Hurry UP!! Michael called as he placed the cooler in the truck, Were going to be late. Pat hurried to get her top buttoned and rushed out the door. Michael was always such a stickler for being on time. She sometimes wished he could be a bit more flexible. Patricia was not really sure she was ready for the day trip Michael had planned. His friend had invited them to spend the day on his boat at the lake, but she had never met him and was unsure of what to expect. Still, it WAS a break from the routine, and that was always a good thing.

Pushing her cautions aside, Patricia climbed up into the truck and said OK, Lets go. Michael quickly put the truck in gear and they headed towards the lake. After an hour of driving, they arrived at the dock and began unloading the truck. As Michael was getting the cooler from behind the seat, she heard a voice call out...Hey!! Hope you didnt forget the Beer!!. Of COURSE I remembered the beer Michael replied as he turned to greet the young man walking up from the marina. Pat turned and saw Eric for the first time.

He was about 30 years old, slender and lightly muscled, with a smooth grace that she found quite striking. Patricia, this is Eric, Eric, Patricia Michael said as Eric took the hand she had offered. Pleasure to meet you she said, as she tried to carefully evaluate him without seeming too obvious. Michael and Eric began to move the coolers and soft placeorted bags down to the boat as Pat followed along behind. She was beginning to feel more unsure about this trip as she watched them load the boat. Michael had never really told her how he knew Eric, only that they had med a while back and had gotten together for beers and billiards a few times. She had a strange feeling that there was more to this than she had been told, but she tried to brush it off as just her insecurities about meeting new people. They climbed about the boat, untied the moorings and began to slowly pull away from the dock. The boat was a beautiful little cruiser with a nice small deck to lay in the sun and a tiny cabin down below.

The coolers and gear had been stowed below and as they pulled away, she and Michael settled into the little benches set into the deck. Michael immediately leaned backed and closed his eyes with a sigh. He seemed to be working on his tan which surprised Pat.

He had very fair skin and rarely showed any interest in exposure to the sun. Now, here he was stretched out like a well seasoned sun worshiper, getting more sun than he had gotten in months.

After a moment, Michael reached over and grabbed the SPF 90 from the little bag they had left on deck and began to cover all the exposed areas of his skin. Well Pat thought at least he wont get a sunburn and be complaining all day about it. Still, it just seemed strange. Pat leaned back and tried to relax a bit. She was getting a little sun on her legs, but that was about all. She had dressed carefully this morning, unsure of what to wear. She had on a bathing suit but had covered it carefully with shorts and a light shirt. Although she loved to soak up the sun, she was still not really comfortable with being seen in a swim suit. She had recently turned 55 and it seemed that suddenly she was even more insecure about her body than ever before.

By this time they were completely out of sight of the marina.

The boat had picked up a great deal of speed and they were moving rapidly away from the inhabited areas and towards a small cove on the far side of the lake. As they pulled into the cove, Eric slowed the boat and eased it into a small area on the inside curve of the cove. From here they could see the surrounding woods and the small hills in the distance, but they were completely invisible to any boats that might pass by on the lake.

The engine idled down as Eric dropped an anchor and then shut it down completely. It was so peaceful and quite here. Pat could almost imagine that there was no one around for miles. Eric came down to the front deck and announced that since it was his boat and his rules, he declared that full nudity was now allowed. Pat stared at him in complete shock.

He could not possibly expect her to get naked here on some strangers boat in the middle of nowhere. Eric suddenly burst out laughing. Im not telling YOU to get naked he said with a laugh.

Im just warning you that I prefer to be naked when I am out here. You can do whatever you want. Pat looked at Michael with a mixture of shock and apprehension.

It was not that the idea of naked Eric was completely abhorrent. In fact, there was a part of her that was oddly excited and aroused by the idea. But she was 55 years old for goodness sake. She should be way past silly juvenile little stunts like this.

Whats going on here she wondered, as she looked at Michael for some sort of guidance. Michael raised up from his seat slightly, shrugged his shoulders and said your boat, your rules Dude as he cracked open another beer and leaned back to close his eyes again. By this point Pat was completely off balance. She was not sure how to react but then realized that it was a little too late to do much of anything. Eric had slipped out of his trunks and was now standing on the bow of the boat looking off across the lake and obviously enjoying the breeze blowing gently across the water.

