Sunday morning breakfast was usually a quiet time for my wife and me. An extra hour of sleep, some freshly ground coffee in the French press and a muffin or an omelet instead of a bowl of cereal made it a little more special. That’s why I was surprised when my wife looked across the table at me and asked “Ed, what is your best sexual fantasy? And don’t say you don’t know or you don’t have one because everybody has at least one and they are very clear about what it is.”
“Well…” I hesitated and finally admitted that I had always wanted to have sex with an Asian woman. “Of course I’ve also wondered what it would be like to be with two women at the same time. Is there a point to this question or are you just curious?”
“There is a point” she replied. “I don’t want you to take this the wrong way but you must realize that our sex life has cooled since we first met. I’m not complaining mind you but we’re like comfortable chairs that we’ve gotten used to and I’ve been thinking that we’re both turning 50 this year and I wouldn’t want you to feel like you had missed out on something exciting that you want to do while you’re still young enough to enjoy it.”
“Since you brought this up, do you have some ideas about reinvigorating our sex life?”
“Actually, I do. It’s not exactly a well thought out plan yet but I’ve considered a few things and done some research on the Internet and there are some possibilities that I would like to talk to you about.”
“OK, I’m always ready to listen to suggestions. In this case, I’m rather intrigued to hear what you have to propose.”
“I explored the usual things, porn movies, toys, swingers clubs, going to a sex club in Las Vegas and while I haven’t completely ruled out making some of those activities part of our life, I felt like there should be something more appealing and less intimidating to jump start this experiment. But first I had to be sure you were OK with this and that you didn’t think I was having a middle aged crisis or just going crazy. I still love you every bit as much as I always have and I wouldn’t want to do anything to mess up our relationship at this point. I really need you to understand that I think this can be a lot of fun for both of us. It scares me a little bit to think of turning 50. That’s the time when so many marriages get into trouble and somebody ends up having an affair or runs off to ‘find themselves’ and I don’t want that to happen to us.”
“Even though I’m surprised by this, I do get what you’re saying and I’m willing to try something as long as we’re both comfortable with it and it doesn’t wreck our marriage. I love you very much and I appreciate the risk you’ve taken to even bring this up. Now, what else have you considered?”
“When mother died last year she had a life insurance policy worth half a million dollars with me and my sister Marsha as beneficiaries. My half of the money has just been sitting in CDs at the bank and some of them are due to mature soon. What do you think about going on a really nice cruise?”
“You mean they have some sort of sex cruises for swingers or singles that have orgies instead of shuffleboard for entertainment?”
“Well actually they do have those but I don’t think that’s the best way to begin. I was thinking we could each find somebody that could fulfill our fantasy and spend a week indulging it while we visit places we’ve never been before. In and out of bed.”
“I’m not sure exactly how that would work. Are you talking about us staying in one cabin and having our fantasy partners down the hall so we could just trot off to them whenever we wanted to?”
“No. I think that would inhibit us. That could get the jealousy thing going if things didn’t work out for one of us the way we expected. It would also be unfair to our partners to make them feel like they were just sex toys that we could switch on an off as we felt like it. I think it would be best if we each go on our own cruise. That way we could be totally selfish and do only what we want without worrying about what the other one was feeling.”
“OK, I agree that would be a more prudent approach. Have you given any thought to where you want to go and more importantly, how you’re going to find these people to be our fantasy partners?”
“I have. There are web sites where young men and women advertise their availability for unorthodox arrangements in order to finance their college educations. I’ve looked at some of these sites and I’m sure we could find some willing participants that would jump at the chance to take a nice cruise and pick up some extra tuition money in exchange for doing what they’d be doing anyway with somebody else. This way it wouldn’t seem like just hiring a prostitute; we’d be contributing to someone’s education.”
“Well that does sound like a more genteel way to proceed. Do you really think we could find somebody that was nice but could also be a fantasy lover?”
“Ed, the internet is a wonderland of possibilities. We could post an advertisement and see what kind of response we get. We would of course have anybody who responds thoroughly checked out before proceeding with an interview and committing to accepting them. Jerry across the street is a lieutenant on the police force. I’m sure he would check somebody out for us if we tell him we’re thinking about hiring somebody to work for us as an assistant.”
We headed off to my office and Linda showed me some of the web sites she had seen. One of them had pictures and bios of very nice looking young people most of whom were looking for a long term ‘room and board’ type of situation with the implication that sexual activities would be included. I figured some of them might be amendable to a short term arrangement if the incentive was enticing enough. We each sent emails to about a half dozen prospects and then posted our own advertisements with carefully worded descriptions of what we were looking for.
We discussed the details of the cruise and what we were willing to spend on each of our companions. It was decided that the cruises should be from the same port and should depart and return on the same days. This way we could travel together to get there and return home. Besides paying for our partners’ travel, we agreed on a base of $300 per day with the possibility of a bonus if warranted. This would give our companions over $2,000 to further their educational pursuits. As I thought about what we were doing through the rest of the day I have to admit I was becoming more enthusiastic about the idea. That night I was noticeably more turned on than I had been in some time and Linda and I had a hot sex session before we went to sleep.
“It looks like you’re responding to my suggestion already Ed.” She said as she turned out the light. She was right. I dreamed a very sexual dream and woke up in the morning with a hard-on.
I slid over and put my arms around her. I pressed my cock into her ass crack and kissed the back of her neck. I lifted her leg up with my left hand and slipped my cock between her legs and began playing with her clit with my fingers. I could feel her slit begin to get wet and it wasn’t long until I pulled her ass cheek up enough to insert the tip of my hard cock into her moist opening. With each movement my cock slid deeper into her pussy. When I was able to stroke in and out to my full length, I fondled her tit and gently pinched her nipple. She began to moan softly as the tempo of my strokes increased. I pushed her over onto her stomach and lay completely on her back and began to fuck her vigorously. After a couple of minutes I felt my balls begin to churn and then released several strong bursts of hot cum into her as she pushed back against me and squeezed my cock to milk out every drop.
“Ummmh, that was fantastic. You really are starting to get into the spirit of things.”
“I still enjoy making love with you even without fantasies.” I replied.
We showered and had breakfast and then went to the computer to see if anybody had sent a reply to our contacts and ads. I didn’t expect anybody to have responded in just one day so I was shocked to see over 20 emails in my in-box. There was an equal number in Linda’s. We spent the next hour reading through the replies and eliminated most for various reasons and each of us ended up with 3 that we wanted to follow up on. We decided to send an email to our picks informing them that we were considering them for the next step and would be in touch by the next Friday with further details.
