Fuck it I thought and I gave in to Rachel as she lifted my ass to ease my yoga pants off the hips exposing my newly trimmed pussy. Instead of a large black bush, I was now sporting a landing strip about 4 inches long and directing anyone that wants to the sweet spot above my clit.
Well I've veered out of control on this Caribbean cruise. On Day two I had sex with a married Italian man in the sauna. Well I didn't fuck him but that is only because we were interrupted just as I was ready to mount him after he made me cum twice with his finger and tongue. I'm still looking for him to ride his hard dick somewhere on this ship, so far without success.
The next day I had sex in the hot tub with one of the servers and then I gave myself a day off before I fucked a few folks in the gym on the boat today. That is a lot of sex for a woman that has been married 25 years and never had sex with another man during that time.
I did not expect to turn into a middle aged slut on this cruise but I've been loving it ever since I boarded. So this morning I put on my tight black yoga pants over a red thong, I struggled to get my 36DD's into a bright peach, spandex halter top with no bra. I sprayed a tiny bit of perfume on my neck and pussy and headed for the gym at 7 am.
I have figured out that the best time for action on the boat is early in the morning as everyone sleeps late. And suddenly I'm addicted to action despite my long time marriage. So I waltzed my 55 year old ass into the bright gym on the bow of the ship. I looked good for my age with medium length black hair, a huge rack, nice hips, and a pretty good ass for my age.
There were treadmills across much of the bow of the ship looking out on the water. There were some free weight benches there too with a gorgeous view of the water. And there were very few people there. I saw about six people on the treadmill and one couple that was pushing the free weights. There were 3 hot women on the treadmills and a couple hard body guys hitting it hard, not the ladies but the treadmills.
I recognized the lady lifting on the bench and went over to say hello. We had met at the hot tub but I don't remember meeting her boyfriend. She introduced me to Matt and reminded me that her name was Rachel, Hot Rachel I thought and I wondered how Matt was when he fucked her.
I asked her why they were up so early this morning and she said they retired early last night to a private party in their stateroom, so they could get a workout this morning. Damn, I missed the party I thought.
Rachel and Matt were both in their 40's with tight bodies and dressed provocatively for the gym. In fact, when she laid back to hit a few dumbbell presses I'm pretty sure I saw the outline of her pussy pushing back in her tight black yoga shorts. Damn, that was hot, I've never had sex with another woman but that was enticing.
Matt wasn't much taller than either me or Rachel but he had a chiseled body with a nice tan he was showing off with his tank top. His tight shorts couldn't hide his junk and he caught me staring at his package a couple times. I looked away embarrassed and he gave me a sly smile.
I jumped in with Rachel to share the bench and I was trying my best to get a decent workout while showing off my goods. Two of the ladies hopped off the treadmills and left the gym and two of the guys still on the treadmill were hurting their necks checking us out with the dumbbells.
At one point I asked Matt to spot me and when he took the dumbbells from me he intentionally brushed my tits. I didn't complain at all. I warned him to be careful with the merchandise or he'd have to unwrap it and Rachel laughed and said he loves to do just that.
I sat up on the bench and Matt put the dumbbells down and came up behind me and started rubbing my shoulders with his strong hands. Yum, that felt so good. His hands worked up to my neck and I could feel my pussy telling me that it was game on with this couple in the gym.