Maybe...just by ourselves?

"Would you eat me, baby?" Sally asked Peter. Peter's mother knelt nude between his legs on the cruise ship cabin's carpet, toying with his slim, cut penis that was wet from her mouth. Hank Menard, one of his mom and dad's swinging partners, sucked gently at Peter's balls. Peter's girlfriend Sandy Wise watched from her seat beside Peter on the couch, while Peter's dad Jim stood behind them.

Peter looked from Sally to Hank to Sandy and back over his shoulder at his dad. Everyone was looking at him, even Hank.

Seeing Peter's distraction, Hank paused, opening his mouth and letting Peter's balls go.

Peter looked back at his mom. "If we," he started. "If we were gonna do that, um. I'd want to do it, just the two of us together the first time. I mean...I mean if it's not gonna work, I don't want to just stop in front of everybody."

Sandy nodded. "I get it," she said.

Sally nodded and smiled a more gentle version of her usual big grin. "We can do that. No hurry, we can practice. Did you want to try now?" she asked.

"Um...?" Peter said, looking around again.

Jim nodded and patted Peter's shoulder. "You go with your mom," he said.

"Okay dad," Peter said.

The other four watched Sally lead Peter into the cruise ship stateroom's little bedroom. Sally closed the door behind them, just as it had been before with Sally, Jim, and Sandy.