“I guess we’d better go see what cruises are available. It looks like this is really going to happen.”
We began searching for cruises and decided on Ft. Lauderdale as our port since it seemed to have the most options. We found the perfect itineraries. Seven days with one going to the western Caribbean and one going to the eastern Caribbean. That way we would not be going to the same places. We picked a date toward the end of January since that would give us plenty of time to get everything together and would be a great time of the year to go since it would get us out of the cold weather where we live. We booked grand suites with balconies because they both included concierge service that provided a lot of extra amenities. I told Linda she could pick the one she wanted and I would take the other one. They were on different cruise lines so we could exchange opinions about them when we got back.
During the next week we received close to a hundred responses and by Thursday night we had narrowed our selections down to 10 each. We sent emails to the ones selected which detailed the next step in the process. They were advised of the time of the cruise, the requirements to sail such as having a valid passport and suitable evening attire including a formal gown or tuxedo. They were asked to respond quickly so that we could pick the 3 finalists that would then meet with us for an in person interview. By Friday night, 8 of the men and 6 of the women had informed us they wanted to be interviewed and were excited about the prospect of going.
Because most of the candidates lived in places that were not close by we decided to conduct the initial interviews using Skype. This would be fair to everyone and not interrupt schedules due to traveling here to see us in person. If the selections got down to just two, we could do in-person interviews if necessary. We agreed that we both would be present for each interview but whoever was not doing the choosing would be a silent observer in order to give a second opinion.
We made a list of questions that we would ask everyone and give each person a score on them. We would end with asking each candidate why they thought they would be the ideal person to fulfill our sexual fantasy. Linda added a question for the women I hadn’t thought about: Will you be having your period on any day during the cruise? I added two additional requirements for my partner: no tattoos and no pubic hair. Finally, each person would be allowed to ask us questions.
It took about 4 days to conduct all of the interviews. They all went quite well and each person seemed very suitable to the task. It was actually pretty difficult for each of us to pick a winner. Linda was more definite about her choice than I was. His name was Bradley Stevens and he was a second year law student at a well-known law school and didn’t have much time for a steady girl friend so a week of sex on the high seas was something he could really use. He was nice looking, in great physical shape and was sexually well endowed.
When he stood up and dropped his pants to show Linda his penis as an answer to one of her questions, I could hear the quick intake of her breath and knew she liked what she saw. He was also black. This might have surprised me since we hadn’t really discussed what her sexual fantasy was for this cruise but it was apparent that she wanted somebody completely different for this experience. From the look of him, I’d say she was definitely going to get it.
I was a little more indecisive regarding my choice. I was trying to make up my mind between two delightful young ladies. One was from California but her parents were from Vietnam. She was graduating from a university in June with a business degree and wanted to get an MBA but was having trouble finding the financing. Her parents were just about tapped out from paying for her schooling up to now and she didn’t want to have to stop and get a job now to save money for later. In the looks department she was everything I could have hoped for. Pretty, exotic, poised, sexually uninhibited but still somewhat reserved in her demeanor.
The other woman lived in Miami. A big plus since it wouldn’t cost anything to get her to Ft. Lauderdale for the cruise. Her name was Kealani and she had been born and raised in Hawaii. Her father was a native Hawaiian and her mother was Japanese. She was discovered by a photographer on the beach in Oahu and had been a professional model since she was 18. She was now 27 and had managed to get a college degree by taking courses in several schools between modeling jobs. She knew she wanted to do something once her modeling career was over so she had decided to become a physical therapist and was making plans to attend the University of Miami next year. She too needed help financially to pay for tuition. Beautiful, tall (5′ 8), exotic, sophisticated, perfect figure, she said she loved having sex and liked girls almost as much as she liked men. Her answer to the question about why she thought she would be my ideal fantasy girl was ‘I’ve spent my entire adult life being a fantasy for men.’
Linda helped me make up my mind when she told me that if I didn’t choose Kealani, she would. I really believed she meant it. I briefly thought about making this a threesome but decided that could wait for another time. To each his or her own on this trip.
We sent emails to everyone thanking them for their participation and telling them we would keep them in mind in case we decided to do this again sometime. We told Brad and Kealani they had been chosen and both were excited. We asked them to send us copies of their passports and to sign a letter of consent to have a background check run. If everything checked out, the tickets would be purchased and confirmed. They would be kept informed of plans as we got nearer to departure.
I was very relieved to have this part of the process finished. Now we could really begin to enjoy looking forward to the cruise. We had less than two months until we left. We kept in almost daily contact with our companions by email and text to coordinate things as we got closer to departure.
The big day finally arrived for us to head for Florida. Because of the amount of clothes we planned to take and the fact that we could make it to Ft. Lauderdale in about 12 hours, we decided to drive the car rather than flying to the port. We planned on arriving a day early so we could be rested from the trip down. We got there about six PM and checked into the hotel. We had a leisurely dinner and went back to the room to go over all the last minute details for the next morning. We called our companions and confirmed that everything was on schedule for meeting up the next morning.
We slept late, had a nice breakfast then checked out of our room and made arrangements for parking the car for the week and taking the shuttle to the terminals so we could be dropped off at our respective check-in kiosk for the luggage. This is where we would meet up with our companions. We had our cell phones and kept in touch with our partners to let them know how things were proceeding. Linda’s terminal came up first and I kissed her goodbye and told her I loved her. She hugged me and told me to have fun then walked down the steps of the shuttle.
The ships didn’t actually leave until 5 PM but you had to be on board by 3. Kealani told me she had already contacted the concierge desk and that since we had a suite we could check in at noon, which she insisted that we do. She said this was a very big ship and there were a lot of things to do and explore so we needed as much time as possible on board before departure.
As the shuttle pulled up to the curb at baggage check-in my pulse was racing and my hands were sweaty. I was really excited by the prospect of what was about to happen. After I tipped the shuttle driver for getting my luggage off the bus I turned around to see if I could find Kealani. That wasn’t hard to do. She was 30 feet away walking toward me like you would expect a model to walk. She had a baggage handler in tow with a cart for my bags. She was an absolute vision. White tailored slacks, cork soled sandals with cloth straps that had gold thread woven into pastel flowers with just enough of a heel to be sexy but still easy to walk in. She wore a silk chiffon blouse in a coral color that had the top two buttons undone exposing exactly the right amount of her ample jiggling breasts. A broad brimmed hat with a floral band topped the ensemble. Expensive amber colored sunglasses and a flawless make-up job completed the look.
