“A girl?” I asked. “What? Yes, a girl. I don’t want to talk about it,” he replied with a tight throat. “Sorry to hear that. What’s her...name?” I asked and took out a flask from my jacket pocket and offered it to him. “What is that?” he asked as he took the flask and unscrewed the top. “Whisky, the best thing for girl trouble,” I smiled and winked at him. He took a sip and handed it back to me. “Sorry for being curt. The hurt is still fresh.” “What’s her name?” I asked and took a sip of. 'In that case' said JJ 'I think it is time to start your wife's tour of the ship.'At that moment the door from the galley opened and through came Steve.He had apparently been around most of the afternoon but had kept out of the way so as not to risk upsetting Anita. He had been waiting for me to be brought up to the officers' wardroom. 'So James', he said, 'you have met my former colleagues and seen the trophy cupboard; it is our intention to add whatever panties Anita is wearing to this. The nipples hardened and she moved so she was kneeling on the bed, tits hanging down and my cock firmly in her hand. I continued to caress her breasts but then slowly moved my hand to between her legs. She shuddered as I brushed her pussy lips and sighed as I inserted one and then 2 fingers into her wet pussy. Her strokes on my cock got longer and harder and I moved so that I was able to pull her over my face. I could smell her pussy and then I licked her lips and sucked on her clit. My cock. Then, according to the traditions they’d developed, it was time for a bath, the water approaching scalding and filled with bubbles. Boyd leaned on the wall of the tub, created a nest with his arms and legs, and Tish reclined upon his chest. A bottle of Italian sparkling wine, cheese and crackers were nearby to satisfy the cravings of the palate. Hands roamed under the water, once or twice Tish was teased to further explosions, and under her ministrations Boyd pleasantly regained his firmness..