A ship employee

The two women stopped their fake moaning and looked at each other in surprise. Someone had heard them, apparently. Alex must have been right about the walls being thin. Mackenzie moved towards the door, but Alex tightly grabbed her arm and yanked her back.

"Wait, you idiot!" the brunette hissed. "We have to make it look like we just got interrupted!"

Before Mackenzie could even form a reply, Alex started vigorously messing up Mackenzie's beautiful red hair. Then, she grabbed Mackenzie's sundress and swiftly yanked it up and off her body.

"Wh-HEY!" Mackenzie whispered. But instead of replying, Alex simply began pulling off Mackenzie's bikini. With alarming speed, the brunette tugged off both pieces, rendering Mackenzie naked once again. "Why?!" Mackenzie hissed. Alex grabbed one of the white bedsheets and jammed it into Mackenzie's empty arms. She meekly unfurled it and draped it in front of her exposed body.

"Remember, we're 'married,' alright? Now sell it!" Alex physically spun Mackenzie around and shoved her towards the door.

Mackenzie blushed, still in shock at how quickly Alex had managed to rip her clothes entirely off, and readied herself to answer the door. She didn't have to fake her embarrassment as she saw an older man standing there. He seemed to be in his late 40s or early 50s, and his eyes bulged upon seeing the gorgeous redhead wearing nothing but a thin bedsheet just a few feet from him. His nametag read: "Marino."

"Er-hem, sorry to, uh, interrupt..." he coughed. "Ma'am, I don't mean to disturb you but the main office just sent me to check out... how you were doing."

"O-oh! We're fine!" Mackenzie nervously responded, a bit too quickly. "Just spending time with my, uh, wife! Yep, my beautiful wife!"

"Oh..." the man nervously chuckled, eyes roaming up and down Mackenzie's sheet-covered curves. "Well, I, uh, I don't mean to intrude, but we did get a call from this room about a, uh..." he glanced down at a tablet in his hand and licked his lips, "...a 'crazy naked girl saying it's her room' from here not too long ago. And well," he gestured at Mackenzie's barely decent form before continuing, "here you are! So I hope you don't mind me asking, ma'am, but do you have proof that this is your room? Your room key card perhaps?"

"I, uh, accidentally threw that down the laundry chute with my dirty clothes earlier," Mackenzie admitted sheepishly. "But, uh, the room's registered in my name: Mackenzie Fairbairn." After a moment, the redhead hastily added, "Oh! And my wife's name too! Alex! My wife, Alex Fairbairn. It's registered in both our names."

"I see..." the man said, glancing down at his tablet. "Ah, that does match what I have on file here. Well that just clears everything right up then! But, uh, what's all this about a laundry chute?"

Mackenzie tilted her head slightly in confusion and gestured over to the big lid built into one of the walls. "That one, right there." With only one hand holding it in place, the bedsheet dipped lower, exposing the sides of Mackenzie's body.

"That's... the garbage chute," the man said. "We don't provide complimentary laundry services on this cruise, I'm afraid."

"Oh..." Mackenzie muttered, realizing she'd just thrown away a perfectly good outfit, not to mention her room key.

"You'll have to excuse dear Mackenzie here," Alex said, walking up to the doorframe and standing beside her "wife." Mackenzie noted, with no small amount of frustration, that she was fully clothed. "She's always been a bit of a ditz. Still, though, she's one hell of a catch." And with a resounding SMACK, Alex slapped Mackenzie's uncovered ass. Hard. Mackenzie jumped in place, dropping the bedsheet in her surprise, and exposing herself completely to the ship employee. "And she's kind of a klutz, too," Alex added as Mackenzie let out an embarrassed squeak.

"You don't say!" Marino chuckled. The naked redhead crouched down and hurriedly began pulling the bedsheet back into her arms. She stood back up with the large ball of white fabric, managing to cover her breasts, stomach, and pussy, but not much else. She was about to duck away back into the room, but Alex's hand was clamped firmly on Mackenzie's arm.

