Kelly Ch. 10: Miami River Day Trip

Kelly spends the day on the Miami River

Kelly was out running errands, driving across town in her convertible with the top down like she always does. Having checked everything off her list, she was headed to join Tomi for a quick lunch before Tomi's noon class at the Tiki Bar Landing near the marina.

She actually had clothes on that kept her covered up a bit, a little more than her recent outfits did. Dressed in her old faded denim bib overalls skirt, a cute black blazer lay in the seat next to her to slip on over the overalls when she made her stops. It served as a cover-up for her side boobs, which tend to slide in and out from under the loose bib.

It was already getting warm as Kelly traveled north up I-95, the sides of her big 32Ds overly exposed from the sides of her outfit, with a hint of cleavage showing at the top of the low bib in the center. The tattered skirt just covering her bare pussy, Kelly no longer owning any panties, the feeling of the wind added to her excitement.

Several truckers gave her a few air horn toots, and she gave them little waves, but her mind was on Tomi.

A few miles before her exit, her phone rang, she hit the button on the dash to answer it, and the video call opened up, "Hello, this is Kelly."

"Oh my, well, hey there, Kelly, this is Lisa, from the party at David Cooper's home."

Kelly smiled, remembering watching her husband playing with her under her plunging open front dress, "Oh, Hi Lisa, yes, I do remember you."

"I love the outfit you're wearing as much as the one you wore to the party! I have to say, you made quite an impression on me, and my husband, just as you are now. You have no idea how hard he fucked me after that party in the limo on the way home!" Lisa laughed.

Kelly giggled, "Well, you're welcome."

Lisa giggled, "He had me out of my dress as we were getting into the limo, he didn't care that his driver was holding the door at the time. And I have to tell you, it has been a while since we have done anything like that, you really had him going."

Kelly just giggled at her story, "I enjoy being of assistance anytime I can!"

"Well, the reason I called, I am headed to Dallas for a trade show next week. Larry has asked me to attend in his place because he can no longer make the trip. Would you be interested in going with me? Larry will more than compensate you for your time." Lisa offered.

"Well, that does sound inviting, I will have to check with Gary first," Kelly told her.

"Oh, not to worry, Larry already told him you were going with me, along with Trisha, she is our assistant and helps Larry with a lot of his business dealings, and me, for whatever I need companionship, it's usually for shopping trips."

"Oh, really," Kelly laughed. Taking the exit off I-95 onto Orange Ave., which leads to the bay front area where the marinas are located.

"If you're not busy, I am free about 2:00 this afternoon if you could meet me at Trisha's Office to finalize the trip."

Kelly tells her, "I am heading to the Tiki Bar right now, I am meeting a friend for lunch, it may be later this afternoon before we can get together."

"Well, if you're going to be down there, meet me at Pelican Yacht Club when your done, park next to Capones Hideaway and come to the end of the dock, I'll be on the third boat from the end on the right, the boats name is, Did You Sea!"

"Oh, now that sounds like a plan, I'll see you about 2:30," Kelly giggled, knowing her walk down the dock would be adventurous in what she's wearing if she decides to ditch the blazer.

Kelly hung up, her head spinning thinking about the trouble she could get into this afternoon, and in Texas. As she slowed for the red light at 13th Street, then came to a stop in the center lane, the other two were both turn lanes.

A Tahoe pulls up next to her on the right, the guy rolls his heavily tinted window down. "Ah, ma'am, you're a bit overexposed there." The police officer tells her.

She just giggles and pulls the front flap over her exposed nipple. "I am headed to the beach, and I didn't see a need to put my top on. Seeing how I am just going to take this off as soon as I get there," she winked at him, knowing she just pulled the flap off her other boob, exposing most of it.

He just shook his head and turned right onto 13th Ave. She looked down, realizing he knew she wasn't wearing bikini bottoms either. She didn't bother to adjust anything as she continued toward Indian River Drive. Smiling and giving little waves to anyone who happened to look down into the car.

Arriving in the parking lot behind the Tiki Bar, she slipped on the jacket to cover up her boobs as she exiting her car. Heading inside a bit excited feeling her big boobs moving freely under the small bib of the overalls, her nipples rubbing on the edges of the square denim bib. She felt a bit giddy knowing her boobs were free of the bib under the little blazer.

