Sally squirmed her way out from under Kim and moved over to Brad. 
She knelt next to him, leaned over and covered his mouth with hers. 
Paul began fondling Kim's breasts and she found his penis with her
hand.  She slowly stroked Paul as he tweaked her hard nipples.  Paul
groaned as Kim gently massaged his testicles.

"The first thing I'm going to do is make you cum, Paul," Kim said
and then she turned around.  Kim covered his penis with her mouth and
began to bob her head up and down while she rubbed the underside of
his shaft with her tongue.

While Kim sucked noisily on Paul's penis, Sally moved her kisses
down Brad's body until her head was at his crotch.  She took him into
her mouth, clamped her lips around his shaft and began to move her
head lower.  Sally gagged slightly when Brad's glans hit the back of
her throat and backed off.  Brad lifted his hips to try and push his
penis back into her mouth, but Sally pulled away.

"That cock looks good, Kim," Sally said as she moved her mouth close
to Kim's.

Kim lifted her head and replied, "It is good, want a taste?"

Sally giggled and took hold of Paul's member she stroked it a few
times and then put it in her mouth.  Sally sucked and bobbed her head
for a moment and then sat back up.  "It is tasty.  Do you want to try
Brad's cock?"

"Why thank you, Sally.  I don't mind if I do," Kim said and she took
Brad between her lips.  Kim slid her mouth down slowly, stopping when
her nose was against Brad's hip.  Kim hummed a little, sending
vibrations through Brad's rigid member and then pulled away.

"I don't know, Sally.  It's hard to decide which of these dicks is
tastier."  Kim grinned at Sally.  "Maybe you should put a little
sauce on Brad's cock and let me try it again."

Sally looked at Kim for a moment trying to figure out what Kim was
talking about.  When Kim reached between Sally's legs and drew her
finger through her folds, Sally giggled and moved to straddle Brad. 
Kim held Brad's penis straight up and Sally lowered herself, letting
him penetrate her.  Sally wiggled her hips and flexed her vaginal
muscles around Brad's member.  Kim pulled her hand away and Sally
began to move up and down.

"Maybe my cock needs some of that sauce too," Paul said as he
watched with his hands clasped behind his head.

Kim climbed on Paul and impaled herself on his penis.  She put her
hands on his chest, looked into his eyes and smiled.  "Is this what
you want, Paul?  Do you like having your cock in my pussy?"

"Oh yeah, that feels great."  Paul moved his hands from behind his
head and covered Kim's breasts.  He massaged her pliant mounds and
rubbed his thumbs over her nipples.  Kim began lifting her hips and
then lowering them, feeling Paul's hot penis sliding in her wet
vagina.

Sally got off of Brad, pushed Kim away from Paul.  Taking Paul in
her mouth, Sally sucked some of Kim's juices off his shaft.  She let
him pop out of her mouth and nodded.  "You're right, it is better." 
Sally kissed Paul's glans.  "Not that it's bad without the sauce."

Kim and Sally resumed their oral assault on Paul and Brad.  They
would switch every once in a while and kiss each other in between. 
Paul began to groan while Sally held him between her lips and stroked
his shaft with her hand.  She increased the speed of her hand and
sucked harder, waiting for Paul to shoot his semen into her mouth. 
She felt his penis swell in her hand and lowered her mouth until he
was half way in her mouth.  Sally rolled her tongue around the ridge
and Paul exploded.

Sally swallowed as fast as she could as Paul ejaculated into her
mouth.  After being teased all day by Kim, his orgasm was intense and
his discharge large.  When his penis stopped surging, Sally held him
in her mouth for a moment and rubbed Paul with her tongue.  She
pulled her mouth away, glanced at Kim and grinned as she collected
the dribble of Paul's cum that escaped with her finger and licked it
clean.

Kim was still working her mouth and hand up and down Brad's
erection.  Brad was almost relaxed and enjoying the blowjob he was
getting from Kim.  Sally rested her head on Paul's stomach and
flicked her tongue out against his semi flaccid penis as she watched
Kim.

"You know Brad can last as long as he wants to, don't you, Kim?"
Sally said and then she giggled.

Kim nodded with Brad's member still deep in her mouth.  She moved
the hand she had wrapped around Brad's shaft between his legs and
probed around for his anus.  Kim's fingers were slick with her saliva
and when she pressed one against Brad's puckered anus, it slid in
easily.  Increasing her suction, Kim began to pump her finger in and
out of Brad's rectum as her mouth and tongue worked over his penis.

Brad began to groan and move his hips.  Kim added a second finger to
his rectum and shoved the two digits as deep as she could into his
bowels.  She felt Brad's penis swell and his cum begin to coat her
tongue.  Kim twisted her fingers and slid them in and out of his
tight anus as she swallowed Brad's semen.  When Brad was spent, Kim
removed her mouth, but not her fingers.  She moved onto her knees and
continued to stroke his bowels.

When Brad lifted his hips, Kim once again twisted her hand and
wiggled her fingers in his rectum.  "It seems Brad can't last all
that long after all; at least not when I'm fingering his ass."

Brad groaned and tightened his muscles around Kim's fingers.  She
leaned over, kissed his limp penis and then slowly removed her
fingers.  Kim held her hand away from her body and smiled at Brad. 
"I'll be right back," she said and got off the bed and went into the
bathroom to wash.

Kim returned and jumped on the bed.  Sally was sitting up, leaning
against the headboard with a pillow behind her back.  Paul and Brad
sat at the foot of the bed, looking at Sally as she slowly rubbed
between her legs.  Kim sat next to Sally, put a pillow behind her
back and opened her legs, hooking her left leg over Sally's right
leg.  Moving her hands to her breasts, Kim rubbed them and then moved
one hand to her crotch.

"Okay you two, time for you to do us," Sally said.

Paul and Brad crawled between the girls' legs.  Paul started with
Kim and Brad leaned over and licked the length of Sally's vulva. 
Sally parted her labia with two fingers and moaned when Brad's tongue
found her clit.

The two boys licked, nibbled and sucked at Kim and Sally's sex. 
Like the girls did, after a few minutes Paul and Brad switched
places.  Kim and Sally turned their heads to face one another and
began to kiss.  Sally started to rub one of Kim's breasts and then
rolled her nipple.  Kim moaned, reached across her body and took one
of Sally's breasts in her hand.

The combination of Paul and Brad teasing their crotches, their hot
kissing and playing with one another's breasts sent the girls over
the edge quickly.  Kim reached her climax first and clamped her
vaginal muscles around the fingers in her vagina.  She glanced down
and saw it was Paul between her legs and clamped his head with her
thighs.

While she came, Kim pulled her mouth away from Sally's and grabbed
both her breasts.  She let out a groan and began pulling at her
nipples.  Paul pushed his fingers into Kim's vagina and sucked her
clitoris as she squirmed against his face.

Sally's climax began as Kim's started to subside.  Kim pushed Paul's
head away and reached down to pull him up next to her.  As Paul slid
up next to her, Kim turned her head and watched her cousin enjoying
her orgasm.

With both feet planted firmly on the mattress, Sally rubbed her sex
against Brad's face.  She was mumbling and then reached down and
grabbed Brad's hair.  "Oh, God that's good.  Eat my pussy Brad!" 
Sally pulled Brad's head tight to her crotch and began moving her
head from side to side.

Sally's body went rigid and she clamped her legs against Brad's
head.  Kim giggled as she watched Sally's face contorting and salvia
running from the corners of her mouth.  Kim leaned close to Sally and
licked the drool from her face.

Brad pulled his face away from Sally's crotch, sat back on his heels
and grinned at her.  She was flush, her chest pink down to her
breasts.  Sally's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath.  She
straightened her legs, closed her eyes and let out a sigh.  "That was
pretty good, guys.  Now, if you two can get those cocks hard again, I
want to screw."

Kim grinned, reached over to the nightstand and picked up the
flexible purple dildo and the bottle of lube.  She sat on the bed,
crossed her legs and waggled the phallic object in front of Sally's
face.  "I think I can take care of you, Sally."  Kim began to coat
the dildo with the lubricant.

