" Steph said as she shrugged her shoulders. Your fiancee didn't work. Since you made enough for the both of you, she didn't need to work. So she didn'.... You envied her, but you were glad you were able to provide an easy life for her."I can relate," you said, untying your work shoes. "I felt like today was going to drag on forever. The worst was when-" Hun," Steph said, cutting you off. "I'm not trying to be mean, but I don't want to hear about your job. Its the same everyday. Work sucks, I get. I rolled over to my side of the bed. The scene was tense. But, after a short time she chanced it: she reached for my cock. I let her. After some few minutes I surprised to discover, and so was she, that I wasn't hard. She couldn't turn me on."Gordon?" Just don't feel like it, Dana. I guess, you put a pretty good hit on the old ego," I said. That was true of course. What was also true was the simple fact that I had come three times earlier in the evening.I could hear her sniffling. "I'm sorry my. Betty clearly had the largest breasts of any of the girls here tonight. Sitting on the floor looking up at her, they looked like huge mountains. Freed from the support of her bra, her breasts sagged noticeably.After Betty sat down, I finally glanced back at Mary and realized she had been watching me stare up at Betty's breasts. She smiled and leaned over and whispered, "Enjoying the view?" Yes," I replied. "There are some interesting things popping up around here."Mary giggled and glanced over. "Which I brought her her breakfast this morning." Yes," William drawled. "In the cabin. Mr. Wainwright, I want this mast unstepped and the hole covered with whatever cargo you can find. And then break down everything on the deck that marks us as a British naval vessel. Hoist the French colors. And get every manjack who's not needed elsewhere to work on sewing bunting. Those bastards are going to sew like they've never sewed before. Oh, not you, Matthew. No, no. You wait here for the moment.".