiggly boobs were pretty nice to look at.
She got up and slid a little closer to the control deck and shouted "Lets beach somewhere and get some sand time!!!" while wildly gesturing with her arms toward a beautiful white sand beach dotted in the turquoise water with just a little bit of green jungle growing behind the beach. There was a coconut tree off to the left of the beach. I slowed down and slowly guided it into the sand and we came to a stop.
"Slid it right in there Captain." Mom said, as she jumped off the boat into the ankle deep water. Dumbfounded by her pseudo-sexual comment I simply laughed and followed her fine butt off the boat and onto the beach. Within seconds she pulled her top off to reveal a red bikini top, more than a thing bikini, but less than a mom bikini. Tossing her shirt on the sand she then unsnapped her jean shorts and shimmied out of them, in a way that women must get taught that drives guys wild. Her red bikini bottoms matched the top and she tossed the shorts down and skipped toward me.
"Wanna swim?" she said as she walked past me into the water. I pulled my shirt off and followed her in. WE played in the water for 20-25 minutes before she indicated she was done and looking to lay on the sand a bit.
"I am gonna go lay down and get some sun and dry off. You ok by yourself?" she asked.
"Yea mom, go ahead. I might get out too, and go explore the tree line a little bit." I told her as we started walking toward the clothes we left on the beach.
"Ok, be careful though." she warned. She stopped by the boat to grab a towel and a couple waters, tossing me one. "How long you think you'll be?" she asked.
"Not sure. Maybe only a few minutes. Not sure how big this rock is after all." I replied, honestly not sure how much exploring there was to do.
"Well, go enjoy yourself. I'll be here. Don't get lost." she said as she plopped down on the towel covered sand.
"Dont overdo the tanning Mom." I chided, always worried about our complexion and the risk of skin cancer. I trudged off toward the coconut tree and then into the trees. I found a little trail and that led to another trail and another and then I had found the other side of the island. There were birds and small animals the whole way. It was absolutely paradise and I felt pretty lucky. Looking at my watch I realized I had been gone for almost 45 minutes and decided to head back, I figured there was a more direct route, since I had seen these trails on the way to this side- it wouldn't take the full 45 to get back to Mom and our boat.
As I came through the tree line I saw her- laying on her back, sun glasses on, and top most certainly off. Her boobs were exposed in all their glory. If I thought I had a good show yesterday, today was even better. I stopped for a moment to take it in. From my angle I could see her side and the strap of her bikini bottom hugging her shapely hip, toes pointed straight up in the air, nipples proudly in the salty air and her face, almost permanently in a smile it seemed. She was gorgeous. I snapped out of it and decided to step back into the tree line so I could holler and she could keep some modesty.
