I wondered where she would go to find a guy to be with, to give her the kind of satisfying sex I can not give her. I also could not stop thinking abou... what she was doing at this very moment. Did she meet someone up to her expectations? Has she already left with someone? All the thoughts and pictures in my mind were driving me crazy with lust for her. I did not know where and what was happening to me. All I know is my little dick was hard from the abuse she’s now doing to me, a new kind of. When she came back into the room five minutes later I saw that she had taken her clothes off and put on a robe. She came over to me and bent down as she handed me the beer and her robe fell open enough for me to see that she was naked under it.My mind immediately went into overdrive as I tried to figure out what she was up to. Was she trying to set something up? Get me to do something and then run to Jerry? What if she did? Was I all that keen on staying there anyway?Those thoughts only took a. “These are my keys, will you wait in my apartment for me?” She asked hopefully. I held them in my hand tightly, getting even wetter as I thought about another night with Miss Morgan. “Yes, I'll wait for you Miss Morgan,” I answered obediently. She smiled the submissiveness in my voice. I knew this aroused her tremendously. I could smell the scent of her sex as she game me one last kiss. I put my hand in her short black haircut, feeling incredible warmth as our bodies melted together. I left. Surprisingly there wasn’t that much other boat traffic around. Our next stop had us pulled into a wooded cove with a sandy beach and Pete broke out some snorkels and swim fins for us. All the girls wanted to have a go of this so I waited on board for my turn. Wendy, Pete and I sat on the aft deck in the shade and had a cool drink. They told me about their life and how their mum and dad had split up and dad had married again. He was an investment manager of his own firm and she was the daughter.