Chapter 23

The next couple of weeks were fun. Dad was able to take some time
off work and we went fishing at every opportunity. We did pretty
well all in all, but not as good as we did with Tom.

One afternoon, after coming in, my brother and I were finishing up
cleaning the boat when an older man came up to our boat. He waited
near the stern, watching Eddie and I as we put away the mop and hose.

"I heard you two kids like to fish," the man said, startling me.

I looked the man over as I walked to the transom with my brother
right next to me. He looked to be much older than our dad, his face
weather beaten and tanned. He had wild curly gray hair, partly
covered by the tattered ball cap he wore on his head. The man was
dressed in a pair of tan coveralls, partly unzipped, exposing his
yellowed tee shirt.

"Yes, Sir," Eddie replied. "My sister and I both love to fish."

"Tom Gordon said you two can handle yourselves on a boat and with a
fish," the man said.

"We're learning, but we have a ways to go," Eddie said.

"My name is Nate Johansson," he said, pointing across the marina. 
"I run a charter boat, 'Reel Pretty' I keep yonder. I need a mate
for some of my trips because the man who normally works for me
found himself another job and can't always go. Are you two
interested?"

"Interested in what?" I asked.

"Working for me on my boat. I can only pay the wages of one, but my
customers are usually pretty good tippers," Nate said. "I only go
out a couple of days during the week, so you won't earn much, but
it'll gave you a chance to learn."

I looked at my brother and could see by the look on his face he was
willing to take the job. The idea appealed to me too, but I waited
for Eddie to answer.

"We'll have to talk to our parents'," Eddie said.

"Okay, you go ask them, I'll wait here," Nate said.

My brother and I went towards the cabin door and were met by our
dad. He came out into the cockpit, smiled at Nate and said, "Where's
your manners, Kids, you should invite Nate onboard."

I looked at my dad and said, "You know Mr. Johansson?"

"Yes, Tom introduced me to him a few weeks ago," Dad said. "Come
aboard, Nate and meet my children."

Dad introduced my brother and I to Nate. When I shook his hand, I
couldn't help but notice how rough and callused it was. We leaned
against gunwales of the boat and talked for over two hours. By the
time we finished, my brother and I had agreed to try a few charters
with Nate.

For the next four weeks, my brother and I worked on Nate's boat,
serving as mates for his charters. The work was hard at first
because most of his customers were very inexperienced and required a
lot of attention. My brother and I learned a lot about helping the
anglers, as well as a lot about fishing.

Nate was a real good captain and could always seem to find fish. 
Most of the trips were for Dolphin and Wahoo, but we also had
charters for billfish. Eddie and I also had to learn to clean the
fish the customers kept. It was really yucky at first, but I got
used to it.

My brother and I received fifty dollars per charter plus tips. Most
of the time, the tips were more than our wage, but not always. Eddie
and I decided to pool most of the money we earned and use it for our
fishing trips.

At the end of the four weeks, Nate told Eddie and me he was taking
his boat to the Keys for a month and he had a mate who always worked
for him down there. I was kind of sad to see him leave, but he told
my brother and me we could work for him again when he came back.

The timing couldn't have been better for our family. We had planned
our summer trip and although we had to postpone it for a couple of
weeks, we were all excited to go. Mom and Dad had time off work so
we loaded the boat and headed north. Eddie loaded the navigation
information, which he and I worked on, into the chart plotter and we
were off.

Dad let my brother and I plan the trip, so while we were underway,
he sat back and observed. I was quite sure the trip was a test to
see if Eddie and I could handle the boat by ourselves. By the time
we arrived in Daytona, our parents were spending more time in the air-
conditioned cabin than in the sun.

Eddie and I had reserved a slip at the Halifax Harbor Marina as part
of the trip planning. When I was close to the harbor entrance, I
called the harbormaster on the radio and asked for directions to the
slip we'd been assigned. The harbormaster told me our slip number
and gave directions to get to the proper pier.

Eddie and Dad stood ready as I maneuvered our boat into position. 
There was an offshore boat in the slip next to the one we were going
to be staying in, pulled in forward. Two couples were lounging in
the off shore's cockpit. The women were stretched out on the padded
engine cover, soaking up the sun in their small bikinis. The two men
sat drinking beer and watching as I started to back our boat in next
to theirs.

