Five days later, November 9th, Katie and Matt stood on their balcony looking down at steady line of passengers disembarking. Fifteen days ago they had stood in that same spot with the ship docked in Barcelona, watching those same passengers coming on board. Then they had just moved into their suite, and, now, in Miami, they were leaving it. Their possessions, personal and professional, were ready to be moved off-ship, go through customs and be transferred to their condo.
"Come on, Katie, there are a lot of people we want to say goodbye to before we go ashore and you'll never be able to spot them from here."
"There's no real rush and we want that mob to get out of the way first. Anyway, I told Millie that I would watch for her so that they could take a picture of us waving to them. I think that we'll be able to pick out that florescent pink top she has on – oh, wait, there she is now, just coming down the gang plank! I told you I would see her. Wave!"
A few minutes later, having dutifully waved and been waved to and photographed by the ant-sized pink blob far below, they departed the suite for the last time, with Katie saying, "That's probably the worst part of this job, meeting people, making friends and a week or two later saying goodbye. I'm really going to miss them!"
"Them or Jeff," Matt replied with an impish look.
"Don't be silly – I really mean Millie! We ate breakfast and, usually, lunch together and the two of us got very close and – don't be cute – quite intimate. You know what I mean. It's nice to have a real woman friend like that. Now, before you get that Snidely Whiplash sneer on your face, I'll probably miss the sex with Jeff – I'm certainly not Little Nell, if I ever was – but that's not missing Jeff, himself!
"Even now, I hardly can believe it! I had sex with him five nights in a row and two afternoons and you had Millie those same five nights and the afternoon after St. Thomas! You had both Janet and Cindy before, but this was my first time – and five nights in a row, seven times over all including the afternoon and the homecoming reenactment! Damn, I hope you knocked her up and made it all worthwhile!"
"Oh, I think it was worthwhile regardless of that – you had an experience which we never dreamed of you having and I think that was good. However, I'm with you in hoping she is pregnant." Looking at her with that Snidely leer she referred to, he added, "I certainly worked hard and did my best!"
"All right, wise guy, let's go say our goodbyes and go home. Truthfully, I'm eager to see the recordings of you working so hard! I'll admit I'm a bit hesitant about watching Jeff and me – I know that I'm going to be shocked and embarrassed!"
Later that day, sitting in their high rise condo with its floor to ceiling windows and magnificent views, Katie sighed, looking up at Matt. "Every time we come home to this, I can't believe it! We have three bedrooms, three full and one half-bath, on the corner of the building so we see both the city and the bay! A million dollar condo with a million dollar view, yet we spend so little time here. We're here now before we join a Caribbean cruise, another period before we head back to Europe. Maybe a total of two months a year!'
"You've got a point, no doubt about it. It's funny though. We came to Miami planning to get a small apartment for under $100,000 for our layovers, and ended up with this. A massive housing recession all over Florida, proving that one person's disaster is another person's opportunity. A big, beautiful unfinished tower with no buyers, almost bankrupt, virtually giving away apartments to anyone with money – and we bought one! It's hard to believe we paid half of what a one bedroom on a lower floor with no view sells for now!"
Well, it's beautiful, but, speaking of views, what would you think of watching one of the recordings. Let's see what Millie looks like on a large screen TV. I suppose that you'll be involved, too!"
"Now, who's the wise guy? Let's go into the bedroom – it's more comfortable and otherwise convenient!"
Matt inserted the "memory stick" into the USB socket on the TV and, reclining on the bed, said, "We'll look at you and Jeff second – you're the main feature!" The video started when the motion-activated camera came on showing Matt and Millie standing in the stateroom and immediately starting to undress. Katie felt a guilty voyeuristic excitement surge through her as she watched Millie removing each item of clothing. It was like peeking into a bedroom window, knowing you shouldn't watch that private moment, but too fascinated to look away. This was completely different, of course, but she still had that "I shouldn't be seeing this" feeling.
Of course, she did watch, staring intently as the bra and panties came off and she saw Millie completely nude. "Oh my, she is little but she does have a nice figure doesn't she? Very nice breasts, bigger looking than I expected. Look how hard her nipples are! Boy, she's ready for sex. Oh, wait, I forgot, this is the night we left St. Thomas, November 6, the first night that she figured that she might be fertile. I'm sure that she was far more eager than previous times. Think, we're going to see you fuck a fertile woman and maybe knock her up right in front of us. Wow! "
Turning her eyes to look at the image of Matt, playing the part of Jeff, she started to laugh. "From the look of that thing sticking out in front of you, I have to say that she is not the only one who is ready!"
"Oh yeah, that's true! The first night I had been concerned about the trance holding so I was a bit hesitant. After that, when I was more certain that there would be no problem, I went with the program! Look at her figure – in good shape, nice tits, eager and," grinning, "not my wife! You can't beat that combination!"