“Hello Eddy, are you ready for the best week of your life?” I was still looking at her like I had never seen a woman before. “Before you answer let me answer one of the questions you asked me during the interview.” Before I could even think of what she was referring to, she put her arms around me and kissed me. It felt like a jolt of electricity went through my entire body. The way she felt, the way she tasted, the incredible fragrance of her perfume, the sensation of her breasts pressing against me combined to literally take my breath away. I was stunned.
“Well, am I a good kisser?”
I could barely remember that I had asked her that question during the Skype session. “Amazing “was all I could say.
“Now if you’ll just give Carl here a couple of twenties, he’ll see to all our luggage and we can go check in.”
I fumbled with my wallet until I could find my cash and gave the baggage handler two twenty-dollar bills and pointed out the three cases that were mine. Kealani put her arm through the bend in my elbow and somehow got me walking toward the terminal. I was still half dazed by that kiss but we managed to get inside the terminal and headed toward a queue for check in. There were separate lines for guests with suites and we made our way up to the agent behind one of the counters. My mind started working again and after a few minutes we had completed the check-in procedure and were told to go up the escalator on the right side of the terminal.
Almost immediately I sensed something about Kealani. She made me feel like I was the most important person in the world. The way she looked at me, the way she held my arm, her smile and the way she spoke all combined into an attentiveness that I could not remember anybody else ever showing me. I realized that I needed to make a concerted effort to be more like that with Linda. Familiarity may not always breed contempt, but it can induce a mild indifference and lull you into taking somebody for granted. I just hoped I could put someone else at ease as naturally and gracefully as Kealani. It was the first of many lessons I would learn from this enchanting woman.
As soon as we got to the top of the escalator there was a hallway leading to the gangway. About halfway down the hallway there was a place set up to take our picture with the name of the ship in the background and some plants on either side of where we stood. I started to walk by the booth but Kealani gently pulled me over and said “Don’t even think about skipping this Eddy, we’re going to document this cruise as completely as one of my modeling shoots. So get used to it.” I thought the guy taking the pictures would keep her there for the rest of the day. He must have taken 10 shots.
The gangway sloped upward to a large opening in the side of the ship. There were crewmembers at the bottom and the top to greet us and welcome us aboard. Kealani reached in her handbag and brought out a small but expensive looking video camera. She pressed a button and handed it to the nearest member of the crew and said “Now be a dear and run up to the top and press that silver button so we can record this.” He took off immediately and did what she had asked. We made our way up like we owned the ship with Kealani smiling and talking about how much fun this was going to be.
At the top, the crewman returned the camera to her and said, “If there is anything else I can do for you, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
We made our way into a large open area with staircases and elevators. A young woman walked up to us carrying a tray of glasses and asked if we would care for a complimentary welcome aboard Mimosa. Kealani said she rarely drank alcohol but in this case the situation seemed appropriate. We each took a glass and I touched mine gently to Kealani’s and said, “Here’s to a wonderful adventure. I hope you will enjoy this as much as I’m sure I’m going to.”
She smiled and replied, “Trust me Eddy, I’m as excited about this trip as you are.”
I took a big sip and began to feel a little more relaxed. “Now, I wonder how we get to our room from here?”
“Don’t worry about that Eddy. I’ve spent hours on the Internet looking at deck plans and pictures of this ship. I know exactly where our suite is and how to get there. But we needn’t be in too much of a hurry. There’s time for a little exploring on the way.”
The ship was huge. We spent about 45 minutes strolling around on the way to our cabin and still only saw a couple of decks. Kealani wanted to be sure we found the spa, which turned out to be one of the most impressive facilities I have ever seen. Kealani gently maneuvered me to the service desk and said she needed to book an appointment. I asked her what she wanted to have done.
“Don’t you remember telling me during the interview that my pubic hair needed to be removed for the cruise? Well I wanted to give you a look at me in my natural state first and then tomorrow morning after breakfast I’m coming here for a Brazilian waxing so it will stay completely hairless and smooth for the rest of the trip.”
I was really impressed that she would comply with my request in such a thoughtful manner. I took her hand and raised it to my lips and kissed it. “Thank you Kealani, that is such a sweet thing for you to do.”
“My pleasure Eddy, I’ve had this done countless times before for photo shoots. But I’m glad you appreciate the gesture. This is one of the main reasons I wanted to get on board as soon as we could. These spa appointments get booked fast.”
We eventually made it to our room but before we went in we made a stop at the concierge desk to introduce ourselves and have a chat with him. He told us there was a complete list of amenities and services available to guests in our room and if we had any questions just call as someone was stationed at the desk 24 hours a day.
As soon as we got inside the room and started to look around, the luggage began to arrive. After a few minutes it was all placed in the sitting room. There were my 3 cases, one with casual clothes, one with dressy clothes and one smaller one with underwear, socks and toiletries. The rest of the room was filled with 6 large cases.
“How long do you plan on staying here?”
She just smiled and said “Eddy, this is a cruise for the purpose of fulfilling your sexual fantasies. That takes a lot of preparation. Believe me, you won’t be disappointed. And don’t worry about the cases. This is a very spacious suite that can hold 4 people and their luggage. We’ll have this all straightened out in no time.”
As if on cue, there was a knock at the door and when I opened it an attractive young lady was standing there. She introduced herself as Maria and said she was our room steward and asked if we needed help unpacking. Kealani told her to come in and started directing her as to where she wanted her clothes and accessories to be put. My belongings were relegated to a small dresser and one of the two closets in the sitting room. The other three closets and most of the bathroom would hold the majority of Kealani’s stuff although some things she wanted to stay in the cases as she did not want to upset her system for what she had planned to wear on each day.
I went out onto the balcony after I had finished unpacking to enjoy the beautiful Florida day. After about 25 minutes Kealani came out to join me.
“There now, everything is put away and we still have about 3 hours before we sail. Is there anything you would like to do now?”
“There sure is.” I answered. She was standing beside me at the railing and I turned toward her and took her hand and turned her to face me and put my arms around her. I looked into her eyes and bent my head down and kissed her. It was just as fantastic as the kiss she had given me at the shuttle earlier. Only this time I was ready for it. I pulled her closer and felt her breasts press against me. She put her arms around my neck and parted her lips as her tongue slipped into my mouth. I slowly moved my hand down her back and onto her ass. It was smooth and firm but still soft.