"Oh goody," Sally said.  "I haven't had a dildo in my pussy in a
long time."  Sally squirmed until she was flat on her back.  She
grabbed her legs and pulled them back and apart.

Kim finished coating the dildo with the strawberry flavored lube,
closed the bottle and placed it on the bed.  She knelt facing Sally
and started rubbing the blunt end through Sally's labia.  Kim lowered
the device until it was at Sally's opening and twisted it as she
pushed it into her vagina.  Sally groaned and pulled back harder on
her legs.

"Wouldn't you rather have a nice hard dick in your pussy, Sally?"
Brad said.

Sally groaned, lifted her head and smiled.  "Sure, know anyone that
has one?  It looks like you two are still a little limp."

Kim slowly withdrew the dildo until it came out of Sally's vagina. 
Sally began to protest and Kim reinserted it.  Looking back at Paul
and Brad, Kim giggled and then said.  "Why don't you two get those
cocks hard again so one of you can fuck her properly?"

Both Paul and Brad began stroking their members as they watched Kim
move the dildo in and out of Sally.  Sally watched the two boys and
began to grin.  "Maybe it would be better if you two helped one
another.  I know it would make me hot to watch you."

Brad shrugged his shoulders, reached over and began to jack his hand
up and down his brother's penis.  Paul leaned back on his arms and
watched Brad's hand move up and down his shaft.  Paul's eyes drooped
and his mouth fell open as Brad continued to move his fist.  When
Brad leaned forward and took Paul's penis into his mouth, Paul moaned.

Kim tapped Paul on the leg and said, "It would be nice if Brad had a
nice hardon too, Paul."

Paul nodded, reached between his brother's legs and began to fondle
his penis.  Brad shifted so his member was near Paul's head and
waited for Paul to do what he was doing.  Paul continued to stroke
Brad while Brad used his tongue and hand on his member.  Paul's hips
began to move and Brad pulled away and released his penis.

Kim had removed the dildo from Sally's vagina and told her to flip
over.  Sally got on her hands and knees and wiggled her bottom.  Kim
found the bottle of lube, poured some more on the dildo and rubbed it
over the length with her hand.  When Kim pushed the dildo back into
her vagina, Sally moaned.  Using the hand she used to coat the dildo,
Kim began to rub Sally's anus.  Sally lowered her head to the bed,
supporting her weight with her shoulders and reached back to pull her
butt cheeks apart.

Paul and Brad stopped what they were doing and watched as Kim pushed
two slick fingers into Sally's rectum.  Sally hunched her hips back
and tried to drive Kim's fingers deeper.

"Use the dildo, Kim," Sally moaned.  "Put it up my ass."

Kim pulled the dildo out of Sally's vagina, placed it against her
anus and began to slowly work it into her rectum.  She twisted the
device and pressed on it, watching it disappear into her tight
puckered rectum.  Sally stretched her buttocks as far as she could
and began to whimper.

Glancing back at Paul and Brad, Kim pointed to Brad and said, "Come
here and give Sally what she really needs."

Brad scrambled to his knees, moved behind Sally and when Kim removed
the dildo, he replaced it with his penis.  While Sally and Brad moved
together, trying to develop a rhythm, Kim went into the bathroom and
quickly washed the dildo with soap and hot water.  She returned to
the bedroom and watched Brad and Sally while she re-lubed the device.
Brad held Sally's hips and moved his member in and out of her rectum
as she groaned and egged him on.

Kim moved behind Brad and poured a small trickle of the lube on his
bottom, drizzling it between his cheeks.  She gave the lube to Paul
and told him to hold it for her as she used her fingers to work the
lube over Brad's anus.  Kim pushed a finger into Brad's bottom and he
looked back at her and smiled.  After working his anus until it
relaxed, Kim replaced her fingers with the dildo.

Brad pushed into Sally and let out his breath as Kim moved the dildo
into his bowels.  After a moment, Brad began to move again and Kim
matched his movement, pulling back when he did and pushing in when he
pushed into Sally.  Both Sally and Brad were grunting and making
throaty sounds as their rectums were being filled.

Kim glanced back at Paul, smiled and reached for his penis with her
free hand.  She stroked him for a moment and then said, "Pour some of
that stuff in my hand."  Kim held her palm up and waited for Paul to
pour the lube into her hand.  She continued to move the dildo in
Brad, but found it hard to maintain her rhythm.

Paul opened the bottle, poured some of the slick substance into her
palm and put the cap back on the bottle.  Kim wrapped her slick hand
around Paul's penis and coated his shaft with the lube.  Paul moaned
as he began to move, sliding his penis through Kim's fist.  She
looked into his eyes, smiled and nodded.

Earlier that day, Kim asked Paul to do something for Brad and Sally.
He was reluctant, but after Kim worked her magic, he agreed.  Now it
was time for him to fulfill his part of the bargain.  Paul got on his
knees, moved behind his brother and waited while Kim removed the
dildo from Brad's rectum.  Kim guided Paul's throbbing penis against
Brad's anus and watched as it slowly entered his rectum.

Brad felt the change in the texture and temperature of the object in
his rectum and looked back.  Paul smiled at Brad and began to move. 
Brad groaned, pushed into Sally and waited for Paul to push his
entire length into his bowels.  Kim knelt on the bed and watched as
Paul and Brad began to move together.  She reached between Sally's
legs and began to rub her cousin's clit, causing Sally to cry out
with pleasure.

The sight of the three of them screwing made Kim's vagina tingle. 
She wished she didn't have the dildo in her hand, or it was clean. 
Kim glanced at the purple device, giggled and turned it around so the
clean end was available for her vagina.  She pushed it against her
crotch and sighed as it slipped into her opening.

Kim sat back on her heels and worked the dildo in and out of her
vagina.  Paul reached over and placed his hand on her mons, slid his
fingers down to her clit and began to rub it from side to side.

The bedroom was filled with the sounds of slapping flesh, animal
like groans and heavy breathing.  Brad felt Paul begin to slam into
his bottom and began flexing his muscles, tightening his sphincter
around his brother's shaft.  The increased pressure caused Paul to
start ejaculating, sending his semen into Brad's rectum.  When Brad
realized his brother had reached his climax, Brad began to cum too.

Kim pulled her hand away from Sally's crotch and began squeezing one
of her breasts.  She kept her eyes trained on the threesome and felt
her vagina start to spasm around the dildo.  Pulling her legs up, Kim
slammed the pliable device in and out of her vagina and pinched her
nipple.  Sally moved one hand to her crotch and took over where Kim
left off, sending her into a shuddering climax.

Paul fell back and gasped for breath, his penis coated with his
semen and the lube.  Brad also pulled out of Sally and rolled onto
his side.  Kim felt her orgasm reach its peak and her legs began to
flail in the air.

The sound in the room changed from unbridled passion to the sound of
the four teens gasping to catch their breath.  Slowly they regained
their composure and their breathing began to return to normal.

"I don't know about you guys, but I need a shower," Sally said. 
"I'm covered with sweat and feel like I just ran a marathon."

Paul chuckled and said, "Okay, but if anyone touches me, I'll smack
them."

"Aha, what's the matter, Baby?  Is your pee pee sore?" Kim asked.

"Yeah it is.  It feels like it was in a vice," Paul responded.

"Okay, maybe I'll kiss it and make it better after you wash it," Kim
said.

The four teens went into the bathroom. Paul and Kim climbed into the
shower while Brad and Sally waited for them.  Once Kim and Paul were
finished, they traded places with Brad and Sally.  Kim and Paul
toweled off and went to the bedroom to wait.  Kim removed the sheets
and put a clean set on the bed.  Paul sat on the edge and watched as
Kim found the dildo and took it into the bathroom to clean it.

Brad and Sally came back into the bedroom and all four of them sat
in a circle on the bed.  Sally rested her hand on Brad's leg and gave
it a knowing squeeze.  Sally knew that what had happened wasn't what
Brad really wanted, but she hoped it helped.  Brad looked into
Sally's eyes, smiled and said, "Thanks for thinking about me."  He
turned to his brother and said, "Thanks, Paul."

