The next day

Jen didn't talk to you much after Rick went to bed. She was still horny like a wildebeest in heat, just yearning for any kind of release. Something you were unable to give her, and unwilling to let Rick give her. You feel a pit in your stomach, something that's telling you that you're the bad guy here. Everything was going very smoothly until you fucked it up. But you couldn't stand to watch your girlfriend get fucked by another man. You take a moment to reflect.

The prospect of your Uncle Rick enjoying the warmth and pleasures of Jennifer´s pussy sends shivers down your spine. You´re not sure if that´s in a good way, or not. You never understood the phrase 'mixed feelings' until this moment.

In any case, imagining yourself as Jen, with your burly, big, hairy uncle on top of you, pushing his enormous cock inside of you, stretching your tight pussy to its very limit, scratching that itch deep inside of you.... it is definitely something you don´t want. It should be you on top of her instead, but how can you compare to Rick? If Jennifer has sex with Rick, surely she won´t enjoy it at all with you.

Just as Jennifer is the epitome of femininity, Rick is her complete opposite, the epitome of manliness. Testosterone took a human form, and it is your Uncle Rick. You have to keep them apart, at all costs.

You shake your head free of these thoughts, trying to forget the events of last night, and have a decent rest of this trip. Hopefully Rick and Jen are able to forgive you and move on.

You wake up in your bed alone, and you smell breakfast. You can hear your two shipmates talking in the kitchen. You breathe a sigh of relief, as things seem to have returned to normal. After putting on some clothes, you head out of the room, and into the lounge/kitchen area.

Much to your dismay, you're greeted with Rick's hairy ass standing by the stove, cooking some eggs and bacon. He's thankfully dressed in an apron, but otherwise he's completely nude. Jennifer is sitting by the table, observing him cook for her. She's dressed in only her slim fitting white tank top, and panties. They're talking about the most mundane stuff, like which countries they've traveled to. Like it isn't weird as fuck being naked around each other.

On second thought, maybe it isn't so weird. If you think about it, they almost had sex yesterday, and before that, Rick almost made Jen cum with his mouth, and before that, they had the hottest kiss you've ever seen. Their genitals definitely touched, he was partly inside her. You suppose it's not such a big deal after all.

Rick turns around and sees you, pan and spatula in hand: "Nephew! Good morning! Sit, sit, I made you guys breakfast!"

You: "Wow...thank you!"

You sit down next to Jennifer, and give her a kiss. You suppose they aren't so mad at you after all. That's a relief. Rick has cooked up a huge breakfast of hash browns, eggs, bacon, sausages, beans. Almost a full English Breakfast. You grab a plate with Jennifer, and start to eat while Rick washes up.

Rick: "You know nephew, I was thinking, about yesterday."

You freeze up almost instantly, and swallow your food, along with the realization that Rick is not going to let this go.

Rick: "I realized that you were right."

Oh, maybe he is going to let this go....relief...

Rick: "I sprung this on you too fast. It was unrealistic of me to expect you to let go of societal norms in one day."

Rick turns around, and undoes the apron covering his front, and hangs it up on a hook next to him. He's completely naked now, his heavy cock swings around in rhythm with the movement of the boat. He turns to you both, puts his hands on his hips, and just lets the both of you take in the sights. Both of you stop eating, and you notice Jen is biting her lower lip. She instinctually arches her upper back, lifting her considerable bosom upwards. Rick stays silent, as if to say: "Go ahead, take it aaalll in."

Eventually, he sits across from you, and grabs a plate of breakfast, breaking the tension.

Rick: "That´s why we're going to take it slow."

You: "Slow? What do you mean?"

Jen: "Rick had the fantastic idea about practicing Tantric Yoga. We were just talking about it before you woke up. Turns out, he's like a certified instructor and everything."

Rick: "That's right. We're clearly all fine with being naked around each other, and that's how it should be." he says, emphatically.

Jen: "Yeah, it does feel more...natural, and all..." Rick gestures towards her, to signal his agreement.

You: "I guess...but...yoga?"

Rick: "Yoga is extremely healthy for everyone to do in general. It stretches out all your tight areas, promoting natural movement of the body. As a result, you get increased flexibility, muscle strength, tone, energy and vitality. I do it all the time by myself on the deck of the boat, on the big cushioned bench in the center."

You: "Okay...but what is Tantric Yoga?"

Rick: "Oh, right, of course. It's exactly like Yoga, except with a partner, and you're both nude. That's all."

That doesn't sound so bad. Doing stretches naked is a far cry from them having unprotected sex. You chalk that up as a win, and agree.

Rick: "Fantastic! It's very sunny out now, so I suggest putting on some sunscreen, to prepare for our first session!"

Jen: "Yay! Be right there!"

Jen gives you a thankful kiss on the cheek before going in the cabin to apply sunscreen.