Last summer, my wife and I and another couple we were friends with went kayaking on Lake Michigan.

It started off fantastic, we threw an 18 pack of Molson Canadian beers in my kayak and went out, paddling and drinking amongst other people enjoying their summer vacation from their beach house docks and small boats and paddle boards. It was a warm, sunny day, with sunny blue skies and the water was perfect.

Speaking of perfect, Kyle's wife Julie, was always such a knockout. Light brown hair, a shy, sexy smile, perky C cup tits which looked huge on her petite little frame, and the juiciest, roundest most perfect bubble butt in the world. The running joke in our friends group was always something like "How did Kyle land her?" but of course we never said it directly to him.

Between me and her there was always this unspoken sexual tension. She would catch me checking her out at parties, then I would see her doing the same. But we never acted on it.

About an hour into our kayaking, we stopped at a little mini island which was just big enough to ground our kayaks and rest for a bit. And drink some more beers. That was when we noticed the dark rain clouds start to roll in.

"Oh shit we better get back to shore before it starts pouring." Kyle realized. It was crazy how fast the weather turned. It went from clear blue sky to dark and grey in minutes. We quickly started making our way back to our lake house.

Very soon, all hell let loose from the sky. It was a torrential down pour. The mood turned from laughter to 'we might actually be in trouble if we don't make it back before the lightning hits.'

Julie was lagging behind. Like I said she was petite, short, and not really athletic, so it was understandable that she didn't have the greatest rowing power. What annoyed me was Kyle didn't slow down to check on her. He just kept going like it was every man for himself, and soon pulled so far ahead that he was out of sight! My wife was also in pretty good shape, and she kept going too. It was mass chaos in the storm as the thunder started clapping overhead, but still I thought they were acting super selfish. I was the only one who stayed back to make sure Julie was okay.

She tried to wave me on like 'go ahead, I'll be okay' but I refused. We had left our phones at the lake house for obvious reasons, and I was really concerned about leaving someone behind. It was ingrained in me from my military days I guess.

I went back to where Julie was and she told me her kayak was filling up with rain water and she was starting to get pretty scared. We both could swim but we were worried what would happen if lightning started striking the lake and we were in the water. We seemed to be the last ones out there, everyone else from earlier must have fled to shelter by now.

All of a sudden, her kayak flipped and she was in the water. 'Julie!' I yelled, and I ended up losing my balance and tipping my kayak too. I remember seeing the full beer cans floating away and was like 'fuck that sucks but that doesn't matter any more.'

By sheer luck, or the grace of god, this guy on a dock saw us, and started waving us in to shore. We were treading water, holding our kayaks and paddles, but totally getting beat up by the storm.

'Come on, come on!' he yelled out. This guy totally saved us. He and his teenage son were out there getting soaked in the rain, and helped us pull our kayaks out of the water and onto the dock. Then he invited us in his lake house and told us we could wait out the storm in there.

It was super lucky, and I really appreciate him to this day.

We were sort of in shock, like holy shit. We have no phones- are Kyle and Melissa okay? Why didn't they stop? How are we getting back? It all boiled down to , we just have to wait until the storm is over and then figure it out from there.

Meanwhile- here me and her are, half drunk, fully soaked, adrenaline pumping. The guy who saved us introduced himself as Jim and then he told us: grab some towels from the bathroom, it's that way. He was super nice. He told us him and his son had to go back out to the dock to finish tying down their jet skies or whatever. It was very trusting of him to let these two strangers in his lake house but for some reason he did.

We went to the bathroom down the hall and found the towels. Julie was in a dark t shirt, with her bikini underneath. She took her sopping wet shirt off right in front of me and I was looking at her amazing tits in her Corona bikini top. I know she could see how turned on I was. I was drying myself off too and as we talked about how crazy the whole situation was, she was peeking at my abs and chest as I toweled myself off. We were laughing, a little nervous, but sort of excited that this rare situation was upon us. She thanked me over and over for staying back for her and 'saving her.' The last words we spoke were something like, 'I guess we just have to wait till the storm is over and then figure out how to get back.'

She unbuttoned and unzipped her jean shorts, pulling them down so she was just in her bikini now, and I couldn't take it any more. Heart pounding, I moved in and kissed her. Her wet body felt so good against mine and I could feel her heart was pounding too. I palmed her ass like I had always wanted to and caressed her round apple ass cheeks. We kissed for a while and she untied her top, letting the two corona logos fall on the little bath mat on the floor. Her bare breasts were amazing. They didn't sag a bit, just sat up, nipples at attention. She was rubbing my rock hard erection through my swimming trunks as we kissed. "I've wanted this for soo long.." she murmured.

We were dizzy, from the strorm, the beers, everything. We knew we were wrong for this but I think we both figured we could just blame it on the alcohol-or never talk about it again. In the moment, we did not care.

She crouched, pulling my trunks down and gasping as my hard cock flopped out and almost hit her in the face. She began blowing me immediately, excitedly, and I caressed her head and played with the nipples on her huge breasts as I groaned lightly and she continued slobbering with an occasional 'Mmmmm.'

Next she pushed me down on the toilet seat, it was closed and had one of those furry covers on it. I sat there with my cock pointed at the ceiling while she quickly undid her bikini bottom and turned away from me.

Oh my god I couldn't believe it as she lowered that perfect ass onto my lap, sliding my pole into her wet ass pussy. She bounced on it, rode it like there was no tomorrow, basically twerking on me. I didn't know if Jim was still out on the dock or not but if he was anywhere near the bathroom door, all he would have heard was her ass cheeks clapping on my lap, with wet slapping sounds and grunts and moans of pleasure. We were in heaven, and I hoped the storm outside would last forever.

"Just don't come inside me" she said. It was as if it almost wasn't cheating as long as I didn't do that. "Okay." I replied as we changed positions. I knew this might be my one and only chance at this so I just had to finish her off doggy style. We fumbled down to the floor, knees on the bath mat in the small bathroom, and I slid my slippery cock in her from behind again. I pounded her like there was no tomorrow, pulling her hair, which she loved. I got the feeling her and Kyle's love life was pretty vanilla, so getting rough fucked was making her go crazy. She came on my cock with quivering legs, and a loud moan that Jim was sure to have heard, but whatever. His son was probably trying to listen, too.

I didn't have long to go, and my back shots ascended with speed to a crescendo until my volcano was about to erupt. I pulled it out at the last second possible, and BLASTED my cum all over her back, stroking with my hand to get out every drop.

It was so incredible. It took us a while to catch our breath and clean up but we put our damp clothes back on, and wrapped ourselves up in the towels.

"Kyle can never know." she said to me, concerned.

"Melissa either." I said.

The storm eventually passed and the rain stopped, so we thanked Jim for his kindness, and were able to kayak all the way back to the lake house, where Kyle and Melissa were waiting, worried about us.

We never spoke about it again, however, I will never forget it. And I doubt she will, either.