She was also something of a flirt – not so assertive as to piss her old man off but enough to draw me in.We all got pretty drunk. As is so often th... case when drinking beer – nature calls often. The woman revealed that she needed to pee so I escorted her to the head. The only one vacant was off the tiny two-bunk cabin assigned to the Sailing Master and the Coxswain who were both ashore. Gentleman that I was, I stood guard while she did her thing inside and when she came out, she kissed me in. My boobs completely exposed and hanging down from my chest. He looked down at them and then at my face. We started making out, and he was pretty good. I broke the kiss and walked him to the bed. I told him to lay flat on his back. I then got up on the bed and sat on his face. He started eating me out, and he was quite talented. He was holding my ass cheeks the entire time. I came twice. The first was really easy since I had already been masturbating but the second one felt amazing.I got up off. Where in hell would she get a shower? A motel? Suspicions aroused, my cock took a nose dive just as she started pushing back from me."Not tonight honey. I'm too tired. It was a long meeting, I'm exhausted and we both have to work tomorrow." OK, sweetheart. Have a good night's sleep."Then she moved over on her side of the bed facing away from me and quickly fell asleep. I thought it was strange she didn't want to get as much loving as possible during her fertile period. However, I remembered she. He told me what he was doing but, because I was unwilling to accept my share of the blame for the situation we were in, I ignored his explanation.I had tried to reignite the romance by telling him how the men in my romance novels treated their women. I only succeeded in irritating him by, "Comparing him unfavorably to idealized men who never existed in real life."I had tried committing us to a regular "date night" to try to recapture the fun we had when our relationship was new and fresh..