Once inside, she found Tomi at the outdoor bar on the deck, a drink in her hand, overlooking the boats and the waterway. She was sitting between two guys who were chatting her up. Kelly was a bit disappointed to see Tomi in her business suit. It was nowhere near as sexy as the last time they met.

Tomi saw Kelly coming and got up to greet her with a hug, as one of the guys offered her his stool, sliding down to one seat. They looked on intently as Kelly slid up on the stool, keeping her skirt pulled down as best she could. The guys were eyeing her exposed cleavage jiggling from the center of the bib, the rest of her boobs well hidden under the jacket, making them wonder what was under it.

Tomi told Kelly she doesn't have much time, and they needed to order so she could get to class.

Kelly ordered a Bahama Momma and a seafood sampler appetizer, "We can share it, I am here more just to see you!"

Tomi smiled at her, placing her warm hand on Kelly's thigh. Kelly asks, "So you're on your bike today in that skirt, seems a bit tight for a bike!"

Tomi laughs at her, "No, I'm in the Jeep today, did you see the pink one in the parking lot?"

"Why yes, I did, at least you can show off those yummy legs today!" The guys are just listening to the two of them flirting with each other.

"Yeah, I know what you would prefer!" Winking at Kelly, they both laugh as Tomi squeezed Kelly's upper thigh, sliding her hand up and down her soft, smooth, tanned leg.

The girl's lunch arrived fairly quickly, and they picked at it for about thirty minutes, finishing their drinks, making lude comments as the two guys tried to figure out the two of them out.

"So, which one of you guys owns a boat here?" Kelly asks, "I wanna get an all-over tan like Tomi's!"

They both quickly answer, they both do, arguing over who's best for tanning, making the girls laugh.

Tomi finally tells Kelly, "Sorry, I can't stay longer, but I have to chat with my professor before class."

Tomi kisses Kelly on the lips, again running her hand up Kelly's thigh, a bit higher this time, "Sorry, I didn't get to see more of you today." Then giving Kelly a bit longer kiss, sliding her hand even higher under the skirt running a finger through her slit as she leaves.

The guys just watch in awe as Tomi puts her finger in her mouth to taste Kelly's juices as she walks away.

The guy slides over a seat, leaving Kelly sitting between the two guys now. One of them asks her, "Do you have a bikini with you? We can take you out on the boat if you have time."

Kelly just laughs at them, deciding to tease them a bit, "I am meeting another friend in just a bit on her boat down on A1A. And no, I didn't bring a bikini."

"Well, you can wear your bra and panties if you want," the other tells her.

Kelly laughs at them, "Bra and panties, you're assuming I am wearing those."

The guy says, "Well, that's even better."

The other guy asks her, "You're not wearing any panties at all?"

Kelly sips her drink and giggles, "Or bra!" briefly pulling back the right side of her blazer, flashing them most of her bare tanned side boob and hint of her pink nipple.

"Holy Shit Lady!" the guy says, "You got some big pretty boobs, you should come one night for the bikini contest, you would give those college girls a run for their money!"

Kelly laughs at them, "Oh, please, I don't have the body for that kind of stuff, besides, I'm too old." Though she tingles at the idea of all the attention she would get. Thinking Gary did take Tomi's slingshot bikini after her last contest.

"You know," the other guy says, "They don't care if the girls get topless either. Tomi said you liked that kinda thing."

"Oh, did she?" Kelly laughs.

The guy smiles, "Yeah, she told us about your bikinis too! Are they really that tiny?"

Kelly smiles, "And completely see through when it is wet." Watching one of the guys adjusting himself as they chat.

"So does Tomi ever come and do the contests here?"

"She used to, she hasn't in a while, she was a favorite when she did, she doesn't have a typical black girl body, she is slim and has the perkiest nipples I have ever seen on a black girl."

The guy to her left says. "I'm not being racist or anything, I am just stating a fact!"

"Yeah, you should come back Saturday, you can tan on my boat and then hang out for the contest."

The guy on the right says.

"You guys just want to see my old body naked. Give me your cards and we will see." Kelly tells them, squirming a bit, getting excited at the thought.

