A morning fishing trip turns into a romp with Mary, in the boat.

Based on the post by m_storyman_x . Listen to the ► podcast at Explicit Novels.

I

gave my wife a gentle kiss before climbing off the air mattress and

sliding a pair of shorts up my legs. It was early, the sun barely

peeking through the trees and dancing on the sides of the tent. I

grabbed a power bar and a Gatorade; and headed down to the boat. No one

wanted to come along this morning, but that was fine with me. It meant I

could work some of the back bays real slow.

 

I

headed down the hill from the campsite to the small bay where I had the

boat moored, the morning being quiet and misty. There was a light fog

hanging above the water; obscuring the camp by the time I got down to

the boat. It was a silent still morning, perfect for this kind of

fishing. I waded into the bath warm water and pushed the cover back on

the bow, to allow me to climb in. I levered myself over the railing, not

a graceful move, and started pulling the cover off the boat.

 To my

irritation, one of the straps fell over and got hung up under the depth

finder transducer on the stern. I leaned over the stern and did my best

to try and clear it, but with no success. The only way now was to get

into the water. I didn't have my swim suit, but with the fog I wasn't

too worried about being seen.

I

stripped my shorts off and lowered my naked self down, using the swim

ladder, just touching bottom in the five foot deep water. It took a

minute to feel for what was tangled, and get it free. I tossed the strap

up into the boat and then waded around to the side. I picked up the

cover and walked up out of the lake and dropped it on the shore. Since I

was already out, I started untying the bow lines so I could pull out,

trying to save myself a second trip over the bow rail.

"Wow!"

I heard a voice say. I turned and saw Mary standing on the trail above

me. She was apparently on her way back from the bathrooms. I guess I

hadn't counted on that possibility. She was wearing some kind of long

shirt that came most of the way down to her knees. "If I keep running

into you like this, I'm going to have to start wearing something a lot

sexier than this!" She said pulling on her shirt.

I held my finger to my lips to quiet her, I really didn't want the sound traveling up the hill to the tents.

She came down the hill and stood on the shore, a few feet from where I was crouched down. "Where you headed?"

"Out to fish." I said quietly "Why? Want to come?" I asked, half joking.

"Go fishing? That sounds interesting. I love to fish. Do I need anything?"

"Nope, but you'll have to be quick. I'll pick you up on that point in five minutes if you're coming."

"Okay." She said getting up and practically running up the trail"

I

shook my head as I finished untying the boat and waded into the water

and levered over the rail. I walked to the stern and pulled my shorts

back on before starting the engine to warm up. I let it idle for a

minute or two before pulling up the final anchor and dropping it in

gear. To my surprise Mary was standing on the shore at the indicated

point, still wearing that long shirt thing, so I moved in as close as I

could to pick her up. She swung her leg over the bow and tried to climb

in, getting hung up in the process. I stepped through the open

windshield and pulled her easily up into the boat. She wrapped her arms

around my neck and kissed me wetly on the lips before letting go of me

and letting her body slide the few inches down for her feet to hit the

deck.

"Thank you. For the show and for taking me along." She said over the sound of the idling engine.

I

stepped back to the driver seat and pulled the gearshift to reverse and

backed away from the shore while she settled into the passenger seat. I

dropped into drive and applied some power, adding more as I cleared the

inlet and hit the main lake channel. It was pretty foggy, so I followed

my GPS and kept my speed down, not wanting to hit another boat on the

way.

"I wanted to wear something a bit sexier for you." Mary said over the sound of the engine.

"Oh?" I responded. "That looks like the same shirt."

"Oh

that part is. But this isn't." She said as she pulled the shirt up and

over her head. She was wearing a pair of pink sheer lace panties and a

matching lace bra with her nipples poking prominently over the top edge.

She spread her legs slightly giving me a view of her pussy lips encased

in the shimmery material.

"Wow! That certainly is!"

"So you like it?"

"What's

not to like?" I answered. I really liked how she looked naked, but the

material just teasing the view made her look even sexier.

"Good!"

she said with a grin as the cool air blowing over her nipples were

making them rock hard. I eased back on the throttle and pulled into a

small cove and shut down the engine. It was dead silent as I dropped the

electric trolling motor in the water and eased us into the fog. We

could hardly see ten feet, making it difficult to fish.

"This is going to be hard to fish." I said out loud.