Larry Jones (56) and his wife of 35 years Shirley (54) had been looking forward to the month long cruise. After all the boarding facilities had been completed, they made their way to the bar at the stern of the ship, to watch the sail out of New York. A band played music, the sun shone, and flags waved, and on time the 90,000 tonne cruise ship with its 1300 passengers, slipped its mooring and slid gracefully into the Hudson river. Then on and out to sea, past the Statue of Liberty. They stayed for another couple of hours, watching the coast line disappear as they relaxed at the stern bar, before Larry suggested they freshen up , ready for the evening meal.
Larry had steely grey hair, was reasonably fit, 5.9, 190pound. Shirley was at 5.10 140pound and had kept her figure well and proud that she didn't sag anywhere, she looked at her 1 blemish, the caesarean section scar, and thought she should of brought her 1 piece swim suit instead of the bikini she had packed. They dressed casually (as was the dining rooms dress code for that first night). They found their table (a table for 6)and as they were first there and chose the seats by the large picture window. Next to appear were a rather severe looking white couple in their late 30,s. Finally a single black gentleman. After introductions Randolth (58) the black man ) explained that he was on his own as his wife had died 3 months before. The other couple were Ron & Kelly. After the meal Ron & Kelly soon left, whilst Larry & Shirley made small talk with Randolth for a few more minutes before going on to the show in the theatre, and then bed.
The following day they found their way round the ship and got into the routine of relaxing. That evening in the dining room they again was first to the table, then Randolth. Ron & Kelly didn't turn up, and they asked the waiter , who told them that the couple had asked to be seated elsewhere, and that there would be just the 3 of them on the table. The conversation now seemed less strained without Ron & Kelly, and the 3 got on well. So much so, that when they bumped into Randolth in the bar later, it seemed so natural to sit together and listen to the band. For the next day or 2 they become a trio, meeting up for walk around the deck, coffee, lunch and to where the band played dance music, Larry wasn't a dancer, and Randolth took Shirley on to the dance floor, where he proved to be an excellent dancer.
It was on the 3rd full day, when Larry finally convinced Shirley to put on the bikini and swim in the indoor pool, Randolth joined them, and it was obvious that his bathing shorts were not really adequate to hide his very impressive bulge. Later after a lunch together they went to the dance floor and as Shirley and Randolth were dancing, with Larry sitting by the bar watching them, he overheard a couple comment on them. The woman said "look it's that blackman from the pool", and the man said "yes and that white slut, wonder she can walk let alone dance after taking that massive dick of his". Larry was going to stand up and put them right, but he realised that he had a stiff dick, and that he was turned on by the image of them together.