I knew we were having a guest aboard because I was told to prepare the VIP cabin.
She was my height, 155cm, grey eyes, and short brown hair. Her face wasn't what you'd call beautiful, more 'interesting'. Her nose was kind of crooked, which oddly enough was sort of sexy somehow. I thought she was a bit chubby until I took her long brown leather coat with the wide racoon collar. She had a big bosom, thin waist and nice hips that tapered to shapely legs. Another twenty or so taller and her figure would be a knockout. She wore a high collar cotton blouse in a very pale tan, and mid calf beige linen skirt. Her shoes were 'sensible' shiny oxblood square toe flats.
We girls were in the galley after serving the Officers Mess and Tina was telling us she knew the guest as she'd been one of the first she'd been given to as a pleasure slave at Lady Parkwoods. She was telling us about that part of her life when the Admiral came for her.
"Ladies. Good evening. May I have my cabin boy back?"
Oh, My, Goddess! The Admiral in her dress uniform! I swear if we were not all seated, our panties would have all just fallen to the deck. Even Marie, the chef, giggled like a virgin.
So, the next afternoon a call came to bring coffee for two to the Captain's cabin. When I got to the bridge Captain Sue was saying to the guest "I'm sorry, but she's the Admiral's cabin boy, and not available. Ah, here's our coffee, lets sit in my cabin."
The conversation continued as I served the coffee. "As I've explained, this is a cargo ship, and I just don't have a pleasure slave on my crew."
"Well, I'm quite disappointed Captain. I will let my personal friend, Lady Parkwood know about this."
I stifled a giggle as Captain Sue gave me a surreptitious wink. Obviously the lady didn't know who Captain Sue's wife was.
"I'm sorry Mam, but, as I said, that's just how it is aboard Angela Merkel."
I don't know what came over me. "Captain, may I see you on the bridge for a moment?"
"Excuse us for a moment."
We stepped out of the cabin. "Well Ms Lang, why so formal, no 'Sue'?"
"Well, er Captain Sue, er, if it's all right with you, and the guest, I mean, after my watch, like, I could be the lady's, ah, you know, pleasure slave, I mean, you know, er."
My face was burning. I looked down at my toes. I'd just made a complete fool of myself. How would Captain Sue react? Laugh at stupid Mai, or be angry?
Her finger lifted my chin. Her mouth in a surprised 'O'. "Why Ms Lang, I never would have thought you'd have such ideas. OK, Mai, if the lady wants you, you are relieved of your normal duties for the duration. This will make for a much smoother voyage. Come.."
"Ms Benton, may I introduce Mai Lang. She'd like to be your pleasure slave for the trip."
A smile came to her lips. Her eyes traveled from my toes to my face. She patted the seat beside her. I'm Barbi. Come, sit while the Captain and I finish our coffee, Hun."
Barbi practically gulped her coffee down, thanked Captain Sue, then taking my hand led me to the VIP suite.
Goddess, what have I done? What do I do now?
As soon as the cabin door was shut she gave me a quick kiss on the lips then held me straight armed by my shoulders. She looked me in the eyes. " This is your first time as a pleasure slave, isn't it Hun?"
"Yes, Mam."
"It's Barbi, now, you're not a virgin though?"
"No ma...er Barbi."
She sat on the couch. "Good, Come here. Sit with me and we'll get to know each other."
She told me about herself. Single for a long time, fifty something years old. Owns her one person lumber trading company, buying and selling timber and lumber on the international market.
"Know what Mai? I'm not actually that close with Lady Parkwood. I just said that to get the Captain in line."
I giggled.
"You have such a pretty laugh Hun. Say, do you have any other clothes than your sailor uniforms?"
Blush. "No, er Barbi, I've always been a sailor for the company."
"Well, lets think... I know what I have for you! Take off your clothes Hun."
She took a length of red silk with green leaf pattern from one of her bags. "Bra too Hun."
Barbi gently stroked my hardening brown nipples. She gently cupped my little boobies. "My, aren't these just the cutest? Hold up your arms Hun."
She wrapped the liquid material around me and fastened it with a silver broach between my boobs. Both her hands went to grip my tush and her tongue was in my mouth. We sat back down and talked, kissed and petted.
The phone rang, I answered."Ms Benton's room, Ms Lang speaking."
Laughter in the background. Donna spoke. "Just calling to see if Ms Benton and her whore will be eating in her room, or if she'll bring her slut to the Officer's Mess?"
More laughter. All three of them. They know I can't tease back.
"Just a moment, please." I ask Barbi. "M'Lady will join the Officers for supper."
Marie now. "Right Mai. Remember to wipe the cunt juice off your chin before dinner." Gales of laughter. "We love you Dear." She rang off. My closest friends.
Barbi was taking off her skirt. Her white lace bra was full of plump boobs. I pulled her panties down. Her bra fell to the floor. She lay back on the couch, and pulled my face to her big soft breasts. Wow. Those big pink eyes with nipples as big around as my thumb standing up, waiting! This called for some concentrated licking and sucking. I ran a finger through her brown bush and slid a finger in to diddle her.
"Oh Mai! Don't stop Hun. Keep going."
Her pussy lips were beautiful flaps. I kissed, licked and gently pulled on them. I licked along them. I smiled up at Barbi. She smiled back. I dove in. Tongue, fingers, kissing , probing, licking. She let go with an "Oooo."
We were cuddled together, Barbi still naked, me still in my sarong when there was a knock at the door. Barbi ran to the head. "You answer that Hun."
When I opened the door Donna craned to see past me, then made a kissy face and stuck out her tongue. "Chef's compliments. Dinner in half an hour Ms."
I barely suppressed a laugh. "Thank you Ms."