She pulled back and said, “I guess it’s about time to get to know each other a little better.”
She took my hand and led me back inside to the sitting room. “OK Eddy, I want you to pull your pants down and sit on the sofa.” There was a rectangular ottoman in front of the sofa that she moved out of the way so I could stand where she wanted me. I unbuckled my pants and started to sit down. “Undies too!” She barked. I slid my shorts down and sat down. “Now unbutton your shirt so I can see what you look like.” I quickly complied with her order. “This is just going to be a little test to see if I meet with your approval. All you have to do is just sit there and don’t touch your cock.”
She then proceeded to switch on a docking station for an i-Pod and a song started playing. It was Joe Cocker’s version of ‘You can leave your hat on’. Apparently she had set this up while I was out on the balcony. She then put the hat she had been wearing all day back on her head and began to slowly dance to the music.
I hadn’t been in a strip club in over 10 years. The last time was in Las Vegas for my nephew’s twenty first birthday. The show had been very professionally produced with seriously beautiful women but I was certain it would pale in comparison to what was about to be presented to me now. Kealani then began a provocative strip tease as she carefully unbuttoned her blouse. She turned her back to me as she teasingly slid it down her shoulders and let it slip to the floor.
I would have sworn she wasn’t wearing a bra but she was, if you could call that flimsy little piece of gauze and lace a bra. It sure didn’t do anything to conceal her breasts. She turned around to face me as she undid the clasp and danced some more while using her arms to keep the lacey garment in place. Soon it joined her blouse on the floor. I almost gasped when I saw her naked breasts. I couldn’t tell you her dimensions or cup size but they were perfectly proportioned to her body and about the size of a large navel orange with dark rose-colored areolas a little larger than a quarter and prominent nipples that were starting to stiffen.
She continued to dance as she unbuckled her belt and loosened the button on her pants. She slowly pulled the zipper down and then began to pull them down her hips and over the tops of her legs. She paused and used her feet to remove her sandals then continued to remove her pants. She tossed them over on the side of the sofa next to me. She was wearing only a tiny white lace thong that matched the bra and did no more to conceal her pussy than the bra had done for her boobs. She turned around and spread her legs and slowly bent over at the waist keeping her long shapely legs straight and taut. I could see the lips of her pussy outlined behind the transparent material of the thong, which had a thin line of moisture down the center. Her ass was completely exposed since all that was holding the thong on was a tiny string running up her crack to a similar elastic band around her waist.
I couldn’t wait to get my hands and lips on that ass. It was world class. While still bent over, she put her fingers in the elastic waistband of the thong and pulled it enticingly down her legs to her knees. She spread her legs a little wider and her labia spread slightly open revealing the pink color of her vagina. I had been watching her so intently that I hadn’t noticed my cock was well on its way to an erection. She turned around and I could see the fur that covered her crotch. It was pure black, straight and silky rather than curly like most. I was glad she had waited to remove it, as it was quite lovely.
She moved the ottoman back in front of me placing it lengthwise so she could lie back on it. She spread my legs apart and sat between them on one end of the ottoman. She took off her hat and placed it on the sofa then picked up a pillow and put it behind her and leaned back. As she did, she placed each of her feet on top of my thighs and spread her legs wide apart. I was so transfixed on looking at her that she almost startled me when she said, “When I see that nice cock of yours sticking straight up I’ll consider that you’ve passed your test.”
She began rubbing her lips and clit pausing occasionally to slip her middle finger into her vagina. She used her fingers to spread the lips apart and pull the hood of her clit back so I could see the large sensitive nub as she rubbed the index finger of her other hand across it.
“Oooooh Eddy, I’m getting sooo wet. Can you see the juice running out of me and dripping on my little asshole? Do you think I have a pretty pussy Eddy? Is this what you’ve been waiting for? Is this what you want to stick that big hard cock into?”
“Oh yes, Kealani you are beautiful. And I want you more than I have ever wanted anything in my life.”
She sat up and put her feet on the floor. “It looks like you’ve passed the test with flying colors Eddy. I think it’s time for you to go for extra credit.”
My cock was fully erect and standing straight up. She slid the ottoman back and got on her knees between my legs. She grasped my shaft with both hands and the head stood out above them. She engulfed it with her mouth and swirled her tongue all over it.
“Eddy you have a very nice cock. It’s big enough to fill up my pussy but not too big to go in my ass.” My cock twitched when I heard that. “Oh Eddy, I think your cock likes the idea of going in my ass. Would you put your cock in my ass Eddy, hmmmm? If I asked you really really nice, would you let me have your hard cock all the way up to your balls in my tight little asshole?”
She was slowly stroking me as she spoke and precum was oozing out of the head. When she saw this she said, “Oh Eddy, I can’t wait to taste your cum. I’m going to suck you every morning when we wake up until you shoot a big load of your sweet cream down my throat. You’d like that wouldn’t you Eddy, like to feel my hot mouth wrapped around your cock, my tongue licking the underside while I suck and drool all over it. You could take as long as you want and fuck my mouth til I feel you swell up and I know you’re close, and then I’ll use my hands to squeeze those nice balls until you spurt all your spunk into my mouth. ”
“Show me Eddy, show me how much you’d like to cum in my mouth.”
She replaced the hand around the top of my shaft with her mouth and began to bob her head up and down as she stroked me with the other hand spreading her saliva all over it. I could hold out no longer and just as she promised, she used her free hand to gently squeeze my balls as my cock erupted thick creamy goo repeatedly into her mouth. I could feel her swallowing each glob as it spurted out of my cock.
She slid her mouth off my cock and continued to gently rub it with her hand squeezing it just below the head. This caused a little more cum to dribble out of the tip, which she licked off with her tongue.
“I think we’ve gotten this trip off to a very nice start Eddy but I’m going to want to do that again. You won’t mind will you Eddy?”
“Not at all” was all I could say. I was trying to remember the last time Linda had given me a blowjob. It had to have been over a year and it didn’t even come close to what Kealani had just done to me. I made a mental note to have a serious discussion with Linda about this since now that I knew what a really fantastic one felt like I was going to want to do this a lot more.
Kealani got up and walked over to a shelf across the room and picked up one of her video cameras. She pushed a button and a light went off.
“You recorded that?”
“I told you we were going to document this cruise. You’ll thank me later. I’ve got a state of the art high definition surveillance system with me. There are 6 motion activated color cameras with microphones and remote controls that feed into a 3TB disc drive attached to my laptop that I’ve already installed in the suite and 3 more hand held waterproof cameras with 512GB solid state memory devices that we can take with us when we’re out of the room, so you just better get used to being a porn star for a week.”
