All Aboard Andi's Dream Ch. 02

"No, it's ok..." Paul took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I tried... I wanted to. When we first started dating, she liked being with a real live doctor. Doctor equals status and fame and security. A fighter pilot doesn't translate to anything in the outside world because there are no fighters to fly, you have to fall back on your degree, which for most fighter pilots is aeronautical engineering, which is a saturated field. A doctor, on the other hand, is a doctor anywhere he goes. We're just not exciting enough." He looked off into the dark. "I could become a flight surgeon. I thought maybe that was more exciting for her."

"So you're saying she was stupid?"

"She wasn't stupid, she was..." Paul fumbled for a word.

"She was impatient," said Andi.

"What do you mean, impatient?"

"I'm about to get my guts rearranged by one of the largest dicks I've ever had inside me, on my own yacht on a starry night. My babies have a new daddy that loves them, and I have a lover that loves me. She could have had all of that if she had waited."

Then Paul remembered the horrors that his wife went through, the rapes to pay off Franks gambling debts, being pregnant and abandoned, what Frank did was unforgivable and sometimes he wished he had killed her husband, it would have been easy, but it would have been so wrong. Even if Andi forgave him, he couldn't have forgiven himself.

The foredeck was a section ahead of the salon with couches on three sides and the anchoring station at the bow. In the middle is a low table that drinks, and food can be sat on it. Paul was sitting on the table, with Andi's feet in his lap and he was massaging her tiny feet.

"I'm sorry to have brought it up," said Andi.

"No, it's ok. We're married. There should be no secrets between us, no subjects, no matter how painful that we can't discuss."

"Did I ever tell you about my premed days?" she asked.

"You said that you were pretty wild."

"Yeah, I did a lot of things, but at least I saved something for you," she said. Paul could see her sexy smile in the starlight. "Leave it to me to save my anal virginity for the man with the biggest dick I ever swallowed," and she rubbed her bare foot against his cock.

Her remark caused Paul to ask, "are you regretting we did that?"

"Oh, hell no! I actually came!"

"Wanna do it again?" he asked with a grin.

"Mmmm not right now."

"Have you ever done a foot job?" He asked as he pressed her other foot against his cock.

"Yeah, it's hard on the knees and hips," she said as she gave his hardening cock a few strokes with her tiny feet. "Were you ever a sexual wild man?"

"No, not really. I was a science nerd in high school, so I never had a steady girlfriend. I was a virgin until my second year of pre-med. There is still a list of things I want to do, and you're helping me knock that list down." He sat next to her and they looked up at the stars. It was a warm night and the stars above were shining down on them. Her hand curled around his cock and began stroking him slowly. In return, his hand sought out her pussy and a finger began circling her clit.

"Want to know what I want to do?" asked Andi with a sly grin. "I want to do it all again. I want to give you a blowjob where someone can see us. I want to be tied up and fucked senseless, I want to walk into a board meeting with my pussy throbbing from the pounding you gave me over the breakfast table but most of all..." She pulled herself onto his lap and sank down on his cock and groaned in delight as she was skewered by his pole. "I'm going to do it all with you." With a wiggle of her hips, she sank down further. She squeaked as she felt his cock spreading her out, and she kissed him. "Back then, I thought it was so awesome... but now I know better." She slowly rose up then said, "It was nothing compared to you."

"I'm just a guy."

"You're the right guy." She kissed him again and said, "I'm going to say something to you that I never, ever said to anyone before." She tilted his head up and looked into his eyes in the gloom and said, "I want to have your baby."

They kissed as she rose and fell on his cock, aided by his hands on her hips. After a long moment, Paul said, "let's make a baby." Andi squealed a little and began fucking harder on his pole, and he began fucking up at her.

"Yes!" she gasped as just the thought of having this man's baby excited her to no end. Suddenly she realized that someone was shining a light on them. They looked and a boat not far off was shining a spotlight on them. "This is our honeymoon. Let's give them a show," she said, and she urged him to his feet.

Paul chuckled. The wine was obviously getting to Andi, but he stood up and she kneeled down in front of him. "Put your hands behind your back," she said, and she took the head of his cock in her mouth. As the boat went by, their spotlight caught Andi blowing her husband and whoever was behind that light got a good silhouette view of Dr. Adrianna Roberts, giving Dr. Paul Jarecki an incredible blowjob. Her mouth was moving up and down his cock, her tongue slathering the sensitive underside, her teeth slightly scraping his cock. Her breasts bobbled with her effort.

