When I first was invited to lecture at a scientific conference in the Caribbean, I assumed that it would be just another boring research meeting. But since the location was desirable, I agreed to go, and hoped to enjoy the screnery. It turned out to be better than I anticipated. During the welcoming dinner, I spotted a gorgeous blond woman from California. She had an innocent but seductive face, long soft hair, beautifully rounded hips, and stunning breasts that could not be hidden. Diane was not only gorgeous, she was intelligent and witty, and had a soft and gentle manner. We hit it off immediately, and had several conversations, starting with scientific matters and then becoming more personal. Diane often held my gaze just slighty longer than normal. By the end of the second day, we had loosened up a lot. Seeing her in a skimpy, tight bathing suit hardened more than my resolve. This was enchanced that afternoon as she left the lecture room; she moved past me and deliberately brushed her breasts across my arm, raising her eyebrows slightly.
I knew it was only a matter of time before the electricity produced sparks, but the way it happened was better than any fantasy. Our hosts had graciously arranged a boat cruise after dinner. We already had enjoy a good wine, which was later complemented by a few rum punches. On the boat, more punch was available, along with calypso music and a beautiful tropical breeze. The music was hypnotic. Diane looked absolutely smashing in a tight wraparound dress of silky slippery material that clung to every outline of her body, especially her breasts and nipples. After a rum punch, I looked around for Diane, but couldn’t find her. I wandered past the stairway to the upper deck and saw her standing near the railing.