In the summer of 2008, a girlfriend and I got jobs on a
cruise ship in the Mediterranean. My dad had connections in the music industry
and helped me land the gig.
In the late evenings, after performances, dances and such
when most of the passengers were passed out in their cabins, the production cast
or “performers,” would sneak to a closed bar on an open deck and party. We’d
drink, sing, dance, tell stories and just gaze up at the stars. It was especially
nice if the ship was steaming overnight to the next port.
One warm summer night, I was partying with a guest band that
had joined the cruise in Athens for a week going to the popular Greek Islands –
Mykonos, Santorini, Rhodes, Crete. The band played rock, pop, and, of course, a
few Greek tunes so people could try to learn the Zorba dance.
The drummer of the band, a dark and handsome Brit/Indian guy,
took an immediate interest in me. I think my red hair and the painfully girly sundress
I was wearing had something to do with it. We flirted through the evening,
drinking, flirting, dancing until quite late. By the time everyone switched
from Ouzo to bottled water to rehydrate and prevent hangovers, only a few of us
were at a table, laughing and talking. My drummer stood up, said good night to
all, and simply held his hand out to me. I took it and followed him.
He led up to one of the very top decks of the ship, where
the “adult” pool was. It was completely deserted, closed until dawn. He found a
few chaise mats and laid them on the deck making a futon like a nest for us. He
kissed me, teased me, and fondled me. And I kissed and teased fondled right
back. We moved slowly, both lulled by a little too much Ouzo and the lateness
of the hour. I felt him turn me over and pull my tush up as well as the skirt
of my sundress. He didn’t undress me, but pulled my panties off, teased me into
the doggie position, and slipped inside me.
He was a firm, but gentle, and just aggressive enough lover,
to own my body for that time. I was in heaven! Being made love to (well, okay
being fucked) under the stars on a ship in the Greek Islands by a dashing and
mysterious musician I had just met! What could possibly be better?
I found out. As I was settling, my body accommodating my lover’s
thrusts, I looked about the pool area. All around us, under the sun-screens that
made shade during the day, were deck chairs, small tables and such. Seated on
the deck, hidden between the chairs and chaise loungers, were about 10 members
of ship’s crew -- watching us! They were smiling, nodding approval I think, and
some of their bright eyes connected to mine.
What could I do? I darn sure didn’t want to stop – god, my drummer
felt so good inside me. So, I smiled back at the crew, looking right at them,
letting them know I liked them watching us. And that sent me over the moon! I
totally lost control. I had not before, nor since, experienced an orgasm quite like
I did that night in my little sundress.
Afterward, during a little aftercare and cuddling, the crew
silently slipped away below decks. Over the next few days, when I would
encounter certain crew members, I would be greeted with huge smiles and bright
eyes. So, I pretty much could tell who was watching that night. And, you know,
I grinned right back, as happy as I have ever been.
