Reunion

You text Zoey, asking for their room number so you can go meet them. You chose a nice button-down shirt and khaki shorts with sneakers, while Mark dressed it up a bit more with a dress shirt and loafers. You head down a couple levels and knock on their door. Zoey opens it, wearing a tight, white, wraparound dress and wooden wedge heels, her hair pulled back in a ponytail.

"Hey, Zoey, you look great!" you say.

Zoey smiles as you hear the hair dryer turn off from inside the bathroom. The door opens and Cara comes out wearing a short powder blue and white striped dress. It covers any cleavage but you can still see the shape of her tits under the dress, which flows out at her thighs. She pairs it with some black ankle strap heels and her toes and fingernails painted white. Her hair is styled straight and her mascara and lip balm make her look absolutely beautiful.

"Cara, you look amazing" Mark say.

Cara smiles and says, "Awww."

He's completely right. You almost feel like you've made a mistake. Zoey admittedly looks really good but Cara looks like one of the most beautiful girls you've ever seen, including celebrities and models. You obviously don't make any of this evident, giving Cara a polite smile before turning to Zoey and taking her hand.

The four of you head down to dinner and find a table, seeing many familiar faces around the restaurant. The waiter comes by for drink orders. The girls order Sangrias while you and Mark get beer. You were able to get **** on the ship, as even though everyone on board is in their first year of college, the ship is in international waters, making it legal to drink.

Appetizers come and go, entrees come and go, and a waiter comes up to you, telling you to head to the front to give a speech. You're surprised, not expecting this at all. You try to refuse but he insists. You walk up slowly and grab the microphone.

You look out over the crowd of people you spent four years with as they chatted and laughed and enjoyed a great meal together. Four years, and now you'll have four more days with them again.

"Excuse me guys, hey, so I think I'm supposed to give some type of speech." The room quiets down. "So thank you all so much for coming. It means a lot to me. I wasn't really sure who I was supposed to invite onto this massive boat, so you all came in clutch." There's a brief laugh that makes its way through the restaurant. "We've got four days to enjoy ourselves as much as we want, so take full advantage. We had a great four years together, and let's have a great next four days as well. Thanks!"

You head back to your seat as your friends clap. Your table orders dessert, and you and Zoey reminisce over your time in high school together. You didn't know each other extremely well, but did sit next to each other once or twice. In one class you became somewhat close, before the semester inevitably ended and you didn't really talk much again. While thinking back on the past, you thought of all the fantasies you had about Zoey, you and her walking down an empty hall during classes, making eye contact, and finding an empty bathroom to fuck in. Just as the dessert comes you feel something touch your foot. You're about to look down when you see the face Zoey is giving you, and immediately realize it's her foot. She looks at you seductively, Mark and Cara none the wiser.

You have a taste of each others' dessert, and this gets you thinking of what's in store for tonight. While Cara definitely looks more beautiful tonight, you know you have a far better chance than Mark at getting some.