Paul grinned and nodded.  Only Brad and Paul knew that the two boys
had engaged in sexual activities with one another, but neither of
them said a word about it.  The previous night, while Kim and Sally
shared a bed, the two brothers used their hands and mouths to satisfy
each other.  Paul was well aware of his brother's sexual preferences
and didn't mind having sex with Brad from time to time.  Before
meeting Kim and Sally, the two boys would experiment together and had
never really stopped.  While Brad leaned towards males, Paul liked
girls better.

The girls began to chat with Brad and Paul listening to Kim and
Sally tell them about the yacht and new business.
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Jack, Megan, Tom and Lisa left the pool and decided to go to the
recreation room to watch television before going to bed.  Jeri and
April had left and agreed to meet the group at the yacht the next
morning for the sea trial.  As the four teens walked past the adults
on the patio, they told them goodnight.

Joanne watched the teens walk into the house, turned to Marge and
said, "Marge, I heard the kids are sleeping together.  Is that true?"
Marge nodded.  "Doesn't it bother you knowing they are having sex?"

Marge chuckled and shook her head no.  "There is nothing we could do
to stop them if they want to have sex, Joanne.  We decided it would
be better to let them sleep with each other if they want to, instead
of making them sneak around and lie about it."

Joanne shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.  "If I had
children, I don't think I'd let them be so promiscuous."

"They aren't promiscuous, not in the true definition.  Let's just
say they're horny and learning about sex," Marge said.  "Didn't you
do the same thing when you were young?"

Joanne blushed and then grinned.  "Yes, I guess I did, but if my
parents ever knew they would have thrown a fit.  If my father ever
caught me kissing a boy before I was eighteen, I think he would have
sent me to a convent."

Marge laughed.  "Did it stop you?"  Joanne smiled and shook her
head.  "Did it make you feel guilty?"

"Yes, sometimes to the point I couldn't enjoy it," Joanne confessed.
"I guess I can understand your view, even though it is hard to
fathom."

"Would anyone like another cocktail?" Marc asked.  "I'm going to
freshen the drinks and then take a dip."

Marge noticed the startled look on Joanne's face and turned away to
keep her from seeing her smile.  She took a deep breath, turned to
face Joanne and said, "Are you okay, Joanne?  You look like something
is bothering you."

Joanne glanced around and then looked at Marge.  "Um, are you folks
going to swim in the nude?"

Marge nodded.  "Probably, but you don't have to if it makes you
uncomfortable.  If the idea really upsets you, I'll ask the others to
wear their suits."

"I couldn't ask you to do that.  I can just go in the house so you
guys can do what you want to do," Joanne said.  "I don't want anyone
to have to do something they don't want to do on account of me."

Don asked Joanne and Marge if they would like another drink.  Both
of the women told Don they would and he left to get the drinks with
Marc's help.  While she waited for the men to return with the drinks,
Joanne wrung her hands and thought about what was coming.  She was
sure she couldn't be naked around all of the other people and wasn't
really sure she could even be near them.  Joanne also wondered what
her husband would do.  She didn't know if Sam would join the others
or choose to wear his swim trunks.

"Thank you, Marc," Joanne said as she took the drink from him.

"You're welcome, Joanne.  Are you enjoying yourself?" Marc replied.

Joanne forced a smile and nodded.  Marc handed Marge her drink and
went to the table where Sam and Jerry were sitting with Liz and gave
them their drinks.  After several minutes, Sam came over and sat down
next to his wife.  Marge excused herself, got up and went to find Don.

"Do you want to go inside and watch television or something, Jo?"
Sam asked his wife.

"Aren't you going swimming with everyone else, Sam?"

Sam put his hand on Joanne's arm and smiled.  "No, I'll stay with
you, Honey.  I know it makes you uncomfortable."

Joanne nodded.  "Marge said she'd ask everyone to wear suits so I
wouldn't feel left out, but I told her she didn't have to.  I would
feel terrible making everyone do something they didn't want to
because I'm uncomfortable."  Joanne looked at her husband and saw him
nod.  "Sam, if you want to, you can."

Sam smiled.  Although he found the prospect of skinny-dipping with
the rest of the group intriguing, he didn't want to hurt his wife. 
He felt Joanne didn't want him to go swimming in the buff.

Anne, Dianne and Marge got up and walked toward the pool.  Joanne
watched the three women as they casually undressed and stepped into
the water.  Don, Jerry, Marc and Bob were the next to walk to the
pool and strip off their clothing.  When Joanne saw the men naked,
she blushed and turned away.  Glancing at Liz, Joanne smiled at her
and wondered why she wasn't joining the others.

Liz got out of her chair, walked over to Joanne and sat down.  She
handed her glass to Sam and asked him to fix her another drink.  When
Sam took her glass, Liz winked at him.

Hoping Sam understood she wanted him to take his time, Liz began
talking to Joanne.

"Joanne, I know exactly how you're feeling right this minute.  I can
still remember the first time I was in your position.  When Jerry and
I first met these folks, I was shocked by their cavalier attitude
towards nudity and sex.  Jerry and I found out they not only allowed
Megan and their children to swim topless, they joined them.

"When our daughter told us about swimming topless at Marge and Don's
house, Jerry and I were going to go over there and raise hell."  Liz
chuckled.  "Megan promised to disown us if we did, so we decided to
just meet them and talk."

"What happened?" Joanne asked.

Liz laughed and glanced at the house to see if Sam was coming back. 
"Joanne, I ended up changing in ways that I would have never thought
I could have.  I'm so much happier now."

"I don't understand, Liz-why are you happier?"

"First of all, I'm not all hung up on what people think anymore.  As
you well know, Jerry and I were always trying to one-up everyone
else.  I was more concerned in how people perceived our family than I
was in how our family really was.  I was a prude and I treated my
daughter like she was an adult.  Jerry and I never gave her a chance
to be a kid.

"I think part of it is because I was never allowed to be a teenager.
My parents were strict and my mother preached that sex was dirty. 
For years I believed her and it had a negative affect on my marriage.
For years I would barely let Jerry touch me, let alone fuck me."

"LIZ!"

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, Joanne.  Believe it or not,
people fuck.  They also suck cock, eat pussy and have great sex.  I
learned my problem was me and it was all in my head."

Sam came back with Liz's drink and placed it on the table.  When he
started to sit down, Joanne asked him to leave her and Liz alone for
a few minutes.

"Liz, do you mind if I ask what you have done since you had this
revelation?"

Liz laughed and replied, "It might be easier to tell you what I
haven't done.  Joanne, it isn't so much what I've done as it is the
fact I'm willing to try.  Before, I would never even think about some
of the things I've done.  In fact, I didn't really think anyone did
them in real life."

"What are you talking about, Liz.  You've got me confused."

"We've known each other for a long time, Joanne.  In all the years
we've know each other, have you ever thought of me as a woman that
would go skinny-dipping?"  Joanne smiled and shook her head.  "Well,
the first time was at the Graham's.  Marc, Anne, Dianne, Bob, Marge
and Don were all there.  We spent the afternoon swimming and lounging
around.  I was naked most of the day and it felt great.  Once the
kids left, things got interesting."

Joanne gasped.  "The kids were there when you were all naked?"

"Yes, they were naked too.  Anyway, once the kids left, the women
got into the hot tub and things took off like the space shuttle. 
Marge and Anne taught me to masturbate and I had the best orgasm I'd
ever had."

Joanne's face turned red and she covered it with her hands.  Liz
chuckled and pulled Joanne's hands away from her face.

"You don't do it, do you?" Liz said.

"No, never-well maybe when I was real young, but I really don't
remember," Joanne said and then she smiled.  "Actually, I do
remember.  After doing it the few times I did, I felt so guilty I got
sick."

"Yeah, I know-good girls don't touch themselves."

"Your mom told you that too?"

"Yes, and I believed her.  I also believed sex wasn't something you
were supposed to enjoy."  Liz laughed.

