[Joe Kuhl]

My fantasies have often included pools, lakes skinny-dipping and boats. Sadly though, reality has always been a little less intense than fantasy, perhaps because outdoor sex gives you more things to worry about. The image of sparkling clear pool water is very titillating, but it has always been that little bit too cold. And cold water shrinks more than your ambitions. Boats have always been a turn on for me, but harsh reality says that a boat cabin is just a cramped version of your own bedroom.

But once, just once, I managed to get most of the fantasy jigsaw in place. Dorothy and I were on a Hobie Cat on a warm tropical lake. The air was kind and the winds were light. A sailboat is a magical thing, because if you get it sailing on a fixed course with the sails cleated, the sailboat is a machine with no moving parts, yet the whole thing is moving across the water. When we got far enough from land to feel private, we stripped off and sailed nude for a while. She was young and beautiful and I was young and horny, so we started making out and eventually I asked for more.

The trampoline of a Hobie cat is like a big, wide camp bed. The sails were cleated in, so all I had to do was steer the boat. Dorothy lay back on the woven trampoline. I climbed on like an eager missionary, gripped the tiller extension between two toes on my left foot and managed to stabilise it on a fixed course. I was super eager, so penetration was easy and we continued like that for a few minutes with my butt rising and falling to the rhythm of the waves. My erection would fade if I took my mind off the job, so I got very focussed and super intense. When I'm like that, I have a wonderful time, but I can't last.

It wasn't Dorothy's fantasy. Her butt was against the un-cushioned trampoline and she was supporting a bouncing man whose mind was on matters of navigation. Very erotic for me, but not much cop for her. Dorothy's idea of a good time included privacy, a comfortable bed a gentle pre-amble and an attentive, caring lover. I tried to be like that when we returned to the Hotel later that day. I think I succeeded and there was some vocal evidence to support my opinion.