Mystery Prize
Chapter 2: The First Night
Note: Many, many, many thanks to MissBoePeep who's editing and input was fantastic! For those wondering, yes, I needed to make an excel spreadsheet in order to keep track of who ends up paired with who during the climax (har har har) of this chapter!
Cait, Lucy and I made our way to the main dining hall. The women onboard were wearing an array of outfits, many similar to both Cait and Lucy's. Cait wore a knee length black and white leopard print dress with dark stockings underneath that really accentuated her long, thin legs. Lucy wore a pink and yellow floral print dress that showed off every curve of her excessively curvaceous figure.
"Aw crap," I commented, seeing what most of the men onboard were wearing to this first dinner.
"What is it baby?" asked Lucy.
"They're all wearing ties. Everybody's wearing a tie. I guess I should go back to the room and get mine." I sighed -- I hated wearing a tie.
Lucy grabbed my hand and swung herself in front of me. She ran her hands across my chest and commented, "Sweetie, you are the most handsome person on the boat. You don't need to do anything." Slowly, her hands moved from my chest down to my waistband. She pulled me close to her, gripping two of my belt loops with her thumbs. "The only thing you need to do is to wrap your arms around me and kiss me, okay?" Our lips met, and she kept pulling me closer. Soon, our tongues danced with each other, exploring each other's mouths. The kiss ended and Lucy cupped my cheeks in her hands. "See sweetie? I think you're prefect!"
"Me too!" Cait said, reassuring me. "Ties are over rated anyway! It's just one more thing to take off!"
I smiled, reassured about not wearing a tie and we carried on into the dining hall. It was amazing! Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceilings. The walls were completely made from glass, allowing us to see the beautiful sunset over the ocean on the starboard side of the ship. The maître d' greeted us at the entrance, and looked at the three of our keycards. He introduced himself at Bernardo and was from Buenos Aires, Argentina.
"Ah yes, Miss Johnson," he said handing Cait's card back to her, "You're at Table 33. If you'll follow this gentleman here..." he indicated for her to follow one of the wait staff to her table. "And you, Mr. and Mrs. Hobbes. Please follow me and I'll show you to your table, number 52."
We followed him, and soon found ourselves seated at the center table in the dining hall, which had seven chairs set up around it. "We seat all our VIPs at table 52 on each of our cruises. Your other tablemates will be here soon. Please take a look at our menu and enjoy the first meal!"
We began looking over the menus only to be interrupted moments later by Bernardo again. "I'm sorry to interrupt your perusal of the menu, but this was sent from Ian, the cruise director, for your pleasure." He presented us a bottle of expensive looking wine. We thanked him and asked that he send our gratitude to Ian if he saw him before we did.
A few minutes passed and eventually our table with five empty seasts began to fill. The first two to join us were a couple in their mid-forties they introduced themselves as Sam and Alice Goldberg. Next, we were pleased to be joined by Sheila, the woman we first spoke to when we were waiting to board the ship. We chatted with the Goldbergs' and Sheila for a little while and were soon joined by our final tablemates, a gay couple, Gary and Mark Peterson. Sheila had a seat at table 52 since her second cruise with her husband, and although he had passed away the cruise line allowed her to keep her seat at the VIP table. The gay couple had also won the cruise in a contest and the other couple had been on many previous Pleasure Cruises and knew Sheila well.
We shared our bottle of wine with our table and finished our dinners. As you'd expect, the food was perfectly prepared and delicious. After desert, we told our table that we were going back to our room to relax before the evening's activities.
"Remember that tonight's still a formal night," Sheila reminded us. "You'll definitely want to come to the theatre tonight. There's a show where they include volunteers from the audience. It's always a lot of fun!"
"Okay!" said Lucy cheerfully. "We'll have to check it out!"
We said goodbye and went back to our room to relax and take a nap for a few hours before tonight's show.
*****
After such a long day, we fell soundly asleep almost immediately when we got back to the room. We were awoken later by a commotion coming from Cait's room. When we fell asleep, our half of the adjoining door had been left open by mistake. It sounded like Cait was fighting with someone on the other side. Concerned, we pushed open Cait's side of the door to make sure she was all right.
To our shock, Cait was sitting at the end of her bed between the legs of another woman. An attractive brunette was lying on the bed, with her skirt hiked up above her waist. Her thong panties were on the ground next to her, leaving her spread eagle, while Cait was eating out her juicy pussy. Cait was still clothed from dinner, while she ate out the brunette her ass wiggled back and forth in the air, showing off her own saturated panties under her skirt.
The brunette let out a loud, long moan; obviously, Cait was doing a great job. It must have been the moans of pleasure that woke Lucy and me, not a struggle. Cait tried to pull away from the brunette's pussy, but her legs wrapped around the Cait's head. "Keep going, God dammit!" she shouted. Cait lifted her head just long enough to take a deep breath, and went back to work. She gently fingered the brunette while sucking her clit, all the while the brunette squirmed with pleasure. Cait reached up, and began fondling the brunette's breasts beneath her blouse.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you, you dirty slut!" Cait said slyly as she licked and sucked the other woman's clit.
"Yes! Oh God yes! I'm almost... almost..." the brunette let out a long moan, and her body tensed with pleasure as she began to cum. "Uuuuuuuughhhhhhhhnnnnnn! Watch out! I'm going to...!" Her whole body shuddered and even though she attempted to give her partner warning it was too little too late. A stream of ejaculate erupted from her cunt, soaking Cait's face, red hair and blouse!
Cait leaned forward, still covered in the brunette's cum and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. "I loved that, and you taste delicious, sweetie," she said, wiping off her face and licking her fingers. She stood up, and offered the brunette help up to her feet as well. We then saw it was Jennifer, the woman Cait was making out with earlier.
We tried to close the door, but we were too late. Jennifer turned bright red, having been caught by Cait's neighbors. Cait noticed Jennifer's blush and quickly turned around. She adjusted her skirt, covering her soaked panties and wagged a finger at us. "A couple of voyeurs! That's what you two are! Aren't you?"
Lucy and I were speechless, and couldn't answer. She continued, without waiting for us to answer anyway. "Judging from the bulge in Cal's pants, I'd say you two enjoyed watching though, don't you think sweetie?"
Jennifer nodded, and adjusted her clothes as well. Though she was out of breath, she walked up next to Cait and kissed her cheek. "I'm glad we could be so entertaining for your neighbors! Maybe next time, they'll join us."
"We just might!" Lucy said, stepping through the doorway into Cait's room. "I'm Lucy, and this is Cal." I was a little taken aback at how calmly Lucy was reacting to the situation. But maybe she was just trying to make an awkward situation a little less awkward by making our introductions.
"I'm Jennifer," she woman said, shaking Lucy's hand.
"I'm sorry we snooped, but we thought Cait was having a fight in her room. We wanted to make sure she was okay," Lucy explained. "We were napping and heard such loud screams we got worried!"