When one of the men noticed there was a teenage girl at the helm, he
jumped up and moved the port side of his boat. I giggled at the
man's nervousness as he watched me backing our boat into the narrow
slip.

I managed to put our boat into the slip perfectly and stop it with
out the aid of my brother or my dad. I turned off the engines and
electronics as Eddie and Dad tied the boat to the pilings. When I
climbed down from the bridge and entered the cockpit, the two couples
next to us began to clap.

"That was one of the best parking jobs I've seen anyone do," one of
the men said.

"Thanks," I called to him.

One of the women asked the man who'd complemented me why he never
let her drive their boat and he just shook his head.

I took the shore-power cord from the storage locker, plugged it into
the boat and then took the other end to the pedestal on the pier to
connect it. I asked Eddie if the breakers were off and when he said
they were, I turned on the power.

My brother and I spent the next half an hour or so securing the boat
and getting her ready for our two day stay. Mom and Dad went to the
office to pay for our dockage and my brother and I began to wash down
the boat.

Eddie and I were washing the bow when one of the women on the boat
next to us started to talk to me.

"Hi," she said, "I'm Amanda. You must have been boating since you
were able to walk!"

"Hi, Amanda, my name is Jenny and this is my brother, Eddie. We
have only been boating since last Christmas."

"You've got to be kidding," one of the men said. "You drive like
you've been doing it a lot longer."

Eddie and I finished cleaning the boat as we chatted with our
neighbors. After the cleaning supplies were stowed away, my brother
and I got off the boat and walked to the stern of the offshore racing
boat.

"Would you guys like a soda or something?" Amanda said. "I don't
think your parents would want you drinking beer."

"A Coke would be fine," Eddie said. "Thank you."

Amanda invited Eddie and me to come aboard and join the group. We
climbed on their boat, sat down and accepted the Cokes. We learned
Amanda and Cliff were boyfriend and girlfriend and the other couple,
Meg and Bill, was married.

"How old are you two?" Meg asked.

"I'm fifteen and Jen is fourteen," Eddie said.

"You're only fourteen and can handle a boat like you do!" Bill
said. "I would have thought you were older; you look like you are."

"I'll be fifteen in October and Eddie will be sixteen," I said. "We
have spent a lot of time learning to operate the boat. My brother
and I worked as mates on a charter boat this summer and learned a lot
from the captain."

"What kind of charter boat?" Amanda asked.

"Offshore fishing," Eddie told her. "Jen and I helped with the
customers and the boat."

"You guys fish too?" Meg said.

"Yeah, we love it. We're planning on going out tomorrow if the
weather is good," I said.

Mom and Dad came back and walked over to where my brother and I were
sitting. I introduced them and Cliff invited them to join us. 
Amanda got two beers for my parents and then we got a quick tour of
the boat. The offshore racing boat wasn't really designed for
comfort. It had a small salon-galley and two small staterooms. 
Cliff explained the boat was designed for speed and would go about
eighty miles an hour.

We visited for another hour and then Dad said we had to get going if
we wanted to do some site seeing. When Dad asked Cliff if he knew
where he could rent a car, Cliff offered to lend him his.

"We all live here in Daytona," Cliff said. "I keep the boat here
and drive to the marina. We'll be here for the rest of the night and
we don't need the car."

Dad thanked Cliff and took the keys. Cliff and Bill told Dad how to
get to the beach, Amanda and Meg told Mom and I where to shop.

We spent the rest of the day on Daytona Beach, after Mom and I
visited a few of the shops. We bought a few things, including a new
bikini for me. The new suit wasn't as revealing as the one Mom gave
me in the Keys, but it was really cute and looked good on me. When
we parked on the beach, I changed in the car and got out to walk
along the shore with my family.

It was dinnertime when we returned the marina and gave Cliff the
keys to his car back. Dad invited the two couples to join us for
dinner and they agreed.

Cliff took us to a small restaurant near the marina, one we could
all walk to. I had changed out of my suit and put on a short skirt
and tank top. During dinner, the men all talked about what they did
for a living and boats. The women, including me, talked about
shopping and clothes.

Mom and I learned Meg and Amanda ran a small modeling agency in
Daytona. They told us about the business and how long they had been
doing it.

"Meg and I met when we were models," Amanda said. "She and I
decided to start the agency when we couldn't find a good agent for
ourselves."