"It isn't really like that for Sam and I, Liz, we enjoy sex."

"That's good.  I never really did, at least not like I do now.  I
still remember the look on Jerry's face the first time I gave him a
blowjob.  He looked like he'd died and gone to heaven."  Liz touched
Joanne's arm.  "I'm sure I looked the same way when he ate my pussy. 
Don't you just love a tongue down there?"

Joanne sat with her mouth open as she listened to Liz talking about
her sex life like she was discussing a recipe.  Joanne did have a
good sex life herself, but it was limited to intercourse.

"I don't know how women can do that, Liz.  How can you stand having
a man's penis in your mouth?  I did it once when I was in high school
and it made me sick.  I've never done it to Sam."

"Does he do it to you, Jo?"  Joanne shook her head.  "Never?"

"Never.  He tried a few times when we were dating and right after we
were married, but I wouldn't let him."  Joanne looked at Liz and then
diverted her eyes.  "It just seems so-so nasty."

"Well, suit yourself, but I can tell you that there is very little
that I like more than having a tongue between my legs."

Joanne was dazed.  Her mind was racing as she listened to a woman
she thought she knew.  While she'd heard about the things Liz was
saying, the idea of Liz actually doing them was foreign.  She
wondered if it was true or just a ruse meant to shock her.  It didn't
really matter whether or not the things Liz was saying were true,
Joanne was shocked. 

After a moment of silence, Joanne looked at Liz again.  "This is all
so strange to me, Liz.  The way you talk, the things you say you do;
it seems like I don't even know you.  I can't fathom the thought of
having Sam's penis in my mouth or his mouth on my vagina."

Liz chuckled and asked, "Do you like red wine, Joanne?"

"Yes."

"Did you like it the first time you tried it?"

"No, it was bitter.  It took some time to get used to it."

"Oral sex is a lot like red wine.  For some people, it's an acquired
taste, but just like wine, the more you do it, the better it gets."

"Liz, I just can't get over the way you talk.  You sound like a
sailor or something."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you, Joanne.  I just don't really
think about how I talk-not anymore.  Look, I'm not trying to tell you
what to do; it's up to you if you don't want to go swimming with us
or if you want to wear a suit if you do."

"I don't know what to think, Liz.  To be honest, I was waiting for
you to tell me you guys had orgies."

Liz smiled, stood up and picked up her drink.  "Not when the kids
are around.  I'm going to go for a swim, Joanne."

Joanne gasped and stared at Liz, her mouth hanging wide open.  Liz
just grinned, turned around and walked away.  Joanne sat motionless
for a few minutes, got up and went into the house to find her husband.

Sam was in the family room, reading a magazine.  Joanne went to him
and said, "I'm going to go swimming, Sam.  I'll be right back, after
I put on my suit."

Sam put down his magazine, got up and put his arm around his wife's
waist.  "I'll put on my trunks and go with you, Jo."

Sam and Joanne went to their bedroom and closed the door.  Joanne
pulled a conservative one-piece suit out of her suitcase and also got
out Sam's trunks.  She tossed the trunks to Sam and went to the bed. 
Joanne was about to go into the bathroom to change, but stopped and
removed her top.  With her back to her husband, she removed her bra
and unfastened her shorts.

While his wife undressed, Sam stood and watched her.  He tried to
think of the last time he watched his wife disrobe, but couldn't
remember.  When Joanne removed her panties, Sam felt his penis begin
to grow in his slacks.  He diverted his eyes, but they were
immediately drawn back to her naked frame.  He fumbled with his
slacks as he watched Joanne bend over and step into her suit.  By the
time Joanne had her suit on, Sam was naked from the waist down.

Joanne turned around, saw Sam's penis sticking out and blushed.  She
looked away and waited until he had his suit on until she looked back.

"Are you ready to go?" Sam asked.

Joanne nodded.  "As ready as I'll ever be, Sam.  If I feel too
uncomfortable, I'll just come back."

Sam nodded and they left for the pool.  When they arrived at the
pool, the rest of the adults were in the water.  Joanne felt nervous
when she noticed the others, but walked down the steps with her
husband and got into the pool.

Other than a wave and saying hi, no one seemed to pay any attention
to Joanne.  Liz came over and took Joanne's arm, pulling her away
from Sam.  Liz led her to the side of the pool where the women we
standing in waist deep water and talking.

"We're planning on going shopping tomorrow afternoon," Marge said to
Liz and Joanne.  "Would you two like to go with us?"

"I'd love to," Joanne replied.  "What else is planned?"

"In the morning, we're all going to West Palm to look at a house
Jerry wants us to buy," Marge replied.  "The kids are going to go out
on the yacht.  Don said that we could shop in West Palm and then stop
and see the boat when the kids get back."

"Sam has mentioned the yacht," Joanne said.  "It sounds nice.  Sam
said he's only seen some pictures and read about it."

"I understand it's nice," Anne said.  "Marge and I haven't seen it
yet.  To listen to the kids, it's huge."

After a few minutes, Don and Marc got out of the water and stood at
the edge of the pool rubbing themselves with towels.  Joanne glanced
up and saw the two men's penises wiggling as they moved the towels
over their bodies.  Joanne turned red and looked away, causing the
other women to chuckle.  While Joanne found the sight of Marc and Don
a little unnerving, she also found it exciting.  She felt her nipples
harden and glanced down to make sure they didn't show.

Joanne was really shocked when she saw her husband get out of the
water.  Sam was naked.  She glanced around and saw his swim trunks
lying on the edge of the pool.  At first, Joanne was upset by her
husband's action, but she decided it was not the time or place to
confront him.

When the other women decided to get out of the pool, Joanne
followed.  They all relaxed in the lounges along the side of the
pool, everyone naked except Joanne.  The talk was light and centered
on the upcoming New Years Eve.  The adults decided to go to a club
and Jerry said he would try to get reservations.  Jerry said he knew
one of the partners in the Florida office had connections and could
arrange something for the group.

It was getting late and the group decided to go into the house for
the night.  They all found their clothing and dressed.

Once everyone was covered, Joanne felt better.  As she followed the
group to the house, she realized being around the others hadn't
really bothered her.  Once in the house, Don freshened their drinks
and they all relaxed on the couches.  Anne left and went to check on
the kids.  When she returned, she told everyone the teens were all
asleep.

The group sat together and talked for about an hour before they
decided it was time for bed.  After bidding everyone goodnight, they
all left for their rooms.

"How could you, Sam?" Joanne said as she and her husband entered
their bedroom.

"What?"

"You know what, taking off your swim trunks like that."  Joanne sat
on the edge of the bed and stared up at Sam.

"Look, I was just joining in, Jo.  There was nothing to it."

"I saw you looking at the other women's tits, Sam."

Sam sat next to his wife and put his hand on her leg.  Joanne jumped
and moved over a little so his leg wasn't touching hers.  "Joanne,
you're being a bit of a prude, don't you think?  Sure I looked at the
other woman's boobs, but no more than you looked at the guys."

"I just felt embarrassed, that's all."

"Honey, you don't have anything to be embarrassed about.  None of
the guys said anything, well nothing about the fact you were wearing
your suit anyway.  I didn't hear anyone telling you to take your suit
off either."

"What did you mean by that?  What did the men say about me?"

"Just that you have a nice body and you're beautiful, that's all. 
Nothing nasty or degrading."

"Who said I had a nice body, Sam?  Which one?"

"Honey, they all did.  You do have a very sexy body you know."

Joanne shook her head.  "I don't think so."

"I really don't care what you think about it, Jo.  As far as I'm
concerned, you're as sexy as any of the women here-suit or no suit." 
Sam removed his hand from her leg and put it around her waist.  He
pulled her closer and kissed her cheek.  "Jo, I love you.  It doesn't
matter to me if you wear your suit or not.  I hope you don't think
I'm mad because you didn't take it off."

Joanne leaned against Sam's side and felt his grip tighten around
her waist.  "I thought you were mad at me, Sam.  I thought you might
be upset because I didn't join in."

Sam shook his head and reassured his wife he wasn't the least bit
upset.  "Not at all."