“You don’t happen to have a part time job with the NSA do you?”
“This was all loaned to me by a very good professional photographer who is going to edit all this footage into a complete documentary of everything we do and say on this trip. A blow by blow account so to speak.”
I thought of how surprised Linda was going to be when she asked me how my trip was and I handed her a video record of it.
“In that case, why don’t you switch the camera on then bring it over here and sit on this ottoman.” She did as I asked.
“What else would you like me to do Eddy?”
“If you think you can hold that camera still I’ll show you.”
I pushed her back on the pillow and knelt between her legs as I spread them apart and raised them up. I bent my head down and began to lick her exposed slit. I started at her asshole and pressed my tongue firmly against her as I slid it up all the way to her clit. I did this a few times and she began to softly moan.
“Oh Eddy that feels wonderful. I just love to have my pussy eaten and you can do it as often as you want. You wouldn’t mind if I keep a copy of this would you?”
I could feel her vagina begin to secrete fluid and I stuck my tongue into it as far as it would go.
“Oooooh yes Eddy suck my cunt. Spread my lips and eat me.”
I used my fingers to spread her labia and sucked each of her long inner lips into my mouth and gently nibbled on them. I used my thumb to pull back the hood of her clit and sucked it into my mouth and licked it with my tongue. She pushed her cunt forcefully into my face. I inserted my index and middle fingers into her vagina and began to rub upwards. Her hips came off the ottoman as she began to thrust up and down while I rubbed her g-spot. Her juices were flowing down my hand as she threw her head back and moaned loudly. Her legs were trembling and I felt her vagina squeeze my fingers and begin to spasm as her orgasm overtook her.
“Wow Eddy, wow wow wow. You certainly do have a talent for that. What a pleasant and unexpected surprise.”
“It was the least I could do to return the favor for that fantastic blowjob you gave me.” My cock had risen back to almost full staff and I wrapped my hand around it and started rubbing the head up and down her slit.
“Eddy that feels fabulous but if you keep doing it we’re going to miss the ship leaving.”
“So?”
“So I would like to watch us leave! But more importantly, there is a mandatory lifeboat drill before we get out of the harbor and we can’t stay in here fucking while it’s going on. Now be a good boy and let’s go take a shower in that very nice bathroom we’ve got.”
I hung up the clothes I’d been wearing while Kealani put the video camera away and picked up her own clothes. The bathroom was nice. Not the typical little phone booth you find in most cabins on a ship. The shower had ample room for two people and the floor was travertine tile.
“Hey Eddy the floor is wide enough for both of us to lie down side by side and still not be crowded. Plus there’s a drain in the middle in case water from the shower gets on it.” I must have looked puzzled by her remark because she said “Don’t give it another thought, I’ll show you why I mentioned it in the morning.”
We took a leisurely warm shower together and I got to spend some time soaping up and rubbing her marvelous tits. We couldn’t get too wild because we didn’t have the time and Kealani didn’t want to get her hair wet.
We got dressed in comfortable clothes and sat on the sofa to look at some of the literature about the ship that was on the desk. Kealani asked me where I wanted to have dinner.
“In the dining room I guess.”
“Eddy, besides the main dining room there are over a dozen alternative restaurants on this ship. Every kind of cuisine you can think of. And if none of those appeal to you, we can have anything we want brought to the room.”
“I don’t want to spend our first night in the room even though that does have certain advantages. I think we should give the main dining room a try to at least check it out. We can discuss the alternative restaurants with the concierge for the other nights since we’ll probably have to make reservations.”
“OK, that sounds like an excellent choice. As I recall, we have second seating for dinner. That starts at 8 so we’ll have plenty of time to get through the drill, do a little more exploring and get back here in time to dress for dinner.”
“I believe tonight’s dress is casual.”
“Well I’m not going to dinner in shorts and a t-shirt. I don’t care what everybody else wears, I’m going to dress appropriately for dinner every night.”
“Glad to hear it. I want to make everything we do as special as I can. After all, this is our first date.”
We left the room and went up to the top deck to watch the ship pull away from the dock to head down the channel then headed back to the room to wait for the lifeboat drill. Our suite did not have its door facing the long hallway. Instead there was a small alcove about five feet long and four feet wide where our door and the door to a similar suite were placed facing each other. As we stood in front of our door putting the key card in the slot, the door across the alcove opened and an attractive woman about 40 walked out into the hallway.
“Hi, I guess we’re neighbors. My name is Kealani and this is Eddy.”
The woman looked at us appraisingly then muttered “How nice.” She said it in a curt disdainful way and began to walk away.
“Don’t forget the boat drill.” Kealani called after her. She just kept on walking.
A few minutes later the boat drill began and we walked to the lifeboat station in our life jackets. We saw the woman from across the hall again and spoke to her but again she dismissed us with a curt remark so we stood at the station until the announcements and instructions had been delivered. We stood on the deck where the lifeboat stations were after everybody else had left and watched Florida slide by as we sailed south and away from the shore.
When we returned to the room it was just before 7 PM. Kealani told me that if I needed to do anything in the bathroom I should get to it because she was going to need exclusive use of it for about 40 minutes. I wondered a bit about that but I’d been married long enough to know better than to ask what women do in bathrooms for so long. I decided to wear a gray suit so after I used the bathroom I proceeded to the sitting room to get dressed. I turned on the TV and tuned in to the information channel to learn some more about the ship. I was watching it when I heard Kealani walking in from the bathroom.
I looked up and was actually startled by what I saw. She was wearing a beautiful silk Chinese pants suit in an ivory color. It was the kind with blousy long sleeves and frog clasps that looked like they had been hand made. The pants flared out at the bottom with the hem just above little black flat slippers. The cuffs of the pants and the jacket were elegantly embroidered with gold. A gold dragon about 4 inches long hung from a chain around her neck. The eyes were little rubies and the claws were emeralds. Her earrings were long slender pieces of onyx in the shape of a Chinese sword; they hung down to her collarbone.
Her hair was jet black and pulled back into a ponytail that reached to her waist. A large comb made from tortoise shell and mother of pearl with real pearls dangling from the top was stuck in her hair at the back of her head. Her eyes were made up to emphasize the natural slant of her eyelids and heavily outlined with black eyeliner. The lids and the side of her eyes were dusted with a pale blue iridescent eye shadow. Her cheekbones had a bright pink blush that blended into the pale makeup on the rest of her face. Her lips were a fire engine red. She looked like she had just walked in off the street from Shanghai.
