Over the years we kept in touch and were the best of friends. When her marriage failed she remained close and didn’t worry about me taking sides. Oc...asionally we’d meet when out lives took us to the same city at the same time, but we mostly talked on the phone and swapped jokes by e-mail. When I called her and said that I would be in Chicago on business for a couple of days she invited me to stay over the weekend. “Crash here, it’ll be a bunch of fun.”It was a bunch of fun, walking around. She atr first said no but i finally convenced her to give me this present.I was already hard as a rock. I walked out of the booth and she locked the door behind me. I really had to pee so I quickly went down the hall to the men's room. You know how hard it is to take a pee when you have a hard dick so it took longer than I expected. Finally I pee'd and quickly walked back to the booth adjoining my wife expect a fun time.When I reached the booth I found the door was locked. I thought how can. I poured two glasses and set them at our places.Beth brought in a small pot roast with potatoes and carrots. I held her chair for her and then sat at the head of the table with Honey on my left and Bethany on my right.For the most part we ate in silence except the occasional praise Honey heaped on Beth's cooking and the amazed comments the girl made as to the opulence of her surroundings. I was surprised and delighted that she had an understanding of common table manners, although it was clear. Since I had no idea what they had planned, I didn’t know whether to be excited or afraid. I guess I was a little bit of both.“I think we need to lay them out on the top deck,” Master Bruce said and then pointed to the flat area on top of the cabins and said, “Up there, both of you.”He disappeared for a moment and then reappeared with a thick blanket in his hand. “You might get pulled over the deck a little as we hoist you,” he said in a matter of fact tone. He laid it out on the deck surface.