"Do you guys ever invite your wives to come along when you invite girls to your boats?"

The guy on the left tells her, No wife anymore, but I do bring my daughters. The younger one is still in college, they bring girlfriends sometimes."

Kelly's phone pings in the front pocket of her bib.

"Sorry guys, I've got to go, my other girlfriend is waiting for me," Kelly tells them. As she slides off the stool, she flashes the guy to her left her pink pussy lips, spreading her short legs to reach the floor.

"Here is my card," He hands it to her, and she stuffs it in the front pocket. Kelly gives them just a tiny bit more cleavage to briefly view, not bothering to tug her skirt down, leaving the bottom of her cheeks showing as she prepares to leave.

Kelly heads out onto the boardwalk and down towards the parking lot. After turning the corner and crossing the small dockside parking lot, she slips off her jacket.

Kelly hears a whistle, and turns to see who it was, feeling her boobs jiggling in and out of the bib. She tosses her jacket in the front seat and hops into her car.

"Damn it is so hard to behave," she says out loud exiting the parking lot and then hitting the round-about and on to Indian River Drive. She bounces over the railroad tracks, literally. Passing the hardware store, she slows at the red light, coming to a stop in the right turn lane.

Waiting for cars to clear so she can make her turn, she looks up at a guy in the passenger seat of a big 4x4 truck smiling down at her.

"Nice tits!" He gives her a nod.

She looks down, smiling, "I have been told that before," she reaches up and releases the left latch on the bib. "How's that?" her left boob completely uncovered.

"Damn Lady that's awesome, undo the other one!"

She laughs at him and makes her turn onto A1A. The traffic is light, a bit disappointed that no one else sees her driving down the causeway. She slows, making the left turn into the yacht club parking lot. Looking for a spot and ends up parking on the other side of the lot in front of the office building overlooking the ICW.

She looks around and decides she needs to hook back up before getting out. Knowing she will be showing a bit too much in just the overalls, she doesn't want to put the black jacket back on, it has gotten too hot for that.

She gets out, heading across the parking lot, it is about 300 feet to the dock behind the restaurant. She was feeling incredibly daring in public with her boobs hanging out the sides of the bib, briefly flashing hints of her nipples as her tits sway with each step. There are only a few people, she wasn't sure if any noticed her, but it still excited her to be so daring in public.

Kelly heads down the dock, her heels clicking on the wood as she walks. Two young guys washing the second boat stop what they are doing to watch Kelly walk past, and she gives them an innocent wave. She hears one of them say "fuck me," under his breath.

Kelly finds Lisa on the back of her boat drinking a Guinness, in a rather small pink bikini, but nothing like Kelly's tiny wicked weasels.

"Oh dear, girl, I love your outfit. Did you bring your bikini?" Lisa asks gawking at Kelly's almost bare tits.

"No, I didn't have one in the car, I usually do, but don't today, sorry,"

Kelly says to step onto the rear outboard step of the boat at the water level.

"Do I just climb over?" Kelly asked.

"Just hop your butt up on the cushion and swing your legs over, it's a pain in the ass to open that door," Lisa tells her.

As Kelly swings her legs over, then notices the small door Lisa mentioned that she could have used, Lisa smiles, "Do you ever wear panties?"

Kelly laughs, "Lisa, six months ago, I was the shyest, most modest woman you ever met in your life. I have changed, I no longer care to the point I find it exciting to let it show, and no, I tossed all my panties in the trash and never looked back."

"Oh, lord girl I love it!" Lisa smiles, "Can I get you a drink? And if you don't have a bikini, I guess you will just have to do without."

Kelly laughed at her, "Sure, I'll have what you're drinking, and ah, what about those guys down there?"

Lisa bends over tightening the sting bottom into her ass crack, reaching down to the outside frig and pulls out another Guinness, opening it for Kelly. "Here you go, I can call them down here if that's what you mean?"

Lisa reaches over, releases the right clasp on Kelly's bib, "Girl, I have been waiting to see you all day," the side of the bib drops down exposing her stiff nipple. Smiling at her, Lisa then releases the left hook and lets go. The overalls drop to the deck.