The light was quickly extinguished, but Andi was already worked up. She sucked harder and faster, driving Paul to the edge. Paul sadly had to stop. He pulled his cock out of his mouth, and she kneeled before him, gasping and panting. "Come here," he said, and he guided her to sit on the couch and he kneeled down. He lined up his cock with her wet pussy and began to ease it inside of her. His plans to go slowly were thwarted when she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her. "Oh god, you're so tight," he groaned.

"You're so damn big," she responded, and she leaned her head back as Paul began to fuck. He scooped her legs up over his arms and grabbed the side rail and began to fuck. The wet slapping of their bodies seemed to go on forever. "Cum in me... cum with me," Andi gasped as he fucked like a madman. His pounding drove her over the edge, and she came for what seemed like forever. Soon he changed his rhythm and began pounding into her with slow, measured, hammering thrusts.

"I'm cumming," he growled and began to spurt into her. She pulled him to her and stuck her tongue in his mouth as he shuddered and came in her. After what seemed like forever, they sagged to the deck and lay snuggling on their scattered clothing under the starlight. They kissed and snuggled and finally Paul said, "Want to go skinny dipping?"

"I don't know how to swim," she said. "There's an entire ocean under us."

"You sure?"

"I don't know..."

They gathered up their clothes and wine bottle and glasses and Paul led her down the narrow side decks to the Mezzanine where they stepped down into the cockpit. The moon began to peer over the horizon and bathed them in a silver light. "Check this out," said Paul. He opened a panel and hit a few switches, and the ocean around the boat was filled with light. Then he lowered the swimming deck into the water a little and he led her there. They sat on the swimming deck enjoying the warm ocean water as it washed over their laps and refreshed them after such a glorious fuck.

Paul slipped into the water and swam a few gentle strokes, then returned to the swimming deck. "What do you think?" he asked.

"It's been a long day. Let's go to bed." Andi was having trouble keeping her eyes open.

"Ok, you're right. Come on," he whispered, "I'll bring the wine."

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Andi woke up to Paul's gentle kisses. They were both naked, and she now loved waking up naked, mostly because it meant she went to bed naked with Paul. Or got naked in the middle of the night with Paul. Prior to meeting him, she never, ever slept naked for any reason at all. When living with Frank, she even wore her bra to bed under her flannel nightgown. But here, down in the tropics, it just felt right, and it was a feeling she would be taking back home to Springville.

Home to Springville, she thought to herself, not home to Denver. She smiled again. Andi hardly knows the area, but Paul is there, and that's all she needs for it to be home for her and her babies.

Andi rolled onto her back and felt Paul between her legs, kissing her pussy. "Mmmm what are you doing?" she purred.

"Kissing your pussy," he said. "What does it feel like?"

"It feels like I want to go back to sleep."

"Come on sleepy head, the twins are up and are driving Stan and Yi nuts. Come on, let's go watch the sunrise."

The gentle rocking of Andi's Dream started to rock Andi back to sleep, but she fought off the groggy sensation and realized the groggy sensation was not the boat rocking but the wine she drank last night. She crawled out of bed and put on a bikini that Paul told her fit perfectly, but she knew in her heart of hearts it was too small. Over that, she slipped on a pair of cut-off shorts. She ran a brush through her hair and over her teeth, then climbed up on deck. As she stepped up to the galley, Sandy, Madeline and Bitty began to serenade her with:

I'm Henery the Eighth, I am

Henery the Eighth, I am, I am

I got married to the widow next door

She's been married seven times before

And everyone was a Henery (Henery)

She wouldn't have Willie or a Sam (no Sam)

I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henery

Henery the Eighth, I am!

The three girls sang at the top of their lungs. Andi's head pounded with each word, and she looked over at Yi, who was busy in the galley. "You taught them that, didn't you?"

Yi feigned innocence and continued to make pancakes. "We can go camping now!" said Sandy.

"We have a camping song!" said Madeline.

"You can't make a s'more without a camping song," said Yi as she prepared breakfast. "Is there anything I can get you Mrs. Jarecki?"

