"It's ok." Ron said as he turned to look out the window. "Wow, this is really cool, you can see right to the ocean floor."

"Really? Can I see?" Beth leaned over across Ron's lap, placing her left hand near his knee, and her right hand on the middle of his left thigh. Ron was forced to lean back to allow her to peer out the small window. Beth could feel her dress fall away from her body, and she suspected Ron was getting a clear shot of most of each breast.

The magazine covering Ron's hard-on was slipping further and further across his lap. He was concerned his bulging...