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The two of them began working as a team to get under
way and we were soon moving along the line of boats and
out toward what looked to me like a terribly big ocean.
I was, for the first time in my life, genuinely
frightened. I wondered if I had made a huge mistake
accepting this adventure.
"Sit here on the high side with me, Erica. You'll get
used to the boat leaning this way." She had noticed my
tense clutching of the boat railing.
It was beautiful, just beautiful, the way the boat
slipped silently and smoothly along. My fears slowly
ebbed and I felt the exhilaration of ocean sailing that
I was to feel so often in the coming weeks.
After a few hours, we anchored in a tiny bay below the
temple of Sounien set high on the overlooking hill.
Dinner was lovely and lazy, the smells of cooking
surrounded us in the combination kitchen, lounge, dining
room of the main cabin. Under the table, our bare feet
touched in the close quarters. I felt awkward, but soon
realized that the closeness of a boat inevitably brings
a bit more contact than you are accustomed to on land.
I realized that Etienne's toes had begun to play with
mine as she talked. It was as if she were extending the
intimacy of her words. I found myself responding in a
surprising way, tentatively at first. My toes moved in a
caress of hers and we toyed with each other in a sensual
dance. It sounds like nothing now, but the intimacy of
the cabin, combined with the warm glow of the wine,
heightened the sensation and I knew that I was becoming
moist with anticipation of something more. From the
other side of the table, Jan-Dirk's much larger and very
masculine foot touched my other foot. This was truly a
shock to have both sensations with me in the middle.
When I realized that his accidental touch had changed to
a lingering presence on the top of my foot, I felt my
nipples stiffen under the thin shirt and a shudder of
pleasure went down my backbone. It was a pleasure loaded
with erotic nuance that was new to me. I wanted dinner
to last all night, I realized.
"It's wonderful, eh?" Jan-Dirk asked.
I could hardly speak, but managed to smile warmly. "Yes,
...."
"MMmmmmm, yes, darling, you have done well bringing us
here." Etienne smiled. Her words were for him, but her
toes burrowed under my instep as she said 'us.' I found
myself pressing her foot in response.
Under the spell of the cruise, I slipped my other foot
to the top of Jan-Dirk's and slowly let it slither over
his ankle. The beginning of the coarse hair of his leg
teased my toes. And so, our erotic relationship began.
There under the table. I was now looking forward
excitedly to where it might lead.
I took both their hands in mine. "Thank you for
......... all of this. It is lovely! I feel so very
happy here."
The telling of it, as I sit writing so many years later,
seems pallid by comparison. But at that moment, it
seemed impossible that such a scene could be as deeply
sensual as it was. I was thrilled beyond words. All my
senses seemed open to feelings that I was only then
beginning to understand.