But while in the rain locker, I'm thinking about my friend, and what I want to do; and it goes like this, we go down to his boat. We get below and h... brings out the stuff to smoke; we each take a big hit, exhale, then another. In a moment we are rushing at warp speed, and I accidently touch him on the leg, and he grabs my hand (we're sitting side by side in the small boat cabin) and pulls it into his lap and moves it back and forth across the front of his jeans. I stop that motion, and I grab. You agree and we head downstairs to the bigger of the two showers. As usual we're both not wearing much, after all what is the need if there isn't anyone else around. You start the shower and test it with your hand to make sure it is a bit on the cool side but that it's still comfortable to stand under without catching a chill. I walk up behind you as you are bent over the bathtub and lightly grab your wonderfully full feeling balls with my hand and gently start to rub them. You moan softly. "You want to be a good friend and not rub my nose in it, fine, but you still suck," she made clear, leaning down to my boobs.She angled her head up and kept her eyes on mine as she began licking my nipples and got back to thrusting her fingers as well. I felt her head yet again and fondled it, too, as she made me feel good in two different ways."Oh, yes, you're cocked and ready now, aren't you? You're gonna fuck the shit out of Joe, now, huh? I got you all riled up now and ready for more, huh?. And, Ron, that bothers me.” She didn’t look over at him, but she sensed his concern anyway.“Yeah, I know what you mean,” he said. “But what can we do?”“I don’t know. I just don’t know,” she said. “He’s too good a man to screw over. But...”“Yeah, I know what you mean, and he is too good a man to screw over as you say. That said, that’s just what we got done doing. I know I’m not going to be saying this right, but as bad as what we just did actually is; I mean cheating on our man, it feels.