Joanne leaned closer, kissed Sam's cheek and sighed.  "Thank you for
understanding."

Taking her chin in his hand, Sam tilted her head up and turned it to
his.  He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her tenderly.  Joanne's
body relaxed and her arms went around his neck.  As they kissed they
relaxed their mouths and their tongues found one another's.  Sam
eased his wife onto her back and shifted so he was over her.

When Sam began to stroke Joanne's side and brush his thumb against
the side of her breast, she moaned into his mouth.  He moved his hand
over her breast and gently massaged it through the material of her
conservative swimsuit.  Joanne arched her back and pressed her chest
into her husband's hand.

Sam shifted on the bed.  With his mouth still locked on Joanne's, he
gripped the shoulder straps of her suit and lowered the top,
revealing her breasts.  Once the suit was bunched at her waist, Sam
resumed fondling her breasts.  He moved his hand from one to the
other, tweaking her nipples.  Joanne began twisting beneath her
husband and moaning loudly.

While she squirmed against her husband's hand, Joanne felt her body
warming.  Her breathing became ragged and she groaned as Sam rolled
one of her nipples between his thumb and finger.  Sam removed his
mouth from hers and began kissing her neck.  Joanne sucked in a deep
breath and cocked her head so Sam could access her neck.

Sam kissed his way across her collarbones and then down to her
breast.  His hand stroked her side, coming to rest on her hip.  As he
suckled her nipple, Sam moved his hand to her mons and started to rub
her.  Joanne moved her hands to the sides of Sam's head and held him
to her breast.  Her legs opened and Sam's hand dipped between them.

Joanne was becoming as sexually excited as she'd been in years.  Her
hips shifted as her husband's hand covered her sex and squeezed.  Sam
kept his mouth moving over her breasts, kissing and licking them.  He
sucked her nipples and nibbled at them with his teeth.  It wasn't
until Sam started to pull her suit off her hips that his mouth moved
from her breasts.

Sam tugged the suit off her hips and Joanne lifted her bottom to let
him.  Once the garment was on the floor, Sam reattached his mouth on
one of her nipples.  Joanne's hands once again gripped his head and
pulled his face to her breast.  Sam stroked her vulva and parted the
lips of her labia with his middle finger.  When he entered her,
Joanne let out a sharp yelp, followed by a throaty groan.

Joanne's legs were still hanging over the edge of the bed, bent at
the knee.  As Sam's finger probed the depths of her vagina, her legs
began to quiver.  Sam felt the wetness of his wife's sex, a wetness
that he hadn't felt in a long time.  For the past several years, he
was forced to use a lubricant in order to make love to Joanne.  Now,
his hand was wet with her secretions.

The moaning that came from Joanne was also something Sam hadn't
heard in a very long time.  On the occasions they did make love,
Joanne was usually silent.  Sam added another finger to her hot
vagina and his wife responded by tangling her fingers in his hair and
arching her back so his mouth was pressed against her breast.  Sam
began sucking, trying to get as much of her breast into his mouth as
he could.

After a few moments, Sam had to pull his mouth away so he could
catch his breath.  He sucked in, filling his lungs and then exhaled,
coating her wet breast with his warm breath.  Joanne loosened the
grip on his hair and began to massage the sides of his head with her
fingertips.

Joanne was becoming lost in the lust of the moment, something she'd
seldom allowed herself to do.  She felt her body responding to Sam's
touch and mouth, a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time. 
When Sam finally lifted his eyes to hers, she smiled and then closed
her eyes.

Sam returned his mouth to her breast and kissed it all over.  Joanne
moaned and began moving her hips against his hand as he ran his
tongue under her right breast and then the left.  When he started to
kiss lower, Joanne didn't stop him.  Sam shifted and planted soft wet
kisses on her stomach, stopping at her navel to probe it with his
tongue.  He could feel his wife's stomach contract, but she still
didn't stop what he was doing.

The sensation of her husband's tongue in her navel and his fingers
in her vagina was taking Joanne to new heights.  Her body was covered
with a light sheen of perspiration and her breathing had become
irregular.  Joanne was completely lost in her emotions and didn't
notice when her husband's mouth and tongue left her navel and
ventured lower.

Joanne's mons was covered with a thick mat of curly pubic hair.  Sam
nuzzled his nose into the curls and inhaled her scent.  His penis was
throbbing and harder than he could remember.  Deciding to go for
broke, Sam dropped to his knees between her legs and stared at her
sex.  Like her mons, Joanne's vulva was covered with curly hair, but
her labia were swollen and parted, revealing her pink folds.

Sam glanced up at Joanne's face and saw a look of lust like he'd
never seen before.  He leaned forward, placed his lips against her
labia and kissed her for the first time since they'd known each
other.  Joanne groaned and Sam extended his tongue.  He pushed his
tongue between her labia and searched for the source of the wetness
and fragrance that was permeating from between her splayed legs.

When his tongue touched her, Joanne sucked in a sharp breath and
held it.  Her mind was reeling as she experienced a new sensation, a
sensation she was enjoying at the moment.  The idea of her husband's
mouth between her legs was not nasty to her at that instant and she
began to understand what Liz had told her earlier in the evening.  As
her husband found her clit with his lips, Joanne gave up all thoughts
of her preconceived ideas about what was happening to her.

Joanne's legs came up and wrapped around Sam's waist.  She dug her
heels into him and lifted her bottom off the bed, pushing herself
against his mouth.  Sam slid his hands under her butt and gripped her
cheeks as his tongue darted in and out of Joanne's opening.

Suddenly, Joanne began to experience another new feeling.  Her
stomach contracted and her entire body shook as an unexpected orgasm
began to course through her.  Sam moved one of his hands between her
legs and pushed two fingers into her vagina as his mouth latched onto
her clitoris.

Joanne began to grunt and moan.  Her breaths came fast and short as
she became lost in the throws of her climax.

"Don't stop, Sam."  Joanne's voice was begging him to continue.  "Oh
my God, it's so wonderful!"

Sam didn't stop.  He kept his fingers moving in her vagina, feeling
the heated walls grip him.  Joanne was thrashing around and Sam found
it hard to keep his mouth on her sex.  Joanne's moans turned into a
continuous sound, rising and lowering in pitch.  Sam felt her butt
cheeks contract and relax in his hand as she reached the summit of
her orgasm.

As suddenly as it began, it was over and Joanne's body went limp. 
Sam kissed her vulva and sat back on his heels.  He slid his hands
out from under her bottom and rested them on her thighs.  Joanne
lifted her head; looked into her husband's eyes and then let her head
flop back on the bed.  While his wife seemed sated, Sam wasn't.

After resting for a moment, Sam stood up.  He slid his hands under
his wife's thighs and pulled her butt to the edge of the bed. 
Holding her legs apart, Sam pushed his penis into her vagina and
didn't stop until he felt her pubic bone against his.  He slid his
hands up her sides onto her breasts.  Gripping her firm mounds, Sam
began to move.

Joanne lay still for a moment, feeling her husband's member stretch
her as it slid in and out of her slowly.  She lifted her legs and
hooked them behind his calves and moaned her pleasure.  As Sam
continued to move, Joanne slid her legs up until they were wrapped
around his butt.  She began to pull him in and then relax so he could
pull back.

Sam's movements became faster and he accented each time he buried
his penis into his wife's vagina with a grunt and each time his penis
bumped her cervix, Joanne also grunted.  Sam felt his orgasm building
and his movements became erratic.

"I'm going to cum, Jo."  Sam's announcement caused her to tighten
her grip with her legs.

"Wait for me!  I'm so close."  Joanne was once again pleading with
her husband.

Sam was taken aback.  Never in their years of marriage had his wife
had an orgasm during intercourse.  Reaching deep within him, Sam
fought off his impending orgasm and began gritting his teeth in an
effort to wait for his wife.  He slowed his motion and began a steady
rhythm as his throbbing penis slid in and out of her.  Joanne placed
one of her hands on the one of Sam's that covered her right breast
and moved the other between their bodies.  She found her clit with
her fingertip and started to rub it back and forth rapidly.  Her
moans became a cry and her vagina began to contract around Sam's
member.