"Well, you're not shy at all, are you?" Kelly says, stepping out of the circle of denim at her feet. "You sure this is ok?"

Lisa leans in kissing her, "I'm fucking positive!"

Kelly leans up against the side of the boat, turning her head, looking down towards the young guys washing the boat. "So, what is this trip I am going on?"

Lisa sits back into the fishing seat, staring at Kelly. "Larry was supposed to go with Trisha and one of the other partners, but a big contract negotiation thing came up, and they can't go. So Larry asked if I would go and work with some potential new clients. Trisha usually hooks them, and the guys feed them drinks and, well, you know how it works."

"So why am I being told to go with you?" she laughed.

Lisa smiles, "While you and Trisha have them in a trance, like I am now, I can do the rest. And well, "Lisa places her hands on top of Kelly's on the rail and leans in to kiss her again, Kelly not resisting. Lisa cups Kelly's left boob and moans. "Oh, those are all real," dropping her lips down to softly kiss her nipple. "Do you understand now?"

Kelly smiles at her, "Yeah, I have never flown before, if that's what you mean?" She winks at Lisa, turning up the beer.

The guys walk up to the boat, "Hey Ms. Caldwell, we are supposed to wash your husband's boat today, we can do it later if that's better."

They both ogle Kelly as she stands there naked, not attempting to cover up. Lisa moves from the chair in front of Kelly to let them see all of her naked body on display.

Lisa smiles, "Why would I mind? Please go ahead, we will just go up to the crow's nest." She goes to frig and bends over like before taking her time to get two more beers, letting the guys check out her ass, knowing they can see the string disappearing into her pussy lips. Lisa handed one to Kelly. "Come on, sweetie!" She heads up the ladder.

Kelly gives the guys a little wave and follows Lisa up, knowing the two guys are watching her ass as she climbs up and the fact anyone else in the marina will be able to see her on the way up.

Once up on the upper deck, the girls lean up against the back of the bench seat watching the young college guys below them. Kelly asks, "Why am I the only one naked?"

Lisa smiles, "Because you didn't strip me like I did you? Spread your feet a bit, I love teasing them!"

Kelly giggles, "Me too! Does Larry let you get naked around them?" Kelly reaches behind her back, untying her top.

Lisa smirks pulling the top over her head tossing it on the console, "Larry likes watching them fuck me."

"Oh, OH, OH my! And he likes it when you do them both?"

"He likes it better when Trisha plays too, sometimes they bring friends if they know she is going to be there!" Lisa grins at Kelly. "I bet they would do that for you too!"

Lisa turns around, facing Kelly, taking her face in her hand, and turns a bit and leans in, kissing Kelly again, slipping her tongue between Kelly's lips. Kelly brings her hands to Lisa's sides and finds the ties to her bottoms and slowly pulls them until the bottoms fall away.

Kelly giggles, looking down at the two guys watching them, pretending to wash the boat. The women walk around to the bench seat to sit in the sun to talk about the trip to Dallas while the guys wash the big fishing yacht.

The girls finish up making plans for the trip, Lisa telling Kelly she is expected to dress as sexy as she did at the party while at the convention, including the flight, "Trisha loves to tease as much as I do, I also enjoy challenging her and now you to push your limits. Not that Trisha has any!" Lisa tells her.

Kelly turns up the beer and tells Lisa, "I'm in and will do my best to be an asset for you and Larry."

After the guys finish washing the boat, they start to leave, stepping off the boat. Kelly asks them, "Can you wait for me? I need to get going, you guys can walk me to my car if you don't mind." She kisses Lisa and grabs her ass before heading down the ladder.

She grabs her overalls and steps off the boat with the two guys helping by holding her hands, then walks most of the way down the dock, letting the two young guys ogle her naked body close up.

She grabs one of their shoulders to steady herself as she steps into the skirt and then latches the straps into place. Most of her big boobs still on display to them from the sides of the bib.

"You know you didn't have to do that, we don't mind!" One of the guys tells her.

She just laughs at them, "You are a bit late telling me that!".

They walk her to her car, opening the driver's door for her as she steps in, leaving one foot on the ground as she sits down. "So, if I want to go on a boat ride and get some sun, you guys can help me out?"

