AMA - The Boyfriend Ch. 061-070

I snorted and hung my head low as I grinned and tried to suppress my giggle.

"What?" she asked, then started laughing as well. "What?"

"It's buck wild, or going ham," I laughed. "I don't even know why it's making me laugh so hard." I could stop giggling about it.

"Oh my God," Wanda chuckled, shaking her head.

Chapter 64

Wanda was still working her fingernails along my back and sides under my shirt when Terra came back over from the Singles boat looking frustrated. She spotted Wanda and I and plopped herself down on the chair that Cattie had been sitting in before.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" Terra asked.

"I can see the storm clouds from back here," Wanda said. It was obvious she was sitting behind me, but her sightline was blocked.

"Wait, is that Wanda?" Terra asked in surprise. "I thought it was Cassidy."

"Cass went to take a nap," I said. "Wanda is... I don't want to call it massaging my back, because she is just sort of treating me like a cat scratch post."

"Harrharrharr," Wanda said, poking me with one finger. "You want me to stop?"

"No," I said to her, then grinned sheepishly at Terra. "It feels pretty good."

Terra sighed.

"Talk, or massage, or both?" I asked her.

Terra frowned and then rolled her eyes. "Talk," she pouted.

"Did one of the guys do something?"

"No," Terra said, shaking her head. "Well, not to me. They've just managed to steal my boyfriend."

Wanda snorted behind me, and I managed to suppress it myself. "You didn't seem so bothered by that earlier," I said.

"That's because I was happy that he was getting to have some fun," Terra said. "I mean, realistically, I knew this wasn't going to be the most exciting trip for him with only a couple of guys around, but he'sreally Bro-ing it up right now."

"Have you said anything to him?" I asked.

"See, that's the thing," Terra said. "I have! A half hour ago I asked him if he could come hang out with me, and he told me he was going to come up after one more trip on the speedboat."

"I'm guessing it's been more than one more trip," Wanda said.

"Mhmm," Terra nodded. "I'm not begrudging him or anything, but honestly. I mean, I even told him I wanted to go down to our room and blow him, and that still didn't get him off the boat."

Now it was my turn to snort, and I coughed to try and hide it. Terra pursed her lips in a disapproving look, then returned the snort and grinned sheepishly.

"I was going to say he just got distracted," Wanda said, peeking around my side. "But that's just criminal negligence at that point. Though, if you really want some dick, you could always blow Robbie."

"It would serve Juan Carlos right," Terra said, eyeing me up playfully and then giggling.

"Hey now," I joked. "JC might think so, but I do not take blowjobs as a laughing matter. They are very serious business."

Terra was still laughing, and bit the inside corner of her lip as she sighed out her frustration. "I know I shouldn't be this annoyed with him," she said. "It's just one afternoon."

"Just sit him down and talk to him after the fact," Wanda suggested. "He's only an idiot if he can't figure it out in hindsight too."

"Fair," Terra said. Then she eyed me again and got a sly smile on her face. "Of course, if JC is busy, that means I need to find something else to do and our massagedid get cut off early-"

"Terra, I'm sorry, hold on," I said, interrupting her as I frowned and sat up higher, looking past her.

Zenya was over on the other boat, facing us and waving surreptitiously at us. When I cocked my head and she could tell I was looking at her, she made a weird face and pointed, using her body as a shield, over towards the back end of their top deck. I followed her direction and saw Leia was leaning on the back railing near the spiral stairs that would lead down to the rooms. Her pastel rainbow hair was pulled back in a short ponytail, and something about the way she was bracing her arms on the railing and the weird look on her face made me feel like she was mildly uncomfortable with the conversation she was having with one of the college guys. He was a tall dude, but slim like a runner, and was leaning against the railing next to her and not quite looming over her, but was definitely on the edge of her personal space.

I got up without a word to Terra or Wanda and started walking over to the other boat. Zenya met me at the plank between the boats. "Sorry, I don't know if it's anything," she said. "I wanted to interrupt, but wasn't sure-"

"It's fine," I said, rubbing her upper arms reassuringly for a moment, before moving past her. Leia saw me coming and focused on me, her face not changing but something in her eyes telling me that she wasn't OK, but she wasn't no OK either. It wasn't an emergency, I didn't need to deck the guy.

