The Sailing Trip (Lunch Disaster) (Part IV The Desert Island Adventure) (Part 2)

A Story by NigellaStory1

.The Sailing Trip (Lunch Disaster) (Part IV: The Desert Island Adventure) (Part 2):

While Karen and Emma were exploring the island, back on board the yacht, things were really getting steamy!

Andrea and Michelle had stripped off and were now in bed together. The bed creaked and rocked, banging against the wall as both women really went for it.

Andrea squealed!

Michelle panted!

After a few moments they eventually stopped.

"Oh My! That was REALLY Good!" exclaimed Michelle.

"Well you HAVE been working extremely hard lately Michelle!" replied Andrea as she got off Michelle, picked up her clothes, got into her skirt and pulled it up. "You really should try and take more time out for yourself occasionally!"

"I know that Andrea but I really need to keep an eye on everything!" Michelle said.

"What you need is a break!"

Michelle thought about this for a second and nodded.

"Yes I think you're right." she said, getting out of bed. "It's time I tried to slow down a bit."

"By the way Michelle. I've been meaning to ask you, have you ever noticed that you stink?!"

Michelle blushed a little.

"I know." she said rather sadly after a few moments. "But I can't help it. Every woman in my family has had this particular problem."

"Really?" Andrea asked, now curious.

"Yes. It was especially bad with my mother. She was an extremely hard worker too. She'd always break out in sweats and I'll tell you something Andrea, the smell from her was absolutely awful!"

Hearing this, Andrea couldn't help but lower her head in sympathy.

"I'm sorry." she said, noticing tears in Michelle's eyes. "I didn't mean to upset you. That must be an awful problem to have to deal with."

Michelle wiped a tear out of her eyes and then smiled at Andrea.

"You're a good woman Andrea." she said. "Karen's very lucky to have a partner like you."

"And you're very lucky to have Emma as a partner.Girl power! Eh?!" Andrea remarked.

Both women laughed at this as they high-fived each other.

"Now then." Michelle said. "I think we'd better go and have a look at this island before Karen and Emma begin to wonder where on earth we are!"

"Yes. The water's shallow enough to wade ashore so we shouldn't have any problems getting there!" replied Andrea.

"Right then. You go get the liferaft and I'll joinyou in a few minutes."

About five minutes later, they were both in the liferaft heading for the shore.

As they landed on the shore, Karen and Emma came out to meet them.

"Where were you two?!" asked Karen, arms folded.

"We had some important stuff to sort out and Michelle needed my help." replied Andrea rather casually.

There was a brief silence for a few minutes. Andrea then said, "So what's been going on around here then?!"

"Well we both had a bath and washed and then we set out to explore the island before meeting you two." replied Karen.

"Oh really? Is there a spring around here?" asked Michelle.

"Yes it;s just over that way." Emma replied poining towards the watefall.

"Well then. Let's go and get ourselves cleaned up and maybe then we can try and find some food for lunch."

With that, all four women headed off towards the deepest parts of the island.

Later on that evening, Andrea and Emma were sitting around a campfire on the beach together. Michelle and Karen had gone back to the yacht to make sure that everything was safe and secured. As they sat watching the flames, Emma noticed that there was a full moon.

"Isn't it absolutely beautiful here Andrea?" she asked as she lay back on the warm sand.

"Yes it is indeed." replied Andrea. "I've never seen such a beautiful place before. It's almost like something out of paradise."

"That was some storm we encountered earlier today wasn't it?" Emma remarked.

"Yes it was indeed. " said Andrea. "You know, it reminded me of an old television advert I saw once. That was set on a yacht and the family in that advert went through exactly the same kind of situation that we were in earlier today."

"I think I know the one you're talking about, Andrea." said Emma. "Was that the one where the husband made his wife spill her drink all down her front?"

Andrea nodded.

"Yes that was the one. I seemed to recall that eggs were involved as well."

"And the daughter was blonde wasn't she? Didn't she get a desert in her lap or something?" Emma asked.

"That's right." replied Andrea. "That storm was kind of art-imitating-life you could say."

Just then Michelle and Karen returned from the yacht.

"How's the yacht?" asked Emma.

"She's fine. Everything seems to be okay." replied Michelle.

With that, all four women sat around the campfire for a long while before finally nodding off to sleep in four sleeping bags that they'd brought from the yacht with them