She looked at me and said demurely, “I’ll take that stunned look on your face as a sign that you approve of my appearance.”
I stammered out, “Nothing as beautiful as you should ever be greeted by silence. Please believe me when I say that I have never seen any woman look as gorgeous as you do in that outfit. If I didn’t know it was you that went into that bathroom a few minutes ago I would swear you had switched places with someone else. Thank you so much. I can’t tell you how much this means to me. I am truly honored.”
“Get your coat and come along and I’ll let you escort me to dinner. Oh, before we leave, did you get that prescription filled that I asked you to before you left home?”
She had asked me to go to my doctor and get my testosterone level checked and to ask for a prescription for Viagra. “Yes, I did what you asked and I’m glad I did. My testosterone level was low and I’ve been taking injections for the last two months. And I brought the Viagra with me.”
“Go in the bathroom and get one of the tablets and bring it with you. Those things take from 30 minutes to an hour to start working and I want you primed and ready to go when we get back here.”
I did as she asked and as we were walking out the door she told me to bring the case with the video camera.
We stopped by the concierge station and the man behind the counter got the same look on his face as I had when I first saw her in the room. I actually thought he was going to bow to her as if she was a princess. He managed to say that he thought she looked very lovely this evening and asked if there was anything he could do for us. She informed him that we were trying to capture as much of this cruise as we could on video and could he find someone to record us walking to the dining room. He immediately turned to a young man sitting at a desk behind him and directed him to show us to the dining room and assist with the video. He practically jumped over the desk to help us. Kealani began directing the young man where to go and what to do and we leisurely strolled to the dining room foyer.
We arrived about 5 minutes after the doors had been opened for our seating. I suspected Kealani timed this perfectly to be sure that we walked in after everybody had just been seated. The lady really knew how to make an entrance. The maitre D’ tried to be aloof and gracious but even he couldn’t help getting that same astonished look on his face when he saw her.
“Good evening, may I have your name please?” he finally managed to say to us.
I told him our names and he looked at a list to find them. We had already stopped by the dining room earlier to select our table. Kealani had made a thorough examination of the main room and had chosen a table for two in the middle near a railing that ran around a raised platform in the center of the room. You couldn’t be in a more conspicuous location. The maitre D’ told us to please follow him and we began to walk to our table.
Kealani told the assistant concierge to please come along and to keep recording us until she told him to stop. He quickly ran a few feet ahead to comply with her request.
I had never experienced anything like that walk through the dining room. Watching the other people in the room was a real treat. The route to the table had also been carefully planned as it wound through a long path past many of the other tables to get to the opening in the railing, which was at the back of the room. To say that heads turned and conversations stopped would be a gross understatement. You couldn’t have gotten a better reaction if you had walked in with the Pope. Table captains, servers and busboys scurried to get out of our way and stood looking at us like it was the Macy’s Christmas parade going past them.
When we arrived at the table the maitre D’ pulled a chair back for Kealani and the table captain pulled mine back to seat us. Before sitting down Kealani told me to look in the camera case and get out a tripod. It was an amazing little device that seemed small but could be extended to about 5 feet if necessary. On the other side of the railing were two plants that came up to the top. There was a space between them of about 3 feet. Kealani instructed the young assistant to set the tripod up in the space between the plants and showed him how to mount the camera.
She then reached into the case and pulled out a remote control device about the size of a cell phone. It had a screen that showed what the camera was recording and controls for moving it around and zooming in and out. She played with some of the settings and when she was satisfied with its placement thanked the assistant for his help and sat down. I was truly impressed by how she had done all of this with more aplomb and effortlessness than most people could manage to send a text message.
When the captain came to the table to give us the menu she didn’t even look at it. She immediately began to speak to him “I assume your fish selections were loaded fresh in Ft. Lauderdale today.”
He assured her that was the case.
“And your soups this evening would be?”
He informed her of the three soups available.
“I will have the chilled leek soup and grilled salmon on a bed of arugula sprinkled with chevre and walnut pieces in a light raspberry vinaigrette dressing.”
“Will that be all miss?”
“For now.”
He then turned to me and said “And for you sir?”
“I’ll have the same thank you.”
“Very good. And would you care for wine with dinner this evening?”
I asked Kealani if she would like to have a glass of wine and she said she would rather have a bottle of Perrier water.
“Right away” the captain said as he left with the menus.
I reached across the table and took her hand. “Kealani I want to tell you that for someone I only met eight hours ago you have managed to take me from pleasantly surprised to unusually impressed to amazed and finally to completely astonished. Not only have I never met anyone as fabulous as you, I don’t think anybody could have convinced me that someone like you even existed. I would like to ask you something. Why did you agree to do this? I mean, why aren’t you with some oil sheik or rock star or quarterback tonight instead of sitting here with some average, married middle aged guy doing something as crazy as what Linda’s dreamed up?”
“Thank you for the compliments. I know they are meant sincerely. The main reason I’m not with some celebrity or rich man is that all of the ones I’ve ever met, and there have been more than a few, are first class ego maniacs that are so wrapped up in themselves, their money and their fame that they just see me as another accessory like their expensive cars or their yachts or their high priced homes. Another reason is that so many of these men use drugs and alcohol. I’ve always respected my body and taken very good care of it and I’ll be damned if I’m going to be around anybody who abuses themselves or expects me to. I haven’t met that many real men that are honest and caring and look at me the way you do like I’m the most special woman they’ve ever seen.
At my age the phone doesn’t ring as much as it used to for jobs. We live in a youth obsessed culture and there are thousands of beautiful women in their late teens or early twenties that are available for doing what I do. Remember that much of what you’ve seen so far is just theater. It’s makeup, clothes, jewelry, wigs and it’s what I’ve done for a living for the last 10 years so it’s no big deal for me to put on a show. The pictures you see of me in magazines, calendars and web sites are a construction, they’re colored, air brushed and photo-shopped to be whatever the client wants to see. I’m no more the person in those pictures than I am the Chinese princess you see sitting across from you tonight. It’s easy for young women to get lost and start believing they are the pictures. I’ve seen it many times and then one day reality comes crashing into their lives and they are devastated because they have no idea who they really are.
