In the morning, Pam was awakened by a sharp knock at the door. She stretched comfortably, at first not paying any attention to the intruding noise, but it came again, sharper and louder. She sat up, fully awake, her peaceful slumber shattered. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed, and standing up, walked to the door.
"Who is it?" she called
"It's me, Shelly."
She opened the door and Shelly rushed in, dressed in a pair of shortie shorts and a colorful blouse. She looked at Pam's naked body and smiled.
"Have fun last night?" she asked.
"Yes," Pam answered and shivered, remembering. She walked to the closet and took out a negligee and put it on.
"I had a ball!" Shelly exclaimed. "Ted is a gas! We went to dinner at an Oriental place and he stuffed me with all kinds of delicious food.
We went dancing and for a drive, wound up back at his place for a couple of drinks. He's staying in a gorgeous apartment that a friend of his is letting him use. Well, before I knew it he had me in a sac. Pam, he's fantastic, really fantastic! You ought to see him naked! He's perfect! He can really turn a girl on. He showed me all kinds of tricks! Say, how was the good-looking Pete Everett?"
"Wonderful," Pam answered, "simply wonderful."
"I knew he would be," Shelly said. "What do you two have planned for today?"
"I don't know," Pam told her. "He said he would call me early this morning."
"It's still early," Shelly said. "How would you like to go sailing?"
"I'd love it," Pam said.
"Ted has a boat. It belongs to a friend of his. He wants to go sailing and wants you and Pete to come along."
"When Pete calls, I'll ask him. I'll let you know."
Just as Shelly started to go, the phone rang. Pete was on the other end. Pam told him of Shelly's proposition. He was agreeable and told Pam to meet him downstairs when she was ready and they would have some breakfast.
Pam showered and dressed, singing happily to herself, thrilled at the thought of being with Pete again. She put on a pair of shorts and a blouse and went downstairs to meet him. He was in the restaurant sipping coffee when she approached. His eyes widened when he saw her and he stood up.
"Don't wake me," he said. "Don't anybody wake me. I've got to be dreaming."
Pam playfully pinched him on the arm. He quickly drew back.
"No, you're wide awake," she said.
He held her chair for her and she sat down. He returned to his seat. "God, you're beautiful, Pam! You look good enough to eat."
She smiled and gave him an extra-sexy look and said, "Do I?"
"Ummmmm," he groaned, rolling his eyes.
The waiter appeared and they ordered breakfast. Before they were through eating, Shelly and Ted arrived, ready and eager to set sail on their cruise. They sat down and had coffee while Pam and Pete finished eating.
"Are you a good sailor?" Pam asked Ted.
"Very good," he answered. "I've been sailing since I was a boy. I come from a long line of sailors."
"Where are we headed today?" Pete wanted to know.
"Oh, just exploring around. To some of the less inhabited portions of the island maybe."
"Sounds like fun," Pam offered.
"We're gonna be the crew," Shelly said.
"The crew?" Pam queried. "I don't know anything about being a crew member. Do you, Pete?"
"A little," he replied.
Ted laughed and said, "The boat, we're going on doesn't need a crew. It's small, just a cabin cruiser. You can just relay and enjoy yourselves. Plenty of provisions aboard. And there are four bunks," he said with a wink, "In case anybody gets sleepy."
"When are we coming back?" Shelly asked.
Ted shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know. No hurry is there, baby?"
"No hurry," she said.
"I'm certainly not in a hurry," Pete told him, "not with these two gorgeous chicks along." He reached over and patted Pam's leg.
She squeezed his hand and said, "Neither am I."
They left the hotel and went to the harbor at the foot of one of the main streets. Ted pointed out the boat to them. It was riding anchor, rising slowly up and down in the water, bouncing gently against the dock. He parked the car and they got out and approached the boat.
"What's the name of the boat?" Pam asked.
"Island Sun," Ted replied, "quite appropriate, wouldn't you agree?"
"Very," Shelly agreed.