She has their attention with her knees apart as they look down with the open car door, at her pink lips and clit spread open for them to see.

"Oh yes, ma'am, anytime you want!" One of them tells her.

She pulls out one of the husband's business cards and a pen, handing it to them, "Give me a name and number so I can get it touch!"

While he writes, she releases one the latches holding the bib top up, exposing her left boob to them. "I'm thinking I would like to cruise the intercostal waterway, you guys don't mind showing off an old lady do you?"

"Oh no, ma'am, not at all, bring a girlfriend or two if you want!" One of them says.

The other pipes in "or three!" he laughs, as he stares at her pink pussy lips she is showing them.

She winks at them and closes the door, and leaves the parking lot heading home, hitting the interstate hoping to pass a few truckers, a game she has learned to enjoy when she is horny, her left hand teasing her clit as she drives.

****

A few days later on Friday morning Kelly woke up in a horny mood and Gary had already left for work.

She had left the laundry basket on the chair in the bedroom and saw Tomi's Slingshot bikini on top of the pile.

She picked it up and giggled, looking at the tiny patches of material and the stings.

Curious, she held the white string open and stepped up sliding it up her body. It felt like there was nothing to it as she pulled the thin straps to her shoulders. She then adjusted the crotch realize how little there was to cover her pussy. The top two patches almost covered her hard nipples. She giggled, knowing that if her areola relaxes the material will be useless.

Kelly looked at herself in the mirror, "Fuck me, look at you! You little vixen!" Even though there was more string than some of her smallest bikinis, this felt more revealing to her with nothing on her sides or hips.

She giggled to herself and grabbed her car keys, headed toward the door. She smiled, seeing Gary had moved her car to the street so he could get out earlier that morning. She slipped on a pair of flip flops and headed down the driveway.

She felt so naughty being in so little standing in the street, bent over half inside her car hunting for the business card for the guys at the marina.

She heard a car slowing behind her. When she looked back a guy was stopped and staring at her ass. She knew he was seeing more than just her cheeks, and it only added to her excitement. She found the card in the drink holder.

When she turned around, the guy was pointing his phone at her. "Sorry lady but if you're going to show that shit off, I'm recording it!"

Kelly just smiled closing the car door, as she went to walk back up the drive way she realized the two panels over her nipples were now to the sides of her boobs. "Careful, if you jerk off too much to me, you will go blind!"

She laughed and headed up the driveway, tapping out a text to the college guy at the marina. Knowing she was naked from the back except for a string coming out her ass cheeks, along with her side boobs swaying while she walked away, the guy continued to record her.

Text message: "Hey Cory, Hi, it's Kelly, Ms. Caldwell's friend. I know you guys are probably busy today, but do you have a few hours to spare? I'd love to get some sun on the ICW today!"

Cory's text to Kelly: "We got a 26-foot Seabourn waiting on you! What time do you want to go? Our boss is here today, though, is that ok?"

Kelly texted Cory: "45 minutes?"

Cory's text to Kelly: "We will be waiting, no need to wear anything, lol!"

Not even thinking about what she was doing, she grabbed her little purse, a bottle of water, and pulled the front door closed, her keys still in her hand. She headed back towards the street in just the slingshot, pulling the pieces of material back over her nipples.

Kelly loved the naked feeling of Tomi's bikini, no strings around her hips, chest, or behind her neck. Just two narrow pieces of string from her crotch to over her shoulders that turned into one down her back.

As soon as she sat down, the front fell away from her nipples. She just laughed and headed to the marina.

She caught herself speeding several times, trying to hurry to meet up with the guys. She giggled to herself, "Girl you were worried about your boobs showing from the bib a few days ago, today you are going to arrive damn near naked!"

She passed a cop on the causeway and looked down, 67 in the 45 MPH zone, she slowed and looked in the mirror, but he didn't turn around.

Her heart was beating extra fast, she wasn't sure if it was her speeding or the thought of a cop seeing her in the bikini she was not wearing, then thinking about him making her step out of her car on the side of the road.

Ten minutes later and she was parked, looking over the marina at the four guys fueling up a yacht. "Oh my, what would I do with four of them?" She said out loud.