When I saw your ad I was curious about it at first. I wondered why a couple that had been together as long as you and Linda would want to do something like this. Then after I spoke with you I wanted to see if I could really be a living sexual fantasy for somebody. I know I’ve been one for a lot of men in pictures but doing it for real was a challenge. Now that I’ve actually met you and started this I’m even more determined to be everything you ever imagined a woman could be. Besides, in all of the traveling I’ve done for modeling assignments nobody ever asked me to go on a cruise and I’ve always wanted to. And so far, this has been the most fun I’ve had in a very long time and I’m as impressed with you as much as you are with me.”
“Anyone who thinks you are too old to be beautiful is a fool. And anybody who thinks the only beautiful thing about you is your looks is an idiot. The fact that you are not some silly 19-year-old girl who thinks that breast implants, a pierced tongue and a tattoo on her ass is what makes a woman sexy is the main reason I chose you to do this. I know I’ve only scratched the surface but I’m completely convinced that you are pure 24 karat gold.”
The ship’s photographer almost tripped on the step up to the platform where we were sitting when he caught sight of Kealani. He immediately walked to the table and said, “I’m not even going to ask if you want a picture to remember this moment because I get the feeling you are no stranger to a camera lens and I’d sure want to have a photograph of you if I was lucky enough to be sitting there.” He then saw the video camera behind the railing. “Oh I see you’re way ahead of me. May I?”
“Please do, we both want as many memories of this night as we can get.” Kealani told him. He must have taken two dozen. A couple of them even included me. I couldn’t blame him.
We had a leisurely dinner and when it was finished we wandered around the ship for a while until we spotted a little cabaret that had a jazz trio and a female vocalist singing a nice mix of old standards and modern ballads. I ordered two glasses of sparkling water and a shot of Crème de menthe. I knew Kealani didn’t like alcohol but I asked her if she would let me put just a splash in her water for taste. She acquiesced and said it was delightful. It was one of my favorite after dinner libations.
“Eddy get out your little blue pill and take it. In about 30 minutes, we’ll head on back to the room and get our own party started.”
I did as she instructed. “In the meantime, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?”
“Oh yes. I’d like that very much.” she replied enthusiastically.
I thought: ‘Of course she would. So would Linda you idiot. When was the last time you took her out for dinner and dancing?’
We walked out onto the dance floor and once again every eye in the room was locked on us. Even the musicians did a subtle double take. Just as we got in position they began to play ‘Isn’t it Romantic’, one of my favorite ballads. I had first heard it when I was much younger in the movie ‘Sabrina’. William Holden and Audrey Hepburn danced to it. I thought about the movie and remembered that it was about a young woman who thought she loved one person but finally ended up realizing that she really loved another. And I believe they ended up on a ship too. Was this some kind of portent?”
I pulled Kealani close to me and started to gently move to the music. I was completely taken away by the feeling of her in my arms, the fragrance of her exotic perfume, the touch of her cheek against mine. I felt like the most fortunate person in the world just to be here with her. By the time the song ended I was totally oblivious to anybody else in the room and I guess it showed because the band started playing ‘I only have eyes for you’. After a few more songs I told her “I don’t know if it’s you or the pill but I’m beginning to feel warm and tingling and I have an urgent desire to see you naked.”
“Then by all means, let’s go do something about that.”
It was a little after 11 when we got to the room. The bed had been turned down and the entire suite was clean and smelled of flowers.
“You take off your clothes and put them away while I get undressed in the bathroom.
Turn down the lights and when I come back I want to find you naked on the balcony.”
The balcony was surprisingly spacious. It was twelve feet from the sliding door to the railing and twice that long because the partition had been removed that would normally separate it from another suite that on this trip was unoccupied, so we had a double. There was enough of a glow from the other lights on the ship to be able to see without having to put the balcony lights on. There was also a nice size moon about a third the way up over the horizon that bathed the entire balcony in moonlight.
I did as she requested and about 15 minutes later I heard the sliding door open. When she stepped out onto the deck I could plainly see that the beautiful Chinese princess was gone. In her place was a sex goddess. Her hair was back to its natural state though she had left the makeup on. She had on a black lace half bra that left most of her breasts completely exposed. A matching garter belt held up black stockings in a lace pattern that looked like paisley designs had been stenciled on her legs. Four-inch patent leather heels gave her the appearance of a Las Vegas showgirl. She wore no panties.
She saw the moon and immediately walked to the railing that had a large polished wooden top on it about eight inches wide. She leaned on it and her breasts hung off the other side. She moved her feet wide apart and pushed her hips back affording me a marvelous view of her ass and pussy.
She slowly swayed back and forth as she told me, “You picked a perfect time for this cruise Eddy. The moon is going to be full exactly half way through. We’ll have this beautiful moonlight every night. Now come over here and bring that chair with you and sit right behind me.”
I got up, picked up the chair and started to walk toward her. I hadn’t even noticed that my cock was hard as a steel rail.
When Kealani saw it she said, “Oh my Eddy that’s a very impressive stiffy you’ve got there. I promise to do something about that but right now I want you to just sit here behind me and take a good look.”
I sat down in the chair and moved forward a bit to examine her incredible ass framed perfectly by the garter belt and the straps holding up the stockings. I slid my hands lightly up her legs from her knees to her crack. I ran my palms over her cheeks and marveled at how firm yet soft they were. I squeezed them and pulled them apart to expose her tight little rosebud. I leaned forward and planted little kisses on both her cheeks and very tenderly ran my tongue down from her garter belt to just above her puckered asshole. I repeated these movements going as slowly as I could so I could linger on each square inch of her wonderful behind.
“Ooooh Eddy I can actually feel your eyes desiring me. You’re sending shivers up and down my spine.”
I turned her around so she was facing me. She spread her legs even farther apart and leaned on the railing with her elbows, which lowered her breasts to just about my eye level.
“I don’t think you’ve been properly introduced to the twins yet, they’ve been dying to meet you.”
I brought my hands up and cupped each one of them and gently squeezed them causing the nipples to distend. I placed my lips on her right nipple and ever so softly began to suck on it.
She gave a little shiver and whispered, “Oh Eddy yes baby, suck on that titty. Let me feel your tongue licking it. Oooooh yes, that feels so gooood.”
I still had the presence of mind to actually think about how good this felt to me too. I had been woefully neglectful of Linda’s breasts, which were every bit as nice as Kealani’s. A situation I silently vowed to correct. I continued to play with her breasts for about 15 minutes. Alternately sucking and licking and biting her rock hard nipples.
