The morning after we arrived in Miami, we went out to eat breakfast and explore the city with Taylor and her family before heading to the port where our cruise ship was docked. My kids were instantly amazed by the size of the ship and asking tons of questions as we got everything checked in, boarded, and went to find our cabin.
Between the six adults and four kids, we had three cabins, all right in a row. My kids and I were in one cabin. Taylor was sharing a room with her sister, her brother-in-law, and their son, and Taylor's parents had a cabin to themselves. Taylor's cabin and the one her parents were staying in had a door between them, while mine was completely separate. After putting our bags in our rooms, we went and did the orientation required by the cruise, then went to a balcony to watch the ship as it pulled away from port.
That first night, we explored the ship, showing the kids all the fun things we had planned. After we ate dinner, we caught a family-friendly show, and then made our way back to our cabins. Exhausted from the day and still not used to the time change, my kids were quick to get ready for bed and fell asleep fast.
After my kids feel asleep and I was settling down with a book, I heard a soft knock at my cabin door. I went to open it to see Taylor standing there, asking if she could come in. I stepped aside so she could.
"Sorry, I won't stay long. Michelle and Adam are trying to get Luke down for the night and I wanted to give them some space," she whispered.
"I'll never complain about seeing you," I told her after a quick hug.
"You're sweet. I was talking to my mom earlier and she said that her and dad have some things they want to do tomorrow, but the two days after that, she'll watch the kids whenever," she said.
"Oh, that's nice of her. Adam was telling me that him and Michelle had some things that they were planning on doing tomorrow with Luke that my kids would probably enjoy," I said.
"Good, I'm tagging along too," Taylor said with a laugh. We continued to talk about some plans and fun things to do until we both started to yawn. With my kids still asleep, I slipped out into the hallway with her to walk her the few steps to her cabin. Once there, I wrapped my arms around her narrow waist and pulled her close. As her arms wrapped around my neck, we both leaned in and kissed.
After she pulled away from me, Taylor said, "I really hope that's not the only kiss I get on this trip."
"It won't be," I told her.
The next day, we did a bunch of different activities with the kids, exploring the ship with them and having a blast. Since Taylor's sister and brother-in-law were with us, I had to do my best to control myself around her, having to refrain from flirting or trying to hold her hand.
After eating lunch, my youngest daughter started to get tired and ended up falling asleep in my lap as I sat at a table with Taylor, Michelle, and Adam. My other two daughters wanted to keep playing, so Taylor took them to a kids zone that was nearby, along with her brother-in-law and his son, leaving just me and Michelle at the table.
"Your kids seem to really enjoy having Taylor around," Michelle said.
"Yes, they do. I know that they miss their mom and I think they just gravitate towards whatever females are around," I said.
"Definitely. And I know that Taylor enjoys being with them," she said. "And she enjoys being with you too."
I looked over at Michelle and said, "She is a fun person to be around."
"Just be around? Not do anything else?" She commented.
"What do you mean?" I asked, wondering if she suspected, or actually knew, what I had done with Taylor.
Michelle laughed and said, "She's told me about what you did to her and how you made her feel. She called me that night asking a bunch of questions and if she had broken a commandment and if she needed to tell our dad or the bishop."
"And what did you say?" I asked her as I looked into the kids zone, found Taylor, and made eye contact with her, giving her a little wave.
"I laughed and told her that there was no need to tell anybody and that me and Adam had done way worse," Michelle said.
I looked back at Michelle, a shocked look on my face, even though I knew about her past from talking to Taylor. Michelle laughed as I asked, "What? You didn't save yourself for marriage?'
Michelle laughed harder as I looked at her. A few years older than Taylor, there was no doubt that they were sisters. Same beautiful eyes and smile, same long, brown hair. Very similar body types. Just about the only difference was Michelle's face was a little more narrow where Taylor's was more round, and Taylor was a few inches taller. "Yes, I did. But there's not much that we didn't do before," she said.
Wondering just how much she would tell, I asked her, "Really now? Like what?"
"Why are you so curious?" She asked.
"You're the one who brought it up," I said.
Michelle leaned forward onto the table we were sitting at and said, "Let's just say, we had a lot of fun in the parking lot before we were sealed and he almost got caught with his pants down. And, from the moment I gave him permission, he always had a hard time keeping his hands and mouth off me."