Stepping out of her car and standing up, she adjusted the narrow panels back over her nipples and headed to the ramp from the parking lot to the boat slips. "Yeah you know what to do with four of them you slut, tease them unmercifully!" She giggled.

Again, she felt so naked, even though it had more strings than the bikinis she wears. She could feel her tits swaying completely unsupported and practically bare. Luckily, her nipples were staying hard, the material keeping them mostly covered.

Cory, standing on the deck of the big yacht, looked up, talking to the guy fueling the watercraft. "Would you look at that shit!" That was all he said, looking over the guy's shoulder.

The two other marina staff and the two men on the 45-foot Canton Gradywhite being fueled, turned to look, they stared in amazement at the near-naked Kelly walked toward them on the pier in the minimal white slingshot bikini doing little to conceal her hot body.

Her bare sides, hips and the curves of her waist, her big tits swaying with each step as the inch wide patches of material sliding slowly to the outsides of her boobs. Her slit almost covered by the very tiny patch of thin white material, working its way deeper into her folds.

When she gets to the guys staring at her, she asks, "So Cory, which boat are we going out on?"

They all turned to look at him, one of the older men quickly responding, "This one sweetie!"

Cory laughed, "Well, I was going to take out one of ours, but this one will do, I think!"

Kelly looked down, feeling her bikini top a miss, Oh my goodness, I seem to have slipped free again!" Pulling one of the small strips of material back over her exposed nipple, leaving the other about to fall away when it was ready.

The old man was telling her, "The five of us would love to take you for a boat ride today, off shore where there are fewer boaters maybe?"

Kelly winks at Cory, "I don't mind voyeurs, what about up to Miami River and the ICW, maybe a stop for lunch on the way?"

Cory realizes she is more of an exhibitionist than Lisa Caldwell, she is definitely wearing one of the tiniest, most revealing bikinis he had ever seen on a woman at the marina.

The older men invite her on board telling her to make herself at home. Taking her hand to help her aboard. Smiling seeing her bare ass and no tan lines, the narrow white string coming up from between her cheeks continuing up her bare back and over her shoulders.

One of the men telling the other, "Damn she should just be naked with what she is wearing!"

Kelly hears him and says, "Well, we are still in the marina." She giggles, heading to the bow of the large boat.

They all watch her bare round shapely ass wiggling up the side of the boat and disappearing around the cabin. Amazed at the display of her ample bare side boobs.

Kelly takes a seat and waits for the guys to finish fueling the boat. Making her self comfortable on the large soft cushions on the bow, she adjusts her slingshot bikini, if only temporarily, to cover up her nipples and smooth pussy.

She hears the boat's engine fire up, the guys chatting above her looking down at her bronze body on display.

The old men come to the bow to join her, taking a seat on each side, handing her a Modelo beer. "the guys are going to captain the boat today, so you just enjoy the sun and let us know if you need anything! Oh, we know you are Kelly, I'm Coleman, and this is Randolph. we are happy and quite impressed you are joining us today!"

She giggles and smiles at them. "Well, I was planning on working on my all-over tan with Cory today, as you can see, I hate tan lines. I hope you don't mind? You know, after we leave the marina of course."

Coleman laughs and jokingly says, "Well, your friend Lisa has left the marina before in less than you are wearing before, so feel free!"

The other marina guy comes up on the bow to pull the line while they are chatting. Cory is on the pier about to untie the boat.

Kelly cuts her eyes at him, then to two guys she is chatting with. "Can I help do that?" She asks him, as he tries not to stare at her.

"Sure, I would love your help!" While he loosens the rope from the cleat to pull it in after Cory unties it from the dock.

Kelly set her beer down and slid off the cushion, the old men just watched her.

Taking the rope from the guy, she leans over a bit, Cory looks up, smiling at her. Her big boobs hang free of the bikini top while she is pulling the soft braided rope through the hole in bow.

Dropping the rope on the deck, she turns around, "How did I do?" She giggles, the strings and two patches of material resting to the sides of her boobs.

The guy tells her, "Best looking deck hand I have seen in a long time!"

Kelly giggles knowingly, he is staring at her bare breasts, "Here, just go stow this, it is useless!" Pulling the two strings off her shoulders and then stepping out of the bikini.

