Of Course

After covering himself with the towel, he was able to hit the lights and turn them off, giving him a sliver of privacy. He grabbed the few clothing items he had left and **** himself into the too small speedo, adjusting his package to make the least noticeable bulge and pulled the robe over his shoulders. Holding the robe closed, he made his way to the dining room.

Approaching the hostess, he gave his name and was walked to his table, in which there were already 7 gorgeous women seated and chatting. The women all looked to be in their early 20s and seemed to be friends. Just as he was about to sit down, the hostess said “let me take your coat for you” and ripped the robe off of K-T’s shoulders leaving him in just the tiny swimsuit. He sat down, hoping the table would provide some cover from the prying eyes of the 7 women when he noticed that it was made of glass and offered no privacy. He took his napkin and laid it across his lap, and hoped that would be enough to hide his massive bulge. The woman to his right reached over to shake his hand and introduced herself as Jenna. She then went around the table giving the names of the other women and said they were all assistants from the same office at the company. “I had heard rumors that there was a man on the boat who was taking advantage of the clothing optional policy, but I never imagined I would get to eat next to him. You must be very brave.”

K-T thanked her for her compliment, but explained that he wasn’t exposing himself on purpose, that his suitcase was lost and he was left with limited clothing options. Well, you definitely have the body for it, Jenna said flirtatiously, causing K-T to blush, and a little blood to rush to penis. Just then, the first course of dinner was served and the topic of conversation changed back to the women complaining about people at their office. As the meal progressed, and the women each had multiple glasses of wine and became louder and more rambunctious.

At one point, one of the women made a joke causing Jenna to throw out her hands while howling in laughter and knocking K-T’s water glass onto his lap, drenching the napkin. Jenna was immensely apologetic and pulled the napkin off of his lap to prevent the cloth from getting him any more wet. Unfortunately, the water had gotten through the napkin and soaked the front of his Speedo, causing it to stick to his bulge and provide a distinct outline of everything he was packing. K-T threw his hands to his lap to protect his modesty, and stood up to excuse himself from dinner.

Jenna offered an apology and aked to help him with his lack of clothing and take him shopping in port the next morning. In order to get out of this embarrassing situation, K-T agreed and they set a time to meet at the gangway before he weaved his way out of the dining room, completely forgetting about his robe.

As he moved through the ship to his room, he passed a shop and saw that they sold sewing kits. “Great”, thought K-T, I can use this on the fly of my boxers and wear them as shorts. He grabbed a kit, walked to the counter and quickly paid with his wristband while the clerk could not take her eyes off of his crotch. In his haste to buy the kit, he didn’t notice the sign on the shelf saying the thread was water soluble to be used for temporary hemming.

K-T got back to his room and realized he had left his clothes thrown around all day and packed up the boxers and the torn trunks in a drawer and hung up his towel. He was exhausted, so he turned out the lights and was about to get into bed when he remembered that the Speedos were still wet, so he hung them up as well to dry overnight, and got into bed with the cool breeze from the open balcony doors helping him fall asleep.