Ashley’s work-friends on a Sunset cruise – Part 7

Ashley pulled me up out of my chair and led me by the hand to the open door on the port side and jumped overboard pulling me with her. When we bobbed to the surface, Ashley pulled herself to me and wrapped her legs around my waist. She kissed me and whispered, “Thanks Jack. You performed quite well for one guy and a bunch of horny strippers.” That was the first confirmation of what I had thought all along. “My co-workers invited themselves up today just to see you. I guess I was singing your praises too much. The club is closed tonight so today was the obvious choice. Lauren and Meg live here on the lake. We’ve been friends for a long time; even before Jacob.” Ashley kissed me again and reached between us to see if I was getting hard again. I wasn’t and she had her personal rule anyway. When we climbed the ladder to the swim deck and stepped up on the deck, seven naked women were sitting around drinking and talking. The conversations stopped as each of them stared at my hanging, limp dick to see if they would get some more. I slid into the captain’s chair as quickly as possible just in case. I popped the tab on a beer and joined them.

They took turns trying to get some personal information out of me and all I’d tell them was that I’d lived on the lake for ten years and eight years in the city before that. Sarah asked where in the city I had lived and I told her. I still owned the house but I had rented it since I moved up here. Alex commented on the house being in the swanky part of town. I didn’t say anything. They wanted to know if I was married and I said, “If I was married, I wouldn’t be out here with you beautiful women.” They giggled.

Mandy said, “Do you really think we’re beautiful?”

I chuckled at her question, “Of course I do. In your profession, you have to be, don’t you?”

Mandy looked sternly as Ashley and said, “You told him?” Ashley nodded. “Why would you do that? He didn’t need to know.”

Ashley said, “Sorry. I was pretty sure he already knew what I do for a living.” I nodded.

Jess spoke up and said, “Jack. The next time you’re in the city, you’ll have to stop by the club and we can give you one for free.”

I chuckled to myself at her obvious lead-in from the ‘Crocodile Dundee’ movie when the two hookers said the same thing to the title character played by Paul Hogan. I picked up his line and said, “Great. One wott?” in my best Australian accent. They had obviously seen the movie and they all roared with laughter.

It was late and the women hadn’t brought any warmer clothing so they were huddled together for warmth. I started the engine and pulled in the anchor. There were no objections to leaving so I slid back into the Captain’s chair and navigated out of the hidden cove and headed for home at idle speed.