“If you keep that up it’s quite possible you’re going to make me cum. That’s only ever happened once and that was with a girl.”
“Don’t let me stop you.”
“But Eddddy,” she whined “I really want to feel that nice hard cock of yours in my pussy.” Then added in a pronounced Asian accent, “me so horrrrny, me love you long time!”
I told her to stand up straight and put her heel on the metal bar about half way up the railing. This put her pussy in front of my face. I pressed her bent leg aside and she slid her foot a little ways down the bar and opened up her crotch. I started kissing her stomach and rubbing my lips through her pubic hair. She smelled of jasmine and I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy.
“Put your hands on your lips and pull them apart for me.”
She did and when her clitoris was exposed I stuck the tip of my tongue on it and rubbed my finger along her slit. I kept this up for several minutes pausing occasionally to look at her and rub her clit with my thumb. Her breathing was getting deeper and she was softly moaning. Her vagina was so wet it was literally dripping on to my fingers as I rubbed her. I could wait no longer.
I pushed the chair back, told her to take off her bra and turn around and lean over the railing. Her magnificent ass was right at the level of my cock. I nudged her feet apart just enough to allow me access to her cunt and began rubbing the tip of my cock along her slit. I could feel her slippery juices all over my cock head. Ever so slowly I began to slide it between her lips and into her velvety channel. She pushed back but I stopped her.
“Just hold still and let me do this. I want to savor every millimeter of you as I slowly fill your hot little twat with my cock.”
I continued easing into her almost effortlessly since she was so copiously lubricated with her own juices as well as by now my precum. When I was almost completely inside her I told her to spread her ass cheeks apart. She did and I pushed the last inch of my dick into her. I pressed my pelvis tightly against her and just stood there feeling the incredible warmth and tightness of her pussy as it engulfed me. I wrapped my arms around her and took her breasts in my hands and began to gently massage them and softly pinch her nipples.
“Oh God Eddy this feels so incredible. Don’t move. Let me absorb all of this. Look at the moon how it’s reflection is making the whole ocean shine and sparkle. I feel the same way inside my body, it’s as if every part of me is filled with light. Your cock is throbbing inside my pussy in the same rhythm as my pulse and I feel like I’m right on the verge of an ecstatic orgasm. Oh please Eddy, keep me here as long as you can. Nobody has ever done this to me before. It’s so perfect, absolutely perfect.”
We must have stayed like that for twenty minutes as we both basked in the moonlight and sped across the ocean in our magical ship. The deep blue sea beneath us and the universe above.
Every so often I would gently squeeze her breasts and she would just as gently squeeze my cock with her pussy. We would both tremble a little when we did this as our bodies filled with sexual bliss. Finally when it seemed like it couldn’t be any more wonderful, a bright shooting star streaked across the sky right over the moon making a golden arc of sparks above it.
“OH MY GOD Eddy did you see that? OH, OH, OH. I’m cummmming!”
She started to shake and I could feel her orgasm begin to spread throughout her entire body. Her vagina began to pulsate around my cock and she pulled me along with her as spurt after spurt of my hot cum began to splash against her cervix deep inside of her. She was totally incoherent and kept gasping and grunting over and over. I held onto her until she began to calm down and started to ease my cock out of her.
“Don’t! Please….Stay inside me. It feels so good I don’t want to stop.”
I looked around and spotted a lounge chair a few feet away and pulled her back toward me. When she was far enough away from the railing I lifted her up with my arms around her waist and told her to lift her legs up. I managed to carry her to the lounge without dislodging my still rigid cock. I put her down on the lounge on her knees and she put her forearms on the cushion and leaned forward as I stood behind her in doggy position.
“My my you are a greedy little slut aren’t you?”
“Oh yes Eddy that’s exactly what I am. I’m your nasty Asian slut and I want as much of your hard cock as I can get. Now fuck me and fill my tight Asian pussy with cum.”
I pulled my cock back until just the head was inside her and then slowly pushed it back in until it was buried once more in her slippery pink folds. I began to pick up speed a little at a time until my balls were slapping against her clit with each thrust. My hands were on her hips and I rocked her pelvis back and forth in rhythm with my motions. Her ass was glistening with a thin layer of sweat as the moonlight illuminated it. As my cock slid back I could see her labia stretched tautly around the head. It was a mesmerizing sight.
“Yes, yes, yes fuck me Eddy. Fuck me so good. I’m your little Asian fuck toy and you have to keep fucking me until I cum.”
“Reach back with your hand and play with your clit.”
When she did I could feel her fingers on the underside of my cock as it withdrew and plunged into her. She was furiously rubbing her clit and her mound and I could tell she was beginning to get close to another climax. This was completely different than what had we had experienced before at the railing.
My mind flashed briefly on Linda. I wondered what she was doing at this moment. Had she experienced as many new sensations in these brief hours as I had? Was she even now getting hammered by that big brown cock?
I didn’t have time to dwell on this as Kealani’s gasping alerted me that she was having another orgasm. I sped up my movements and pounded in and out of her until I too went over the edge and spewed another massive load of jizz into her throbbing vagina. This time she did not complain when I eased my cock out of her. She slowly slid forward until she was lying face down on the lounge chair. My cock was covered in our combined cum and I watched fixatedly as a steady stream of white liquid oozed out of her gaping hole, slid down over her clit and pooled between her legs.
I stood up, took off her shoes and after a little urging got her up off the lounge and put my arm around her waist and helped her walk back to the sitting room. As we passed through the sliding door I saw the camera mounted on the tripod, its little blinking light announcing that the entire episode on the balcony was now a part of recorded history. As if a video could capture the ecstasy that had transpired between us. Anybody else who saw it would think it nothing more than another amateur porn flick. I paused to turn it off then continued on toward the bedroom. Kealani headed for the bathroom while I fell back onto the bed.
“Stay there.” She said over her shoulder and in a few minutes returned naked, with a damp washcloth, which she used to wipe my forehead and face before cleaning up the mess between my legs. My cock had finally returned to its flaccid state. “I knew you’d need this; I had cum down both my thighs to my stocking tops”.
We got under the covers and I reached over to hold her hand. She moved close to me and put her arms around me then gave me another one of those fabulous kisses.
“This has really been a beautiful night Eddy. I’m going to make every night as beautiful as I can for you. You just wait and see.”
I reviewed the day’s activities and marveled at how much we had shared in only 12 hours. We drifted off to sleep to the sound of the ship’s wake wafting through the balcony door as I tried to imagine what tomorrow would bring.