I will never let go of Donna. The complications arising from our being together could never be outweighed by our desire to work, live, and love as a couple. At some point, however, our family had to be told. We came up with a creative way.
The nature of our business venture proved very lucrative, and our education and training gave us the knowledge needed to sell it as a franchise. As owners, we could set the rules and live off the fees gained by selling franchises. This was a huge step, and the financial rewards were immediately substantial.
"Donna, I think I have the solution to our dilemma." I told her one morning.
"Oh?"
"Let's take our families on a cruise, do some business along the way, and then tell them in a fun, creative way."
"So, bribe them into accepting us?" Donna replies with a wry smile.
"No. No, nothing like that. Okay, something like that." I answer guiltily.
"I like the idea because the right cruise ship can be a great place to let loose. For our family, we would have to be very careful before telling them. Let's start with that. Will we need separate rooms?" Donna starts tossing out questions and ideas.
From there the plan takes off. We offer to pay all expenses for our parents, and 75% of all expenses for a select group of siblings and cousins. In the end, we calculate a total of 15 possible rooms, and up to 25 people, including ourselves. A weeklong cruise into the Gulf of Mexico, at $3000 per person, and well, let's just say it's quite the investment to reveal our secret. We actually schedule a few meetings with potential franchisees in Jamaica and Grand Cayman, so maybe we can offset the cruise cost that way.
My favorite part was choosing the rooms. Donna and I chose separate rooms on the upper 15th level with its mixture of suites, a spa, and typically no families. Our travel agent told us there was a couple in a room next to us, but was unsure about the other rooms. We kept our expectations low. As for our family, we placed them several decks below with really good access to the elevators and stairwells.
Also at the top of our list was the adults-only pool not far from the spa area on our deck. Most of the luxurious loungers at this pool are covered by sun screens, so privacy could be mostly achieved, not that my cousin needed that. There are also several other pools on the middle decks, and miniature golf, a water slide, and the sea coaster on the other end of the ship. All-in-all, there appears to be plenty to keep our family members busy while onboard. The excursions while at port looked very promising.
When the final bill came due, we were pleased that our parents were able to come, but we only needed 8 additional rooms in total. Besides parents, a couple of siblings and spouses committed, and thankfully everyone left any young kids at home. That freed up some money for excursions in Jamaica and Grand Cayman. Donna and I had our plans in mind, all without family until the final night's dinner.
At embarkation, we meet up with everyone.
"We're so glad you were able to come celebrate our business. You'll find all of your expenses have been covered, even tips for your room concierge. But, don't be afraid to be generous with any of the staff if they provide you with great service." I tell them.
"Zoo and I have several business meetings planned on this trip. We're hoping to generate some international buzz here in the Caribbean. Don't worry; just enjoy the trip, and I'm sure we'll meet up over the course of the week." Donna sets the stage.
"For sure, we'll be at dinners at our assigned table for our group. In Jamaica, we have a meeting scheduled, and probably one more in Grand Cayman. We'll definitely spend time together in Cozumel at a favorite sports club before heading back on the last day." I conclude explaining our business plans.
After spending time in line to get our onboard identification cards, all of us split up to get to our rooms. Donna and I walk leisurely around the main pool to the set of elevators serving our rooms. In the elevator, we're unable to keep our hands off each other. Suddenly kissing Donna here takes on an almost air of danger. Just knowing our families are nearby is enough to get me to thinking about the inherent issues we are about to uncover. And yet,for all of the dangers, I've never been more sure of the decision I've made. This woman absolutely trusts and loves me, and I want to spend my life with her.
In our rooms, we discover a very welcome feature. Overlooking the dock on our balconies, we find only a small door separating our personal balconies. It has to be unlocked, and I solve that quickly with a generous tip to our room concierge. After having it unlocked, we are now free to inhabit both spaces with no interruption. We separate to get our suits out of our carryon bags.
"I think I prefer your room." I hear Donna say from the balcony door. Turning, I see she has completely stripped off all of her clothes and stands in the doorway, oblivious in her own way to the noise of the dockside activity several decks below us.
"I could get used to your type of room service." I tell her as I walk out onto the small balcony.
We both stand at the railing, looking down some 15 stories at the dock below. Leaning out, we can see all of the balconies below us, some with heads sticking out, and I'm glad we are at the top of this ship. It is breathtaking, just like Donna. Pulling her beside me, I can smell her hair, even over the smells of the ship and seawater. Reaching down between her ass, I slowly poke a finger into her ass, then another into her pussy. Donna does not move, and we silently enjoy the sensory overload of our desires and the port.
Removing my finger from her ass allows Donna to bend over and rub her pussy all over my hand. Spreading her legs, Donna does the same with her arms. Now with her hands and feet fully extended from her body, I'm able to handle her entire cunt and take the opportunity to fist her. I can feel my cock harden as I begin to slowly move my entire hand in and out of her.
"Let me turn over for you." Donna directs.
With that, we begin a slow ballet where Donna somehow turns around and sits on a chair on the balcony while my fist is still fully inserted into her.
"Now take me to bed." Donna moans.
Putting my left arm under her shoulders, I'm able to lift Donna and carry her to my bed. Kneeling beside the bed, I keep my hand in her as she lays back and spreads her legs completely. Then, I start pumping her pussy. Moving my face to Donna's, I begin kissing her and grab a nipple with my free left hand. As always, Donna begins grinding on my right arm, and I can feel her body convulsing all the way up to our lips. Midway between her third or fourth orgasm, Donna pulls my hand out and relaxes onto my bed.
"Let's not burn out too quickly." Donna tells me as she moves back alone to the balcony.
Probably because of the noise outside, we didn't hear our neighbors in the room next to mine. Suddenly, Donna is in the middle of a very animated conversation. I join her outside.
"And this is Zoo. He's a bit more conservative than myself, but this trip will surely change that." I hear Donna say as I walk up behind her.
At the side of the railing, I'm able to see our new neighbor, a very tanned guy about my age, perhaps a little older, and he appears quite happy to be talking to my naked cousin.
"Hey man. Donna here is trying to convince the entire world to give up clothes. How's it going?" I try to make small talk and keep Donna at my side.
"I'm good. This is going to be a special type of trip I can tell. Do you guys have two rooms? Your balcony divider is open, but ours isn't." He asks.
"It's a long story. What's your name?" I reply.
"I'm Sam, and my fiance Nora is right behind me."
As if on cue, Nora makes her appearance. Quite dramatically I might add. She walks out in a sheer fabric coverup. With her nipples clearly showing through, Nora also sports a dark thong. Not much is left to the imagination.
