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“Good because that’s exactly where I’m staying; Safe, snug and warm next to you in my wool jacket!”

We pulled into the small marina of Half Moon Bay around noon, just in time to eat our picnic lunch that I had prepared. I felt like I needed to thaw out in the sunshine a little bit first.

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered, looking out at the water. “So what did you pack in the basket for us to eat?”

“Oh could you bring the basket up here for us? I left it down inside there somewhere.”

Edward brought up the picnic basket and pulled out a small cockpit table for us to eat on so we could enjoy our lunch outside. I unpacked everything one by one, announcing each item as I set it on the table:

“Okay……so we have some chicken salad sandwiches and some roast beef sandwiches……..here’s some pickles…….and some potato chips..….mmmm love these chips……cole slaw…….and a lovely apple pie that dear sweet Nigel made……I just love Nigel, don’t you? …….and of course we have this fruity little champagne….”

Edward immediately snatched the wine bottle from my hand.

“Eddie, you know it’s a bad idea for me to be drinking right now. We’re trying to make a baby!”

“You’re right,” Edward replied, grinning like a fool. “But this bottle isn’t for drinking. I thought maybe we’d rechristen this boat now that it’s ours…”

“Why? Can’t be seen onboard the Ecsta-Sea with your sexy wife?” I said, laughing. “What are we going to name it now? The Salty Swallow? Edward’s Super Fun-Time Floating Fuck Palace?”

Now we were both laughing.

“Just help me pick a name,” Edward replied, setting the champagne down on the seat. “You know, I’ve always been partial to Quinn… Or maybe Avery.”

“Who names their boat Quinn?”

“Well maybe we could name it Michael… Or Gwenneth.”

“We aren’t talking about boat names, are we?” I asked, poking Edward in the chest.

“Maybe we are, maybe we’re not,” he winked. “Does this boat look more like a boy or a girl to you?”

“I think it’s a girl,” I replied, patting the teak railing. “How about we call it Alenna?”

“Alenna… I like it,” he said, grabbing the bottle back up from the seat and standing up. I watched him walk to the edge of the ship. “I christen you, The Alenna…” he shouted, bringing the bottle down against a metal bracket. Glass and wine poured out over the side, disappearing in the ocean below.

He popped back up into the cockpit and we had a wonderful lunch sitting right there in the cool breeze of the quiet harbor. I was feeling very blissful and relaxed.

“Eddie this is so much more fun than eating in a fancy restaurant. I just love this!”

“I’m glad I’ve been able to convince you how great the simple pleasures of life are Julia.”

“So am I. You’ve definitely convinced me. Thank you very much. I feel so happy right now.”

We ate the sandwiches and some of the other stuff but we both decided to forego the pie for the moment. We were already comfortably full and we thought the pie just might push us into the lazy land of loud belches and sleepiness. It was pretty obvious that Edward wasn’t done with me tonight.

Of course, he didn’t need to have any fears... My inhibitions had melted away and I was raring to go!

I stood up and took off my coat, then my sweater, and then my t-shirt. I leaned into Edward and gave him a steamy kiss while he fondled my breasts through my black lace bra. He undid the hooks in the back and slid his hands inside the cups, caressing me gently. I pulled back from his reach and slid myself out of the bra, dropping it to the cockpit floor. Edward’s face lit up at the sight of my naked tits in front of him. The breeze was just cool enough to harden my nipples. It felt so liberating to stand there topless, not caring if anybody around me was watching. I fondled my tits with delight and gently pulled at my nipples. I was feeling extra naughty.

I grabbed Edward’s cock through his pants and decided I wanted to fuck him right there and then. I really didn’t care if anybody saw us. My animalistic urge told me to fuck him anyway……so I started to undo the button of Edward’s jeans…….but he stopped me.

“Oh no you don’t Miss hot pants.”

“What’s the matter Eddie? Don’t you want to fuck me honey?”

“Oh yeah I sure as shit do. And I’m definitely going to. But not here in plain view. That’s not happening. And tomorrow you’re going to thank me for not allowing you to plaster yourself on every tabloid in the country.”

“Huh?”

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