Finally time to go fishing.

While the girls freshened up in the showers, Bill and I headed up to the main deck where we finally noticed that the boat was anchored about a mile from the shore.

"Hey, mon!" Captain Bob yelled from the flybridge. "Ready to do some fishing?"

"Yeah," I nodded, taking a swig from my beer. "Sorry, we were... busy..."

"No worries, mon, that's why I bought this boat for the staterooms!" Captain Bob chuckled, lifting his beer bottle. "Besides, I get paid either way!"

"So this is a good spot?" Bill asked, grabbing one of the fishing poles Captain Bob had prepared for us.

"Kingfish, mahi-mahi, blue marlin, white marlin, yellowtail snapper, and crevalle jacks!" Captain Bob cheered.

"Well, I want to catch at least one fish to show Sam it was worth spending five hours on a boat," I chuckled while grabbing a fishing rod.

"Catching the twins was worth it!" Bill laughed, clinging his beer bottle with mine.

Then as if on cue, the blondes stepped out of the salon to the cockpit wearing nothing but their perfectly white smiles and sunscreen.

"Sunbathing?" Bill wondered, gawking at their gorgeous bodies that were identical except for the barely visible strip of blonde pubic hair on Haley.

"Yes!" the twins chirped and waved at the captain above.

"Since the flybridge is covered, lemme help you girls to the bow!" Captain Bob yelled before he hastily climbed down the ladder. "You can both swim, right?"

The girls hesitantly nodded.

"Good!" he chuckled before quickly ducking into the salon to grab blankets for the twins.

"You can stay and fish with us," I offered the girls as we watched Captain Bob nimbly climbed over around the side.

"It's okay, girls, I won't let you fall!" Captain Bob grinned.

"Maybe later," Haley replied and waved before she and her sister followed the captain towards the bow.

"He's not going to fuck them, is he?" Bill grumbled.

"Nah, he said he's a happily married man," I responded.

"So are we," Bill retorted.

"Touché!" I nodded.

"I just want to make sure," he muttered and headed up to the flybridge.

I sighed and followed him up the ladder.

Captain Bob waved back at us after he laid out the blankets for the girls to lie down on.

"See," I chuckled and headed back down to the cockpit.

Captain Bob returned with a mock expression of hurt. "I'm a happily married man with kids, mon! I would never fuck my customers!"

"Sorry," Bill apologized.

"It's okay," the captain laughed. "I never been with twins before, especially identical twins! I would be lying if I wasn't tempted but I know better than to bite the hand that feeds me -- or at least the fine gentlemen who paid thousands!"

"Okay, let's catch some fish!" I cheered, lifting my beer bottle to tap with theirs.