"Yes, ma'am!" He takes it from her, ogling her now completely naked body.

"And don't lose it, I'll need something to wear if we stop for lunch!" She giggles.

"You would seriously wear that if we stopped for lunch?" Randolph asks her.

She cuts her eyes at him, "Do you think they would let me in without it? Your call!" Kelly picks up her beer, taking a sip. She looks up and gives Cory and the guy captaining the boat a wave. Then sits back on the cushion to get sun with her knees apart.

The two men watch the deck hand carrying Kelly's only cover towards the back of the boat as the boat's Captain slowly moves the yacht along the waterway toward the ICW. Then heads South toward the Miami River.

The guy returns with three more beers and hands them out, taking the empties, again trying not to stare at Kelly's nude body. She has no shame lying there with her thighs spread a bit more to tan her inner thighs.

The boat moves slowly South along the no-wake zone as Kelly waves in return to yells and horn blasts. Standing and posing occasionally for phones and cameras pointed at her.

"Damn girl, you love showing that thing off don't you?" Coleman laughed and then sipped his beer.

"Is it ok, I can sit down if you want me to?" She gave him an evil grin.

"Oh hell no, you are fucking gorgeous, you be you!" He replied. "So, how do you know our friend Lisa?"

"Well, short story, I volunteered to go with her and Trisha to Dallas. have you met her yet? I haven't." Drinking her beer, giving a few guys on a whaler a wave, leaning against the side of the boat, the gunwale hitting about mid-thigh.

Randolph asks, "We see that big rock on your finger. I am guessing you are married. Who is the lucky bastard? And does he not care about your exhibitions like this?"

"Yeah, quite happily, my husband is the one who volunteered me. And yeah, he loves the new Kelly. I used to be a bit of a prude not long ago. Guess you could say I came out, out of my shell and my clothes!" She laughed.

"Well, that's a good thing because you look incredible without them!" Coleman smiles at her.

"Oh hell, I just realized who you are, you are Gary's wife! Larry told me he had a hotie going with his wife to Dallas!" Randolph laughs, looking her over again.

"Busted, you know my husband, then?" She asks

"Oh yeah, we both do, awesome guy, good businessman. We might have to do a bit more business with him now that we know the secret weapon!" Coleman smiles at her.

"Yeah, especially if she likes to go on occasional boat rides with us. You make for some incredible eye candy, young lady!" Randolph tells her.

"I might be able to do that, I got a few girl friends that like boat rides too if you guys like eye candy!" Kelly grinned.

"The more the merrier, especially if they are half as beautiful as you!" Coleman told her.

"And they like to be naked too?" Kelly grinned.

"Especially if they don't like to wear anything! A ride to Key West might be in order! Spend a few hours or so at the Bull and Whistle Bar on Duval Street. You would love the third floor!" Coleman assured her.

"The Bull and Whistle?" Kelly asked.

"It is a bar where you can wear what you are wearing now, just can't show up that way, usually," Randolph added.

Kelly giggled at their comments.

It's not long, it seems, and they are leaving the ICW and have slowed heading up an inlet. "Have you ever been up the Miami River?" Randolph asks her.

"No, Sir, not yet. This will be my first time."

"Well, just so you know, there are several spots where people hang out to photograph boats and babes. And you will be a favorite if you stay where you are!" He informs her.

"And where do these pictures show up?" Kelly giggles.

"Everywhere, pictures and videos are on social media sites, and there are a few websites. You would end up on the paid sites with what you are wearing." Coleman grins at her.

The channel narrows quickly as they slow even more, heading upriver. It's not long before Kelly sees the people with expensive cameras scattered along the riverbanks. She smiles at her new companions and then starts to wave as she hears shouts, "hay, over here!"

Kelly is eating up the attention and starts to do a few poses to give the photographers good profiles and frontal views. Then reaches down and opens her phone to her camera, "Would you mind getting a few pictures of me waving at the admirers?"

Randolph is happy to help her out, getting close up and panning views of the shoreline with people watching her.

They had to take their time in the no-wake zone, easing up the river. This allowed Kelly plenty of opportunity to do what she set out to do: show off her naked body to strangers.