I'd seen the look plenty of times before, first back in college when a friend of Cassidy's needed an out from talking with a guy at a party or a club. Then at work in the Casino at various events where liquor was copious and guys got some liquid courage in them.

Leia's re-focus on me was caught by the guy, and he turned just as I was stepping up.

"Sorry, bud," I said, moving past him. I leaned down and picked Leia up, tossing her over my shoulder as she let out a laughing whoop of surprise and kicked her legs. I turned back to the guy. "I need to borrow my girl Leia here for a few minutes."

Leia kept laughing, grabbing onto my shirt to try and keep herself steady, as I walked her back over to the other boat. Half of the girls and college guys on deck spared us a glance and a laugh, and I saw Becca from across the length of the ship, her eyes darting from me and Leia to the guy I was leaving behind, doing quick calculations. I passed Zenya, who shot me a thankful look, and then followed me.

"Robbie!" Leia laughed, pulling at my shirt and still kicking her legs. Her wide hips and ass were pointed up in the air, and I playfully swatted the side of her thigh, which made her laugh more.

I wanted to walk right to the edge of the boat and toss her in the water and follow, but the speedboat was using the deep side to moor up every time it came back so the side I was walking us to was the side closer to the beach and much shallower. Instead, I walked us to the Pilot's Cabin and set Leia down, taking her hand and pulling her down the stairs. She followed willingly, Zenya close behind.

Chapter 65

I stopped down at the bottom of the spiral stairs on the lower porch of the houseboat, stepping across the small space to allow Leia and then Zenya to follow me.

Leia was dressed in a black halter bikini that showed off the floral tattoos on her left hip and thigh, while the top had a slightly gothy vibe with a webbing of black strings across a hole between the cleavage and up to the neck reminiscent of a corset. Zenya was on the opposite vibe, wearing a classic bright pastel pink bikini with a pair of ripped-up daisy dukes over the bottoms, and her vibrant red-maroon dyed hair loose in a wavy mane over one shoulder. Her bust required rather large cups for the top and unlike Heather, Zenya actually seemed to buy for her size so she was properly supported despite showing off some nice cleavage.

"I'm really hoping I was reading you right, Leia," I said, as I turned to the women. "If not, I-"

"Nope, that was perfect," Leia said, stepping forward and pulling you into a quick hug. "Honestly, the guy was boring as hell, but he was starting to give off Nice Guy vibes."

"Oooh," Zenya made a face. "That's not good."

"Wait, what?" I asked. "What does 'Nice Guy vibes' mean?"

Leia, who stepped back a bit from me after the hug but kept her hand on my waist, made a thinking face. Zenya held up a hand to tell her not to worry, though. "I got this," she said. "Basically, women like bad boys and want to teach them to be good boys. We have a built-in desire to try and fix something we think is broken, but then we complain about just wanting to meet a 'nice guy' for once and not getting treated like garbage. But the 'Type of Guy' spectrum isn't a line, it's a graph. If the X axis is 'Niceness' and the Y axis is 'Attractiveness', then Bad Boys are high on attractive but low on nice. 'Nice Guys' aren't the opposite, they're the inverse - low attractiveness, and low niceness. It's an ironic name because no matter how hard they simp, when they hit a wall they all end up screaming 'I'm a nice guy, but-.'"

"Way to make a simple concept complicated, Zee," Leia rolled her eyes. "Basically, if someone has to tell you they are smart, they aren't that smart. If someone has to tell you how nice they are, they aren't that nice."

"Way to simplify a complicated concept, Leia," Zenya mocked her.

I chuckled and shook my head, wiping at my forehead. "OK, I think I get what both of you are saying. Cass has had to deal with enough weird messages on social media and stuff I get the archetype. What was up with that guy up there though?"

Leia sighed. "Well, Francis up there was fine to talk to for a while, but then Ginnie decided she liked his buddy Vince enough that she brought him down to our room for some 'fun.'" She air-quoted. "At that point I think Francis got it in his head that if Vince was getting some, then he was going to as well but didn't want to just come out and say that."

"Right," I said, and subconsciously cracked my knuckles. "So if you ladies want to stay down here, I'll go start getting those guys on the move."

"No! No," Leia said, grabbing onto my arm. "It's fine, Robbie. He was just shooting his shot and didn't pick up on my softer cues. There's no point in making a big deal out of it, you got me out of the conversation."

