Bo Zodeclown - Modeling Her Pleasures

"Oh boy, I've seen some of those situations. You're going to have a hell of a time some day when you decide to remarry or get interested in another woman. She may get too close to you, Steve, and then you'll both get hurt."

"Well, I'll worry about that when the times comes. I sure don't figure on remarrying any time soon, and as long as I have enough to keep me busy with the boat and trying to write full time now for a living, maybe I can exclude other women, as you put it, from my life until Sandy grows up. Right now she needs all the love I can give her. Her mother never did show her much affection, except as a center piece for her social gatherings with the other campus hens."

Ellie shook her head and smiled. "I think you may be a little quick to judge your ability to abstain my big young friend. Wait until you've spent a little more time at sea before you go excluding women from your life.

"Well to get back to your immediate problem. Do I have the berth on this cruise or do you still worry about my virtue and abilities?"

"Ellie, somehow I suspect I may have to worry about my virtue. I have no doubts that you're a better sailor than I am. If you think you can live with a bachelor and a eleven-year-old woman-child, and help sail a boat three thousand miles, then the berth's yours. I'll pay you the standard crew's fee of course, but you have to provide your own personal items. There's a cabin you can use that Sandy has moved into, but she can sleep in the salon with no trouble at all. Does everything sound all right with you? I'd like to take her out for a shakedown in the next couple days and get the tap root of her, and then maybe we can head home early the following week."

Ellis smiled and finished her beer. "Sounds good to me, skipper. Don't worry about my living with you here, I'm real adaptable. My Buck and me saw a lot of the world, and not always under the most comfortable of conditions. I'll take care of myself, and I'll help look after little Sandy down there. She sure is going to be a heart breaker when she fills out."

Steve stood up when Ellie climbed back upon the dock and waved as she strolled away. She was quite a woman, Steve thought. He could imagine her fifteen years younger and maybe little less muscle, loving away the nights with her Buck aboard their boat Tramp.

The trip home took them almost two months instead of the expected one. The journey also changed the lives of two of the crew, most dramatically.

They took the Happy Gal out for a shakedown cruise and stayed gone two days. Ellie proved to be an experienced sailor and delightful companion. Sandy was a bit put out when she had to give up her quarters, but Ellie's warmth and good humor soon won her a spot in the child's heart. Steve also noted that Ellie seemed to have adopted Sandy as a young protйgй. He was convinced that the three of them would have an enjoyable cruise home.

The boat was stocked with all the provisions they would need, and an ample supply of spare parts and equipment were securely stowed away on the day before they set sail. Ellie had moved aboard that afternoon, and as a pre-sailing party, Steve invited both of his crew members to supper at the Yacht Club.

In order to allow Sandy and Ellie to shower and dress in leisure, Steve went to the club to settle his account and file his sailing date and proposed course. After completing his business he was chatting with some acquaintances in the informal dining room, at the bar. When Ellie and Sandy stepped into the room, Steve was amazed. His daughter had worn nothing but shorts or jeans for so long be didn't recognize her in the powder-blue dress she now wore. He noted that she had had her hair done in an upsweep that made her look beautiful. Her tiny ears now held small white coral earrings. She was wearing thin-strapped heeled sandals. The entire picture was one that brought a flood of pride and love to his heart. Ellie was nearly as great a surprise as Sandy had been. Her sturdy frame was now encased in a lime-green creation that flared out from the waist and hugged her bare shoulders and proud breasts. She too had done something to her hair, and with makeup and the high-heeled pumps she was wearing, she was a lovely woman. As Steve approached them, he saw that Sandy was quite nervous about her appearance, and he took great pains to praise her and Ellie. As he took both their arms, he was again surprised with the heady effect of their combined perfumes.

He seated Ellie, and as he stood over her chair, he was amazed at the expanse of bare breast he was able to see. She certainly was a well-built and apparently well-preserved woman. Steve was now unsure as to how old Ellie might be.

Ellie glanced up at him with a mocking smile. "If you are through inspecting the crew, Captain, you might assist the First Mate into her chair. She's the lady in the blue dress standing there."

Steve had been caught and he blushed in his awkwardness.

Sandy noticed the incident and grinned mischievously at her father.

"Daddy honestly, you'd think you'd never seen a lady's bare boobs before!"

Steve was now completely baffled. "Hey, what's happening here? Am I being ganged up on all of a sudden? How about some slack out of both of you."

Their warm laughter caused him to wonder to himself if perhaps Ellie hadn't been right. Maybe he did need female companionship more than he thought.

When he finished seating Sandy, he couldn't help note the grace and loveliness his daughter was beginning to show. It came as a sudden shock to him that she would soon be twelve years old.

"You two are real knockouts. Where'd you come up with that outfit, Sandy? I didn't know your mother packed any dresses for you."

Sandy's face lit up with joy at her father's obvious pleasure of her appearance.

"Ellie bought it for me, Daddy. She bought the shoes too. Aren't they great? I really love them. I like getting dressed like a lady, like this. Don't worry though, Daddy, I won't turn into a regular girl on you. I'm still your First Mate, aren't I?"

"Sure you are, Mate. I couldn't get along without you. Don't you ever stop looking like a girl either. I much prefer looking at an attractive female than a run of the mill crew member."

Turning to the smiling Ellie, Steve said, "Thank you Ellie. You really didn't have to go to that trouble and expense though. You should have told me you were going to buy her some things. I'd have given you the money."

Ellie's lovely face became indignant. "Say listen here, I'm a widow, not a pauper. Besides, next week's her birthday. This was my chance to get her something."

Steve leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "You both look too good for me. I should have worn my best suit for this evening."

The dinner had been delightful Steve was amazed at the charm and wit Ellie possessed, and Sandy seemed to be blossoming right before his eyes.

After dinner, Steve danced with Sandy and Ellie. He was again surprised when he led the older woman onto the floor, and they began to move to the slow tempo of the music.

Ellie's perfume, the first he'd known her to wear, was heady and her strong, well-muscled body seemed to glide across the floor with him.

"Oh Steve, this brings back many wonderful memories. Thank you for suggesting this little party. I've enjoyed it tremendously. Sandy has too. You know I think I may have been wrong about her possessiveness. She loves you and would do anything for you, but she seems to have a good head on her. I don't think you have much to worry about with her, except the fact she's growing up fast. Careful you don't miss something important."

"I'm glad you two get along so well, Ellie. She's really fond of you too. To tell the truth, I'm becoming fond of you myself. You're fun to have around and you're a damned good sailor, too."