Sandy outs herself as lover to Jim and Sally too

"I don't mind meeting fans," Billy Royce told Sandy with a nod and a smile.

"Okay!" Sandy said excitedly, and quickly conveyed the message over the phone. She moved back to the couch with a little bounce in her step. "They said they'll be right over! I don't think they quite believed me though. Heck, I'm not sure if I believe it."

"Oh?" Veevee smiled, scooting over on the couch to leave the middle beside Billy open. "Why don't you sit by him and get a good look."

Sandy looked dumbstruck for a moment.

"D'ya got another of those club sodas over there?" Billy asked Sandy.

"Oh, okay, sure," Sandy said. Hers was half-full after dropping it in surprise when Veevee orgasmed loudly behind her. She went back to the little fridge to get another for Billy. Billy patted the middle of the towel-covered couch, and Sandy moved with more assurance and settled between Veevee and Billy.

"Thanks, Sandy," he said, taking the drink. He popped the top and nodded his head to Veevee. "To the fine lady on the far end who got things started," he said, drinking to Veevee.

Veevee smiled. "Do I have to worry about showing up in a song?"

"Are you worried?" Billy asked.

Veevee laughed. "I'd be flattered, more than anything," she said. "Work in some word so I'll know it's me. How about ship?"

Billy laughed. "Works for me. Just put your hands over your daughter's ears. Oh wait, you were saying she's a super fan. Hope she doesn't catch on." He looked to Sandy sitting between them. "Hey, how'd you get just your feet wet?" he asked.

"I, I..." Sandy began. "I dropped my drink when Veevee, um, uh..." Sandy's voice dropped to a squeaky whisper. "...had a screaming orgasm on your cock," she said.

Veevee chuckled.

Billy said, "Sorry about that, Sandy, I'm the guest here, don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Sandy nodded. Her voice was still quiet and hesitant. "Um thanks," she said.

"So, you look like you've been busy," Billy told her. "All pink in the cheeks." He shot a glance over to the bedroom door. "You been working hard back there?"

Sandy's mouth dropped open. "Uh, um..." she said. She had her voice back, but no words actually came out.

The bedroom door opened again. A tall blond couple in early middle age stepped into the front room of the cruise ship suite.

"Looks like nice folks," Billy said. "They show you a good time?" he asked Sandy.

"Hey, Sandy, will you introduce us?" Jim said. "Veevee said she was bringing someone by."

Sandy flushed pink. "B-Billy Royce, this is my boyfriend's mom and dad, Sally and Jim Walker. Jim, Sally, this is Lil's favorite singer. Billy Royce."

"Pleased to meet you," Billy said, nodding to Sally and Jim.

"Happy to meet you too," Sally said. "I knew you were onboard for a special show, but this is a nice surprise."

"You're Peter's mom and dad?" Billy said. Jim and Sally nodded. Billy looked to Sandy. "Oh, sorry, did I get it wrong about giving you a good time? Foot in mouth Billy, here. Sorry, my bad."

There was a moment of silence.

Veevee and Sandy spoke over each other. "Actually," Veevee started. "No," Sandy said.

Billy looked from Jim and Sally to Sandy and Veevee.

"You don't have to explain, you know," he said.

Veevee burst out laughing.

"I think I have to," Sandy said. She looked to Jim and Sally. "Can I?"

"Yes, you can tell him," Sally said.

"It is complicated," Sandy said. "But here it is. My sister Peggy goes to sex parties." Billy nodded, following, as Sandy continued. "There's a particular one that she likes best. I asked her to take me along."

Billy nodded.

"I hit it off with the hosts," Sandy said. "Jim and Sally." She paused and took a few deep breaths. "I went to a few parties. Then a while later I started dating Peter at college, and really liked him. We were talking about the parties and I invited Peter to come along."

Billy gave a slow, deep nod.

"Pete didn't know his mom and dad hosted sex parties. I didn't know Peter was their son. They hadn't met Peter and his new girlfriend together. So. All that. All of us naked at a sex party."

"I guess it worked out," Billy said.

Sandy felt butterflies inside. She looked to Sally and Jim, then back to Billy. "Yeah," she squeaked out.

"You all look like nice folks," Billy said.

"Yeah," Sandy squeaked again.

Billy shrugged and smiled. "You don't need to explain anymore unless you think it's important." He shifted a little on the couch. "I'm not gonna spoil this party."

Veevee and Sally laughed out loud.

"You're a true gentleman, Mr. Royce," Veevee said.

"Billy, please," he said. "And would someone find me a little towel for the ol' Golden Bough here?" His large penis drooped against his thigh, moist with Veevee's pussy juice and seed from himself and Hank.