Sighing happily as I stepped onto the dock, I glanced around, feeling the sun bake my cool skin in my low-cut dress as the cool breeze fluttered it around the tops of my thighs and my long black hair whispered around my waist. I was glad that I had decided on my bright pink flip-flops as the dock swayed slightly. My lips curved as I surveyed the women around me, my competition, I felt like a goddess at that moment. Plump women in their 40's with sagging tits and no embarrassment of their aging flesh as they moved around in their skimpy bathing suits. Then there was little 'ole me barely in my 20's with my luscious breasts still perky and full on a slim and toned body that I kept hidden behind my thin dress.
Women really should leave some things to the imagination, I thought to myself as I began to stroll up the ramp towards the ship, my hips rolling invitingly, knowing that all those men's eyes were on my firm ass that I worked so hard to maintain, while their wives were glaring as I pretended that my laugh was for the little sea otter splashing under the dock before I reached the ship, instantly surrounded by attendants that were barely able to keep their eyes off of my teasing cleavage. I picked one that was tall and broad of shoulder with dark brown hair and deep blue eyes; even that horrid red and blue uniform looked good on that body of his. I licked my lips as my eyes drifted from his bottom to his left hand. Not my type after all, letting my eyes shift to the sparkling blue water, anxious now to get to my room and luggage to change.
My eyes caught the site of a man and a woman into a room up ahead, the woman was homely and I didn't look at her twice, but that man was worth a look. My attendant, Scott I think his name was, stopped at the door next to the couple, I smiled briefly at him and went to step in the door, pausing to look as if I had just noticed the two others near me. I pasted a friendly smile on my face, making sure that my body would be outlined nicely in the sun, my dress would be sheer to their eyes and my body would be outlined perfectly.
"Why hello there!" As they turned towards me, my smile widened just a bit more as I got to see that face all angles and hard planes with deep brown eyes bordering on black, a cleft chin, and that shadow of a beard that just spoke of a bad, bad man that needed to be pleased. My eyes drifted quickly over the body, noticing that he must be well built by the strain across the shoulders of his shirt, the slimness of his waist and the tightness through the thighs of his jeans. Very nice indeed, a wicked little voice spoke inside of me as I strengthened my southern drawl making sure that my smile looked like it was for both of them, "Y'all must be as excited as I am to finally be getting this cruise under way!"
I saw the woman's mouth pucker slightly as she saw me, obviously the sun was doing its job, before she pasted on a fake smile, "Yes, of course we are, and we'd better get changed if we want a spot on that sun deck..."
Her message was obvious, but I still kept my warm and friendly attitude in place, "Of course, of course, I didn't mean to delay you! Y'all have fun and I'll catch ya around some time!"
The wife, judging from the large rock on her finger, gave a sniff and headed inside, the husband started inside and paused just long enough to rake his eyes over me before meeting my eyes, "It was nice meeting you..."
I nodded to him, not wanting to push things but in my head, I was beaming. I had my first target and this was going to be so much fun. Stepping into my room, I surveyed my surroundings. Large open floor plan, a plush king bed next to the side that led to the private balcony, my flip flops sinking into the soft white carpet as I noticed the door to the bathroom. As I opened the door, my smile grew yet again as I imagined all the naughty things to be had in this suite, my eyes taking in the large glass shower that was next to an small hot tub meant for two. So much fun indeed, I slipped the dress up over my head as I turned towards the floor length mirror, allowing me to see my nude body.
Squeezing my nipples, I brought them to hard little peaks where I planned to keep them, running a hand down my firm stomach to my bare pussy, making sure it was still as soft as a Georgia peach. I smiled at myself before I walked back out into the room, not bothering to close any of the blinds, if someone saw me I would just act overwhelmed and claim that I had forgotten... until then, anyone who saw me could watch me as long as they were able to. I opened my suitcase, searching for that black suit that wrapped around my neck, crossed over my nipples and around my back before the two piece were stitched together to barely cover my ass and pussy as it reached back up and connected sparingly to the cross under my breasts.
It was handmade for me, as were all of my suits, meant to tantalize but never reveal anything important though it could easily be yanked off by anyone with a hard tug. I had lost so many amazing swimsuits that way, but the pleasure of feeling the silk rip off of my soft, tender skin was definitely worth it. Siding it on, I turned to another mirror on the wall, making sure that everything was properly covered to just the right degree before pulling open my suitcase of shoes, selected a pair of wood high heel flip-flops that added a good 4 inches to my slight 5'4" height, the black leather thongs complimenting my bright pink polish on my toe nails. Giggling, I brushed out my long black hair, dropping the brush on the bed as I grabbed my pre-packed beach bag, slipping my room card inside before stepping out, shutting the door behind me.
I turned my face to the sun, closing my eyes in a moment of pure pleasure as I heard the door click next to me and this deep, firm voice drifted over to me, "Enjoying the sun, Miss...?"
Opening my eyes, I turned my head to find that voice belong to the equally amazing husband-next-door, "Nikki... and you are?" I smiled up at him as I turned my body towards him, giving him full access to roam my full figure with his eyes.
A cough behind him interrupted us and I peeked around his shoulder, "Hi again, Nikki here, I was just walkin' out when I ran into your husband here, I was just about to head up to the sun deck to relax until we set sail, how about you guys?"
I got my first view of her, covered in a long t-shirt, hair pulled back in a sloppy ponytail, thick cheap sunglasses perched on her nose, I grinned at her as she spoke, "I believe we were heading in the same direction...".
She glanced at her husband as if unsure, I saw her fingers nervously tugging at the bottom of her t-shirt. I clapped my hands, emphasizing the difference in our ages, my breasts swaying gently with my enthusiasm, "Perfect! Why don't we all walk together? My boyfriend and I broke up and I just couldn't force myself not to come on the trip so I don't know a single person here! But don't worry, I'm not needy or clingy or anything, I know everyone's on their own vacation!"
The woman surprised me with a laugh, "Well come along then and I'm Jenny, this is my husband Dave... we're here on our honeymoon."