Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (05) Plain Sailing (Part 09) Sunday
Victoria parked the car on the Lutchford’s drive and they both got out.
“Ok Victoria” he said and smiled,
“You look lovely by the way, I should have mentioned that before”
“Thank you” she said and blushed
“How are you feeling?” he asked
“I’m a bit nervous to be honest” she admitted “As I said I’ve never sailed before”
“Well just put yourself in my hands” he said
“I will when the opportunity presents itself” Vic said inside her head
“I’m very experienced” he continued
Victoria’s imagination began to run amuck about being in his experienced hands but her imaginings had nothing whatsoever to do with sailing.
They walked down the path from the car and then along the jetty and Jeff climbed down into a small single sail Dinghy and then he took Victoria’s hand to help her step in.
“Come aboard” he said
“Aye, Aye captain” she replied and gave him a salute.
“Excellent salute shipmate, you can be my first mate”
“Yes please” she thought
“Can you swim?” he asked
“I thought we were going sailing” she said and laughed nervously
“If you’re nervous you can wear this” he said as he offered her a bright yellow buoyancy aid.
Victoria looked at it and its unflattering, unfeminine shape and decided that drowning would be preferable to wearing something that would give her the shape of the Michelin man.
Now she had finally got him on her own she was not prepared to present him with a shapeless silhouette.
“I’m a strong swimmer but if I do fall in you can rescue me” she said
It was a beautiful bright afternoon, the sun was hot and the breeze was quite stiff and she watched him deftly handle the boat getting the most out of the breeze until they were racing along.
Victoria had never been sailing before and nor had she ever been out on Teardrop Lake in any kind of vessel and the lakeside scenery was spectacular.
It was quite exhilarating with the wind blowing through her red hair and the spray cooling her face, and of course a gorgeous man at the tiller, that was even more pleasing to the eye than the scenery.
She really liked the latter even though they were at opposite ends of the boat but after about thirty minutes he called to her
“Are you having fun?”
“Yes it’s great”
“Well come down here and you can have a go?” he asked
“Can I?” she replied excitedly
Although the dinghy was small it was still of sufficient size to enable both of them to sit at the stern.
This meant Jeff could supervise her and give advice and guidance and more importantly from both their points of view it meant there was some bodily contact.
They spent the next two and a half hours out on the water together at the tiller skimming across the shimmering surface until they returned to the Lutchford’s jetty.
Jeff was the first one onto dryland and took Victoria’s hand and helped her out.
“I had a marvellous time” she said
“Me too” he said and suddenly they were face to face in the August sunshine when they were on the brink of a kiss, they both wanted to, but Jeff lost his nerve, fortunately Victoria was desperate to pee so all of a sudden she seized the moment and kissed him.
Jeff secured the dinghy and then Victoria drove him back to his cottage, where they had a long measured farewell kiss before she drove home hell for leather to share her good news with Nerissa.
“Nez!” she called as she walked through the front door
“You’ll never guess what’s happened”
“Nez!” She repeated and then went into the lounge where she found her asleep and snoring in the armchair so she gave her a good shake.
“Wake up sleepy head” she said excitedly “Guess who I’ve been with today and guess who kissed me?”
“You’ve been snogging?” Nez asked rubbing her eyes “Who?”
“That’s not fair, you’ve been snogging Jeff’s face off while I’ve been taking a siesta, you lucky swine” Nez said
“Well if you snooze you lose”