I could feel my fingertips tightening on the railing. How could I let this be happening? Why was I letting this happen? Simple...loneliness was hard to live with. Let it go... be spontaneous I told myself.
When he slipped his hands between my thighs... I could have sworn I heard a whimper escape from his lips. Nothing I could say or do at this point was going to convince him that I wasn't excited. My head was tilted back at this point, my whole body was anticipating his next move. I wanted to scream out when I felt him pushing harder against me. It was as if he was subliminally controlling me. I reached behind me and was searching for his zipper.
I slowly moved it downward and reached inside his tuxedo trousers and found my desire.
He was standing close enough behind me that it only took a swift move of his hand to lift the back of my gown. When I felt the heat of his raging cock touching my backside...my whole body went into shock. With another sensuous move...I could feel him entering me. Now my knuckles where white against the railing. The heat from his cock made me orgasm on the spot. How good it felt! This was not going to be just any fuck, I knew that instantly. This was going to be one that I would remember and beg for from time to time.
Others had started to wander out onto the deck at this time. I became nervous, he softly assured me that no one would know. They would think we were swaying to the sound of the Orchestra if I could control myself. This was a task that was more of a command rather than a suggestion. A command that I could not bring myself to disobey.