“I’m too fat.”“You’re fine for me,” I assured her. The Nordic actress was preening in front of a mirror, her hands cradling her breasts, a...d then slipped between her legs as she pretended to masturbate. Her gasps of simulated pleasure were so artificial that they were off putting rather than erotic. I found myself wondering what Kitty’s face would look like in arousal and orgasm. “You’re much sexier than that woman on the screen, and I’m seriously having a hard time keeping my hands off you. If. I turned to look back and I saw Laura looking at me thru her window, odd I thought. I said hello? and heard nothing, dead quite, so I called out to Donna but again no answer… then I heard it. A deep sigh… then an “oh my god” it was Donna’s voice. So I stop and wondered “What the heck is going on”? Should I be here? Should I leave? Then I heard her voice again…. “oh my god” “oh fuck” “uh” “uh” “uh”, then I heard Veronica’s voice say “fuck him girl”. Something in me panicked, and I slowly walked. Compared to the city, the steering gear is quiet ... almost hypnotic.On the starboard side of the mechanicals is one of the heads and another but larger berth ... quarters for two friendly people ... real friendly. The headroom isn’t great because the overhead is the cockpit floor. No claustrophobes need apply. And there’s the added attraction of half of the steering gear.We don’t use either of the aft bunks ... except for storage.Checking the charts meant some searching. I had charted a course. " she bit her lower lip and chuckled, "he fills the fabric of his trousers quite well."It was quite abstract at the beginning, but it became very clear that she was ready. Her attraction was sexual and she was confident enough to open to me. She developed the hotwife attitude that I long desired. I have always been amazed by sexually open women and wanted my wife to be one of them. They desire and they take. At the moment, I knew that she was one of them, and I felt madly in love with her.I.