Inside was a handwritten note and a hotel key card. "Here's a spare key to my room, I'm at the Moxy - room 1601. I'll need a wake up call tomorrow - B...I smiled as I read the note. It had been a while since I last saw you and the note made me smile in anticipation of providing a wake up call for you.I arrived early knowing that the "wake up call" would take some time (and probably a shower after). I quietly entered your room using the key you had sent over the day before, slipping out of my. We went back outside and watched the ship pulling out of the harbor. We left our room and went over to the elevator. As we got close, the memory of the elevator incident surfaced. My heart sank at the thought of white beard placing his strong hands on my hips and rubbing himself against my back side. I wonder if he climaxed. I decided not to let this incident ruin my vacation.We went downstairs and started to wander around aimlessly. The ship was so big it looked like a small City with shops. Anita said I was right.The questions now were over. I told her I would get her something to wear. My spent babe claimed to get her nothing too tight…My sweet wife stayed in the tub for a half hour. When I heard her get out I went in to help dry her. I handed her a night cotton shirt that came to just above her pussy leaving it totally uncovered. She said she had still to give me a full account of the happening at that party.We went to bed as she kept her story.When she arrived at the party. Jaq released the cock from her mouth and said, "make a mess in those and you will be licking them clean later." It made no difference and I shot a huge load into the gusset of her panties.The guys were really getting into this now and Jaq was being treated to a wonderful shagging. P shot his load first, pulling out of my wife's mouth and coating her face with his sticky mess. Jaq beckoned me over, thanking me for being such an understanding husband as we kissed and shared the cum that was.