"We're on our honeymoon," Alex said with a genuine seeming smile.

"Oh is that so? That's terrific! Well, congratulations!" Marino said cheerily. But a moment later his smile vanished as he glanced down at something. "No, uh, rings I see? I don't mean to be rude, I just couldn't help but notice..."

Alex paused, but only for a moment before saying, "Oh right! Well, with how clumsy this one is," her stern grip quickly turned into a playful arm rub, "we figured it would be better to leave them at home for the time being. Knowing Mackenzie, her ring might wind up at the bottom of the Atlantic if she wore it out here!" Alex laughed and Mackenzie **** a sheepish smile on her already blushing face.

"I see..." the man said. He paused for a few moments, examining the two women for something. His gaze seemed quite perceptive and Mackenzie didn't like how... penetrating it was. Her nervousness and embarrassment deepened as his gray eyes locked onto hers for several long seconds. But finally he politely said, "Well, make sure you get that card key replaced by the office sometime soon. Sorry for the intrusion, ladies. You both have a good day now!" And with that, he turned and retreated down the hall.

Mackenzie wasted no time in closing the door, only to have an angry Alex slam her back into it after she turned around. The impact once again dislodged the bedsheet from her tenuous grip.

"What the hell was that garbage?" Alex demanded. Her hands were pressing Mackenzie's shoulders up against the door, leaving the redhead helpless but to stand there naked. "Your performance was terrible!"

"Get off me!" Mackenzie yelled, but found she couldn't break free from Alex's grip. This woman was really strong! "I did the best I could!"

"Well, you had better get a hell of a lot better at pretending, and fast!" The brunette glared at Mackenzie for a moment longer before releasing her. "You're lucky I bailed you out there, given how terrible of a job you were doing."

"And why exactly did I have to be naked for that if you were just going to show up dressed anyway?" Mackenzie asked as she walked around Alex and headed for her discarded clothing.

"Uh, DUH? Because I waited long enough to make it seem like I got dressed first. Whereas you needed to seem like you'd been interrupted without any clothes on. It's pretty obvious."

"Well, whatever," Mackenzie grumbled as she picked up her bikini bottoms. "I'll do better next time."

"No, you know what?" Alex said, stomping over to Mackenzie and yanking the bottoms out of her hands. "You'll do better right now."

"HEY!"

"We're gonna practice some more right now. Once you can do a convincing job of telling me you have a wife, then you can get your clothes back."

"Screw you! You can't tell me what to do!" The naked redhead moved to head for her travel bag, but Alex was once again too fast for her. She grabbed Mackenzie by the wrist and shoulder before physically steering her over to the bed. "OW! HEY! LET GO!"

"Sit down on the bed and tell me you have a wife. Naturally." She dumped Mackenzie ungraciously onto the mattress. When Mackenzie defiantly looked back up at her, Alex shot her a deadly glare that made Mackenzie rethink her decision. The redhead sighed and submitted, settling for simply covering herself with her hands.

"I have a wife. Her name is Alex," she said, making it sound quite believable.

"Where did you meet?"

"Where did we... uh... Malibu?" Mackenzie asked.

"WRONG! Florida! Three years ago!" Alex roared, "Did you already forget our cover story?! Ugh, I can't believe I'm stuck with you for the next two weeks."

"Well I'm not so thrilled about it either," Mackenzie flushed. "Can I get dressed now?"

"No! Not until you've got everything memorized. Now, where did we just get married?"

And so, for the next hour and a half, Mackenzie and Alex fleshed out their cover story. It involved a lot of yelling on Alex's part and a lot of sitting there naked on Mackenzie's part, but finally Alex deemed Mackenzie's job acceptable and let her get dressed.

"Wear something nice," the brunette said, "We're about to have our first dinner together as a married couple and I know the perfect place."