A pretty girl left a table with a happy looking young man and I immediately took the booth. I chuckled as a 'serving wench' comes over."Hello, Sir. Wh...t may I get for you?"My reflexes wanted to ask her name and learn about her but I had to be very businesslike. "What would you recommend." Why, a fine stout and a bit of pork pie." Then you have made a sale."She smiled and turned away. Soon the meal came and the girl waited for payment. It was a lot of trouble dealing with fractional farthings,. Because his car had blown up in the Hamptons, Hudson had walked to the harbor. As it turned out, not even walking got the alcohol out of his system and he intended to drink even more at the Ball. He saw that many were already aboard partying and eating the gourmet meals at the buffet. Pretty girls in ‘prom’ style gowns of many colors and shades walked about, socializing with each other or with their boyfriends. The guys were in fancy suits and tuxedoes. As he got on board, he looked up and. He rolled off of her, thanked her for sex, and cuddled her into his strong arms. They basked in the afterglow remembering the day’s event. She loved her husband and she was willing to do anything that he asked. Anything!The second day was Tuesday and there were a lot more men looking out the windows at her. It helped that the engineer had held that horn blast for so long. She even saw a few cameras. Her husband had set up a video camera too. He had captured it all from behind her that time as. "Please, Sir. I will cum if you do that. You know that. You are very skilled at arousing this slave. I cannot help myself. Forgive my weakness."I carefully captured the stiff nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I looked her right in the eye."Slave, you have my permission to cum three times before we get home. I will not stop playing with your tits until we arrive, and I know just how sensitive they are and how horny you are right now. I will do my utmost to make you cum as often as I can..