AN - Evening

It’s evening on the deck. A warm, salty breeze blows and quiet music plays. You clink glasses with Ana, who makes a face like she does whenever you make any show of romantic affection for her. It’s beautiful.

Since you boarded this boat, the only time she’s ever shut up about how stupid and wasteful these cruises are is when you’re making her scream in bed, sealing her mouth with a kiss, or enjoying the quiet by the pool. You get it already. She thinks Disney cruises are dumb.

She’s having fun, though. You get up and take her hand. She protests at first, then comes along to the dance floor. You take the lead in the slow dance. She rolls her eye at you, but you just hold her close. At the end of the song, you give her a long, lingering kiss. Most of the time she hates PDA more than anything, but you’re starting to get through to her. You think she’s beginning to have fun. She doesn’t give it away with her face or her words, but… just like when you’re having sex, the feel of her pussy tells you how much she’s enjoying herself… here, her hands give it away. Her arms are around your neck, and her body language is all sensual tenderness. It takes a lot of work to get Ana out of mom mode and into woman mode, but you feel like if you can do it… it will be worth it.

Her soft body melts to yours, and you are not afraid at all to make out right here on this dance floor, but she suddenly goes rigid.

“Look behind you,” she says, turning her face away quickly.

You glance over your shoulder and see it. You can’t miss it. No fucking way.

Angela and Fareeha are on this cruise too.