"We were our first clients," Meg giggled. "It was that way for the
first two years. We have about fifteen clients now, but we're always
looking for more."

When Amanda turned to me and said, "Jenny, you should become a
model. You're cute, tall and have a great body. We could get you a
lot of work."

"Thanks," I said, blushing. "I plan on becoming a marine biologist."

Amanda chuckled and said, "I'm sure you'll do well, no matter what
you decide to be."

After dinner, we went back to the boat. Mom and Dad went to Cliff's
boat for drinks and my brother and I went to our boat to get ready
for bed. We checked the weather report, found out it was going to be
nice the next day and I went out to tell Dad.

"Okay, Jen," Dad said, "I'll get you and your brother up early and
we'll go out for a few hours. Now get to bed so you're rested, it's
been a long day."

It had been a long day and I was tired. When I went to the
stateroom to change, Eddie followed me. I took off my tank top and
skirt and my brother gave me a big hug and kiss. Eddie was wearing a
pair of boxers and I could feel his cock growing against me as we
embraced. When my brother moved his hand down my back and started
to rub my bottom, I moaned into his mouth.

We kissed and hugged for a few minutes and then separated. Eddie
turned me around, put his arms around me and pulled me back against
him. I leaned my head back on his shoulder and sighed as his hand
moved lightly over my belly. His hard penis was against my ass and I
wiggled, feeling it move between my cheeks.

"Did you hear what Amanda and Meg said at dinner?" I said.

"About you being a model? Yeah, I heard them. They're right you
know, you could be a model."

"I'd rather fish. I like going fishing with you and being on the
boat."

"I like fishing with you too, Jen," he said as his hands came up and
cupped my boobs.

Eddie's thumbs moved over my nipples and sent shivers through my
body. He wasn't groping me at all; he was just touching my tits and
nipples lightly. I could feel my pussy heating and beginning to
tingle as he continued to touch me. Eddie started to kiss my neck
and I felt my legs wobble.

My brother moved one of his hands from my breasts to my crotch and
slipped his fingers into my panties. He started to rub my labia,
pinching my lips between two fingers. When he moved to my clit, I
came. Eddie held me against him as my body shuddered and my orgasm
coursed through me. My knees got weak and I thought my legs would
buckle, but Eddie supported me in his arms. I could feel him humping
his hips behind me, and felt his rigid cock rubbing against my butt. 
After a few moments, his body stiffened, he pressed against me ass
and I felt his cock throbbing out his climax.

Both of us were sated when we moved apart. I looked down at his
boxers, saw the wet spot in the front of them and giggled.

"Looks like you have a mess on your hands," I said.

"Yeah, I guess I do. It's dark out, maybe I'll jump in the water
and clean up."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

We went outside, Eddie in his boxers and me in my panties. We
walked to the end of the finger pier and jumped into the warm water. 
My brother and I swam around for a few minutes and then went over to
Cliff's boat when we heard our mom call us.

"What are you two up to?" Mom said as Eddie and I hung onto the
swim platform on the boat they were on.

"Just taking a quick swim before bed, Mom," I said.

"There's a ladder on the swim platform, if you want to climb out,"
Meg said. "We have towels if you need them."

"Thanks," I said as I climbed the ladder and stood on the platform
in nothing but my panties. "It's getting a little chilly in the
water."

Amanda's eyes got big as she tossed me a towel. She took a deep
breath and looked me up and down.

"Are you sure you won't consider a career in modeling? You're
beautiful!" Amanda said.

"Thanks, but I just want to fish and boat. I'm busy enough as it
is," I said as I dried myself and then wrapped the towel around me,
tucking a corner between my boobs.

Eddie climbed out, dried off and we talked for a couple of minutes. 
I tossed the towel back to Amanda, thanked her and my brother and I
started to climb off the boat.

"They don't seem to be shy," I heard Meg tell my mom.

Mom and Dad both laughed and then Dad said, "Not those two, they're
very comfortable with their bodies. That 's their mom's doing."

I could hear them all laughing as Eddie and I walked away. We got
back on our boat, changed into dry clothes and went to bed. I
climbed into the bed and Eddie climbed into the upper berth.

"Goodnight, Jen, I love you."

I took a deep breath so my voice wouldn't crack and replied, "I love
you too, night."

