Of course, it was no longer powered by steam as in the riverboat heydays of the nineteenth century. The boat was powered instead, by a monster Caterpi...lar marine diesel, or so Frank, a Caterpillar executive, told me later that evening. The main or bottom deck contained the monstrous dinning room and a galley for receiving the meals from the caterer as no meals were actually cooked onboard.The seating was self choice, so the three of us chose a table near the glass wall separating the room and. "We dropped the subject for a while. I told Jennifer about my tryingexperiences as a french maid. I told her everything except for Susie'ssex with Sam and her last comment to me. I didn't know what to do withthat one yet.The next day, Ann and I are eating dinner together. "Catherine wantsto meet Jennifer," Ann announces. I'm stunned by this declaration, buta weak, "When?" is all I can muster."This weekend. I thought about it some more last night, and I decidedthat I should spend some. Soon she pushed me over onto my back, and worked her way down my body, gently kissing me as she went. She cupped my balls and ran her tongue up and down my cock. She supported my cock with her hand as she continued to run her tongue up and down my cock then took me in her mouth. She slid me in and out of her mouth taking me deeper with every stroke till she had all of me in her mouth. She proceeded to suck my cock. Very gentle constantly sliding me in and out of her mouth. Then she looked. "Shortly after that, I think the Australian soon got the message, and left the chat room. Ayla and I talked for another hour or more. Like me, she was in a very unhappy marriage, and was desperate for any type of companionship. I learned among other things, that her name was Jean, she lived in Virginia, she was 32 years old, had blonde hair, blue eyes and was 5'8" tall. Finally, we exchanged email addresses, and promised each other that we would meet back in the chat the next evening.That.