As we arrived back at the bar, we spent some time looking for Tina, she was in one of the darker corners booths. We grabbed ourselves a couple of drinks and made are way over to where she was sitting. She didn't look happy, hell she looked pissed. As soon as we sat down, she started complaining about being left on her own for so long. It was clear that she had had quite a few drinks, by the number of empty glasses and slight slur as she spoke. Barry didn't really respond or even acknowledge her complaining, after a short while, the high that came from sex started to wear off, the atmosphere felt tense. I needed to help break the tension, so I offered to grab another round of drinks and headed for the bar. I took my time, hoping that Barry and Tina would have a chance to clear the air. I wasn't sure how, what was going to tell her? I couldn't imagine him casually telling her that we had just fucked my wife and left her full of our cum!
I chatted to the bar staff about the various cocktails they offered and enjoyed the live band. They covered the classics, to be honest, I hadn't even noticed them when we came in but as I slowly wandered back to the booth I had to admit they were excellent, everything on the ship was, and this was already one hell of a holiday. I arrived back at our table with our three chosen beverages to find Barry sat alone.
"Is everything alright?" I mused.
"Tina didn't seem too happy, so I thought I'd give you some time alone."
Barry had one of his annoyingly cocky smirks on his face.
"Yeah, she was pissed we left her for so long, but I told her that her mood was ruining your night."
I started to ask if she had gone back to their cabin when Barry stopped me.
"She wanted to apologize for her attitude, so she is, in the best way she knows."
I obviously looked confused, he picked up his whiskey, took a slow sip and gestured for me to look towards his crotch, he then lent back into the chair. Tina was on her knees under the table, I could only see the back of her head, but it was clear she was giving him a blow job. She slowly turned her head, giving me a dirty smile, letting me get a good view of the fat cock she was sucking. I was stunned. I know we had just shared my wife's pussy, but that was in the privacy of my cabin, this was different, this was in the club. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, she was licking his shaft and working her tongue around the head of his cock with experience that only comes with plenty of practice. Barry started chatting like nothing was happening.
"What do you think of the band tonight?"
"Erh" I replied.
"Come on, relax." he said, like he's always getting sucked off in public.
"No-one can see her, and she's
enjoying herself."
"Erh, yeah the band's great" I mumbled. I heard Tina try to giggle around Barry's cock in response to my clearly distracted answer.
I tried my best not to make it too obvious I was staring at the scene next to me, I took long distracting gulps of my drink and focused on the music, but my eyes were constantly drawn back to Tina's sexy show. Barry then moved his position slightly and brought his hand down to the back of her head, so she couldn't remove his cock from her lips as it was apparent he was ready to ejaculate again.
"That's it, just a little deeper" he encouraged.
She gagged a little as his engorged helmet pressed the back of her throat. Then with a deep grown, he unleashed rope after rope of cum in her mouth. She swallowed everything she could, and I saw her reach up for a napkin off the table to deal with the over spill. She gently put his cock back in his trousers and slowly slid back up into the seats.
Tina turned to me and asked.
"Why does my husband's dick taste of another woman's pussy?" with a wicked smile