As I lay under the sheet, I could feel my heart racing, the way it
did every time my brother said he loved me. I was so happy I felt
like I was going to bust. Closing my eyes, I wondered to myself how
life could be any better for me. I had a brother I loved and made
love with, great parents and almost everything I could ever want. I
didn't need to many material things, not with a family like mine.

Mom woke my brother and I up the next morning and told us it was
time to get going. I asked how long we had before we left and she
said about an hour or so. Eddie and I dressed in our running gear
and headed out for a quick run before breakfast. We ran around the
marina a few times, out onto the road and down the street. After
about two miles, we turned around and headed back.

The morning was cool, but not too cool. There was no wind and Eddie
commented on how nice the ocean should be for fishing. When we got
back to the boat and went into the salon, our neighbors were sitting
at the table with our parents.

"Good morning," Cliff said. "Your parents invited us to go fishing
with you today."

"That 's cool," I said. "We'll be ready in a few. Eddie and I just
have to shower and change."

Eddie and I went below, took quick showers and got dressed for the
day. We went up to the salon, wolfed down breakfast and went out to
tend to the boat. I took care of the lines while my brother started
the engines to warm them. We got out the fishing equipment, rigged
it and then I went below to tell everyone we were ready to go.

"So are we," Dad said.

Eddie pulled the boat out of the slip and headed for open water. 
Cliff and Bill went up to the bridge and sat with my brother as he
maneuvered the boat out of the marina into the ICW and finally out
the Ponce Inlet. Once we were out in the ocean, Eddie pushed the
throttles down and the boat came up on plane. He trimmed her out and
we moved through the smooth water at about twenty knots.

I stayed in the cockpit and finished rigging for fishing. I had the
lures we would start with tied on and the rods in the holders. Mom,
Meg and Amanda sat outside watching as I scurried around the cockpit.

Dad came out of the cabin, asked if I needed any help and went up to
the bridge when I said I was all set.

"Jen, you're amazing," Meg said. "Is there anything you can't do on
the boat?"

"Not really, I don't like changing the oil and working in the engine
room, but I know how. Dad said my brother and I had to be able to do
everything on the boat if we want to be able to take her out alone,"
I replied as I adjusted the tension on the outrigger lines.

"Alone," Amanda said. "Your father's going to let you and your
brother take his boat out alone?"

"It's not just Harry's boat," Mom informed her. "We bought the boat
for the family and as soon as Eddie is sixteen, he will be able to
use it when he wants to. Our kids are very responsible and we trust
them completely."

I beamed and sat in a deck chair near my mom. It was already
getting warm so I took my tee shirt off and sat in my new bikini top.

"I couldn't help noticing you don't have any tan lines," Meg said.

"No," Mom chuckled. "I think Jen would go topless all the time if
she could."

Amanda laughed and said, "I can't blame her; I know I would."

"Feel free, we don't have any silly hang ups about that sort of
thing," Mom said. "In fact, it really irks me we girls have to live
with a double standard as it is."

"Please don't start, Mom," I said. "They don't want to hear you go
on about the fact men don't have to wear tops and girls do."

"Well, if that 's the case," Meg said as she removed her top. "I
happen to agree with you, Ellen."

The next thing I knew, Meg, Amanda and my mom were all topless. I
shook my head and removed my bikini top and sat back giggling.

"Meg has been in a few men's magazines," Amanda said. "We both
happen to agree with you about going topless, or even nude."

I couldn't help staring at the two women. They both were tall,
taller than me, and beautiful. Meg and Amanda both had blonde hair
too, but I could tell they colored it. The thing most impressive to
me was their tits. They both had very large, round breasts, which
didn't sag at all. I was fairly big in the chest, but my boobs
didn't stand out like theirs did.

Amanda caught me gawking at her chest, grinned and said, "They're
fake, Jen. Meg and I both had boob jobs when we started modeling."

"Oh," I said. "I guess that 's another reason I would never be a
model, I like my boobs just like they are."

"You should," Meg said. "You have great tits! When we started
modeling, you had to have big knockers to get a break in the
industry. Today natural is in. Most of the girls we represent have
natural breasts and they don't look like they're skin and bones. I
guess the fashion industry has finally decided not all girls are six
feet tall and weigh ninety pounds."

Eddie called down and told me to get ready to set lines. He said he
found a pod of baitfish on the sonar and he was coming around to make
a pass through them. I jumped up and started to let line out on one
of the teaser rods. I told Meg what to do and she started to let
line out on the other one.