Pat was trying not to stare, but was having a really difficult time keeping her eyes off his body. He had the kind of young lithe body that seemed to send shivers through herand the shivers seemed to concentrate on a certain area down there. For his part, Eric seemed oblivious to her attention.

He began busying himself doing little chores around the boatCoiling the mooring lines, checking the anchor, etc.

Pat leaned back and tried to pretend that she was not watching him, all the while staring through half closed eyes and trying hard to be as unobtrusive as possible. Eric tried to make small talk but Michael seemed to have dozed off in the warm sun and Pat was having a really difficult time carrying on a normal conversation considering the current turn of events. For the next hour of so Eric and Pat chatted a bit and Eric took several dips in the lake. Pat thought about going in also and the idea of swimming with this sexy naked man made her really excited, but she decided that it would be best if she just stayed right here on the deck where it was safe. Still, she had to admit that the longer she watched him, the more aroused she became. Finally, Eric climbed back on board and announced that it was time for lunch. Michel seemed to be soundly asleep and never even stirred when Eric said it was lunchtime. Eric went below to prepare the sandwiches and as he went down the narrow stairs he asked Pat if she could help him get everything ready. She thought about waking Michael, but decided that she would only be a few feet away.

She could always scream if Eric tried anything. As she gingerly climbed down the steps, Eric reached up and took her hand to help her down. Just as she was stepping down to the last step her foot slipped on the wet surface and before she knew what had happened she had fallen forward against Eric.

He immediately wrapped his arms around her to steady her and said Easy there, watch your step.

Pat steadied herself and then realized that Eric still had his arms around her.

And even more surprising, his hands were quite a bit lower than she realized initially. In fact, he seemed to be holding onto her soft place with a practiced gentle grasp. To make matters worse, she could feel him beginning to stiffen against her belly as she stood there in shock. She thought about pulling away, wanted to pull away, but seemed unable to. His body felt so good against hers and she seemed to be transfixed by the way he was staring into her eyes. She felt herself filled with conflicting emotions.

On the one hand it felt so good to be held there, but on the other hand Michael was just a few feet away. She could see him through the little window running along the top of the cabin.

What if he turns his head just a bit and looks this way she thought to herself. How would he react if he saw me like this? The thought made her feel rather nervous, but at the same time oddly excited. She felt a rush of emotions that she was not sure how to interpret. As she was trying to sort out all the thoughts and emotions running through her mind, Eric leaned forward and kissed her deeply and in such a passionate manner that she felt her knees beginning to buckle. In spite of herself, she kissed him back. Suddenly it was as if a floodgate had opened inside her. She was no longer in control of her actions. Eric turned her around and gently sat her on the little bed built into the bulkhead. He was still kissing her and his hands seemed to have found their way down the deep V in her top and he was caressing her breast under her swimsuit. His hand cupped her breast and rolled the nipple between his fingers gently with a motion that seemed to shoot waves of pleasure throughout her whole body. With a gasp, Pat pulled back a bit and whispered What if Michael wakes up, what if he catches us? Eric whispered back I guess we will have to be extra quiet.

Pat had no choice but to agree with him because by this point his hands had found another, even more exciting place to explore.

She was terrified that Michael might hear them, but at the same time, the though of being caught caused an exquisite little rush of excitement deep in her belly. Eric began to unbutton her top and before she knew it she was sitting there on the edge of the little bed completely naked.

His boat, his rules flashed through her mind and she had to suppress a giggle that threatened to become a full blown screaming laughing fit. That would most certainly NOT do, she thought to herself. Eric, meanwhile, had positioned himself on his knees in front of her.

He was slowly kissing his way down across her breast where he paused for a moment to nibble and suck on her nipples. By this time her nipples were rock hard and seemed to be trying to jump off her chest with excitement. Eric then slowly began to work his way down until his tongue found the little spot between her legs that felt SOOO good. As she leaned back she could still see Michael peacefully sleeping on deck. The idea of him being so close and yet completely oblivious to what was going on mere feet away was totally arousing to her. Eric was doing thing to her personal place that were making her want to cry out, but she dared not. The more she tried to suppress the sounds that seemed to be DEMANDING to be let out of her mouth, the more excited she became.

