Julien tries to be a gentleman

"Wait Cindy." Julien's hand, strengthened by years of training was easily strong enough to hold her thin wrist. "I don't know if this is such a good idea - remember what your aunt said about me keeping my pants on." For the length of time it took for the bow to smack the next wave sending a plume of spray into the air Cindy gazed at him with hungry eyes but then with a smile she pulled her hand away and pressed the tiller into his now empty palm.

The next fifteen minutes passed with her instructing Julien in the art of sailing the small skiff. He had a pretty good grasp of the concept to start with. All Islanders had at least passing familiarity with boats, and many of his friends had small yachts of their own that he'd sailed on. But this was the first time he was the one controlling the course of the boat, one hand on the tiller kept the boat on course, while his other hand on the rope that adjusted the angle of the sail to keep it neatly trimmed. He knew that he was nowhere near as skilled as Cindy but even so the skiff flew through the waves; it was exhilarating and he wondered why his grandfather had never taught him and James to sail. No doubt his gramma's influence; even as boys James and he could feel the opposing forces guiding their training. His grandfather intent on giving them the skills needed for them to leave the small island and his dame working on the traits that would make them successful landholders, able to navigate the complex world of the social elite. She taught them among many other things that as gentlemen, they had obligations and duties as well as privileges. Obligations like not taking advantage of someone like Cindy who might think she and he could live happily ever after together.

"Cindy," He started carefully "about before, I didn't want to lead you on." She looked at him with slightly raised brows and a hint of a smile on her lips. "I have a position..." The words stuck in his mouth so he tried a different approach. "I'd don't want you to think that if something happened with us, that we could get married -"

Cindy's laugh cut him short. "You oversized mudfoot! What makes you think I'd want to marry some landlocked towerwood tree like you?" Taken aback by her mocking words Julien blushed slightly and returned his attention to the sail.

"Still, it's kinda sweet." She continued, perhaps because of his embarrassment "how your moral values couldn't let you take advantage of sweet little ol' me." She slid onto the floorboards between his knees and smiled up at him like a cat smiling at a cornered mouse. "But I ain't got none of them morals, so what if I took advantage of you." Her hands reached for the buckle on his belt and deftly released the leather strap and the lacings of his leggings.

"You poor boy" she cooed as her hands worked his pantaloons down to his hips "you can't let go of either the tiller or sailstay so you're at my mercy." She pulled out his cock and licked her lips in approval when she saw its size. "Let me just finish stepping your mast for you, and then you can see if your noble values help you avoid temptation." Cindy's hands stroked his length and in no time he was as straight and hard as an ironwood sparing sword. Julien had just enough time to wonder how a teen way out in the middle of nowhere got so good at handling cock when her lips swallowed half his length in one go. The skiff lurched to one side and the sail luffed as he turned too much into the wind, Cindy lifted her head with a scowl.

"You keep this boat sailing true sailor, let me worry about pumping your bilge dry." This time when her warm mouth swallowed him he did a better job keeping the boat on course, but it wasn't easy. He lifted his ass off the thwart long enough for Cindy to pull his leggings down to his ankles and then sat back down finally pushing any doubts away as she expertly worked on his cock. He was close to exploding when she pulled away standing easily on the rocking boat less than half a meter from where he sat. She must have sensed just how ready he was and now she was teasing him. Cindy laughed out loud when she saw the pained look on his face.

"Now that's more like it." She said as she slipped out of her blouse revealing two perfect breasts tanned the same golden shade as the rest of her skin. Her nipples were only slightly darker and peaked in arousal. He moaned with desire as her left hand caressed her right tit squeezing it softly while her other hand slid down her smooth belly and under the waistband on her skirt.

"For a few minutes there I thought I'd be turned down twice in less than a week." Julien didn't even have time to wonder who could have resisted this sea nymph before she continued.

"Crews you look good! I want to sit on your lap and let you suck these.” She paused licking her lips “But, I could also kneel down between your thighs and finish what I started? Which would you prefer sailor boy, to repel boarders or to fire a broadside all over these two prizes?" Then when she saw him hesitate she added mockingly. "Or we could tuck your aristocratic cock back in its pants and sail home with your noble values intact."