It's amazing the things that can happen when your friends convince you to do something. My best friend Glenn somehow got me to sign up for one of those single's cruises. At first I was skeptical, but decided to go with it just for the fun.
The boat set sail from Miami and we were going to be at sea for a week. As soon as we stepped on board, I was thankful that Glenn talked me into going. There were beautiful women everywhere, of all shapes, sizes, and colors. And considering the fact that we were going to be sailing from Florida into the warm Caribbean waters, many of the women were already in bikinis and skimpy outfits. Glenn and I shared a knowing smile, all the exposed cleavage and nice round asses parading around us.
The first night on the boat was cool, with a couple of activities and mixers designed to get to know the other people on the cruise. We had a good time, partying, drinking, and meeting women. It's was the next night, however, where things really got interesting.
There was a party going on in one of the ball rooms. There was a bar and a good DJ playing music. There were a lot of people having a good time. After getting a drink at the bar, I started walking through the dance floor and this woman caught my eye. She was fair-skinned with a nice tan, and had long dark hair. She was wearing a pink bikini top and matching boy shorts. She was dancing with a woman, but I decided to ease up behind her and start dancing. When I got there, she turned around to look at me, smiled, and then faced me to dance. She quickly warmed up to me and started dancing closer, letting me put my hands on her waist and hips. She turned to face away from me and started grinding her ass into my crotch. I was wearing long swimming trunks that came down to my knees, so there wasn't much clothes between my cock and her ass. I'm sure she felt the wood that was starting to form in my shorts.
After a sharing a few dances, she leaned over to whisper in her friend's ear and gestured towards the door. She then leaned closer to me and told me that she wanted to go up to the deck for a quick smoke and asked if I would join her. I said "Yeah" and took her hand as she led me out the dancehall.
We got up to the deck and found an empty section of railing to lean against. It was fairly late at night, and there weren't many people around, so we were basically alone. She pulled a cigarette and lighter from her cleavage and lit it. "I'm Ava, by the way," she said, holding her free hand out.
"Mark," I responded, shaking her hand. I could hear a southern accent in her voice and asked her where she was from.
"Georgia," she said with a smile. "And you sound like you're from up North."
"Yeah, from Jersey."
She told me that she was here with her friend Dawn, the women she was dancing with. "We've been having a really good time," she said, blowing smoke out over the water. "Sometimes all you want to do is relax, drink, and have a good time."
"I know what you mean," I said, looking into her intense brown eyes.
She flicked the last of her cigarette over the railing and watched it as it fell to the water below. "And those tequila shots I had at the bar are making me feel real good right now," she said with a mischievous smile. She moved closer to me and placed her hand on my stomach.
"Oooh, you have nice abs. Can I see?" she asked. I lifted up my shirt and showed her my abs. "That is real sexy," she said as she rubbed her hand up and down my stomach. "You must work out a lot."