Joanne cried out and her body convulsed.  Sam exploded inside her
vagina, spraying his pent up semen into her.  She thrashed around on
the bed and hammered her feet against his butt as her orgasm consumed
her.  Once he was spent, Sam collapsed on top of Joanne and gasped
for breath.  She moved her hands to his back and began to stroke him
as his penis became flaccid in her vagina.  Joanne's vagina continued
to spasm around his member as she came down from a sexual high she'd
never experienced before.

Sam felt his leg begin to cramp and slowly rolled off his wife and
lay by her side.  Joanne found his foot with hers and slowly stroked
it with her toes.  As they lay quietly, both of them replayed the
last hour.  Sam couldn't believe his wife had allowed him to go down
on her and she couldn't believe how wonderful it felt when he did. 
Joanne thought about the orgasms she had and basked in the afterglow.

Finally, Joanne pulled herself up into a sitting position and gazed
down at Sam.  She saw the look on his face, the look of love and
leaned over to kiss him.  Sam felt her lips on his, opened his eyes
and gazed into them as they shared a soft kiss.  After a moment,
Joanne got up and reached for her husband's hand.  Sam let her pull
him to his feet and they embraced.

Normally, Joanne would head to the bathroom to clean up and put on
her nightgown.  Tonight she pulled back the covers and climbed into
bed, pulling Sam with her.  Once they were both lying on the bed,
Joanne pulled the sheets over them and snuggled against him.

"Sam, I love you," Joanne said.  "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For making love to me like you just did.  I don't know why, but
tonight was different, much different.  Tonight I just let go and
went with it.  Sam, it was wonderful."  Joanne took a deep breath. 
"Even when you kissed me-you know, down there."

Sam was going to respond, but changed his mind.  He took her into
his arms and pulled her to his body, feeling her nakedness.  He
searched his memory, but couldn't remember the last time they slept
in the nude.  Joanne put her leg over his and Sam could feel his cum
leaking out onto him.  He shifted his leg, smeared the fluids between
them and heard his wife sigh.

As they lay in each other's arms, they drifted to sleep.
______________________________________________________________________

The entire household was up and moving early the next morning.  Jack
and Tom were already at the table having breakfast when Megan and
Lisa joined them.  Kim, Sally, Paul and Brad came in, sat down and
also began to eat.  All of the teens were excited about the sea
trials for the new yacht, but none were as excited as Jack, Tom, Kim
and Sally.  They chattered as they ate talking about the day to come.

Don and Marge came into the dining room, poured coffee and sat down
with the children.  They listened to them talk, chuckling as the
level of excitement in the room rose.  Jeri and April came in and
said hello to everyone.  They sat at the table and Jeri asked what
time the teens wanted to go.

"As soon as we're finished eating," Jack said.  "I told the people
at Bowman's we'd be there about ten."

April glanced at her watch and smiled.  "Good, I have time for
coffee."  She glanced at Jeri.  "Someone wouldn't let me make a pot
this morning."

"Sorry, Honey, I didn't want to be late," Jeri said and then winked
at her.

"We have time," Kim said.  "Have breakfast.  These waffles are to
die for."

Rosa had made Belgium waffles for the group and was bringing them
out as fast as she could.  April nodded, got up and went into the
kitchen to get place settings for her and Jeri.

Marc and Anne came in followed by Liz and Jerry.  They all sat at
the table and waited for Rosa to bring more food.

"I wonder where Jo and Sam are this morning." Liz said, not talking
to anyone in particular.

No one answered, but she really didn't expect anyone to know.  She
poured coffee for herself and passed the pot to her husband.

The group was finishing their breakfast when Joanne and Sam came
into the dining room.  Liz looked up at her friend and noticed her
smile and a strange glow.  When Joanne's smile turned into a big
grin, Liz raised her eyebrows and chuckled.

Joanne went over to Liz, grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet.
She led Liz out of the room and then outside onto the patio.

"What's up with you, Joanne?  You look like a different person
today," Liz said.

Joanne hugged Liz and laughed.  "Liz, I think I am a new person. 
Last night Sam and I made love like never before.  I let him do
things I've never let him do before."

"Oh, like what?"

Joanne glanced around and lowered her voice to a whisper.  "He
kissed me-you know, down there."

Liz chuckled.  "So you let him eat your pussy, is that what you
mean?"  Joanne blushed and nodded.  "Did you like it?"

"Yes, it was wonderful.  I never knew it could be so intense.  I
even had an orgasm."  Joanne's face went from pink to red as she told
Liz about what had happened.  Joanne gave Liz an abridged version of
the lovemaking she and Sam enjoyed, telling her that she slept with
him in the nude for the first time.

Liz nodded and put her arms around Joanne.  "I hope you returned the
favor for Sam."

Joanne shook her head.  "No, I didn't.  As much as I loved what we
did last night, the thought of it is still unnerving to me.  I just
don't think I can do that."

"Look, you do whatever you have to do, Jo.  All I can tell you is
there is nothing like the feeling of control and lust you get from
having a man's cock in your mouth.  Just think about it, for Sam's
sake.  Just think how turned on he would be if you surprised him like
that."

"Maybe, but he might think I'm some kind of slut or something."

Liz stared into Joanne's eyes.  "That's what it's all about, isn't
it?  You think Sam will think you're a slut if you give him a
blowjob.  Joanne, I think it's more about what you'll think about
yourself than what Sam will think."

Joanne didn't know what to say.  She thought about Liz's statement
and the words rang true.

"Let's go in, I'm hungry," Joanne said.

Liz nodded and they went back into the dining room to have
breakfast.  Liz sat next to Jerry and Joanne sat with Sam.  The two
men were talking about how the purchase of the property they were
going to look at later would affect Don and Marc's tax position. 
Joanne sipped her coffee and listened to her husband tell Jerry about
leveraging and other things she didn't understand.

The men's voices drifted into the distance as she stared at her
husband's profile.  She watched his jaw move as he talked and
remembered his mouth on her sex.  When Sam licked his lips, Joanne
shivered and thought about his tongue probing her.

That morning when they woke up, Joanne and Sam cuddled together. 
They made love slowly without the fanfare of the previous night. 
After Sam came in her, they showered together.  In the past hours,
Joanne had done things she had never thought she'd do.  More
importantly, she had enjoyed every moment.

One of the things Joanne had noticed the night before was the lack
of hair on the other woman's crotches.  She thought about her own
mons and the thick bush that covered it.  Joanne decided she was
going to talk to Liz about it when she had a chance.  Something in
the back of her mind told Joanne she was going to end up naked in the
pool.  She couldn't put her finger on the feeling, but it was there
nonetheless.

"We should get going," Jack said.

The sound of Jack's voice snapped Joanne out of her trance like
state and she shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.  When she
realized she had been thinking about skinny-dipping, she felt her
cheeks warm and put the idea out of her mind.

The teens got up and began telling their parents goodbye.  They left
the house and headed to one of the vans.  Tom climbed behind the
wheel and Lisa sat in the passenger seat.  Jack and Megan sat in the
next seat back while Kim, Sally, Paul and Brad sat behind them in the
other two seats.  Jeri and April had left earlier in Jeri's car. 
Jeri wanted time to talk to the foreman at the boat company before
they took the boat out.

The teens drove up to Fort Lauderdale and into the boatyard.  Tom
parked the van near the shed and the teens got out.  They went into
the building and stared up at the yacht.

"Holy shit!" Paul said.  "This is the boat you guys are going to buy?"

Kim giggled and said, "Maybe, isn't it beautiful?"

"It's huge!  It looks more like a cruise ship than a private yacht,"
Paul said as he looked up at the towering superstructure.

"Let's go onboard and look around," Jack said.

Jack took Megan's hand in his and they walked to the boarding ramp. 
Two by two, the teens climbed the ramp and stepped onto the yacht. 
Jack stood watch, making sure no one was wearing hard shoes.  Once
everyone was onboard, they went into the salon and Jack called out
for Jeri.  When she didn't answer, he went up to the pilothouse to
look for her.

