We made it to the deck in time for the fireworks and Bon Voyage celebration. She hugged me tight and the smile on her face was priceless. I could feel...her hard nipples, press into my chest through the thin button up shirt I had on. The excitement of the cruise and my sexy wifes appearance had an effect. I could feel a stir inside my shorts. Once we were at sea, we headed to the bar. At the bar, Angel was the center of attention. I noticed that every person, male and female, that we past turned. He had wanted her to suck him hard again so he could fuck her again, but she said they had been gone too long already and they needed to get back to the party before I came looking for her."He said he wants to see me again and I agreed to have lunch with him at the Hilton on Monday. Think he might want to get a room so he can have me for dessert? I think I'm going to like being your whore. If I work it right I'll get fucked by five different guys before next Friday."I took my eyes off the road. "Do you like it?" I asked to make sure."Yes."I was glad.In a minute, it was my turn to be startled. She rubbed her fingers over the outline of my hard cock. It had become more and more erect as I touched Lindsay's tits until it was full size."Ohhh!" I groaned.She apparently liked my reaction because she rubbed it harder. I groaned again, dropping my hands off her tits, and putting them behind me as I leaned back."Yesss!" I hissed.I could feel my undershorts stick to the head of my cock because. I slid down the wall to sit on the floor with my robe and my thighs wide open while I gasped for breath. Darlene looked down with a smile. “Did you enjoy that?” she asked. I nodded weakly and she giggled to herself. The next thing I knew, she was leading me to the living room with a tray. There were two coffees and two small slices of pound cake. Incredibly she didn’t mention the blowjob once nor did she even look at the wide-open robe that I had neglected to close. We simply sat and enjoyed.