Bill and Cliff came down from the bridge and stopped in their tracks
when the saw all of the girls were topless.

"This is the first time I've ever been offshore fishing," Bill
chuckled. "I think I'm really going to enjoy it."

I giggled and began to setup one of the outriggers. I told Bill and
Cliff what to do and gave them each a rod.

"Aye, aye," Cliff said. "What ever you say is fine with me, I never
argue with a topless woman."

"Port side, two hundred back," Eddie yelled from the bridge.

I grabbed a rod, dropped the lure into the water and let the reel
free-spool. Eddie shouted instructions from his vantage point and I
followed them as the group watched.

"He ate it!" My brother yelled down.

I flipped the leaver on the reel to stop it from free spooling,
wound in some line and jerked back on the rod when I felt the
resistance of the fish. After making sure the hook was set, I handed
the rod to Amanda and started shouting instructions.

Bill and Cliff cleared the teaser rods, doing what I told them to do
and I stood behind Amanda telling her how to fight the fish.

"Looks like a white!" Eddie yelled and I grabbed the standup
harness from a locker.

Quickly, I fastened the harness around Amanda and adjusted the
straps. I clipped the reel to the two straps that would allow her
get some leverage and then readjusted the harness.

"Okay," I said. "Use your back and legs to pull back and then wind
down on the fish as you crank the reel."

Amanda battled the fish for almost thirty minutes before it made
it's first jump. Eddie could see the fish coming up and yelled for
us to be ready.

"When the fish comes out of the water, you have to be ready to crank
like crazy. We don't want the line to get too much slack in it," I
told Amanda.

The fish came up and shook its head as it danced across the water. 
When it went back under, it headed to the portside and Eddie steered
the boat towards the fish. The reel was screaming as the big Marlin
took off and swam away.

"Oh my God, Cliff! Did you see the size of that fish?" Amanda
shrieked.

"It's huge, Honey," Cliff said as he stared out behind the boat. 
"Are you okay?"

"Hell yes I'm okay. This is as good as fucking!" Amanda said. 
"Oops! I didn't mean to say that. I'm sorry."

"That 's okay," I giggled. "I wouldn't know. I do know fighting
one of those big fish is exciting though."

My mom was standing with Meg and they were both laughing at what
Amanda said.

"I do know," Mom chuckled. "You're right, it is ALMOST as good."

"Sorry, Ellen," Amanda repeated as she wound down on the fish. 
"I'll try to watch my language."

"Don't worry, I'm sure Jen has heard much worse. After all, she and
her brother worked on a charter boat," Mom said.

"Yeah, and Nate is no angel," I giggled.

"I'm going to get the video camera," Bill said. "We have to get
this on tape."

"I guess that means we have to put our tops back on," Meg said.

After Mom, Meg and I had our tops on, Meg helped Amanda with hers. 
Bill came out of the cabin with his camcorder and made a funny face
when he saw we were dressed.

"Don't be a pervert, Bill. You have enough tapes of me naked," Meg
said.

"There's no such thing as enough, Meg," Bill chuckled.

The fish came up again and Eddie started to back down on it. When
the leader appeared, I put on a glove and grabbed it.

"Eddie, I've got the leader. Amanda, be ready in case the fish
takes off again," I yelled.

My brother came down from the bridge, grabbed the tag pole and
waited until I pulled the fish close enough to get the tag into it. 
Bill had his video camera running, capturing the action at the
transom as the big fish fought against me.

"It looks like it's about one twenty-five or one fifty," Eddie said
as he pushed the tag pole at the fish.

"It's at least one fifty, probably closer to one seventy-five," I
said as I pulled the tired fish along side the boat.

Grabbing the fish's bill, I began to revive it as Eddie retrieved
the lure. He cut the line right at the hook and told me the fish was
free. Amanda, Meg, Cliff and Bill gazed down into the water at the
fish while I held it in the moving water.

"Do you have all the pictures you want?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm all set," Bill said.

I released the fish and we watched it swim away. Amanda was
bouncing on her feet and giggling like a teen.

"I can't believe I did it," Amanda said. "Did you see the size of
that thing? It was so big!"

"Do you think we can catch another one?" Meg asked. "I want to try."

