Ship-Bound Eye Candy

As the large ship makes its slow approach, I find myself all too aware of my exposed nakedness as the cool spring breeze grows across me. Exposed from every angle, I do my best just to resist the urge to cover up as every inch of my skin blooms out in goose bumps. As I stand on the front of the tug, I cling to the railing and feel my nipples stiffening, sticking out from my bosom like a pair of cherries on a banana split. I hear the crow working, and resist the urge to see if any are staring over my way.

Doing my best to act natural, I notice how those aboard the approaching ship are already getting a good look down at me; A view they no doubt will enjoy. Looking up, I quickly hear wolf whistles and cat calls from an unknown number of men... and some women too, it turns out. Much to my surprise, I find myself smiling back, keenly aware of my exposure and enjoying every moment of it. 'I just hope my pleasures are not so apparent as they seem. ' I think to myself ruefully, feeling a dampness between my legs, I could not dare deny.

I smile back their way, doing my best to block the sun from my eyes. I felt the tug bump against he larger ship's hull, and I bounce in place as the tug helps lead the larger boat along. I wave back at them, blowing a kiss at the closest face I see, catching him smiling back. I see him staring back my way, and I look away to keep it from getting too awkward. I find myself enjoying the attention, as I all but feel their eyes glued to my exposed nakedness.

'My nakedness was definitely helping them notice where the tug is, ' I thought, amused, holding myself exposed before them, and enjoying the attention. The tug's regular crew quickly gets to work, tying the two together before helping lead it out to sea. The whole time, I'm doing my best to remain still, as I understand the true nature of my role; give the board men... and woman, too, a focus to stare at as they wait for their ship to be taken out into deeper water. I hear people working about, while I remain, exposed before them, my nakedness being buffeted by the wind, as I smell the sea, and left to feel the goosebumps, and still hearing the more than occasional cat call or wolf whistle aimed my way.

I can tell they are talking, staring over at me in small groups, though they're too far away to hear what is being said. But then again, based on their actions and excitement, it's easy to see what it's about. I manage to remain relaxed before then, doing my best to remain balanced before them, leaving my nudity on open display for them. Not that I minded, as I felt my arousal clearly, even as we finally finish the task.

I felt each wave even more than before, and I find myself wondering what awaits me, as I'm now naked aboard the tug, with nothing but deep water and the tug's crew around me.