Boats and Boobs

Date: 11/23/2019

By Imetaphor

I'm with a group taking two ferries on a day trip to an island or place across the bay. I'm late and both boats leave without me. I think about if I should run, take a shortcut, and jump onboard from a bridge or something, or jump in the water, since they are headed towards me right now, and have my friends pull me in. I talk to the tour director. She tells me to just go to the furthest tip of land by the yellow structure and wait. Then she lets me in on a secret. They're not going to the island, just on a harbor cruise and coming back, to kill time. Then we'll all have to run to the furthest point and back just for exercise. I'm livid with her and restrain myself from hitting her with my jacket so I just pretend to hit her with it. She laughs and thinks she's hillarious. Now I'm hanging out on a park bench with a girl my age who I kinda know from somewhere. I think she's a single mom and she has nice boobs. I'm helping her with something, maybe teaching her something. I'm standing in front of her and can't help glancing down her lacy shirt. She has beautiful brownish pink nipples. Now her shirt is slipped so low that her nips are showing. I'm more interested in her now. Now I'm at a restaurant. Girls in my group talk about how they found a naked girl trapped in the bathroom because her friends had stolen her clothes as a prank and left. Another girl says she'd seen that happen to another girl who had to ride the ferry back naked. I guess it happens often.