I giggled at the two women's enthusiasm. They were just like the
other first timers my brother and I worked with on Nate's boat. I
looked at my brother and we grinned at one another. Eddie went back
to the bridge and I started to get ready to tease up another fish.

We trolled for about an hour when Eddie yelled out again. Bill and
Cliff didn't need to be told what to do this time as I hooked the
fish and handed the rod to Meg. She had been wearing the harness
ever since Amanda took it off, waiting for her turn.

Before the day ended, each of our guests had caught a fish. We had
a double on at one point, but the fish crossed and cut the lines. 
Mom had fixed a lunch earlier in the day, but it was long gone and we
were all getting hungry.

Dad drove back to the marina while my brother and I cleaned up the
cockpit. We rinsed the equipment with fresh water and put the rods
into the rocket-launchers to dry. The rest of the group went up to
the bridge and Eddie and I mopped and washed down the cockpit.

Once our chores were finished, I went up to the bridge with the
others. Eddie took over the helm and, just as I did the day before,
he pulled our boat into the slip without a hitch, but this time he
parked it facing in so our cockpit was next to Cliff's. After tying
her up and connecting the power, Eddie and I went to sit with our
parents and guests.

Cliff offered to pay us for taking them fishing, but we refused.

"Thanks," Eddie said, "but we were going anyway. It was great
having you along."

"I can't tell you guys how much fun I had," Amanda said. "I'll have
Bill send you a copy of the tape."

"That'll be great," I said. "I'm glad you all had a good time."

"We did," Meg said, "but you and Eddie didn't get to catch a fish
today."

"It's okay," I said. "My brother and I get to catch a lot of fish. 
I like seeing new people catch their first fish almost as much as
catching them myself."

"We want to take you all to dinner tonight," Bill said. "It's the
least we could do to repay you for a wonderful day."

"I agree," Meg said. "We'll take you to a real nice place we know. 
They have great crab and steak."

We all got cleaned up and changed for dinner. Cliff's SUV was big,
but I still had to sit on my brother's lap so there was enough room. 
As we rode along, I could feel his penis against my butt. When we
got out of the car, Eddie and I lagged behind the adults a bit.

"You were poking me in the butt," I giggled.

"I couldn't help it. After spending the day on the boat with four
topless girls and then having you sit on my lay, well…"

"Awe, poor baby," I giggled. "Does my big brother have a problem
tonight?"

"Yeah I do."

I bumped against his side and said, "Maybe we'll have to take care
of your problem later."

Eddie smiled and we went into the restaurant. We had a great meal,
laughed, and talked about the fishing trip. Meg and Amanda kept
doting on Eddie and I about our abilities and knowledge of fishing. 
I was blushing most of the evening, but it was nice.

After dinner, we went to a spot along the beach to take a walk. The
evening was warm, but there was a breeze coming off the water. Mom
and Dad walked along in front of my brother and I with the others. 
Once they were a fair distance ahead of us, I took my brother's hand
in mine.

"Today was fun, wasn't it?" I said.

"Yeah, I had a ball. Maybe we should start a charter business,"
Eddie said.

I let go of his hand, slipped my arm around his waist and pulled my
brother to my side.

"I don't think it would be as much fun. I liked taking Meg, Amanda,
Cliff and Bill out today because if we didn't find any fish it would
have been okay. If we were getting paid, we'd feel like we had to
find fish."

"Very true, Jen. I never thought about it like that. Maybe when I
turn sixteen, and we can take the boat out alone, we can take some of
our friends fishing."

"That would be really cool, Eddie. Maybe Cindy and Kevin would like
to go."

"I know Kevin wants to go, but I don't know about Cindy. Do you
think she'd like fishing?"

"I don't know if she would like fishing, but I know she's love to
spend a day on the boat with Kevin. She told me they're getting
along really well now."

"Sounds like fun," Eddie said. "We'll have to plan a trip for the
end of October."

I looked around, noticed I couldn't see our parents, or the rest of
the group, and said, "I wonder what happened to the others? I can't
see them anywhere."

"I don't know, want to head back to the car?"

"Okay," I said.

Eddie and I walked back to where the car was parked and looked
around. Our parents were nowhere to be seen, but there was a note on
the windshield.

"We're across the street at the Cove. Come over and join us when
you get back, love Mom," I read from the small piece of paper.

