Frank picks up Laura

Frank filled a thermos with chilled Margaritas, well dosed with the ****, and threw a few snacks in a cooler before setting off to pick up Laura.

She lived in an apartment building that looked like it had seen better days but wasn't actually run down, and seemed to have some attempt at general maintenance being made on it. He texted that he was outside, and got a quick "K" in response.

Ten minutes later the blonde sauntered out the front door, waving at Frank and letting her wrap fall open to show her animal print bikini.

"Hi Frank! I'm so excited about going boating! I can't wait to see it!" she babbled as she sat down, giving him a peck on the cheek and making sure to show him some more cleavage. He smiled at her and patted her knee.

"That's a lovely swim suit my dear."

"Why thank you! I bought it for the occasion! It was expensive, but a girl only lives once right?"

"Live for the moment," Frank smiled. "I brought a light lunch and a pitcher of Margaritas. I thought it would be nice on the water."

"Margaritas! My favorite! You're not trying to get me drunk are you Frank?" she giggled. "I hope yesterday didn't give you the wrong idea!"

"What idea would that be?" he smiled.

"That every date we have we have sex, silly! I'm not easy you know!" She grinned teasingly at him and he smiled politely.

"I'm just happy for your company," he said.

They chatted the rest of the way to the boat, with Laura asking periodic questions designed to probe Frank's financial status. She was subtle, but not as subtle as she thought she was, and Frank smiled at her attempts at being cunning.

When they reached the boat and climbed aboard she exclaimed happily, and did little hops of joy which set her tits bouncing prettily. Frank gave her a quick tour, then untied the boat and started the engine, heading down the channel towards the sea.