It was a vicious cycle that she was not sure she could contain. She could feel the beginnings of an orgasm gathering around the edges of her consciousness and she was not sure she could keep quiet if THAT happened. Pat was squirming around, trying to keep things under control and loosing a little more control every second when Eric stopped what he was doing and raised back up to face her. She looked into his face with a questioning expression.

A part of her was trying to understand why he quit doing the delicious thing he had been doing, and more importantly, what was he planning to do next.

Then, with a little start of delight, she realized what he had in store for her. She could feel him pressing against the lips of her softness and she looked down in astonishment at what was there. Above deck she had seen his length, but apparently it was quite shrunken from the cold water and the breeze.

Now, she realized, he was MUCH larger than she had imagined. In fact, he was so large that she couldnt help but think that there was NO WAY that monster was going inside her.

At this moment, Michael seemed to stir. Terrified, she froze and tried to be perfectly still and quiet.

She wanted to tell Eric that she didnt think she could handle that, but she didnt want to make a sound because she was afraid Michael would hear. As she was trying to get everything under control in her head, she felt Eric push a little harderand suddenly he was inside. Granted, he was in just a little bit and she felt like she was going to explode from the size of him, but he was inside. Not sure what to do, she lay there as he began to slowly rock back and forth. The boat was rocking from the motion of the waves outside and Eric used this motion to pace himself. Each time he pushed forward he went a little deeper and each time she thought surely he cant go in any fartherand each time he proved her wrong.

As he slowly worked deeper and deeper into her, Pat could feel that orgasm rising again. She wanted him now and she wanted to feel that familiar explosionbut she was still looking at Michael through that little window and thinking about what would happened if he woke up. The thrill of the risk made her need even more intense and she began to push against Eric with an urgency that she had not felt in quite some time. She looked down once again and realized that Eric had still not entered her completely.

Eric, sensing her attention, drew back with the next wave trough and as the boat rocked forward he plunged into her tight little softness with a ferocious thrust. Suddenly, Pat felt as if she had completely lost her breath. The fullness was unbearable and yet so completely pleasurable that she felt that she would have to scream out soon or she would explode. She could feel the orgasm coming quickly now and knew she was beyond the point of controlling it.

The best she could hope for was to keep the noises to a minimum and hope for the best. Before she could think about it further, she came with a clenching shuddering rush that completely overwhelmed her. The orgasm seemed to go on and on and on. She was bucking and writhing and biting her tongue as she tried her best to be as quiet as she could. It seemed that the harder she tried to hold back the cries in her throat, the stronger the orgasm got. Then she felt Eric begin to shudder and thrust as he seemed to plunge even deeper into her and began to shoot into her what seemed to be unbelievable quantities of delicious slippery wonderful cum.

They writhed in unison as their orgasms went on and on for what seemed like an eternity. When they were spent at last, Eric grabbed a small towel from a nearby cabinet and used it to catch the rush of loving juice that seemed to gush out of her as he withdrew from her aching and totally satisfied body. Eric kissed her gently, rose from his position and without a word climbed out of the cabin, onto the deck and dove into the water. Pat sat there for a few minutes just basking in the complete rush of what had just happened, then she also got up, put on her suit and went up to join Eric in the water. After a brief swim and a few stolen kisses below the edge of the boat, they both climbed back on deck. Eric went below again to FINALLY prepare lunch as Pat settled on to the little deck bench with a contented sigh. She was a little confused and surprised at what had just happened, but mostly she was so relaxed and completely satisfied that she just decided not to think about it right now. As she leaned back against the deck, Michael cracked one eye open and asked Did you have fun? Pat was taken aback.

She stammered some poor excuse about not knowing what he was talking about as she tried to decide what exactly he knew and could he possible have planned all this? Michael smiled a little smile and said Sweetie, I know how hard you work around the house and you take care of everything when I am always working.

I just thought you might need a little bit of refreshment to break the monotony. Pat leaned back with astonishment and as she settled into the seat she thought to herself thats EXACTLY what I needed!! And maybe I can have some more refreshments.

Real soon!!