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A Superior Ride

... and slowly backed us out the slip. He maneuvered back towards the bridge we just came across to get to the marina a few minutes ago. “We have to hurry. The bridge goes up in ten minutes. If we don’t get under it now, we will have to wait a half-hour,” Mike seemed in expert command. We sailed out through the ship canal and headed out onto to the big lake. “What a perfect day!” we both screamed back to Mike, who was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Fresh air, good friends, and no hot steamy city. This had to be what heaven is like. After a couple of hours, now well out of the sight of land, I noticed the temperature was rising. In fact, it was getting hot out here on the lake. I soon became aware of the sound of limp sails flapping against the mast as we slowed down, and then finally we came to a dead stop. The lake’s surface was like glass. We were becalmed. “Mike,” Jenn called back. “Now what?” “No problem, the wind is supposed to shift. We will get favorable winds soon. Worst case, we will just motor in to Bayfield,” Captain Mike explained. I had to admit, I was really impressed by Mike’s ability. He knew exactly what he was doing - or so it seemed. After an hour, we were all really hot. Not a breeze was stirring and the temperature had climbed into the upper eighties. “Well hell,” Mike proclaimed, “the surface water temperature right here is 66 degrees. I am going swimming!” “We haven’t got suits Mike,” Jenn scolded him. Captain Mike’s response was a bare butt that quickly ...

... disappeared below the surface for a second. A moment later, emerging, he yelled out, “My god, it’s great! Come on in!” “You go ahead Jenn. I’ll stay onboard,” I offered. “Oh, come on Amy,” she whispered as she peeled off her clothes. “It not like you have something that we haven’t seen before!” she called out just before she hit the water. I pulled off my top and shorts, but I left on my bra and panties. “Look out below,” I screamed as I splashed in between the two of them. The water was chilly but very refreshing. Chilly indeed, judging by Jenn’s erect nipples. I then noticed my own nipples were poking through my bra that had become transparent. My undies hadn’t offered me one bit of modesty. After a few minutes relaxing in the water, I noticed we were all starting to shiver. Mike jumped up on the dive platform on the back of the sailboat and Jenn and I both couldn’t help but notice Mike’s full erection. “I thought those things are supposed to shrink in cold water,” Jenn pointed out, blushing as he pulled her out of the chilly lake. When Mike pulled me out of the water, he almost poked me in the eye with his stiff member as I slipped a bit on the wet platform. “You ever hear the term shrinkage, Mike?” I blurted out, as I moved forward to our cushions on the bow. “You guys warm up. I’ll get us some snacks,” said Mike as his bare ass disappeared down into the galley. “I’m sorry about Mike,” Jenn blushed. “You might as well take off those wet undies now Amy and let them dry. ...