pumps she was wearing, she was a lovely woman. As Steve approached them, he saw that Sandy was quite nervous about her appearance, and he took great pains to praise her and Ellie. As he took both their arms, he was again surprised with the heady effect of their combined perfumes.
He seated Ellie, and as he stood over her chair, he was amazed at the expanse of bare breast he was able to see. She certainly was a well-built and apparently well-preserved woman. Steve was now unsure as to how old Ellie might be.
Ellie glanced up at him with a mocking smile. 'If you are through inspecting the crew, Captain, you might assist the First Mate into her chair. She's the lady in the blue dress standing there.'
Steve had been caught and he blushed in his awkwardness.
Sandy noticed the incident and grinned mischievously at her father.
'Daddy honestly, you'd think you'd never seen a lady's bare boobs before!'
Steve was now completely baffled. 'Hey, what's happening here? Am I being ganged up on all of a sudden? How about some slack out of both of you.'
Their warm laughter caused him to wonder to himself if perhaps Ellie hadn't been right. Maybe he did need female companionship more than he thought.
When he finished seating Sandy, he couldn't help note the grace and loveliness his daughter was beginning to show. It came as a sudden shock to him that she would soon be twelve years old.
'You two are real knockouts. Where'd you come up with that outfit, Sandy? I didn't know your mother packed any dresses for you.'
Sandy's face lit up with joy at her father's obvious pleasure of her appearance.
'Ellie bought it for me, Daddy. She bought the shoes too. Aren't they great? I really love them. I like getting dressed like a lady, like this. Don't worry though, Daddy, I won't turn into a regular girl on you. I'm still your First Mate, aren't I?'
'Sure you are, Mate. I couldn't get along without you. Don't you ever stop looking like a girl either. I much prefer looking at an attractive female than a run of the mill crew member.'
Turning to the smiling Ellie, Steve said, 'Thank you Ellie. You really didn't have to go to that trouble and expense though. You should have told me you were going to buy her some things. I'd have given you the money.'
Ellie's lovely face became indignant. 'Say listen here, I'm a widow, not a pauper. Besides, next week's her birthday. This was my chance to get her something.'
Steve leaned forward and kissed her cheek. 'You both look too good for me. I should have worn my best suit for this evening.'
The dinner had been delightful Steve was amazed at the charm and wit Ellie possessed, and Sandy seemed to be blossoming right before his eyes.
After dinner, Steve danced with Sandy and Ellie. He was again surprised when he led the older woman onto the floor, and they began to move to the slow tempo of the music.
Ellie's perfume, the first he'd known her to wear, was heady and her strong, well-muscled body seemed to glide across the floor with him.
'Oh Steve, this brings back many wonderful memories. Thank you for suggesting this little party. I've enjoyed it tremendously. Sandy has too. You know I think I may have been wrong about her possessiveness. She loves you and would do anything for you, but she seems to have a good head on her. I don't think you have much to worry about with her, except the fact she's growing up fast. Careful you don't miss something important.'
'I'm glad you two get along so well, Ellie. She's really fond of you too. To tell the truth, I'm becoming fond of you myself. You're fun to have around and you're a damned good sailor, too.'
Ellie looked into his face and said with a twinkle in her eyes, 'Careful now, you don't want to go getting any ideas, Skipper. We've got a long trip to make together and I'm a virtuous old maid.'
'Oh hell, Ellie, you know what I mean. My God, you're old enough to be…' he suddenly stopped and was extremely embarrassed. He hadn't meant to make a remark about her age.
Her voice reassured him instantly.
'I know, old enough to be your mother? Well, Skipper, I'm fifty-five years old and I feel like twenty-five. I know I'm a bit rough around the edges, but that comes with spending so many years with Buck, I suppose. But, you'd be surprised at the offers I get.'
'Thanks for not taking my head off for my stupidity. After seeing you in that dress and dancing with you Ellie, I wouldn't be at all surprised at your popularity. Before I cause a mutiny, how about all of us going back to the boat so we can get a good night's sleep. Sandy looks a little bleary-eyed sitting there trying to look sophisticated.'
'Okay Skipper. I guess it is past her bedtime. But, as far me, I could dance all night and still set sail on the morning tide.'
'I bet you could, but I can't. I ache all over from loading stores and all that gear. That's the first time I did it without help, not that you and Sandy didn't do your part.'
She chuckled and ran her strong hand up his back. 'If you'd like I could give you a good rubdown after we get back. I used to do that for Buck, and he claimed I could create miracles with my hands.' There was tone to her voice that Steve couldn't quite identify.
They gathered up Sandy and left the club house. The sky was clear and star studded, and there was a soft sea breeze fluttering the rigging of the moored boats along the dock. The tinkling sound of metal striking metal made it sound like wind chimes, and Steve loved it. He fixed himself a night cap and stretched out on the rear bench seat to enjoy the night. The girls went below and bustled around preparing for bed. The gentle breeze and the night sounds soon lulled Steve to sleep, and he slipped into a fanciful dream of Ellie and he dancing on the dock, the heady aroma of her perfume making him lightheaded. He and Ellie danced and pressed closely together. He could feel her body warmth and the massage of her thigh between his legs. He suddenly realized that this woman was getting him excited and that his cock was swelling.
Steve awoke with a start. His dream was not caused entirely by the night and the drinks he had consumed. Ellie was sitting on a small stool next to where he was lying. He didn't completely open his eyes, and, instead of letting Ellie know he was conscious, he kept still. Ellie's strong sure hand was now gently massaging his upper thigh. Her perfume was still stimulating him, and the touch of her hand near his groin was causing him to get harder and harder. At first he thought she was only being kind and was rubbing some of the sore muscles he'd mentioned earlier, but when she finally grasped his cock through his trousers, he knew she had other ideas.
She squeezed his cock and he felt it grow even larger. He was sure that when she discovered how large he was, she'd become frightened and stop. His large erection had been the cause of more frustration than satisfaction. Christine had been one of the few women he'd ever met who could accommodate him without great pain to her tender organs. She'd bitterly cursed him on their honeymoon, until he finally stretched her cunt with his large tool, and then she'd settled down to simply enjoying his large cock.
Ellie was now completely aware of the huge dick she had awakened. Steve felt her breathe raggedly, and then he felt and heard his zipper being opened. Within a few moments Ellie's hand reached in and with infinite care not to disturb him, she managed to free his erection, which stared up into the heavens.
An awestruck Ellie softly swore in admiration. 'My God, what a beautiful monster that is.'
Steve almost smiled at her reaction. He never considered his cock anything more than an unfortunate prank by Mother Nature. Apparently Ellie found it a challenge and attractive instead of distasteful.
'Skipper, there's no way you can still be asleep. There can't be enough skin left to cover your eyes, it's all down here now. If you want to keep pretending you're asleep, you can, but you may as well get the most out of this. I sure intend to.' Her voice was low and husky with emotion.
Steve opened his eyes and smiled at her. 'Ellie, I told you I was worried about my virtue. What brought this on?'
Ellie was no longer dressed in the attractive green dress. She was barefooted and her hair was now softly falling around her face. She was wearing only a light cotton robe that rippled in the evening breeze and, outlined various parts of her body.
'I felt this monster while dancing and I was sure that before this cruise was over I'd have to see it. I just figured that if you're going to object, I'd rather have you throw me off the boat now rather than a thousand miles at sea. I am what you might call an affectionate sailor, Steve. I was hoping that this cruise might be even more enjoyable for the both of us, if you had no strong objections.'