By the time they got up to River Cove, where the restaurants were, the floating docks were lined with smaller boats double stacked out in the river.

It was decided to just head back out to the ICW again and head North back toward the marina, especially with the darkening sky as the almost daily early evening storms begin to build.

Even as the large yacht makes it turn in the tight channel, onlookers as calling out to Kelly to look their way, wanting to see all of her, some snapping pictures of the naked beauty.

Kelly continued to wave, blow kisses, and make heart signs with her hands to people until after they re-entered the ICW heading back North.

With clouds building and a lack of sunshine, they retreated to the cabin. Inside, Kelly saw her bikini, more of a pile of strings, lying on the table. "How long before we get back to the marina?" Kelly asked them.

"We seem to be moving a bit faster than we should to beat the rain, I am guessing fifteen to twenty minutes tops," Cory told her as he made them all some kinda coconut and rum boat drink. Now a bit used to Kelly being naked amongst them all, he would still sneak peaks at her incredible body.

It didn't seem to take as long as everyone through it would, could have been Kelly wondering around outside the boat, her big tits jiggling from the choppy water. That was until the yacht made the turn into the protected marina.

Kelly went to the back and asked the guy if he needed help with the ropes. He smiled at her, "Sure, just hop on the dock when Clyde bumps up next to it and hand us the lines. Do you want me to run and grab your bikini first?"

"She giggles at him, "You want me to put it on?"

"No, ma'am, not at all, but you probably should in case there are other guests around!"

Kelly giggled and smiled at him, "Yeah, you might be right, even though it's not like I am covering anything!"

He hurried inside, leaving her standing on the back of the boat, giving anyone looking at the boat slowly swung around in the marina.

"Here you go!" Holding the strings open for her. She giggled, stepping into it and pulling the strings to her shoulders, not bothering to place the patches of material over her nipples.

Cory saw her hop off onto the dock, the guy handing her the rope and dropping it over the cleat, then heading to the bow where he was waiting to toss her the rope to drop over the cleat. He smiled looking at her swaying tits still uncovered. "Damn you look just as sexy with or without that bikini!" Cory tells her.

The men still enjoyed watching her bare back side with the lone string running up from her butt crack to her shoulders. As well as her swaying bare breasts as she gathered her phone and keys.

She gave them all hugs, thanking them for inviting her along to tour the ICW through the Miami area.

Stepping off the yacht onto the dock, she moved the small patches of material over her hard nipples in a frivolous attempt at modesty.

The two older gentlemen walked her down the pier to her car, Kelly still bare-chested as the small wisps of material moved on her large breasts, no longer covering her nipples. Luckily, the rain had stayed just offshore of the beaches, sparing the inside of her car from a soaking.

Randolph told her, "Any time you want to kill time on the water, you just let us know; we don't really do anything around the office." He handed her his business card.

"Well, thank you, I just might do that. I like being able to just be me and not have to worry about superficial things like... what I am wearing!" She laughed, giving them an evil grin and hugs again before slipping into her car.

Randolph asks her, "Gary doesn't mind you traveling the highways wearing so little?"

She smiled up at him, "Sometimes I wear less, and yes, he loves showing me off!" Then she started her car, backed out, and headed towards the exit and onto I-95.

On the way home in the slow-moving, almost bumped-to-bumper evening traffic on I-95, Kelly got a FaceTime call from Gary, as soon as she answered, he tells her, "Well, this answers part of my question!"

Seeing her sorta wearing the revealing white sling shot bikini with the front straps to the sides of her tits. "Did you happen to run into Mr. Coleman from Duke and Duke Brokers today, wearing what you are wearing now?"

Kelly giggled at his question, "Possibly, well I wore it some of the time, but yeah, I went for a boat ride with a couple of old guys and his crew up the ICW for a few hours, why?" Still giggling, watching her husband shaking his head.

"Well, you and I have a dinner date Friday night with Coleman and Randolph to discuss some business opportunities for the firm," he explained.

"Oh, I will look forward to it. What shouldn't I wear?" Kelly laughed, "Oh, never mind I'll wear that tan party dress I wore to the fund raiser a few months back. All the guys seemed to love that one!" Before he could say anything, she hung up the call, giving a truck driver a wave as she pressed on towards home.