Ted went aboard first and helped the girls on. Pete removed the ropes from the moorings on the dock and tossed them onto the deck. He jumped on board and Ted started the engine. The anchor was weighed and Ted maneuvered the craft expertly out of the harbor into the open sea.
The day was beautiful, not a cloud in the sky. Pam and Shelly went on deck and found a comfortable place to sit. Pete stayed with Ted in case he needed any help. They cruised out about a mile and headed down the coast towards Kona, gazing out over the beautiful, blue Pacific.
The sea was calm and smooth and the boat steady. Pete brought the girls a drink and they sat sipping them and chatting.
"Ted says that according to his charts there should be some worthwhile coves not too far ahead, maybe another hour," Pete told them. "We'll put in there and go ashore for some exploring and maybe have a picnic."
"Great," Pam said smiling at him. "Sounds like fun."
He sat down beside her and took her hand in his. "Ah, this is the life, Pam," he said happily, "I could sail like this forever."
She looked deeply into his eyes and said, "So could I, Pete."
They motored for some time, sunning themselves and enjoying each other's company. Suddenly, Shelly squealed, pointing to a coastal area off to the right in the near distance. "Look over there! It looks like it's a beautiful spot!"
They followed the direction of her pointing finger, and there ahead of them was a spot of white outlined in green, an area almost hidden from view. Soon they could see in detail individual trees and plants. As they neared and saw the white, sandy beach Ted circled around until he found a good place to anchor. They came upon the quiet, secluded cove and he steered into the crystal-clear lagoon and dropped anchor.
"What a spot!" Ted exclaimed.
"It's beautiful!" Pam agreed. "Breathtaking!"
"Shall we go. ashore and explore?" Pete asked.
"By all means," Ted replied. He got the picnic basket and he and Pete disembarked and helped the girls onto the bank.
They found a grassy spot and sat down. Pam and Shelly spread a cloth and began getting out the food. Pete and Ted walked around the edge of the lagoon, looking about.
Wild, exotic jungle flowers were everywhere and their fragrance perfumed the air. Pete plucked two orchids for Shelly and Pam. They returned to where the girls had the lunch spread and Pete handed the flowers to them. The girls put the flowers in their hair.
They sat down around the picnic spread and began eating. The food was fit for a king. There was even a big bottle of wine in the basket.
They finished eating and finished off the wine, at which point Ted and Shelly decided to go for a walk. Pete stretched out and put his head in Pam's lap. He lay there looking up at the sky through the canopy of trees. He saw the clouds gathering overhead but thought nothing of it. He looked up into Pam's beautiful face.
"Happy?" he asked.
"Very," she replied. "I feel as though I'm in a dream, a dream I hope I never wake from."
"Me, too," Pete said lazily. He reached up and pulled her head down, kissing her warmly. She felt a tingle all through her body when her lips met his. When he released her, he gazed into her eyes and said, "Is it true what Shelly said? That you could really go for me?"
"Yes, it's true, Pete," she answered, her heart pounding.
"It's true that I go for blonde, beautiful chicks like you, Pam!" He sat up and drew her close to him. "You're all I've been thinking about ever since I met you! You're like a fire in me!" He kissed her waiting lips and forced them apart, feeling her sweet, warm breath come sighing through. His tongue traced the outline of the lips while his hands explored her voluptuous body.
His hand closed over her breast and felt the soft flesh under the material of her blouse. He deftly unbuttoned it and removed it. As he was about to remove her.bra, Ted and Shelly came running out of the woods. Shelly was topless and her tits bounced up and down like large rubber balls. She was struggling into her blouse as she ran.
"Look at those clouds!'' Ted exclaimed, pointing.
They looked, and what had been a few scattered clouds a little while before was now a mass of ominous gray. Just then they saw a flash of lightning and heard a loud clap of thunder.
"I don't like the looks of it," Ted said. "Looks like a storm coming up. I've been in these islands before and I've seen how fast they come up and what bastards they. can be."
"Won't we be safe here, Ted?" Shelly asked.
"No, not if it's a storm. A tropical rain, yes, but a storm, no. I'd rather get this boat back to port. After all, it's not mine. I'm going on board to see if I can get a weather report."
