Thirty years. We were babies way back then. And here we are now celebrating our 30-year anniversary. We had met in college and dated for a couple of years and then were married in our mid-twenties. A couple of career changes for both of us over the years, and two kids raised and out of the house, and now we could enjoy the perks of the flexible schedules and plentiful vacation time that we both had. We had decided that for our anniversary, we would take a 15-night cruise through the Caribbean. Samantha, Sam to me, loved cruising and the relaxation that came with it. She had finally talked me into taking her on our first cruise about 10 years ago, and we both loved it. What's not to love. No schedule, no cooking, no cleaning, and as much or as little to do as you like.
For me though, there was another reason I loved it so much. When we are on a cruise a couple of things happen. First, I get to watch and look at my wife as much as I can all day, every day in her bathing suits and dresses. Even after 30 years, she is just sexy as hell, never failing to turn me on. She's about five foot three and weighs about 140 pounds. She had that slight rounding of the mid-section that comes from having kids and maturing and her breasts had grown over the years from 34b's to 40c's, and her ass was plump and round and firm.
Which leads to the second thing that happens with Sam when we get on the boat. She just completely loosens up. All the stress and anxiety from her work melts away and she relaxes and she is just ready to let loose some.
The benefit I get, and I suppose other guys too, is that her bathing suits all have this round cut out in the front that really shows off her tits by showing an expanse of the inside slope of each breast. And she'll make a point of bending over in front of me out at the pool so that I can see completely down the valley between her breasts.
And the dresses she wears to dinner each night are cut really low in the front, showing off some very deep cleavage. She'll make a point of leaning over toward me when she says something to me so that I can see even a little bit more. So, naturally, when we talk about vacation, I'm all for another cruise.
As we walked up the walkway to board the ship, I couldn't help but think of all the fun we were going to have over the next two weeks away from all the stress and unplugged from the world. I reached over and took her hand as we walked and asked her, "You ready for the next two weeks?"
"I've been ready for the next two weeks for months now. And I'm telling you now, I've got a few new things in mind for this trip," Sam replied with a wink and squeeze of my hand.
I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but a few things certainly flashed through my mind. "I can't wait to find out what you've got in mind. I can imagine a few things. But for now, let's go get a drink and find a place to have some lunch."
"Sounds good to me," she said. "I need a mudslide and something really good to eat to get ready for our on board afternoon. I've been thinking about this afternoon for a long time."
And so, with the promise of a very interesting afternoon ahead, we boarded the ship and decided to find an open bar for a drink and then find one of the open eateries and have some lunch before finding our stateroom to drop off our backpacks and check on the delivery of our luggage. We ordered and got our drinks and found a table at the aft of the ship looking out over the city. After we ordered our lunch, Sam headed off to the restroom.
When she returned to the table, I immediately noticed two extra buttons were undone at the top of her lightweight top as she leaned forward to slide into her chair. The view of the upper slopes of her breasts was magnificent, if too brief. "And so the vacation begins," I thought to myself.
When I looked up, she was smiling at me with a mischievous look as she winked at me. "Liking what you see?" She asked me. "Well, there's more coming."
With that she pulled out her phone and started typing something. As she set her phone down on the table, I felt my phone begin to vibrate. "Samantha has sent you a message," my phone screen read. I raised an eyebrow at her as I lowered the phone to my lap and entered the password to open up the message app.
I did my best to keep my facial expression as neutral as I could, but I'm sure my eyes went wide and my mouth hung open. As the app opened the message read, "I know you enjoyed the view when I sat down, but I think you'll like this view even more."
As the picture appeared I instantly recognized what I was seeing. There before me on the screen was a very clear picture of Sam's pussy. The trimmed landing strip at the top of her lips, which were spread just enough to see a slight dew present and her clit just beginning to peek out from under her hood.
I could immediately begin to feel my cock begin to harden inside my shorts as I stared at the picture and then up at her. The grin was still there, but there was a smolder burning in her eyes.
"You like?" She asked.
Then she leaned in toward me and whispered huskily, "We're going to stay here and finish our lunch and enjoy a couple of drinks and this beautiful scenery for a little while. And then we're going to take our time and walk around the ship a little bit before we head to our room. When we get to our cabin, you're going to open the blinds to the balcony to let the sunlight in, and then you're going to put me on the bed and take each piece of my clothing off. And then you're going to get between my legs and eat my pussy until I beg you to stop."
Where had this come from? This attitude and brazenness was new for Sam. But I sure wasn't complaining. I could feel my cock as hard as I could remember it being without being touched. I could almost feel it throbbing with my heartbeat.
But this plan of hers was going to raise one definite problem.
"Uh, that sounds unbelievably awesome Sam. But there's just one problem with that plan. It's going to be just a little bit of a problem for me to be walking around. I think this might be a little bit noticeable pushing out against these shorts. Don't you think we'd be better off to head right to the room and go for a walk around a little bit later?"
"Oh, I don't think so Jacob. I want everyone to see what I get to go to my cabin with and imagine what I'm gonna be doing with that tool you've got in there. Or, they can wonder what you're gonna be doing to me with it. And if I even begin to sense that you're losing any of that beautiful erection I imagine you have in those shorts right now, I'm gonna make sure to whisper something in your ear, or give your dick a little squeeze or tap, or make sure you see me lick my lips in a way that all you'll be able to think about is me sliding my lips over the tip of your cock and sliding them all the way down to the base." She stopped for just a minute and to gauge my expression.
Then she continued, "And besides, you're not the only one with a problem buster. My nipples are so hard they ache. I think they might be a little bit noticeable. And I feel like my pussy is running like a river I'm so wet. So, your not alone. But we're gonna play this game and delay as long as we can stand it. And the more people that notice, the better. What the hell, I want them to know where we're headed and what we're headed there to do. We don't know any of these people and we're hundreds of miles away from home. C'mon Jacob, we've talked about some public displays, and you've wished that I would loosen up a little bit, so let's have some new fun this trip. I'm finally ready. I love you more than I ever have and I'm really excited about trying some new things with each other this week."
