We had a great breakfast before hoisting sail and heading out into the gulf. As we sailed in very light wind, it was decided we should troll for our n...on meal.Baited hooks on lines were thrown out the back and we didn't pay much attention to them. When Marty went to check on them she was squealing that we had fish on both lines. We reeled in our catch to find two very large trout. This was enough for us to enjoy a great fresh fish lunch.During the day, everyone but the salesman stripped down. I asked Steve who told me it was no a problem, there was a tiny bit of stocking top on show, but nobody would notice. I was too nervous to look down and check myself. After a few drinks Steve went off to the toilet. As I was looking round I noticed a really good looking guy get up from the secluded (ish) sofa area across from us and head in the same direction. He was wearing a tight pair of jeans and looked like he had a real bulge going on in his pants. He winked at me as he went past, he must. I pulled his dick out from between the flaps of his boxers. He wasn’t fully hard, though his cock was long already.I slid off the bed, grabbing the conditioner bottle on my way to the floor. He scooched over to the edge of the bunk and turned on his side. I squeezed the open conditioner until a generous amount escaped from the top. With my left hand, I scooped up the glob of white cream on to my first three fingers. I took a hold of his cock with my right hand and as I licked around the head, I. She led him into the kitchen and watched as he repaired the broken disposal. "You don't look like a janitor," she said."I just do this part-time," he said. "I go to school at night. I'm studying to be a computer programmer."She studied him from head to toe as he worked, marveling at his strong shoulders and huge chest, and the large bulge in his tight jeans."It should work all right now," he said, "I'm sure I fixed it." He put away his tools and rose to leave."Great," she said, then hastily.