a chance encounter - part 1

As Celia walked down the pathway to the dock, she scanned the boats in the marina for the name of the one she had chartered. She had needed a break from the pace of her corporate marketing job and her friends had suggested chartering a sailboat for a weekend getaway. At the last minute the other women had cancelled due to sick children, lack of childcare etc, but Cece, as her friends called her, had decided to go anyway.

Knowing little about sailing, but anxious for the peace and tranquility of the water and wind, she looked forward to the few nights away. “Blue Denim” was docked in among the other boats and was a beautiful sail boat that had clearly been well looked after. Cece called out to announce her arrival and after 3 attempts at “Hello!” a man emerged from below deck. Bruce, the captain, was unbelievably gorgeous and the color of his tanned face made his eyes sparkle brilliantly. They introduced themselves and Cece handed her bag to Bruce and climbed on board. As she straddled the rope to get onto the boat she felt his hand at her hip helping her on board. The touch of his hand sent shivers up her thighs and between her legs. It had been a while since a man of his form, strength and drop dead good looks, had touched her so gently. Cece had not expected the instant wetness in her bikini bottoms.