Jeri was at the helm inspecting the instrumentation.  She was
talking with an engineer, asking him about the radar.

"Hi, Jeri, is everything okay?" Jack said.

"Hello, Jack.  Yes, everything is fine.  I'm just going over a few
things with Mr. Haverhill.  He's telling me about the electronics,"
Jeri said and then she turned back to the helm.  As the man told her
about the equipment, Jeri made notes in a small spiral notebook.

Jeri looked over her shoulder, smiled and said, "Jack why don't you
let the yard manger take the group through the yacht.  You, Tom, Kim
and Sally should stay with us."

Jack nodded and went to find Manuel, the yard foreman.  The man was
on the foredeck talking to one of the workers that was bent over the
anchor windlass.  Jack called for Manuel and the man turned around
and held up one finger.

After a few minutes, Manuel came over to Jack.  "Sorry, Mr. Graham,
I was trying to help get the windlass adjusted."

"No problem, Manuel.  Please call me Jack.  When you call me Mr.
Graham it makes me feel old.  Would you have time to show our friends
around the yacht?  Jeri, the captain, wants Tom, our sisters and me
to go over a few things with her."

"I'd be happy to, Jack.  Just send them down and we'll start down
below," Manuel said.

Jack told Megan, Lisa and her twin brothers to go to the main deck. 
He told them Manuel would show them the yacht while he and the others
stayed with Jeri.  Megan and Lisa nodded and headed down the steps
with Paul and Brad behind them.

Jack went back to the bridge and moved next to Kim.  Jeri was
finishing up with the engineer and making notes.  She turned around,
smiled and then said, "We're finished here.  Let's go down to the
engine room."

Jeri followed the engineer down to the engine room while Jack, Tom
and the two girls followed.  When they all were in the room, Jeri
began asking questions.  The engineer went over everything in the
room while the group watched.  Jack and Tom tried to remember
everything that was being said.  Jeri kept writing in her notebook
and asking questions.

By the time they were finished, Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally knew how to
check the oil in the engines and the generators.  They knew how to
make sure the filters were clear and finally, how to start the two
big diesels and the generators.

"The engines can be started from the bridge, but I come to the
engine room to start them for the first time on any day the boat goes
out.  There are sounds you learn, sounds you can't hear from the
bridge.  If I'm out for the day, I restart them from the bridge,"
Jeri said.

"Whenever you are in the engine room when the engines are running,
it's very important to wear ear protection."  Jeri pointed to a rack
on the bulkhead.  "We only have four sets, so two of you are going to
have to leave."

"Sally and I will leave," Kim said.

Kim and Sally left the engine room and the engineer closed the door.
The engineer started a set of blowers and waited a few minutes to
make sure there were no fumes before starting the port diesel.  Once
the engine roared to life and came up to idle, he started the
starboard engine.

The noise in the room was deafening, even with the earmuffs on. 
Jack and Tom both held the padded cups to their ears as they watched
Jeri and the engineer work.  With both of the big engines running,
the group left the engine room, hanging their earmuffs on the rack
before closing and securing the thick door.

"We have a check list detailing the start-up procedures," the
engineer said as the group headed up to the pilothouse.  "We always
recommend going over each item in order every time you go out."

"I agree.  One mistake can cost tens of thousands of dollars," Jeri
said.

When they reached the pilothouse, Jeri put on a headset and adjusted
the headband.

"The deckhands will wear these headsets too.  That way the captain
can communicate with them while getting underway or docking," Jeri
told the teens.  "Bowman has two mates, one forward and one aft,
today.  They'll take care of the lines."

Jeri spoke into the headset and alerted the deckhands that she was
ready to cast off.  Jack moved up next to Jeri so he could watch her
back the yacht out of the slip into the canal.  When the deckhands
told Jeri the lines were clear, she put the transmissions in reverse
and the yacht began to move.

Using the shift levers, Jeri backed out of the shed until the bow
was clear of the pilings.  She told Jack what she was doing as she
used a small joystick to operate the bow-thruster to swing the bow
into the canal.  Once the yacht was pointing in the right direction,
Jeri pushed the throttles forward and they were underway.

"That was amazing, Jeri.  You make it look so easy," Jack said.

Jeri kept her eyes forward, glancing at the gauges on the dash as
she motored along the canal.  "It is easy once you know how to do it,
Jack.  You just have to know when to make your turns.  This boat
responds great; almost as well as the Viking."

Paul, Brad, Megan and Lisa came into the pilothouse and stood with
Kim and Sally.  Tom was near the helm with Jack and Jeri, watching
what was going on.

"This thing is bigger than our house," Brad said.

"It is big," Megan said.  "Big and beautiful.  I love it.  I hope
that we can all go for a trip on her someday."

"We will," Kim replied, keeping her eyes trained on the bridge.  "It
won't be long before the yacht is finished and we own it.  I hope
it's finished in time to take it to Michigan this year."

"I doubt it, Kim.  This year is over at midnight," Paul said and
then he laughed.

Kim playfully smacked his butt and shook her head.  "You know what I
mean!"

Jeri turned into another canal and headed toward the Intracoastal
Waterway.  Once she reached the ICW, she turned the yacht and headed
south.

"I want to take her outside and see how it performs in the ocean. 
There is a nice breeze so we should have good seas for the test.  The
weather station said we should have three to four foot waves today,"
Jeri said.

"What will we be testing today, Jeri?" Tom asked.

"I want to see how she handles in a following sea as well as in the
trough.  I have a feeling she will handle great when we're heading
into the waves.  It would be nice if the seas were a bit higher, but
it should be fine today," Jeri said.

As the huge yacht moved through the water, other boaters looked at
it.  Kim moved to the starboard side, looked out the window and
returned waves when one of the other boaters waved at her.

It took Jeri about twenty-five minutes to reach the inlet and turn
out to sea.  Once she navigated through the choppy water, she
increased the speed and headed straight out.  She tested the yacht's
response at several RPM settings and made notes in her little book.

"Want to take her, Jack?" Jeri asked.

"Sure, but you have to stay here and tell me what to do."  Jack took
the large chrome wheel and held it tightly.

"First of all, you don't have to try to squeeze the wheel in two. 
Relax and just feel her," Jeri said.  "The yacht is steered
electronically, so you don't have to work too hard.  If the
electronics fail, there is a mechanical bypass located in the center
of the wheel.  You just have to tighten the knob.

"Make a turn to port and set her in the trough.  Let's see how the
stabilizers work."

Jack did as Jeri asked and turned the wheel to the left.  The bow
began to swing around and then went too far.  Jack quickly corrected
by turning back to the right and the yacht settled into the trough
between the waves.

"This is unreal," Jack said.  "My little boat rocks and twists
around when I try to run in between the waves."

"The stabilizers keep her from yawing too much.  Turn about thirty
degrees and quarter the waves," Jeri said.

Jack made the turn and felt the yacht respond.  He began to relax
and have fun steering the boat.  Jeri told Jack to speed up and
cautioned him not to apply too much throttle.

"We're running at eighteen knots, Jack.  This is the recommended
cruising speed.  It's where you'll get the most speed and use the
least amount of fuel.  If we were going on a long trip, we would cut
her back to about twelve knots to increase the range," Jeri explained.

Jack looked over his shoulder and said, "Want to take her, Tom?"

Tom moved next to Jack and took over at the helm.  After making a
few turns at Jeri's direction, he started running with the waves
behind the yacht.  After a few minutes, Jeri told Tom how to set the
autopilot.  Following Jeri's instructions, Tom turned the unit on and
let go of the wheel.

"Stay here and watch for a minute," Jeri said.  "I'm going up to the
flying bridge.  Once I'm set, I'll call you on the intercom and you
guys can come up."

Jeri left and Tom stood at the helm waiting for her to call and tell
him it was okay to come up.  It took about five minutes for Jeri's
voice to come through the speaker and tell the group they could come
up and join her.