I looked across the street and saw a big neon sigh with blue
letters. 'The Cove' flashed on and off. I pointed at the bar and
said, "They're over there, want to go?"

Eddie glanced at the bright sign and then back at me. He put his
hands on my hips guided be against the car and began to kiss me. 
When he put his hands on my boobs and gently massaged them, I put my
hands on his bottom and pulled him closer.

"I guess that means no," I sighed.

"In a minute, I just want to hold you for a little while."

Eddie's arms went around my back and we began kissing again. I
could feel my body starting to respond and wanted more, much more. I
reached between us and began rubbing his erect cock with the palm of
my hand while he pulled my skirt up and gripped my bottom. One of
his hands moved in front and he started to stroke my crotch as I
groaned into his mouth.

Pulling my mouth away from his, I said, "I want to be naked with
you. I want to feel you against me."

"I want to be naked with you too, but we can't, not here."

"Will you sleep with me tonight?"

"I would love to, but what about Mom and Dad?"

I looked straight into his eyes and said, "I really don't care. If
they catch us and get mad, we'll just deal with it," I said. "I want
you close to me tonight."

Eddie nodded and we finally separated. We waited for a few minutes
before leaving, but headed across the street to find our parents. 
When we walked into the small bar, I saw my mom and dad sitting at a
table with the others. My brother and I walked over to them, sat
down and asked how long we were staying.

"Have a soda or something," Mom said. "We'll go in a few minutes."

Cliff raised his glass and proposed a toast to my brother and I,
ranting about what great anglers and boaters we were.

"I want to thank you too," Amanda said. "After Cliff saw you two
operating the boat, he agreed to teach Meg and me."

I giggled and blushed.

"We hope we'll get to see you kids again sometime," Meg said. "It
was one of the best days I've had in a long time."

"Just come down to Lauderdale and look us up," Dad said. "We'd love
to have you guys."

We stayed at the bar for another hour before going back to the boat.
Mom and Dad said they were going to have a nightcap on Cliff's boat
and told us to go to bed. It was all I could do to contain myself
when my mom said it. I planned on going to bed with Eddie, but maybe
not the way she thought. Tonight, I was going to have my brother
next to me.

Eddie and I went to our boat and sat in the salon. He turned on the
television and we watched the end of a movie. I was snuggled close
to him, my legs pulled up on the settee. My skirt was hiked up so
high my panties showed, but I didn't care. My brother glanced at me,
smiled and put his hand on my bottom. He started to trace the edge
of my thong and I scooted closer to him.

After the movie was over, Eddie turned off the television. It was
the only thing we had on in the salon and when it went off it was
very dark and very quiet. Neither of us made a move to get up, both
of us content to be snuggled together on the settee in the dark. 
Eddie's hand was still rubbing my butt and I started to rub his leg.

"Eddie," I said softly. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately."

"About what, Jen?"

"About you and me."

"What about us? Is there anything wrong?"

"No, Eddie, there's nothing wrong. I kind of think that's part of
the problem I'm having."

"What do you mean?"

"Well…it's like when we fool around, you know, do the things we do. 
I love it and sometimes I think I should feel guilty for doing things
with my brother, but I don't. When we're kissing or touching or, you
know, it doesn't feel like you're my brother at all. It feels like
I'm with the guy I love…and I am."

"Sometimes I feel guilty, Jen. Sometimes I feel like you're going
to be pissed at me, or something. We both know what we're doing is
not normal, at least not as far as the rest of the world is
concerned, but I just can't help it, you know, feeling like I do
about you. I get so mixed up sometimes."

I got up, sat on his lap, put my arms around his neck and leaned my
head on his shoulder. It took me a moment to gather my thoughts, but
when I did, I pulled back and looked at his face. I could barely
make out his eyes in the dark, but there was enough light filtering
in through the smoked window I could see he was looking into my eyes.

"Eddie," I said and then took a deep breath, "I want you to make
love to me."

"What?"

"I want to feel you inside me. I love you and want to be part of
you. I want you to take my virginity and make me a woman."

"Now? I thought we were going to talk about this."

"No, not right this minute, Eddie," I sighed. "We are talking about
it; we're talking about it right now. I've been thinking about it
for a while now and I'm ready, I'm ready to have you make me yours."

"You are mine, Jen. We don't have to do that to prove it to each
other."

