I scurried back to the couch. Mary must have peed and washed herself up since it took her about ten minutes to come back out to the living room. I pre...ended like I had fallen asleep. I felt her grab my half hard cock and start sucking it again. I opened my eyes and she was looking right into my face as she teased the head with her tongue. I told her to stop for a minute and I laid back on the couch. “Climb on top and you can suck me while I lick your pussy,” I said . Mary smiled and pulled her. I'm only the Captain, Miss, you are the owner's ah, wife. You can do as you please. Can I get you two something to drink?"I said, "No, but I'll be back. I want you to teach me about this kind of craft while I'm on board. I can see I have a lot to learn." It will be my pleasure, Mr. Johnson. Please advise me when you have time and I will school you in how to operate a boat such as this."We left through the interior of the boat, going down to the top-level lounge where there was even a fireplace.. . but you felt something the way I did when we kissed. That little spark of something, that... that, just something."I wasn't going to admit anything, I wanted to know what Denise intended, although judging from the bottle in her hand, I had a pretty good idea. Why didn't that worry me? Instead I was excited."Look, Denise, I'm married. I am not gay. I'm not even bi, at least as far as I'm aware of, so where is this going, what do you want?"Denise put the bottle on a table and walked over to me,. I'll see you later." * * * * *Terry stripped, then took his costume out of the box.It was complete and accurate, right down to the cup. And remarkably everything fit as if it were made for him.He stared at himself for moment in the mirror. His clean shaven facelooked out of place in this uniform of the Twenties, but there wasn'tanything he could do about it now. He sighed.Terry went over to his bed and picked up the cap emblazoned with the "B"for Brooklyn. He.