My cruise partner had gotten called away the day before the cruise so I decided to go by myself. There were lots of ladies on the cruise, young and old, who appeared to be single. One young lady especially caught my eye. She was about 5' 7", had frizzy, reddish hair and the longest legs I'd ever seen. The night before she and her, seemingly constant companion, were in one of the lounges and the redhead had on the shortest dress I have ever seen. Her friend was a few inches shorter, brunette and also very cute. I guessed them to both be about 25.
The next day I was sitting in a lounge chair on deck reading a detective novel and they were both on the other side of the on-deck swimming pool taking in some sun. I was surprised to see the taller one wearing a fairly modest two piece while her friend had on a string bikini. They both looked great.
It had been a while since a waiter had come by so I got up to go to the bar and get a drink for myself. When I turned around to go back to my chair the two ladies were heading my way. As we passed the taller one said, "Hi," and flashed me a big smile. I couldn't let that go.
"Hi," I said. "I've seen you around the ship." Not the brightest pickup line but it worked. They stopped and she said, "Yeah, I've seen you too," Still smiling that big grin.
"I saw you in the lounge last night. That was an amazing dress you had on."
"Oh, thanks," she said, and seemed to blush, a probably practiced blush.
"Each time I see you, you seem to be wearing less," my turn to grin, and I pointed to her two piece suit.
"Oh. Well maybe next time I won't be wearing anything," huge laugh.
"Well I certainly look forward to that." We both laughed. "What's your name?" I asked quickly, to avoid any awkwardness.
"I'm Isha and this is Marie," I shook her hand and then her friend's hand. I leaned in to Marie and said, "You're really cute."
"Oh, thank you," she said looking a little embarrassed.
Isha, who I don't think had stopped smiling, said, "We were just going to our room to change. Want to join us? You might get to see me naked," Her smile seemed to get a little wicked at that.
By that time we'd made it to the elevator and I asked, how old they were, where they were from and how long they'd know each other. I found they were both 23 and had been best friends forever. I decided to turn the conversation toward sex.
"So being best friends you seen each other naked a lot I guess."
"Well, yeah, changing clothes, and like that," said Marie.
"But nothing more?" I asked. "You're not THAT kind of best friends?"
"Oh no, not like that," Marie said. I looked at Isha and she just grinned and looked over at Marie. I got the feeling she'd like to be that kind of friend with Marie. And I thought I'd see if I could help that happen.
We entered their cabin and Isha sat down at the head of the bed and I sat in the middle. Marie curled a leg underneath her and sat at the end of the bed. "So let me see you naked," I said to Isha.
"Really?" she said. "Do you think you'd like that?" That wicked, teasing smile again.
"I know I'd love it," I smiled back.
"Well, okay," she said and reached behind her to undo her two piece top.