Ashley heard the commotion and sat up to see what was going on. Then she pushed herself out of her chair and hurried down to the dock with tits going everywhere. The boats close to shore stopped their progress and the boats behind them wanted a better look at what was going on so the parade bunched up side by side like an Amphitheatre fifty feet off Ashley’s shoreline. I swung the binoculars back to the two new arrivals just as Ashley made her way onto the dock. They greeted each other with kisses and then Ashley, who towered above the bikini clad woman grabbed her and pulled her in for a hug. The new woman, in Ashley’s embrace, was maybe five feet tall and when Ashley pulled her in, her face went right between Ashley’s massive globes. Neither seemed to care and when Ashley released the woman, she kissed each nipple before standing back and allowing the same process with the woman in the one-piece.
The three of them walked off the dock into the yard and Ashley was obviously introducing the new arrivals to her friends. They all shook hands and then Ashley grabbed the both of them and pulled them in for a group hug as their faces were again pressed to the sides of Ashley’s breasts. Now there were eight beautiful women next door. I would have been in heaven except for my aching balls. My dick had been hard for a while but I was trying to ignore it in hopes of being ready for whatever might happen on the sunset cruise, which reminded me.
I got out of my chair and retrieved my cell phone and called the Marina. I ordered three large pizzas to be picked up at 7:15 and then spent fifteen minutes chatting with the owner, Miranda. She’s a huge flirt and always on the prowl. She’s in her late thirties, my age, and divorced. I didn’t know whether she had kids or not. Before the recent revival of my libido, Miranda delighted in messing with me as I expressed no desire to engage in her repartee. She’s a fairly attractive woman with a decent body and the rumors swirl about her many trysts with local men and women. I finally had to lie and tell her I had company just arrive and I had to go. She ended her side of the conversation with, “When are we going to get together?”
I replied, “Soon Miranda, soon.” I hung up and thought, ‘why the fuck did I say that?‘ Then I completed the thought with, ‘because I’m a nice, thoughtful guy who wouldn’t insult her with what I was really thinking; ‘it’ll never happen Miranda.”
I hadn’t got much sleep last night and I was just tormenting myself by spying on Ashley and her friends so I crawled onto my bed and moments later I was sound asleep. I was having an erotic dream of women’s bodies in fluid motion cresting over me like a wave. I woke enough to realize that I had an erection. I drifted back into the dream. I was in between the dream and reality and I pulled the leg of my shorts up and started slowly stroking my hard-on as I tried to cling to the remnants of the dream and as my hand descended to the base of my cock, my fingers rolled my testicles and pulled gently on my scrotum.