Chapter 86

At ten the next morning we were on a plane to Tahoe. We stayed at the B&B and loved it. We went shopping and I bought lots of fun things. We bought clothes for the girls and had them shipped directly to them.

I rented a speed boat for half a day and we went for a boat ride. Crystal wore shorts and a t-shirt when we left the marina. I found an area where no boats were nearby. I opened the jar of yellow and told her to take off the shorts. She looked at me like I was crazed, and she stripped off the shorts. I painted a small triangle over her pussy. Then I had her hold onto the windshield and I drove the boat into the wind until the latex was dry.

I took the t-shirt and painted her tits with small yellow circles, just a bit bigger than her areola. We raced around in the wind and she kept looking at herself.

"What about my ass?"

"If you wore a thong what would be covered?"

"Just where the strings met."

"Then you are as covered as you need to be. Do you know you are beautiful?"

"I know you think so."

"I can and will prove it to you." I aimed the boat at a small marina and in a few minutes I tied the boat at the dock. I handed Crystal ten dollars and said, "Get us a couple diet Cokes, would you please?"

"You aren't going with me?"

"Ok. But you are the customer." We climbed up onto the dock and walked to the small shop in the middle of the dock. We passed three guys fishing. They looked and looked again.

As we got passed them Crystal said, "They're watching my bare ass!"

"Yup." At the store I let Crystal go in first. I waited almost a minute before I went in. Crystal was surrounded by five guys, six if you count the guy who was behind the counter.

An older guy, gray hair, beard, fishing clothes said, "Lady, all you have on is paint!"

Crystal looked at him and said, "You don't approve?"

"Fuck, yes I approve! Never seen anything like it."

I spoke. "Gentlemen, my lady has a self-esteem issue. She doesn't think anyone could be turned on by an old woman like her. If you would, show her she's wrong."

The older guy smiled and said, "Don't mind the gray clouds, the lightning still works." He unzipped and showed a good hard cock surrounded by gray hair. The others all hauled their equipment into view and she saw six hard cocks around her.

"Are you convinced that you are beautiful yet?" The old guy asked.

"I must be beautiful. I thought I was old."

"Wait thirty years then think maybe you're getting old. Not now, when every man you see wants you."

"Thank you gentlemen. What does she owe you for the beverages?"

"Nothing! And anytime you come back you can have anything in the store." The man behind the counter said. His hard cock rested on the counter.

The old guy added, "Including any or all of us!"

I reached for Crystal and she came to me as we left the store she said, "Thanks guys. You've made my day."

I was surprised when none of the boats in the marina followed us. I had rented the boat for four hours. Along with the latex I had liberally applied sun screen. After two and a half hours on the lake we took the boat back. I carried Crystal's clothes and she walked the length of the dock, in and around the inside of their store and then back to our rental car. When we got back to the B&B Crystal put on her t-shirt to go inside.

"Did you get to see the excitement over at the lake?" The lady asked.

"What excitement?"

"Seems there is a naked woman going round in a speed boat wearing only paint!"

Crystal lifted the t-shirt and asked, "What color paint?"

When the woman could finally speak she said, "Yellow." A few seconds later she said, "God damn lady, you're beautiful!"

"Thanks."

Later that evening we flew back into LAX. Crystal didn't want me to peel off the paint so she wore it instead of underwear on the trip home. At home I peeled it off of her while we talked about what John's reaction would have been if he saw her on the dock in yellow paint.

"He would scream nasty things at me and never forgive me."

"He is going to be pretty nasty to you this week, isn't he?"

"Probably. I don't care any more. Nick came back."

"We need to play the game until escrow closes. I like the house and I want us to live here. You Ok with that?"

She frowned. "He'll fight me for the girls."

"We'll win. The courts want children to stay with their mothers. I can show that I can take better care of them and you financially."

She cooked on Sunday afternoon. She made four wonderful dinners for me and put them in the fridge. While she cooked I bugged her purse. She made a fifth dinner, for me to eat while we waited for her husband to pick her up.