Still not used to being called that, especially in the morning mists before sunrise, so she didn't answer.

"Doctor Jarecki?"

Finally, through the fog, Andi's brain ground into gear; "I'm Doctor Roberts. He's Doctor Jarecki, and I think one of us wants coffee."

Andi found a seat at the mezzanine facing the stern, which was still pointed to the east. The sun was just starting to peek above the horizon, and the girls were eating breakfast. "Where's Mr. Jarecki?"

Sunny gestured to the cockpit, "Morning prayers."

Andi sipped the coffee handed to her, kissed her daughters and Bitty on the head, then stepped down to the cockpit, through the transom door and out onto the swimming deck. There was Paul, kneeling in prayer. She knelt next to him and started to pray. She prayed a prayer of thanks for everything that has happened to her so far, and prayed for the health of her babies, and she prayed for a boy.

She looked up, and the sun was fully above the horizon, it's reflection on the glassy surface of the ocean was almost like an answer to her supplications. She looked at Paul and there was a tear or two on his cheeks. "You ok daddy?" she asked softly.

"Yeah baby, I am. It's all just hard to believe, that's all. Let's go swimming."

"Are you crazy? It's..." she was going to complain that it was too early, but he wrapped his arms around her and leaned over, and they slipped into the water. The water was warm and inviting and really helped her clear her head. Now she was sure of the hundred different ways she was going to kill her husband.

The twins were watching, and both said "Whoa!" around a mouth full of pancake and ran down to the cockpit and out on to the swimming deck as their mother appeared above the surface, still clutching her coffee cup. "You two get back on to the boat. You're not allowed out here without a life vest!" even while drowning and plotting her husband's murder, she was still looking out for her children. Paul had kept a grip on the swimming deck, so they didn't slide very far at all below the surface. He rolled up on the deck and hoisted Andi up out of the water, spouting and cursing. She was mostly angry for his spoiling a very good cup of coffee. Several sea water salty kisses later, they were back in the water enjoying a morning swim.

Andi can't really swim, she can only dog paddle, and she's not very good at that. Paul took it upon himself to teach her to tread water. "If you end up in the water, this is the very first thing you need to remember. Treading water properly will save your life." He taught her the proper hand motion and kick for treading water. Andi soon she felt comfortable treading water, and it was time to move on. Paul had her lean back; "You're going to lean your head way back, let your body do what it wants to do, keep leaning back until the water comes up over your forehead and almost to your eyes... that's it... relax and let your feet come up..."

And before she knew it, Andi was floating on her back. Her toes were actually sticking up out of the water. She could barely hear him because the water was covering her ears, but Paul told her to move just her hands in a "jazz hands figure 8" and when she figured out what he was told her, she realized that doing this was propelling her through the water slowly.

"Mommy's swimming!" Sandy yelled from the mezzanine breakfast table.

"She is! She is!" shrieked Madeline.

"So?" asked Bitty. "I've been swimming since I was born." Stan and Sung-mi enrolled Bitty in infant swimming lessons as soon as they could.

"We're from Denver," Sandy insisted. "You can't swim in Denver. There's too much altitude."

Madeline and Sandy tried to explain to Bitty that their mommy lives in a city and in a city you don't swim, you call Uber. But the discussion got out of hand and turned into a shouting match over swimming until Sung-mi assured Bitty that when they went to the beach, she can help the twins learn to swim.

Meanwhile, Andi was adding kicking to her activity and was starting to propel herself away from Andi's Dream. Paul had her stop and go back to treading water. It was then that she realized how far from the boat she had gotten. She started to panic, but he was able to get her to start treading water again. Once she settled into the rhythm, he moved up behind her. "Where did you learn to teach people to swim?" she asked.

"We like to take the kids at John's church to the beach on Lake Canandaigua, but there are no lifeguards. So, John and I took red cross lifesaving classes and got our life saving certificates so we can take the kids to the lake."

"So, you can rescue me," said Andi.

"Yes."

"That's called burying the lede!" she practically screamed.

"Let me show you," said Paul as he swam up behind her. "This is what I am going to do when you need me to rescue you," and he put his arm around her ribcage and started swimming toward Andi's Dream with a strong, sure side stroke. It isn't comfortable to be rescued in this manner. Just keeping the water out of your nose is difficult, but soon, sooner than she would have guessed, they were standing on the swimming deck again. When she realized the twins were on the swimming deck congratulating her, she chased them off again, scooped up her coffee cup from where she had left it, and headed back to the galley for more coffee.

