Para-sailing and the wetsuit first
From Torg Adventure
Jimmy thought for only a second before saying, "I'd really like the para-sailing. Hang on a sec. I'll be right back." He left to find the bathroom.
While he was occupied, Jenny went to the desk and called the bar hosting the bikini contest, putting herself on the list of contestants. The contest didn't start until six o'clock, so they had all day.
Jimmy returned after she hung up. They headed out to the dock.
At the dock, they found two instructors, a man and a woman. "Good morning! What are you here for? Water-skiing lessons? Para-sailing? Perhaps a little fishing or snorkeling?" the tan, buff twenty-something man said. He was wearing a life jacket and board shorts. His rakish sun-bleached hair waved in the sea breeze. Jenny smiled at him.
The woman was also tan and very fit, her dark hair pulled back in a pony tail. Her life jacket pushed her ample tits up almost like a bustier. She was wearing a pink bikini underneath; her legs were well-sculpted from swimming and a mile long. Jimmy grinned at her.
"Para-sailing lessons, please? We saw the brochure at the hotel," Jenny spoke up.
"Excellent!" they both said in unison. "Let's get you both started," the man said. "First of all, I'm Frank and this is Becky."
"I'm Jimmy and this is Jenny."
"Great," Becky said. "Let's get you into wet suits."
They led the couple back to the shack next to the dock, Frank holding the door for the rest. Once inside, Jimmy saw hooks with several wet suits hanging on them. Frank and Becky each grab a suit, and Becky handed hers to Jimmy.
As you put it on, Becky helped him when it got more difficult. Her fingers surreptitiously caressed his skin as she assisted. Jenny took off her sundress, revealing her eye-popping bikini, and Frank helped Jenny in the same way, his hands smoothing the neoprene rubber to her shapely body. Jimmy watched with one eye and the other eye on Becky, secretly jealous of Frank's attention to his sister and simultaneously turned on by both his sister and the sexy Becky. When they were finished, Jimmy looked at his sister and almost wolf-whistled at her. Though her suit was thicker than the bikini, it made her look very sexy.
The life vests fit snugly over the wet suits. The four left the shack and headed back out to the speedboat.
"Now, you're both good swimmers, right? I don't want to have to call the ambulance to get you," Frank warned with a joking tone.
"Yes," Jimmy and Jenny replied together.
They spent ten minutes explaining techniques and safety procedures, before setting up Jimmy at the end of the dock with the para-sail and the winch line leading to the boat. Jenny was in the boat.
Frank gunned the engine and engaged the winch as he let the boat break loose fast.
What happens next?
