DAY 1
The Pacific Wanderer slid under the Sydney Harbour Bridge on her way to a short cruise to the South Pacific Islands.
With the band pumping out some hot music, most passengers were on the main deck farewelling the Australian harbour city. Amongst the crowd, enjoying a refreshing drink, were Bob and Rachel.
Married for forty years and lovers for longer, they were both in their early sixties, still fit, though modern living had added a little weight to their bodies. Bob mainly around the belly and Rachel around the arse and breasts. Even so they remained attractive people and had enjoyed a full and diverse world of sexuality in an unusually open marriage where both had enjoyed not only each other but a number of shared and single trysts over the years.
After retiring they had found the time to take up cruising and were now elite passengers on their favourite cruise line. This now enabled them to secure private suites for their travels though they still enjoyed the stimulation of meeting with other passengers from around the world. While they often enjoyed dining in the main dining rooms and mingling in the bars they also appreciated the ability to escape to their own private world on some occasions.
They had also found from their first cruise that there were always a number of people on board who were more than interested in trying some different sexual experiences before disappearing back into anonymity after the cruise. As this had occurred on every cruise they both found a certain sexual tension developing as they left port which had them surveying the crowd for possible liaisons in the coming week.
Generally it was singles and couples from their early forties up who were looking for that something different, although they had had some interesting sessions with a very mature nineteen year old girl on one cruise. Most of those on this cruise seemed to be young couples on honeymoon or families with young children and only a sprinkling of older passengers.
As the ship entered open seas Rachel turned to Bob and said, "Well, it looks like it might be a lean cruise. I haven't seen anybody that takes my fancy as yet. Maybe I will just have to fuck you this trip or our juicy butler, Enrico, who is always ready to help."
Bob laughed and responded with, "There might be a couple of interesting couples but you could be right. Still, the butler might be interesting. Perhaps we should go back to our suite and prepare for dinner. Maybe there will be some fascinating people at the dinner table."
Rachel nodded in agreement and they retired to their suite to prepare for dinner.
While Bob was showering, Rachel surveyed her naked body in the full length mirror as she towelled off. She was happy with the golden skin gained from judicious nude sunbathing over the last year and ran her hands beneath her large breasts as if presenting them to a lover to suckle and nibble. The large, dark nipples responded to this thought and jutted out from the brown aureole which surrounded them. She lightly pinched each as they expanded even further and revelled in the thought that most males, and many females, could not resist the temptation to take them in their mouths during love making.
Her eyes and hands continued their journey over her slightly protruding belly down to her hairless and distinctive pussy. She originally shaved her pussy due to the copious growth of her pubic hair which kept getting in the way during extensive love making sessions. After a short time though she realised that her pussy lips curved slightly up her abdomen and were highly visible when she walked which worked in her favour in the game of seduction. Most men could not keep their eyes off her and many women were curious in comparing their own bodies to hers. The dark brown, extended lips of her vagina only made her more alluring.
As Bob came out of the shower she turned to survey her backside and legs. Her arse was a little too large for her liking, but it went with the age and her lovers and husband had never complained. Her legs were smooth and free of dimpling which made her appear much younger in a swimsuit or short skirt.
Bob noticed her and said, "What a vision. I think I could take you right there if we didn't have a dinner booking."
Rachel smiled, turned toward him and spread her legs slightly. While considering a reply she ran her eye over his weight trained chest, frowned at his softening and expanding belly and licked her lips over his flaccid five inch cock which would rise to ten inches when encouraged.
She walked to him and gave him a long passionate kiss with one hand squeezing his shaft. She then turned away, pleased that he had grown harder in her hand, and headed for the wardrobe. As she searched for an outfit she said, "I would like that but I think we agreed to behave for the first two nights so we could give any potential lovers our very best. Now get yourself dressed because I am famished."
After putting on a g-string she decided on a medium length skirt and satin blouse with no bra underneath, knowing the material would encourage her nipples to rise as she moved. Bob dressed in casual shirt and trousers and escorted her to the dining room.
The head waiter guided them to a table for eight where an elderly couple were already seated. Just after they had made introductions a couple with two children were shown to their table. While dinner was pleasant there was little prospect of any assignations occurring with any of these diners. After dinner Bob and Rachel excused themselves and retired to their suite.
As they were disrobing Bob commented, "Well, I think we have lucked out with our dinner companions. Did you notice the old bloke dropping off to sleep between courses?"
Rachel remarked, "Yes, and did you notice how Freddie couldn't keep his eyes off my chest much to his wife's chagrin. He won't be getting anything tonight either. Perhaps prospects might improve tomorrow around the pool area."
With that they turned off the light and retired to bed naked as usual. They lay spooned together with Bob fondling Rachel's soft breasts and his half erect cock nestled along her arse crack.
DAY 2
Rising around 7.30 Bob and Rachel spent an hour at the gym before showering and taking breakfast. They were both disappointed there were no other passengers attending the gym and the sexual tension was palpable between them.
As they finished breakfast Bob said, "I think I will take myself to the pool and have a cold swim so I am not walking around with a hard on all day."
Rachel smiled at the thought and replied, "I have a line dance class at 9.30 and I will meet you at the pool after it, around 10.45."
Each went their separate ways and Bob found a free deck chair to put his things on before stripping down to his costume and plunging into the cool water. After doing ten lengths of the pool he stepped out, towelled himself off and sat down to survey the situation.
He noticed Freddie and Debbie from last night across the other side of the pool lying on deck chairs in the morning sun. They hadn't noticed him sitting in the shade and he preferred it that way. Debbie was lying on her back in a brief floral bikini and Freddie wore board shorts. Bob studied Debbie, noting her small breasts seemed rather firm as was her stomach. She was probably in her early thirties and seemed reasonably fit and slim for a mother of two prepubescent children. Unfortunately her husband seemed to be heading the other way physically and would be too much baggage with his not so subtle and juvenile leering last night.
A further scan of the pool area revealed a number of mid teen girls keen to show their developing bodies in various sized bikinis, a similar number of same aged youths enjoying the view and little else.