"I'm not asking you to prove anything to me, or me to you. I want
to do it because you want to, because we want to. I love it when I
suck your cock and when you eat my pussy. You make me cum so hard I
feel like I'm going to bust, but something's missing. Sometimes I
feel empty after we do things. Does that make any sense?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I know I want to feel closer to you too, but I
love you and don't want to hurt you."

"How is making love to me going to hurt me, Eddie? Don't you want
to fuck me?"

"Yes, I want to. I want it to be the first time for both of us, but
I'm scared. I afraid if we do it, we won't have anything to look
forward to."

I smiled and said, "Sure we will. We'll have the next time and the
time after that and the time after that…"

Eddie chuckled and kissed my nose. "You're crazy."

"Yup, I'm crazy about you."

I got up and reached for my brother's hand. I pulled him to his
feet and we started to head towards the staterooms when we heard loud
laughing from outside. My brother and I went to the window and
looked out at Cliff's boat.

We both started to giggle when we saw everyone was horsing around
and drinking.

"Want to go join them?" Eddie asked.

"No, I want to go to bed."

We left the adults to play and went to our stateroom. When I
reached for the hem of my top to take it off, my brother stopped me. 
He pulled my tee shirt up to my armpits, leaned over and kissed my
boobs one at a time, before completely removing it. I took off
Eddie's shirt and we hugged.

I felt his hand at my waist and whispered, "The zipper's in back."

Eddie lowered the zipper, unhooked my skirt and began working it
down. He knelt on the floor and kissed his way down my body. While
kneeling, he pulled my panties off and kissed my mons. I opened my
legs, put my hands on the back of his head and groaned as his tongue
snaked out into my slit.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled him to his feet and unfastened
his shorts. I pulled the shorts and his boxers down, helped him get
them off his feet and took his cock in my mouth. Working my mouth
over his member I took him to the opening of my throat, but pulled
back when I started to gag. I remembered the night at our house and
renewed my effort to take his entire penis into my throat.

I was finally able to get past the gagging and his cock slid into my
throat. I groaned around his shaft, felt it swell and start to
throb. His first shot went directly into my throat, but I pulled
back to take the rest on my tongue.

The feeling of my brother's hot cum coating the inside of my mouth
was wonderful. I thought about his statement about having something
to look forward to and almost giggled as his penis continued to pulse
against my tongue. I decided if fucking was going to be anywhere
near as good as this, we would always have something to look forward
to.

Once his cock stopped throbbing, I pulled my mouth off, kissed the
head and stood up. We climbed into the bed, pulled the covers over
us and snuggled together. I could feel his penis against me and it
was still hard.

"Wasn't it enough for you?" I giggled.

"Yes, I'm just still turned on."

I rolled my brother onto his back and stretched out on top of him. 
It felt great having my boobs crushed into his chest and his cock
pressing against my mons. We started to kiss and I gyrated my hips,
rubbing against his member. I couldn't help but think about the last
time his cock was this close to my pussy and the way I felt. I was
getting really turned on by the feeling of his member rubbing my mons
and made a decision.

Spreading my legs, I reached around and took hold of Eddie's penis. 
I stood it up, clamped my legs closed and slid down until his shaft
was against my pussy.

"What are you doing, Jen," Eddie said, almost in a panic.

"Just relax and enjoy it, I want to try something new."

I began to move my hips up and down a couple of inches, causing my
brother's cock to rub against my pussy. I could feel his member
against my clit and I started to move faster. Eddie humped up as I
moved down and we soon developed a rhythm. Reaching around, I put my
hand against his cock and pressed it against me harder. A couple of
times I felt him at my opening, but he never entered me, although I
didn't really care if he did.

When I began to cum, I flexed my thigh muscles and then felt Eddie
squirt his cum against my hand. We kept moving until his cock
started to get soft and my body stopped quivering. I stayed
stretched out on top of him and felt his cum on my butt and dripping
between my legs. Reaching to the floor, I grabbed his boxers and
started to clean us up. Eddie and I took a quick shower, dried off
and went back to bed.

As I drifted to sleep, I thought about telling my brother I was
ready to have intercourse and his response to the statement. Just
like every time I decided wanted to do more, I started the mental
ping-pong match in my head. I made the decision and now all that was
left was when. I giggled to myself when I thought about the day I
first had oral sex and how it was so unplanned. I guessed our
inevitable coupling would happen the same way…when we least expected
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