What a week! Who would have thought your whole life could turn upside down in such a short space of time. At the beginning of the week everything was going smoothly as Rachel and I prepared for our luxury dream cruise together. I would never have imagined what would happen on that cruise liner!
It all began on only the second day of our cruise around the West Indies. I couldn't believe how many people were aboard but soon began to relax in the baking heat enjoying just lazing about by the pool, taking in the sights. And what sights there were... beautiful women in tiny bikinis were everywhere, it was too much to resist the odd peek as they strolled past. It was my eyes roaming that started my troubles as Rachel caught my gaze following a buxom redhead who was walking along past the pool.
"What are you looking at?" she scolded.
"Uhm nothing babe!" I replied, knowing already that I was in for trouble.
You see there is one thing about Rachel is that she gets jealous very fast.
"I saw you looking!" she responded, "I suppose you prefer her to looking at me now huh?"
"Eeeer....no" I said.
"You hesitated, I knew it! well I'll make it easy for you" and with that she stormed off leaving me sitting there bemused and amazed at how quickly she had become upset.
I sat there by the pool just wondering what the hell had happened when I saw an absolute vision! I mean she looked amazing. She had long blonde hair and was wearing the tiniest little white bikini as she stepped from the pool. Even better was to come as she walked past and I realised that the bikini was almost see-through when wet and I couldn't resist staring at her perfect little brown nipples poking through the material. My gaze travelled south over the flattest stomach imaginable to rest on her nether regions where I could see a tiny tattoo peeking from the side of her bikini bottoms. As well as the tattoo you could make out a thin shadow of pubic hair, neatly trimmed angled towards her pussy lips which were also just about visible. Her lips seemed to be trying to eat the material of her swimsuit as they showed of every detail and shape of her delectable pussy that was clearly shaved smooth. The lips reminded me of the rounded petals of a flower, I couldn't help but stare until I felt her eyes on me. I averted my gaze but to no avail, I was busted big time!
The vision walked straight up to me and asked me if I was enjoying the view! I couldn't believe it as I spluttered,
"Erm sorry...Yes... errr I was just wondering what tattoo you had in such a daring place!"
How lame was that?!
"Oh my tattoo, its my lucky charm, it's a little Gecko, its keeping an eye on my modesty!" she said, and with that pulled her bikini bottoms to the side a little and thrust her hips closer to me so that I could see the tattoo better. I couldn't help but take in the stunning sight barely inches from my eyes. The feet of the gecko tattoo were nestling in the edge of her golden pubic hair. I spotted that the material had also been pulled forward slightly so I altered the angle of my gaze in an effort to see those wonderful looking petal like pussy lips. But she was too quick for me. She let the bikini bottoms snap back into place but she did treat me one more time when she pulled up the sides of her wet bottoms. The material became even tighter, it seamed to separate her lips and I was sure that I could make out the tiny bulge of her clit at the top of her groove. I couldn't believe what was happening and in my flustered state kicked a drink that was on the deck all over the place.
"Oops! I suppose I had better let you clear that up," She quipped, and with that she was gone, leaving me stunned at what had just occurred. I was definitely feeling hot under the collar and had to have a swim to cool off before going to get dressed for dinner. Was Rachel going to join me? I didn't care right now as I still had a vivid picture of "her" in my head.
However, after a shower I had cooled down a bit and began to wonder where Rachel had gotten to so I headed to the restaurant we had chosen before our argument. I asked for a table for two hoping that Rachel would turn up soon. She didn't! I sat there for over an hour slowly getting madder with every J.D and coke that I drank.
Just as I was about to leave I couldn't believe my eyes as my vision sat down at a table not fifteen feet away...and she was alone! I could feel my face beginning to flush as a ripple of excitement flowed through me. I ordered another drink and sat trying to discreetly glance at her when she wasn't looking. I felt like a naughty school boy but couldn't help myself. It was during one of my adolescent glances that I saw the most erotic sight ever. My vision slowly uncrossed her legs revealing a tiny pair of white lace panties before crossing her legs again. It was almost too much to bear and as I looked up I saw a glimmer of a smile cross her lips. Had she done it on purpose? I fervently hoped so! Like a fool I quickly looked away, embarrassed at being caught again looking at her with pure lust in my eyes. "Time to leave," I thought as my composure deserted me completely.
After almost running out of the restaurant, I walked the decks for a while and my thoughts returned to Rachel who had it seemed vanished into thin air. I returned to our cabin and waited for her to return.
It was later that evening when she still hadn't returned when I started to feel really annoyed as I felt I hadn't really done anything wrong, just admiring the female form, and Rachel had really lost it.
"Sod it, I'm going for a drink." I said to no-one in particular.
I trawled through three or four of the bars with no joy and as I reached one of the many bars aboard I saw Rachel, and she was enjoying the company of two of the cabin crew, with the three of them having a great time. I left for another bar steaming mad and quickly downed three shots of J.D before my mood mellowed and I began to take in the surroundings.
It was then that I saw her again, the beautiful woman from the pool dressed in a glittering gold dress seated on a stool at the other end of the bar. She had long hair that seemed to glitter and match her dress, and a figure to die for barely covered by the flimsy material. It was not an exaggeration to say that every guy in the bar was casting furtive glances her way. It also seemed that she was well aware of the fact and loved every minute of it.
I moved chairs so that I had her in my direct eye line and as I moved closer I could see that the gold dress she was wearing was as see through as any dress that I had ever seen, It was like something off a catwalk. I thought at first that she was wearing some tiny flesh coloured underwear until the light hit her at just the right angle. The shape and darkness of her nipples was clear for me to see, standing out proudly on her pert breasts. Was she wearing panties? I wasn't sure and kept trying to discreetly look to see. It was whilst looking that she caught me staring at her and with a smile uncrossed her legs repeating her earlier performance but this time there was a magical difference.
It was like being hit with a thunderbolt as her little dress rode up the most wonderful pair of tanned thighs to reveal...no panties, just the most erotic sight ever, the pussy petals that I had earlier been prevented from seeing were there for my viewing pleasure. It seemed not long enough before she slowly re-crossed her legs, still smiling and I could feel the effects of the view that I had just had in my loins. I had to readjust where I sat to accommodate the erection this woman had just caused.
Now the question kept replaying in my head, "Did she do that just for me?" I fervently hoped so. In my semi-drunken state all I could think about was having this woman, I wanted to be the Bee who slid his tongue beyond her petals to taste her pollen. But then there was probably a similar thought running through every mans head in the bar. As I looked around it was obvious that I wasn't the only one to see her little show as waiters were sent over with glasses of champagne for the lady.
I sat there now openly looking at her, the drinks numbing my thoughts to anything else other than to see her pantie-less pussy again. It was then she got up from her stool to go to the ladies room. As she did so she bent over to fiddle with the buckle on her shoe. I nearly exploded! Her perfectly shape arse was being revealed in all its glory, as well as just a glimpse of those sweet little pussy petals. What a beautiful little peach of an arse she had and every eye in the bar watched it wiggle into the ladies room.
Perhaps it was the drink that numbed my normal reserve but I decided to at least try and get to know this amazing lady a little better. I waited for her to return before approaching her, fully aware of all eyes watching, waiting to see my failure.
"Uh hi, I was just... uhm... wondering... would you... uh... like to dance?" I stammered.
How dumb could I sound? I was stuttering like a smitten child and in front of a bar full of people too!
"Sure, why not?" she replied, "we can't have you being laughed at by everyone now, can we?"
I thought I had misheard but couldn't believe my luck as this beautiful woman led me to the small dance floor where Bon Jovi was playing. "Living on a prayer," how apt I thought!