"Ahoy!" cried Yi, "You're not coming up here in my nice clean galley, dragging the Atlantic Ocean with you! You wouldn't believe what fish do in that water. Shower up first."

"How? What?" Andi was confused because to get to her suite where the shower waited for her, she had to walk through the galley, to the salon, and then down below deck.

"This way," said Paul, and he showed her a door on the fishing cockpit bulkhead that led below deck. There was a small cabin with pullman bunks, a small, stacked washer and drier, and a small day head with a shower head. "This is Yi's cabin. It's a bit noisy, so I said she could stay in the fore cabin until we pick up 'the gang'." Andi dropped her shorts and bikini and pushed Paul away.

"If I let you touch me, we'll never get out of here."

"I can stop when we need to," he complained.

"I'm not talking about you," and gave him a saucy wiggle of her womanly hips then she rinsed off and wrung out her bikini and cutoffs and put them in the drier, then went above deck wearing only the t-shirt Paul had taken off before going in the water (she could wear it as a dress) and a towel around her waist. Paul joined her, wearing a towel around his waist like a kilt.

"What say we try to catch a dolphin or two before heading in to get John and the gang?" asked Stan.

"Sounds good to me, and maybe we can find some porpoise for the kids to watch," replied Paul, which confused Andi.

"You're going to catch a dolphin? And watch a porpoise?"

"They're delicious! I love cooking them," grinned Yi.

Andi looked about her in horror. These people are crazy! Catching and eating a dolphin?

"They talk about Mahi-Mahi," said Sunny as she brought a pot of coffee from the galley and set it on the table. "It real name is dolphin and is a fish, not a mammal, and Yi is right, are delicious."

"They're uuuuuuuuugly!" chimed in Bitty, "but they have a pretty green color."

"Here you go, Eggs en Cocotte with mushroom, chorizo, and fresh tomato with brioche toast," said Yi as she put plates down in front of Paul and Andi. The pancake eating kids at the end of the table looked on with interest.

"Eggs en Cocotte?" Andi looked at the sumptuous feast before her. Eggs en Cocotte was a ramekin filled with whatever the chef wants to add, in this case chorizo and mushrooms with an egg on top. The Ramekin is placed in a water bath and put in a 375° oven for about 15 minutes and when it's done, the with roasted tomato goes on top of that. The eggs were done perfectly, and the yolk was creamy.

Yi explained, "Eggs en Cocotte is the fanciest way on earth to describe the easiest way on earth to cook eggs. I put some sliced mushrooms and chorizo in a ramakin, put an egg on top, and toss it in the oven which gives me time to roast the tomatoes, toast the brioche, and finish off the open bottle of wine you guys left in the galley."

"I thought I finished that," Andi said to Paul quietly.

"No, if you had finished that, I'd still be dipping you in the ocean to wake you up."

Stan and Sunny joined them, and Paul insisted that Yi sit down and eat with them. Breakfast was simply marvelous. Neither Paul nor Andi had ever had an egg cooked to perfection like that before. As they finished and downed the last of their coffee, Paul said, "I can't wait to take this boat fishing."

"If you want to go fishing, let's go fishing," said Stan.

"Yeah, let's do it," said Paul, and again he helped Yi clean up the galley.

"You don't have to do this," said Yi. "It's part of my job."

"It's part of my boat," said Paul. "Would you rather have me helping with the engines?"

Yi thought for a moment, then handed him a coffee cup and said, "you missed a spot."

After breakfast was cleaned up, it was time to go fishing. Stan manned the fly helm, and he taught Andi how to use the fish finder. They purred around for a while and scanned with the 'fish finder' until Stan pointed out that they found a small school of mullet. "Ok, nice and easy... we pull up on them," said Stan and he headed to the school as quietly as Andi's Dream would move.

When they neared the school, Paul on the stern threw chunks of frozen chum into the water, then, collecting his net, he stepped onto the swimming deck. As the mullet rose to the chum, Paul tossed the net onto the boiling sea and netted up a good size collection of the small fish. He dragged them on to the cockpit and poured the fish into the two live bait bins.