He knew it wouldn’t be anything that involved the two of them, as they had spoken about that before. Though they had a short but passionate physical...relationship the previous year, they decided it was a better idea to be friends. He figured it was probably about her career or a guy she had met. It was nearly 4 pm, and Cyrus was feeling sleepy. He ordered his usual strong coffee, and began finishing up his work. He had to send out some emails to a few bastard customers before the weekend, after. One reason he's got the job, quite apart from his skill as skipper."Beth showed the youngsters the cabins, the life-jacket store ... and how to use the sea-toilets. If you know about them, you won't need an explanation; if you don't, you probably don't want to know. Suffice it to say, boats have been known to be flooded when mistakes have been made with the toilet...They got underway and left the wet-dock at six o'clock. I mean, eighteen hundred hours. They sailed down river and anchored on the. He took off his shirt once again, and I stared nervously. "Sorry man. I like to take off my shirt while I'm jumping. I like to feel the breeze in this hot weather." I then quickly replied without thinking. "I like to take off my shirt, too!" I took it off swiftly and he saw my skinny chest. Compared to him, he had a muscular chest – probably because he was a bit older than me. He probably just works out, that's all. We starting jumping up and down, and he started doing flip tricks. I didn't. We had dated for a while and had hooked up with lots of couples, but one in particular stuck. It was when we had met Bill and Rachel. My girlfriend and I were on a sex dating sight and we started chatting with them. We both had found them to be a great pair for play, but in particular, Rachel. She was just gorgeous and amazingly sexy. We all chatted for awhile online, shared pics, stories, fantasies, etc. We came to find out they were into a full swap, and wanted to plan it soon at their place.