Fun on a Cruise Ship Pt. 2

It had been two days since our adventure on the deck with the random man, but neither my husband or I have stopped thinking about it. I think both Dave and I were looking around to try and spot him quite a bit yesterday, but today we decided to go lay at the pool and enjoy the beautiful weather. We find two chairs off to the side and perfect sunlight and I pull off my sundress to lay down to get comfortable. Dave tells me that he is going to go up to the bar and will be right back with drinks for us. I smile and pull out my tanning oil and start getting ready to relax and work on my tan. I close my eyes and lay back, but before long I hear Dave’s voice “Hey, Kim! Look who I ran into at the bar!” I open my eyes and look up and see our mystery man from the other night standing over me smiling.

Fun on a Cruise Ship ?

The day had come, We were finally going on the cruise we had always talked about. Unlimited drinks, entertainment, and most importantly: places to fuck. We had been counting down the days, and spicing up the bedroom with conversations about the many fantasies we wanted to fulfill while we were on the boat. We each had our favorite ideas, but the one thing that was guaranteed is that after this trip many of them would no longer be fantasies.

Dave and I had been together since our early twenties and yet the sex had only gotten better over time. Though we had by no means been vanilla in terms of our desires, we had not given ourselves the opportunity to experience many of them. Sure we had treated ourselves the occasional semi-public sex, but the places our seemingly continuous sexting had taken us the past few weeks as this trip approached had taken us far beyond that.