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“Wow.” Julien said as his hands rested on Cindy's flaring hips. He could feel his shaft slowly softening inside her pussy as she slowly twisted on his lap. “Wow, that was amazing.”

“Wasn't it though.” Cindy laughed and then threw her arms around him and pressed her perky breasts flat against his chest. "I was beginning to think I had lost my touch."

Julien held her warm flesh against his and concentrated on keeping the wind in the sails and the course true while he thought over what he had done. She had been the one that had started this, and finished it too for that matter. He had a silly smile on his face as he remembered just how good it had felt to explode into her responsive body. Crews! What if she became pregnant?

“Ah, Cindy.” He began hesitantly, Julien had had sex before, but never like this; the memory of her body rising and falling on his lap as her breasts jiggled in response to his hard thrusts made him want to take her all over again. However his duty to her required him to act responsibly.

“Yes Lover-boy?” She murmured in his ear, and the feeling of her round breasts pressed against his body and the scent of fresh tropical fruit in her hair was not helping his ability to concentrate at all.

“You're not going to get pregnant, are you?”

“Crews sailor!” She pushed hard against his chest twisting free of his arms. “Is that really all you're worried about?” Cindy moved to the windward side of the skiff and pulled her blouse back on knotting the shirt tightly around her ribs.

“I'm not going to get pregnant, Julien” She was almost crying “and even if I did I won't come making any demands on you or your high and mighty family.” She refastened her skirt around her waist and draped the material over her tan thighs in silence ignoring Julien’s attempts to explain and apologize for his lack of sensitivity. The silence was hard to take and Julien was relieved when Cindy finally spoke.

“It’s OK Julien.” Cindy told him as she brushed away the tear that had formed in the corner of her eye and smiled at him with some of the devil-may-care attitude that he remembered from when he first met.

“You tried to warn me, I just didn’t want to hear.” She laughed. “It was worth it Julien, I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I’ve felt a real cock buried inside me.” Julien didn’t completely believe Cindy was over the emotional turmoil he had put her through, but he was relieved that things were at least close to normal.

On the trip back Cindy showed Julien how to sail into the wind by tacking and wearing the skiff. The small boat handled smoothly now that it was no longer dangerously loaded with the belongings from Red and Cindy’s cottage and Julien quickly gained confidence in handling the boat.

“I’ll make a sailor out of you yet Julien.” Laughed Cindy after he successfully brought the boat around three times in a row tacking far more often than was necessary under the circumstances but determined to push him as far as she could. Julien smiled back at the vivacious blonde sitting on the thwart balancing the leaning boat with her mass.

“Yes Mam.” He grinned “I believe you might at that.” Cindy scooped a handful of saltwater and splashed it across his face and neck.

“Don’t you ‘Mam’ me.” She scolded. “I’m no officer, seaman, I work for a living.”

“Yes oh Task Master.” Julien replied with a hint of sarcasm. “Do you think we can set a straight course back to your beach now?”

“OK Sailor.” Cindy agreed easily “No more sailing lessons for today.” And then with an exaggerated sigh, “No more lessons of any kind I guess.” Julien looked straight ahead afraid to meet her gaze and the two of them sailed in silence for the next thirty minutes.

“You know Julien, you are going to have to loosen up if you’re really gonna be a seaman.” Cindy finally broke the silence as she gracefully stretched out over the side trailing her hand in the cool water. “First chance we get I’m taking you to a whore-house so you can bang away on some girl and not worry about any complications.” He stared at her in confusion. “Oh yes, all sailors have to know how to screw. If you don’t believe me, ask Aunt Claire.” She told him and then giggled playfully as she saw the look of embarrassment on his face. “We’re almost there now.” She added pointing to a sandy cove that looked just like fifty others that that had passed already.

Oh boy, what would Red do if she found out what he had just done with her niece?