"She's down!" Mike screamed, much too loudly.
I throttled down and circled around to pick her up while she swam after the skis.
"You asshole." She yelled at me when I got close. "You turned too sharp."
"If you can't hang…" I said, smiling. "You wanna try again?"
"No." She said, shaking her head. "Let someone else have a chance."
She tossed the skis in the boat and climbed up the ladder. Her body was dripping with lake water and when she pulled the life vest off I noticed, uncomfortably, that her bikini top had pulled down from her collision and the upper half of her aureole was showing. I dragged my eyes away from this but Mike didn't.
"Like what you see?" Maggie asked him sweetly, slowly reaching down to pull her top back into position.
Mike suddenly found something to look at in the sky, his face reddening even more. "I didn't see anything!" He protested.
Nina and I both suppressed laughter at this while Maggie kept the amused, interested expression on her face. "It's okay." She said. "Accidents happen." She handed him the life vest. "Let's see how you do Mr. Mechanic."
Mike gulped and then began to put on the vest. He did it quickly and jumped into the water. But not before everyone had seen the fact that his shorts were definitely bulging outward.
We spent the next two hours skiing back and forth across the portion of the lake we were on. Mike did badly at first, continually falling the moment I tried to pull him out of the water. He was making the typical beginner's mistake of trying to pull himself up instead of letting the boat do it. This let the line develop slack which, when it was unslacked inevitably pulled the skier sharply forward. Maggie gave him helpful hints from her position as observer and finally he was able to get up without falling. Once he figured this out he was unstoppable. He had a keen sense of balance and soon he was out-skiing Maggie.
Nina had no trouble gaining her feet but she had a lousy sense of balance. It was quite a while before she was able to keep from falling whenever I turned. While she skied and while Maggie continued to serve as observer I taught Mike the basics of piloting the boat. At last, when Nina came dripping inside it was my turn. With Mike at the helm I skied back and forth for a while, reacquainting myself with the pleasure of sliding along the water. While Nina sat backwards, watching for me to fall, I couldn't help but see that Maggie and Mike were sitting quite close together in the front. Just call me Cupid.
We were all buzzing pleasantly from the beer and absolutely famished with hunger when I finally pulled myself back inside and threw down the life vest. We opened up another beer and then went to find a place to eat.
I found a small island to park at. It was about an acre or so and had some scrubby looking trees growing on it. We pulled the boat onto the shore, tied it to a tree to keep it from drifting away, and then grabbed our picnic blankets. We spread them in the shade and opened up the food my Mom had packed for us. The next twenty minutes were filled with contented chomping and chewing and the slapping at bees and flies that had been drawn by the smell of fried chicken. Out on the water an occasional boat shot by, most pulling skiers behind them, but for the most part it was peaceful and quite.
After we stowed the food away and got rid of the trash we lounged on the blanket. I sat up drinking a beer while Nina laid down on her back with her head on my lap. She seemed very contented to be there. Maggie looked at us for a moment and then at Mike.
"That looks comfortable." She said and then patted his bare leg. "Do you mind?"
"Not at all." He croaked, shifting his position to give her room.
With a smile she stretched out and put her head in his lap. He seemed as if he was in ecstasy and a look was passed between the two girls. A knowing look.
The conversation went back and forth, varying on subject as we sat there. Mike was strangely quiet through all of this.
"I have to pee." Nina finally said, lifting up her head.
"Go do it in the lake." I suggested.
"That's disgusting." She told me. "You don't do that do you?"
"Of course not." I lied, suppressing a smile.
"I hope not." She said. "I had my head on those shorts."
"Don't let him fool you Nina." Maggie said. "Men are pigs. They pee anywhere." She raised her head off of Mike's lap. "Come on." She told her. "I need to go too. Let's take a walk to the other side of the island."
"Okay." She said, slipping into her sandals and giving me a brief kiss on the lips. "We'll be back."
Maggie gave Mike a saucy look and the two girls then tromped off, disappearing into the trees.
Mike and I looked at each other for a moment. When he was sure they were out of earshot he said, "Are you sure she's got a boyfriend? She's been flirting with me all day."
"That's what I heard." I shrugged. "Maybe I was wrong. It sure seems like she likes you."
"It does, doesn't it?" He nodded, obviously unaccustomed to the sensation.
When the girls returned the flirtation continued, gearing up a little. She fawned over his red shoulders and offered to rub lotion on them. Watching the way her fingers slid over his skin, massaging in the lotion, I knew he had to fighting to maintain control of himself. I knew from experience that Maggie could do wonders with her hands.
"Do you want to go swimming?" Nina asked me, giving me a look that said they wanted to be alone.
"Sure." I nodded, standing up.
"We'll just stay here." Maggie said, putting some more lotion in her hand.
Nina and I splashed out into the water, holding hands as we went. The water was a bit biting but it wasn't icy and we quickly got used to it. We went out until we were almost completely submerged and then began to move along the shoreline. In a matter of minutes, Mike and Maggie were out of our sight. I mentally wished him luck and then diverted my attention to Nina.
We played in the water for a while, splashing each other and romping around.
Gradually our playfulness turned to caresses and hugs. While still standing in shoulder deep water I pulled her tightly to me and we kissed; a long, sensuous kiss that made things stir a little down below.
When our mouths parted she looked at me. "I'm glad you invited Maggie along." She told me. "It would've been kind of awkward without her here."
"That's what I figured." I answered. "Did she tell you anything when you went off to pee?"
"Just that she thought he was kind of cute. And that he seemed very, you know, inexperienced."
"Does that bother her?" I asked.
She smiled knowingly. "No." She said. "In fact she kind of seemed to like the idea. I think she wants to teach him a few things."
"Oh?" I grinned. "What kind of things?"
"These kind of things." She said, leaning in and putting her mouth to mine.
We stood there kissing hotly, our hands gliding up and down each other's backs while the waves gently lapped against our bodies. We quickly heated up despite the cold as we rubbed against one another under the water. There is something intrinsically erotic about making out in a lake. Maybe it's the water, maybe it's the thrill of doing it outdoors, or maybe a combination of both. Whatever it was we both felt it, both responded to it.
Her hand slid down my chest and across the front of my shorts, her fingers squeezing my turgid erection.
"Nina." I said with feigned shock at her naughtiness.
"Just checking for shrinkage." She told me, licking at my lips, sucking at my tongue. "It doesn't seem to be a problem here."
"No?" I asked.
She nibbled on my ear. "Well, there's only one way to be sure." She said.
Her fingers found the button on the top of my shorts and undid it. Next she found the zipper and slowly slid that down. Her cool hand reached inside and wrapped around me, squeezing and sliding up and down. I let my head fall onto her shoulder and my hands slide down to her ass, which I began stroking through the material of her shorts.