Thanks as always to Ravenna933 for being my editor and biggest supporter.
I awoke on the third morning of my Caribbean cruise to movement in the cabin. Lauren was already up and puttering around the room as I came to. My internal gyroscope told me the ship was still underway -- I knew we were hitting Grand Turk this morning, but I hadn't bothered to look what time we would arrive.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," she began. I opened my eyes to see her wearing lacy, hot pink panties and nothing else.
"Good morning. Sleep well?"
"My goodness, so well," she gushed. She was in the process of brushing her teeth. "For the first time in over a week, I'm not feeling uncontrollably frustrated."
"Thank heaven for small mercies," I said as Lauren rolled her eyes at me. "So, what happened last night with you and Emily?"
"Well, you were there for part of it..." Lauren began.
"That was hot," I agreed.
"I know it's probably wrong to have gotten off on being eaten out with you under the bed, but damn, it was one of the hottest things that's ever happened to me," Lauren gushed. "I'll start at the beginning if you want to hear the story."
"I mean, the beginning is you aggressively seducing her over the past couple of days," I pointed out.
"Yeah." Lauren smiled smugly. "After dinner, you guys went to the comedy club and she and I were going to go to the hot tub. We never made it there."
"What happened instead?" I asked.
"One sec." Lauren finished with her toothbrush and went and rinsed out in the bathroom, then came and sat down on the bed, cross-legged, looking down at me. "What happened is I'm fucking good at getting what I want."
"I've definitely noticed that over the years," I recalled. "So how did you convince a straight girl with a boyfriend into bed?"
"She was never a straight girl, regardless of how she thought of herself," Lauren asserted.
"I've learned never to doubt your gaydar, but she still needed to be seduced?"
"Yep." Lauren grinned ear-to-ear. "So, I invited her in so I could change into my bathing suit, and once I was down to my panties, I mentioned it was like we were picking up again where the game left off. I could tell she was still horny, she was flustered, she couldn't look me in the eye. She was like a pop bottle under pressure, all it took was getting the cap off and she was going to explode. So, I got really in close with her, close enough that my tits were pressing against hers, and whispered in her ear that I wanted to keep playing the game with just her."
"Smooth."
Lauren shrugged. "Clever lines or stupid lines don't matter when you know the person wants you. She looked like she was going to burst, so I just leaned in and kissed her. Gentle, restrained, not the way I wanted to kiss her, but trying to make her want more. I could feel her legs buckling, so I pulled her in close and leaned her over the bed, and that's how it started."
"No real effort, then."
"The real effort was the past few days," Lauren observed. "I spent two days getting my ball near the hole, and all I had to do last night was tap it in."
"I won't ask you to kiss and tell, but was it good? Did it do for you what you needed?" I asked.
"It was really good for me." Lauren was practically glowing. "That sex with Tom and Jill was weird and it really wasn't satisfying. I still haven't had the good 'fuck me senseless' experience that I'm craving with a man, but last night was at least emotionally satisfying. I don't feel like I'm a mess anymore, at least not in the same way, though my libido is still raging. After having no sex for months, my body's demanding I make up for lost time."
"I'm happy for you." I smiled.
"As far as asking me to kiss and tell, thanks for being discreet, but I gotta brag to someone. We hardly talked, I think her brain was mush. I just went to work on her. Got her naked, started with fingers, switched to mouth stuff. I figured out she liked it a little rough, and I roughed her up a little. She makes the most adorable whimpering noises when she cums." Lauren winked. "After she got off for the seventh time, I think it was, she passed out, so that was when I snuggled in with her. I wasn't planning to fall asleep. I was still all revved up from not having gotten off yet. I wasn't tired. But the damned ocean movement just knocked me right out."
"Nice work."
"What about you and Danielle? What happened last night? You obviously came back without her."
"We had a good night," I began. "We went to the comedy club, saw both headliners' sets. We didn't really talk much. She's going through some stuff right now, and she's feeling really overwhelmed. She's chosen to open up to me, and I'm happy to talk to her about it all. We just kind of friend-cuddled last night at the comedy club, and then called it a night."
"Emily is convinced that Danielle has a crush on you, and so am I," Lauren insisted. "Normally I think you'd be able to pick up on that. Can you see it? Are you not making a move because of your mental health?" She touched my chest gently, a look of concern on her face.
"Um..." I hesitated.
"Oh, you dog!" Lauren grinned. "Congratulations. Did you bang her yet?"
"No!" I insisted. "She's asked me to keep some things private, and I'm going to respect that. I've kissed her, and that's it." I decided our session on the beach was still too private to mention.
"Playing the long game, then. I've seen you on the prowl before, Sean. Make 'em feel safe and then, right when they're not expecting it, bang! Your cock's in her mouth." Lauren cackled.
"You make me sound like a predator," I said, slightly offended. "I've never had thoughts like that."
"Relax, Sean, you're as good with women as any man I've ever known," Lauren said. "You can handle a little shit-talking. How did you resist telling me about watching Miguel and Alejandra on the beach? You don't normally keep stuff like that from me."
"Danielle seemed a little overwhelmed afterwards, and I was worried you'd tease her about it or something," I explained.
"I wouldn't have done that!" Lauren exclaimed, offended. "Well... yeah okay. I might have."
"Once she spilled the beans during the game, I was going to tell you', I continued. "We just never had another moment alone."
"Fair enough," Lauren said. "Anything to add to the story she told?"
"Nothing," I lied. "I've got to tell you something else, though."
"Oh?"
"Danielle knows what happened between you and Emily last night."
Lauren's smile disappeared. "Oh, shit. That was Emily's biggest worry, that Danielle would find out. How does she know? You didn't tell her, did you?"
"Of course I didn't," I said solemnly. "Danielle was with me when we came into the room for the first time and saw you and Emily sleeping. We retreated and said good night, then I came back in to try to wake you. Our plan was to try to get Emily out without her realizing we'd caught her, so Danielle could just pretend it never happened."