He boarded the cabin cruiser while the rest of them cleared up the remains of the picnic. Pete looked at Pam with a disappointed look.
Ted called from the boat. "I just got a report. There is a storm headed this way out of the southeast. Small craft warnings are already in effect. If we leave immediately we should be able to make it back to port."
They scrambled aboard and Ted started the engine, steering the craft out of the lagoon and into the open area. The water was already becoming choppy and the whole southeastern sky was filled with dark, threatening clouds. Pete stood beside Ted at the wheel.
"Aren't we directly in the path of the storm now?" he asked.
"Yes, but maybe I can stay ahead of it and reach port. I'd rather try that than stay in that lagoon we were in."
"You're the skipper," Pete said smiling. "I would probably have stayed there and gotten blown away."
"That's what would have happened," Ted told him. "And my friend's boat would have been destroyed. I wish we could have stayed. I was just getting ready to fuck Shelly."
"And I was getting ready to fuck Pam," Pete lamented. "Oh, well, when we get back to port…"
Pam and Shelly were huddled in the cabin, scared. Shelly was threatening to get seasick, so Pam made her lie down on one of the bunks and she put a cold cloth to her forehead. Pete came in and found some brandy in a cabinet and poured her a stiff drink. At this point, that was the only stiff thing she could handle.
She took the glass and drank the thick, sweet liquid.
"Damn," she said. "What a day. And it started out so beautifully."
"Yeah," Pam said, "just when everything was going so well." She looked at Pete, an unhappy expression on her face.
A jagged streak of lightning split the sky and was answered by the loud roar of thunder. The wind began to rise, making the waves higher and choppier, and the boat began to roll and sway.
"Better find something to hang onto!" Ted called. "Looks like she's going to break!"
Pete sat down and held out his arms to Pam. She went to him and he enfolded her, holding her tightly. Across the cabin, Shelly held securely to the bunk and moaned softly.
The storm broke in full force, sweeping over them with all its fury. The rain came in sheets, blotting out the view in all directions. Lightning flashed on all sides and thunder rumbled, vibrating through the boat. The wind tossed it to-and-fro as though it were a toy.
Ted no longer had any control over the direction they went, but he held fast to the wheel trying to keep them upright. The boat tilted precariously, first to one side then the other, and rode the rolling waves as though they were giant roller coasters. White, foamy water washed over the deck and ran into the cabin.
On they went, riding the storm for what seemed like an eternity, then suddenly Ted cried out, "I see land ahead! We're going to hit!"
Where the rain slackened slightly, he had made, out the dim outline of a shore. He fought hard trying to steer away, but the wind kept pushing and pushing and the Island Sun was blown closer to the island. Suddenly the wind shifted and diminished and the boat was blown toward a cove and into a lagoon. They braced tightly as they approached the bank, but when they hit, there was only a slight impact. The craft simply rode the high water up on the bank and was deposited there, half in and half out of the water, sitting firm and upright, leaning against a tree.
Ted walked into the cabin looking slightly dazed, astounded that they were still upright.
"I'll be darned!" he said, and went to the cabinet to pour himself a drink. He went over to the bunk and sat down next to Shelly.
Then, as suddenly as it had begun, the wind subsided. The thunder and lightning rumbled off into the distance, and the rain slackened into a slow drizzle. Ted went outside to view the damage. When he came back aboard he tried to radio the port, but the radio was out.
"Goddamnit!" he swore and kicked it. "Here we sit, grounded, with no radio. I guess we'll just have to wait until another storm comes and washes us off this fucking bank!" Turning to Pete he asked, "Can you repair a radio?"
Pete shrugged and said, "Sorry, old man. Don't know the first thing about 'em."
Ted smiled then and said, "Well, we might as well make the best of our situation." Walking over to Shelly he asked, "How do you feel now?"
"I feel fine now that the storm is over," she told him.
Pam put on some coffee, and when it was ready they ate the remainder of the food left from the picnic, sipped coffee, and laughed loudly.