"Wow," I said.
"Actually, that's why we ended up getting married when we did. My dad caught us and told us we either needed to get married, break up, or we were going to make a mistake," she explained, getting another wow from me. "I'm actually kind of jealous and excited for Taylor."
"Why is that?" I asked her.
"Because you have experience. As much fun as I had with Adam learning everything, I can't help but think how much better it would have been to learn from somebody that knew what they are doing," she said.
A few minutes later, my kids came running out, with Taylor behind them. They said that there was a game they wanted to play with me, so I handed the sleeping child to Taylor and went into the kids zone to play with them. The rest of the day was spent much the same, continuing to explore the ship and finding lots of fun things to do. The kids wanted to go swimming, but we told them that they would be tomorrow, when Taylor's parents watched them, while the younger adults and me did our own things.
During dinner, we started to discuss more in-depth what we wanted to do the next day. None of us drink, so we knew that the bars were off limits. But, there was some shows we thought about catching, plus an arcade that Adam really wanted to go to. As we talked, Taylor leaned over to me and said, "We need to find a way to sneak away tomorrow so we can spend some time alone."
We managed to find that time the next day when Adam and Michelle wanted to go to a show that neither me nor Taylor had any interest in seeing. As Adam asked what we would go do and where to meet up when the show was over, I saw Michelle giving us a knowing glance as Taylor talked about maybe going for a quick swim and needing to head back to the cabins for a swimsuit.
As we walked back to our cabin, finally alone, I slipped my hand into Taylor's and grasped it firmly. We somehow managed to get an elevator to our deck that was empty and she gave me a quick kiss before saying, "I've been wanting to do that all day."
When we got to my cabin, we wrapped our arms around each other, hers around my neck and mine around her waist, and we began to kiss again. I wasn't sure just what Taylor had in mind as we made out, but I started to move my hands up and down her body. She was wearing jean shorts, tight around her waist, that went down to her mid-thight before ending. She had already kicked off her sandals, and was wearing a loose-fitting pink T-shirt. All very modest looking for the pretty young woman.
I slipped my hand up her shirt, rubbing her back through the white Temple garment she wore as an undershirt. As we walked backwards to my bed, I took my hands out of her shirt and moved them down to her butt, where I cupped her cheeks and squeezed them. When the back of my legs touched the bed, we stopped moving, and I pulled my mouth away from hers.
"Taylor..." I started to say, but she held her finger up to my lips and said, "Shh. It's OK. I know what I want. Just lay down on the bed."
I did as she said, scooting into the middle of the queen-sized bed and watching as Taylor crawled onto it as well. She had her brown hair pulled back into a ponytail that she flipped to the other side as she leaned back down and started to kiss me again. I put one of my hands on her hip as she put one of hers on my chest and we both started moving them up and down.
But, where I mainly kept mine between the same two spots, I noticed Taylor starting to get lower and lower, until it was right above my groin. She opened up her mouth and pushed her tongue against my lips as her hand finally landed on my groin, attempting to wrap around the shaft of my semi-hard cock through the basketball shorts I had on.
I opened up my mouth, letting her tongue in to wrestle around with mine, as I started to grow harder as she moved her hand up and down. When I was at my full length and thickness, Taylor ended the kiss, and looked down at her hand, with my cock under it. We both looked at each other, me breathing deep, before Taylor looked back at my groin and took her hand off it. I was watching what she was doing as she moved her hands up to the waistband of my shorts and started to tug down on them.
I lifted my hips up as she slid my shorts and boxers down, lifting them both up and over my cock. She kept her eyes on it as it popped up and then down, landing on my groin, and she let go of my shorts when they reached my knees. She bit her lip as she cautiously reached out with her hand, and ran the tips of her fingers over the head of my cock and down my shaft. Looking away from it and up at my face, she said, "So, if I want to do to you what you did to me, what do I need to do? And I can just use my hand, right?"
"Yes, you can just use your hand if you want to. Just wrap it around the shaft, being careful not to grab it too tightly, and rub it up and down. Don't go too fast or too slow, but you can change your speeds if you want to while you're rubbing it" I explained as she listened intently.
