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Geoffrey And A Boat

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Geoffrey was increasingly pleased with the way my wife's efforts at revitalising his lingerie department in the store he owned had worked. Sales were up each month and footfall increased significantly. The fact that the fashion show which had taken place some months earlier had been mostly responsible for this welcome turn of events had not gone unnoticed by the accountants. In late August he asked if she was free the coming weekend for a little treat. That evening as the store closed, Liz went up to his office for a private 'chat', which normally meant doing something sexually together, fuck or blow job being the norm, or her stripping for him while he wanked and shot come into a pristine handkerchief ready to wipe up the spunk. He kissed her and asked if she might like a trip on a boat to see the sunset over the sea. His cheeky look gave it away and he said he recalled a small exchange one night after they had fucked, when she told him she would love to have sex on a boat. Geoffrey had loaned a boat from a friend, it was quite a size but he said he was a capable sailor and had handled it several times for trips to France. The possibility had Liz accepting. He said the forecast was excellent for the weekend coming and she needed to be ready for a lunchtime departure, her department would close at 1130 and they would leave from his house at 1300 so she should go home and if possible get hubby to drop her at his place as promptly as possible. That night she told me the plan and I said I would take her to his place for her. She packed a weekend bag and took some toys just in case. She was high on the thoughts of an old fantasy being brought to life. We had a very dirty night together as a precurser to her time on this boat. The adventure began next day. Liz went to work and Geoffrey made his daily trip round all the departments, stopping at hers and saying he had something special for later. The two and a half hours dragged but at the appointed time, she closed the department, turned off the lights and locked the doors, leaving a message for customers that a small leak had made the floor slippery and apologising for any inconvenience. I met her at the delivery bay and drove a very excited wife back home where she showered and changed. Reappearing in a short skirt and tee shirt top, her bra being visible beneath, black and half cupped. She would normally wear white, but knew how Geoffrey liked the slutty look as much as classic clothes, (as long as they came off). They departed on time with Geoffrey shaking my hand and smiling warmly to me. I suppose not every husband is prepared to deliver his wife ready to be ravished for however long his libido allows, but knowing the old bugger, a lot of the night at least. The moved away swiftly with a wave ans turned towards the coast road while I disappeared in the opposite direction towards home and a silent house. I got a picture just as I was cooking my evening meal. A lovely looking boat, almost worthy of the name, a ship, all shining white and brilliant chrome. I noticed it was seagoing as the pods told me navigation equipment and radar systems were installed and atop the bridge. I apologise for my vagueness so maybe I should say I think it was bristling with high tech equipment and leave it at that. No idea how much it cost but then I do not roam in such circles. Geoffrey's friend must be very trusting. I later received some shots of a very comfortable saloon area with leather armchairs and a long u shaped sofa wrapping round three sides of the cabin, I estimated nine or ten people would be comfortable on it and my cock strained at the thought of what she and Geoffrey might do in there. The bedrooms were also shown to me, spacious and ultra comfortable again, plenty of mirrors too I noticed. The bridge was huge, stretching across the width of the boat, two captain's chairs were close to the controls and a steering wheel with leather grips and an array of technical dials and lights, more like starship Enterprise to me. There was a man standing almost out of shot, wearing a captain's hat, realised that this was definitely not Geoffrey. I was intrigued but not disturbed by there being a second man on board, in fact I was relieved that the occasion and the size of the boat had me satisfied that any problem would have a professional to cover it, maybe Geoffrey knew this but had purposely not said anything. I sent a text to that effect and got a reply that this was a new vessel and it had a crew of two, the other being a cook and general cleaner. Satisfied, I cooked my risotto and relaxed with a glass of wine, my stomach doing the familiar cuck churning, all part of the mystery of the evening. At around eight a photo of a fabulous sunset came through with three devil imojis to follow. I knew it was game on for her. It was growing dark fast and I went to bed early with a king sized hard on. The next day was Saturday and I got a selfie of her in a bikini I had never seen before, a gift from Geoffrey, who no doubt had fucked my wife overnight and intended to do so again for the rest of the day. I had to admit my cock grew even more as I saw her lovely body in that bikini, black and white stripes and giving anyone looking a generous amount of flesh to get a stiffy on. It was the late afternoon and I got a picture of her and Geoffrey in Jersey having drinks near the harbour and I learned they were eating out and then sailing back home to dock in the morning then home. She sounded very happy and I asked if she had been well fucked and she just said 'Of course', a simple answer to a very heavy question, I crave more details but just got a devil imoji a few minutes later and a short text saying 'will tell you all tomorrow, love you' For me it was wank time and i furiously finished myself off looking at her bikini picture. Next morning I awoke to the sound of my phone and opened it. There was a picture waiting for me her cunt leaking come, large and beautiful. In that moment I wanted to be filling her myself but the fact was it would be at least lunchtime or after before she was back in my arms and playing with my cock. Sunday, five in the evening and I get a call to go for her. I am there as soon as I could be, my head full of questions and eager for answers. She comes out with Geoffrey, he smiles and waves at me and passes Liz a package, he kisses her and waits at the door for us to leave with a wave from him and one back from her as we sweep away. I was all questions and she was bubblingly happy saying what an experience it had been. I asked if it had satisfied her fantasy and she said 'Yes, and some' We got home and I took her bag upstairs. When I got back down she was standing in the new bikini and she looked fabulous. I kissed her deeply and said how gorgeous she looked in it, running my hands across the small amount of material covering her body. She rubbed my cock and she asked if I had been wanking over her and I confirmed it and said I had almost waked myself sore but wanted to be ready for her. I felt my jeans being undone and her hands on my cock, which jumped out of my pants like a jack in the box. She took her phone and found the gallery then passed it to me 'You will probably like to look at these' she grinned, shimmying out of her bikini bottoms. There were loads of pictures of her taken by a third party, her and Geoffrey undressing each other, playing with each other's bodies, his cock being sucked very artistically, lots of lips servicing him, lots of her cunt being licked and fingered and kissed. I had the evidence of their lust. The saloon where they were, showed the cameraman as being the one in the captain's hat, naked and proudly showing a generous hard on. Liz then said that both Geoffrey and the captain had fucked her in the saloon on the big sofa. I found the pictures of her naked and posing around the ship with Geoffrey. I asked who he was and she said it was the owner of the boat and fucking her was all the payment he desired for the use of a very expensive luxury yacht. She said she was naked most of the time they were sailing and she had sunbathed nude in a well protected suntrap at the bottom of the outside steps up to the bridge. The captain had fucked her there and spent quite a bit of time naked with her while the deck hand steered and wanked. I asked about him too and she admitted he had also fucked her and very nicely too. So a weekend of watching a sunset and going across to the channel islands had also got her cunt filled several times by three different guys. I asked if it had been worth it and she grinned hugely and said she could hardly wait for next spring as they had promised to take her to Cannes if they can get moorings, unfortunately even the super rich have to take pot luck around film festival time but there are bays around where they could moor. Liz has eyes on that as a very nice break and Geoffrey has promised she will be very well serviced so I suppose I shall be waiting for her to return and doing some clean up duties in the meantime. This Christmas we are entertaining Geoffrey to a Christmas meal. I have a special santa outfit for her to wear for a while before I take them both back to his place for the night, she had accepted my rule that she will not be wearing anything more than a pair of stockings and suspender belt, the santa suit will remain with me and Geoffrey will have his Christmas present unwrapped. I will take a coat for her next morning to save any embarrassment as it will then be Boxing Day and people might well be about. I am hoping they will provide more super photos for my growing album of sexy times with Geoffrey, the old ram.
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