I blew out a breath and chewed on the inside of my cheek for a moment. "I hear you, but what if he just transitions to trying with someone else?" I was already feeling... annoyed wasn't the word, and definitely not jealous, that Ginnie was apparently hooking up with this Vince guy. I had no reason to feel the way I was - other than seeing her flash or walk around topless, and that one sexual TikTok, I hadn't had any strong interactions with Ginnie. Hell, she hadn't even been in the Marco Polo game the day before.

No matter how I felt about Ginnie though, and knowing I trusted most of the others to stand their ground if they didn't want something, there was still one girl at the party who I did worry about.

Sherry.

Cattie's younger sister seemed to be equal parts ditsy, entitled and naive, and she'd been following along with whatever Ginnie and Heather seemed to want to do. If Ginnie was hooking up and Sherry found out, how long would it take for Sherry to be in a locked bedroom with another guy? And Cattie was occupied with whatever game Heather was running to try and keep them together.

Zenya saw the look on my face and gave me a quirky frown. "The rest of the guys seemed pretty chill," she said.

"It only takes one idiot to make things go bad," I said. "Give the guy a few minutes before you come back up. I'll head up now and make sure he hasn't moved on to trying to proposition Sherry or something."

"OK, that's fair," Leia said. The look on her face said she hadn't been thinking about the younger woman, and my reminding her made her reconsider her stance. Then her expression changed to a playful one. "But first, I need to thank you for being an actual nice guy, and not a Nice Guy, and doing it without starting an issue."

"Well, you're wel-" she surprised me by going up on her tiptoes and kissing me, sliding her tongue into my mouth for one long moment. It was like the start of a great makeout session but ended as abruptly as it started. My hand had just fallen to her hip. "Wow," I said, a little breathless.

"Well, if we're passing around thank yous," Zenya said, then stepped up and pulled me down into a kiss of her own. She didn't use her tongue - instead, she got my lower lip between hers and bit down on it lightly, pulling away with a smirk. "Thanks for reacting so fast when I was trying to get your attention."

"You two didn't need to do that," I said, shaking my head and feeling a little light-headed after the two intense kisses. Both of them had pressed their bodies to mine as they kissed me.

"Heroes deserve rewards," Leia laughed.

"And bigger rewards happen after every quest," Zenya smirked. "Just think what the next reward will be!"

The sliding door leading into the living space inside opened up suddenly, making all three of us startle for a moment.

"Are you guys done making out or whatever out here?" Ami asked from the couch, her glasses still on and her book in her hand. She was still topless. "You're blocking my good reading light."

Chapter 66

I left Zenya and Leia to chat with Ami and went back up the stairs to the top deck. It was sort of a sensitive issue I was dealing with now that it wasn't an immediate emergency thing - I'd lost track of how many guys there were around.

When I reached back up top, Wanda and Terra were talking with Becca. It was weird knowing that Wanda and Becca both knew about what had happened between me and each of them, though I wondered at how much detail they had shared with the other. Wanda in particular had some... kinky wants that I couldn't quite imagine she would be openly sharing.

I approached, and Becca immediately turned to me. "Is Leia alright?"

"Yeah, it was just awkward, not anything really bad," I said. "She doesn't want the guys to get kicked out of here just because one of them was shooting his shot. Where's Sherry?"

"Still out on their boat with JC," Terra said.

"Alright, well it's starting to get on to dinner time anyways," Becca said. "That's an easy reason to break this party up. I didn't plan to feed a half dozen extra hungry guys."

"Someone is going to need to go get the guy that's in Ginnie's room," I said quietly. "Leia said that they went down to 'have fun' so I don't know what kind of hooking up they're doing."

Becca rolled her eyes. "Can you do that, and I'll wrangle these guys up here and get Sherry and JC back on board?"

"Sure," I said with a nod. Just what I wanted to be doing - interrupting an unknown sex act to kick the guy out.

"Thank you, Tiger," Becca said, squeezing my forearm and smiling sweetly at me.

I set off to head over to the Single's boat but only made it a single step before someone grabbed my ass. I jumped a little and turned, but all three of the girls started whistling and pretending they weren't paying attention to me while trying not to laugh. "Y'all just want me for my body," I grinned, wagging a finger at them. That made them break into giggles.

