Danielle and Jack took turns in the cramped shower of the ship before getting dressed for supper. Thankfully, the first night was casual so they did not have to get too dressed up. They playfully rubbed their bodies together as they moved about the cramped cabin. Jack escorted her by extending his elbow as they walked through the ship toward the dining room, checking their map to make sure they were headed in the right direction. People were engaged in many different activities within the ship. Different types of music could be heard from the various clubs that were located along their route.
Their room passes indicated to which dining room and table they were assigned. A maître d' escorted them to their table which was near the windows on the port side. Counting the chairs they could see that that their table would consist of four couples, included themselves. Two of the other couples were just arriving as they got to the table. They introduced themselves and took their seats. She tried to memorize their names before the others arrived. Everyone seemed friendly and in good spirits so dinner looked to be very enjoyable. The waiter flirted with the women and treated everyone like royalty. Peeking at the menu, the food choices looked amazing. The fourth couple arrived shortly after they were seated, filling the round table.
Everyone at their table came from varied backgrounds with stories that she found to be fascinating. The first couple with whom they spoke were school teachers from Ontario, Canada. Their names were Bridget and David Henderson. They had done a lot of traveling all over the world during their summer break. Another gentleman and his wife, Dr. Steven and Dr. Julie Keller both held PhD's in anthropology. They specialized in the Mayan culture and enjoyed coming to these places to see new things in their field of expertise. They knew of some ruins, deep on the jungles of Belize that most tourists didn't get the chance to see. The ritualistic world of the Mayans fascinated Danielle as the Kellers spoke. Danielle secretly hoped that she could travel with the anthropologists to see what they would see. The anthropologists were from Chicago where they were part of the University faculty. The third couple was retired and loved to vacation on cruise ships. Joan and Earl Smith lived in south-central Florida and would often book a last-minute cruise at reduced fares. They already had another booked for shortly after they returned from this cruise. They announced that this was their forty-seventh cruise. The choice of appetizers, meal and desert were fabulous. A few bottle of wine were added by the couples. The table conversation was filled with excitement about the coming days and the delight of getting to know new people.
The meal ended too soon as the dining room began to clear out for the next group of diners. They all wished one another a good night as they went their separate ways.
"Would you like to check out the show in the auditorium?" Jack asked as they walked through the crowds on the ship.
"Sure," she replied not wanting to miss anything.
"We'll be heading on a journey onto the island at 7:00 tomorrow so we should probably get to bed early," he said.
"Really?" she asked. That was the first she had heard about any excursions.
"It's part of the plan that we have prepared for you," was all he offered.
His comment snapped her back to the reality of his adventure game. She was so in the moment at dinner that she almost forgot that they were more than just casual guests on the cruise ship. They went into the theater along with what seemed like half of the ship's passengers. They were lucky to find bench seats in a back corner where they sat waiting for the show to begin. Danielle was already feeling a little tired after the big dinner and a couple glasses of wine. She rested her head on Jack's shoulder as they relaxed. He placed one arm around her and they cuddled in their seats. It felt nice and the absence of armrests made it easier to be close.
When the overly cheerful voice of the cruise director interrupted the din of the crowd they both became more alert. He introduced the ship's band and singers who tried their best to be professional. There were some good voices but the lead singers seemed to shriek into their microphones a bit too often. Jack began seducing her as the performers danced and sang. His hand was on her thigh, making her hot as he stroked her upper leg under her dress. They both were getting amorous and had already started to make out like teenagers so they left for their state room before the show ended.
They walked hand in hand through the ship, passing by the pool on the open deck. A movie was playing on a huge screen above the pool and people were scattered around the deck in their loungers. Jack laid Danielle down on an empty lounge chair and sat beside her as they checked out the movie. Once he started kissing her, they knew it was time to return to the privacy of their room. When they arrived in the suite, Jack unzipped her dress and pulled it down over her shoulders. He slipped her bra straps down over her shoulders next and slipped her bra from her breasts. Bending over he suckled her left nipple. Devouring her he threw Danielle onto the bed where she bounced on her backside. Removing his own clothes he leaned over her on his hands and gazed into her eyes. He could tell that she was excited. He reached down to remove her panties. His fingers tickled on her waist as he slipped them inside and slid the silk underwear smoothly down her slender legs and off over her feet. With grace and expertise he leaned his face above her groin, placing his mouth over her vagina. His warm breath felt erotic before he began stroking her clit with his tongue. She opened her legs to allow him better access as she moaned and raised her mound to help him get better penetration. He slipped a pillow under her bottom to keep her pussy elevated.
"You know," he said, "Being on this ship reminds me of my sailor training and all the useful knots that we practiced and learned for the boat.
Straddling her body she watched as he looked around the room for something. When he didn't see what he was searching for he swung his leg over her and got off the bed. He opened the closet and pulled the terrycloth belts from the two plush bathrobes hanging there. He walked to the head of the bed where there was some structure resembling a headboard affixed to the padded wall. He was able to thread the belt from the robe behind the half post where he secured it. He took her left hand in his and held it above her head while he prepared to wrap the belt around her wrist. Tying what seemed like a complicated knot he slid the loop over her wrist, and then proceeded to slide the knot toward the wall, pulling her arm tight. He took the other belt to the other side of the bed as she watched in anticipation. The gap was tighter on this side of the headboard making him need to force it through with a pen that was on the night stand. He bound her right side to the bed, leaving her laying helplessly o the bed.
"It's a good thing these belts are thin enough to fit through there. I'd never get a rope through. Do I need to bind your feet too? He asked in a manner that she wasn't sure was kidding or serious.
She shook her head, no. There was a tray of fresh fruit with a chocolate sauce displayed prominently in the little table across the room. He took the platter and brought it over to the bed. Holding the platter in his left hand and the dish of sauce in his right, he looked at her mischievously as he began dribbling the chocolate sauce into her navel. The sticky dip felt cold as it pooled on her skin. He took a strawberry from the tray, and then set it on one end of the tray. Placing it between his teeth he dipped the end of it into the chocolate in her navel then brought it to her mouth. She bit the end off as she looked into his eyes. He ate the rest then took a piece of pineapple from the tray and fed it to her in the same manner. Jack shared the sweet treat with Danielle in her mouth as he fed the last half into her mouth with his tongue, then lingered. He moved down to dip his tongue into the chocolate and smeared if over her nipples. He then sucked the chocolate from all around her areolas, cleaning her. The last bit of dip was deep inside her navel. He took care of that with his tongue as she squirmed with delight on the bed.
He climbed back on top of her and kissed her on her mouth. Using a very light tough he stroked his finger nails across her breasts. The sensation was pleasant and painful making her squirm. She would have blocked him if her hands were free. He continued to tease her with light touches from his fingers and tongue. A shiver ran through her body as he played with her inner thighs. He kissed her all over while getting her more and more aroused. He reached up to the headboard and slid the knots down to loosen the tension in her arms.
