Joe

As the boat starts up and starts moving away from the dock, I quickly choose to sit next to the younger of the two young men, Joe. He looks at me, surprised before I notice he can see my shaved pussy, exposed by my micro skirt rising up and my abundant lack of underwear. I see his eyes go wide briefly, and can't help but laugh.

I enjoy the attention and wait as Joe states "I thought you would sit next to Harry. After my staring and all, I'd expected you'd have believed me too uncouth to sit by."

I smirk back at him before saying, "Did you ever stop to think that I dressed like this because I wanted to be noticed?" We both laughed at that, before a wave crashed into the ship, dousing me in water from the next down. My thin tank top clung hard to me, my nipples standing even more distinctively from my chest, practically piercing the thin fabric.

Quickly rising into action, Joe opened the door to the underdeck cabin and said "Come with me. You can get out of those wet clothes, and we have towels below deck you can use."

I feel the water, cool on my skin, as my nipples harden, and goosebumps form on my skin. Maybe his idea is a good one?