I skirted around the group gathered near the railing on the Single's Boat watching the coming and going of the speedboat. Cattie saw me and reached out a hand, looping her fingers in mine for a moment as I breezed by and we smiled at each other. For however pleasantly weird the Wanda and Becca situations were, this growing closeness with Cattie was like a warm blanket - delightfully comfortable and casual.

Down in the living area of the Single's Boat I didn't immediately hear a commotion, but as I moved through to the kitchen area and then back into the hallway I could hear muffled voices behind Leia and Ginnie's room door.

I knocked, and the voices cut off.

"What?" Ginnie called through the door.

"The guys are leaving," I said loudly.

There was a rush of movement, and the door opened and one of the guys was standing there holding his swim trunks over his junk. He was a big, muscled guy that I would have guessed was a football player and not a soccer player, and he had a sheepish look on his face. I just pointed back towards the living area and he scampered in that direction, trying to shake out his trunks to slip into them.

I glanced in the room and almost wished I hadn't for propriety's sake. Ginnie was lying belly down on the bed, her chin propped up on her fists as she looked at me with an unimpressed sigh. She was completely naked, her ass bare and pointed up as her feet slowly kicked in the air. Ginnie was a petite woman and her body had that cute, bubbly sort of look despite being fairly skinny.

"Sorry," I said.

"It's whatever," Ginnie said, rolling her eyes. "He had a quick trigger, I barely got his dick hard and he went off. I was trying to get him up again but he was taking forever. Fucking meathead was probably on steroids or something."

"Well, I'm still sorry," I chuckled.

"And I'm horny," she said. "You want to tag in?"

I dropped my jaw a bit at her super casual offer. There was a part of me, a vocal minority, that wanted to say yes. That you wanted to mount her right there on the bed and show her why trying to hook up with that guy and not me was a poor decision in the first place.

"We're supposed to be having dinner soon," I said instead. "If you really need something, I could probably get you off quickest by hand."

Ginnie's eyes lit up. "Yeah? Do you mean like with Leia? Is that OK with your fiancee?"

"I know it would be," I said, stepping into the room. "Just stay right where you are." I closed the door and circled the bed, getting up on it on my knees. I slid my hands onto Ginnie's naked back, gathering her long, curly hair in one hand and moving it to the side while sliding the other down to her bum, palming a cheek.

"Fuck, Leia wasn't kidding," Ginnie laughed nervously. "Your hands really do feel good."

"Maybe you're both just super horny," I said and slid my two middle fingers down the cleft of Ginnie's ass and down to her wet, warm pussy lips. She spread her legs wider for me and sucked in a breath. I couldn't really even see anything of her, which made the whole situation even more strangely mechanical instead of sensuous or intimate. "I'd take my time usually," I told her. "But we're on a deadline."

"Do your thing," Ginnie said.

I slid my two fingers into her. She wasn't as tight as I'd been expecting, but then I wasn't really sure what to expect. My sample size was three-strong before this, and each one was different. Ginnie was different in the same way - individualistic.

"Fuuuuck," she moaned as I penetrated her with my fingers.

I grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed with my other hand and handed it to her. "Bite on it or scream into it," I told her.

She bit it, pushing her face into it, and I started the finger fuck her. This wasn't like with Wanda, where we were manipulating each other, drawing out our orgasms. What I was doing with Ginnie was crude. I 'finger blasted' her, as idiot jocks used to say in high school and college.

"Fuck, yes," Ginnie gasped, her body rocking and her ass bouncing as she tried to push back at my hand. I pushed her head back down onto the pillow and she took it between her teeth again.

It didn't take long. Maybe five total minutes of grunting and soft squishing sounds. I'd just been considering peeling one of her cute little butt cheeks to the side and starting to test at her asshole as well to see if that would push her over like it did with Wanda, but we didn't need to get there. Ginnie started moaning louder, her toes curling in the air as her feet bounced along with her rocking body. Then she seized for a moment, like she was stretching the length of her body, before she oozed back down onto the bed.

"Mmmm, fuck," Ginnie grunted. "That was just what I needed."

I removed my fingers from her and patted her ass. "Happy to help," I said. Helping her find the two pieces of her bikini required me to look under the bed, and then I borrowed her washroom to rinse my hand. We didn't really speak all that much, and it was definitely the most awkward I'd felt during the last few encounters I'd had.

"Uh, thanks again," Ginnie said as I stepped out of the washroom. She was just finishing adjusting her top over her cute tits.