Harry

I pause to consider my options, before choosing the seat next to Harry. I rotate the chair to face him, as he smiles back at me, and I hear him casually comment " I knew you'd pick that seat".

"Why would you believe that?" I asked, more amused than anything. I was attracted to his confidence, and did not even think about the fact that with my legs spread wide, either or both of them could look up my skirt and see my clit clearly. I did catch his younger brother glance my way, and before looking away and acting like he's noticing the wind and waves. I didn't pay it much mind, enjoying the attention the pair was placed on me. I smiled at the thought of his hesitance before me.

"Women tend to choose me over my brother. A while back we agreed not to let a woman come between us. Hence, we made an arrangement to share our girlfriends between us, and since then I've tended to be on the sharing side of that equation. The reasons behind that choice tend to vary though. What set us apart, if you don't mind me asking?"

I swallowed hard as he fell silent, and considered my words with care. "I noticed how you smiled when I got on deck and noticed my embarrassment and yet you didn't stare at me. I appreciate that. Also, I liked the smile you gave me and wanted to meet the man behind it. " He smiled back at me, a sheepish expression on his face as he did so.

As we chatted, I found myself wondering if he was trying to look up my skirt. Not pausing any, I cross my legs while watching for his attention to change at all. I watched with interest as his focus shifted almost entirely to what I was doing with my legs, and not much at all at the conversation we were having. I smirked at him, before uncrossing and then recrossing my legs again. I loved how much his attention changed each time my legs moved. After a moment, the spell was broken however when his father called out, "Who wants to use the skis? Weather's should be great by now."

That's when Henry asks, "Hey Bridget, have you ever sailed behind a boat before? You really should try it." I smile back at him, wondering if I should or not. I don't have a suit, but why should I let that stop me? I never have skied from a movie boat before, so maybe. . .