It was my boat before we were married. If there's a serious decision to be made, it's up to me ... but Jess is a Yacht Master; I'm just an amateur, so...obviously I look to her for advice. She's a more skilled helmsman than I, too, so it makes sense for me to do the heavier deck-work and let her steer. How are you feeling?"Eirene was rising comfortably to the swell in an even motion."A bit ... queasy," Chrissie admitted."Here," Jessica said, "take the wheel." But..."Jessica stepped away and. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I kissed her neck again and she pulled my lips up to her face.When our kiss broke, we looked up and saw that her sister and her boyfriend were locked in a rhythmic embrace. The gentle waves seemed to direct the two as her sister bobbed up and down, her hands clasped behind her boyfriend’s neck, his hands gripping her lower torso. Seeing this I was excited and I pinched Neeta’s ass and slid my hand between her legs from behind. Slowly massaging the crotch I. ‘Jane Lambert to see you Mr. Caldwell.’ ‘Send her in.’ ‘Go ahead in Jane. No need to knock.’ I’m speechless. The sex god from the elevator is my new boss? Holy fucking shit! I can’t get my feet to move but somehow I’m at the door. I turn the handle and push open the door. The office smells of leather and expensive cologne, it is the most intoxicating thing I have smelled in my life. I’m getting turned on by then smell of his office? Get a grip Jane. His back is to me when I enter his office. It turned out that Rachel knew Shantella, not well, but she knew her. Rachel worked as a school bus driver and had come in contact with her once or twice. Over the previous three weeks Rachel had joined Shantella and a few of the other female teachers on the occasional girls' night out and had finally learned what was going on.The man in the photos, a guy named Brent Goldman, was a principle at one of the schools in the district and was a real sleaze ball. Besides Shantella he was fucking three.