The teens filed up the stairs to the flying bridge and made their
way to where Jeri was sitting at the upper station.  Manuel also came
up and began explaining some of the features of the flying bridge and
the sundeck behind the helm position.

Manuel showed the group the hot tub that was installed since the
last time they visited the yacht as well as the service bar.  He
opened a cover and showed the teens a large stainless steel barbeque
grill.  Manuel explained that the sundeck could be used to entertain
and that there were tables and chairs that were included.

April came up and went over to Jeri.  The two women talked for a
moment and then April walked over to where the group was standing and
looking aft.

"This yacht has a great galley," April said.  "I have a couple of
suggestions, but all in all, it's as good as any I've seen on a yacht
this size."

"What would you recommend, April?" Kim said.

"I think it could use more freezer space.  When you're on a long
cruise, it's hard to pull over for steaks and chicken.  Another cold
storage locker would be nice too.  I like the washer and dryer and
the amount of storage space for linens and things," April said.

"There is a sixty cubic foot freezer that will be installed in the
lazarette," Manuel said.  "We could get a larger one if you want."

"No, that will be fine.  I didn't know one was planned.  How about
cold storage, is there something planned for that too?" April asked.

"No, but one could be added very easily.  There's room in the
lazarette," Manuel said.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves," Jack said.  "We haven't bought
the yacht yet."

"Do you think your parents will purchase the yacht?" Manuel asked
outright.

"Actually, it's up to us," Sally said.  "If we decide to buy the
yacht, our parents will go along."

Manuel gave Sally a strange look as if he didn't believe her.  He
had been working for Bowman for almost twenty years and had never
been involved in a transaction that hinged on the decision of
teenagers.  When Manuel glanced at April, she nodded and he shook his
head.

"I need everyone to hold on to something or sit down," Jeri called
out.  "I'm going to make a few sharp turns to see how she responds."

Megan, Lisa, Paul and Brad sat in one of the padded benches while
Jack and Tom moved to the helm to watch Jeri.  Kim and Sally also sat
down while Manuel and April leaned against the short wall that
enclosed the sundeck.

Jeri cut the wheel to port and then after a few moments, cut it back
to starboard.  The large yacht responded and Jeri looked back at the
shape of the wake behind them.  She straightened the yacht and pushed
the throttles forward, letting the engines come up to their maximum
RPM.  The yacht cut through the water and seemed very smooth.

After running at top speed for about ten minutes, Jeri pulled the
throttles back to idle speed.  The yacht settled in the water and
moved slowly.  Jeri once again made a series of turns and commented
on how the yacht responded.

Jeri began testing the duplicate electronics and made notes in her
book.  She let Jack take the wheel again and went to talk to Manuel. 
Jack and Tom sat in the plush seats and talked about the yacht.  Tom
called for Kim and his sister to join him and Jack.  When the girls
were standing behind their brothers, Jack looked back at Kim and
smiled.

"Well, what do you guys think?" Jack asked.

Kim giggled, leaned close to Jack's ear and said, "I think I want to
screw you."

All four of them laughed.  "I mean about the yacht, Kim," Jack said.

"I know, but I still want to do what I said," Kim replied.  "As far
as the yacht goes, I think we've already made up our minds."

"I agree with Kim," Sally said.  "I want to fuck Tom."  Once again
they laughed.  "I think we should wait until Jeri and April tell us
what they think, but if they think the yacht's a good buy, we should
get it."

Jeri came to the helm and stood next to Kim.  She watched Jack as he
steered the yacht and then told him to set a course for the inlet. 
Reaching over Jack, Jeri showed him how to set the chart plotter. 
Once the waypoint was entered, Jeri stepped back.

Sally pointed up at the radar bridge and said, "Jeri, what are all
the lights for?"

Jeri gave them a brief description of the different colored lights
on the radar bridge.  She pointed out the antennas and told them what
each one was for.  Jeri told them about the radar arrays and the
satellite dome.

"The satellite will provide both navigation and communications.  You
can add satellite telephone and even television if you want to," Jeri
explained.

"What is the little blue light for, Jeri, you didn't tell us," Sally
said.

Jeri chuckled and replied, "It means the owner is away.  When the
blue light is on, it's party time."

Tom laughed and jokingly said, "I guess we'll have to take that one
off if we buy the yacht.  We certainly don't want any partying going
on-at least not when we're gone.  Jeri, what is your option of the
yacht?  Do you think it's a good boat?"

"I'll talk to you guys about it later, but yes, it's a great yacht,"
Jeri said.

"Did you talk to April yet?  What does she think?" Sally asked.

"April said it's great too, Sally."  Jeri glanced over to where
Manuel was standing.  Once she was sure the man couldn't hear her,
she continued.  "This is the chance of a lifetime.  Because of what
happened to the man that ordered the yacht, you are able to buy this
thing for a lot less than what it's worth.  I have a few things that
I would change, but nothing serious."

Jack looked at his sister and then at Tom.  They all grinned and
then Tom said, "Can we talk about it tonight, Jeri?"

"Not tonight, April and I have plans.  We can all sit down tomorrow
and talk about it," Jeri said.  "I'll be back in a few minutes; I
still have a few things to check out."

Jeri walked away and went over to Manuel.  She spoke to him for a
moment and then went down the steps.  Jack stood proudly at the helm
of the large yacht, staring out over the blue water.  He felt
powerful as he gently held the wheel.  He steered to port and felt
the yacht respond to his command before returning to his course.

Jack saw the inlet and began to wonder where Jeri had gone.  While
steering straight was no problem, Jack was uncomfortable with the
thought of entering the inlet unassisted.  When the yacht was only a
few hundred feet away from the first pair of buoys, Jeri came back up
to the flying bridge.

"Just stay to the starboard side of the inlet and relax, Jack," Jeri
told him as she stood close and watched.  "Slow down as soon as we
get through the rough water.  When we got to the ICW, turn to
starboard when the yacht is about a third of the way past the buoy."

Following Jeri's instructions, Jack maneuvered the yacht into the
wide channel.  He slowed the yacht and kept looking around for other
traffic.  Jeri took over and told Jack how well he did.

When they got back to the boatyard, Jeri used the transmissions and
bow-thruster to ease the yacht into the slip without making contact
with the pilings.  The deckhands quickly secured the lines and Jeri
began shutting down the engines and electronics.

Once everything was turned off, Jeri led Jack and Tom down to the
engine room and showed them how to shut off the fuel supplies and
check the sea strainers for debris.  She pointed out the oil level
indicators and explained the importance of keeping an eye on them.

Jeri took a clipboard from a hook on a bulkhead and entered the hour
readings for the engines and generators.  After reconnecting the
shore power cords and water, Jeri told the two boys they were
finished.

"Let's go," Jeri said and she stepped through the hatch.  Once Jack
and Tom exited the engine room, Jeri latched the thick hatch and they
went topside.

"Well, what do you think, Jeri?" Tom asked as they walked up the
steps.

"It's a great yacht, Tom.  I have a few suggestions and I'll give
them to you if you decide to buy the yacht."  Jeri stopped in the
passageway and turned to the boys.  "There isn't anything that would
stop me from recommending you purchase the yacht.  She's very
seaworthy and handles like a dream.  While you two were up on the
flying bridge, Manuel and I checked all the portals and hatches to
make sure they were watertight.  Jack, Tom, this is a well made
craft."

Jeri headed outside and then down the ramp to the pier.  Jack and
Tom went into the salon and found the rest of the group sitting on
the settees.

"I guess were ready to go," Jack said.

"What did Jeri say?" Sally asked.  "Does she like the boat?"

"Yes.  Jeri said it was a great yacht, Sally," Jack replied.

Megan sat on the edge of her seat and squirmed.  She was anxious to
know if the teens were going to buy the yacht or not.  Finally, Megan
said, "Are you going to buy it?"

Jack looked at his sister and then at Tom and Sally.  The four of
them began to grin and then laugh.  Kim decided to make a bold move
and asked, "Well, what are we going to name it?"

"I never thought about a name," Tom said.  "I guess we should start
thinking of one.  We need to have a name for our new yacht."