Candice sat with her parents during dinner. A couple of times our eyes met and we smiled at each other. I was starting to wonder if there was a real possibility of the two of us having sex. As a married man far from home I had no idea if I could keep from fucking Candice, if given a chance.
I sat with Lori and Mike during dinner. We talked about the sailing day and our trip to the beach. Lori was wearing a white dress that looked very proper, covering all of her cleavage. But it was short, and showed her legs. I could see the signs of the sun from the day displayed on her calves.
After dinner we all went out onto the deck for drinks. There we mingled around the boat talking with each other and looking into the night sky. This was truthfully a beautiful cruise; I was wishing my wife were with me to share this night.
I drank too much and stayed out on the deck too long. Most everyone had retired below to sleep in his or her berths. I stood up, my legs felt like rubber. I started towards the hatch. I stepped down into the galley and hit my head, once again. But this time real hard.
Anne heard the loud knock that my head made on the wood. She didn’t hear my cursing. She came out of her cabin to see about me.
I felt my forehead; it was swelling up to a large knot. Anne looked at my head and took me by my arm and led me back to my cabin. We entered my cabin and she sat me on my bed. She told me to lay back and she pulled my feet into the berth. She took off my shoes and tucked a pillow under my head.
Anne told me to lie still and that she would return with some ice for my head.
I closed my eyes briefly, but opened them when Anne placed the cool ice on my head. It felt very good. Easing the pain. I took a deep breath and tried to relax.
Anne was talking to me, explaining that I was OK and it was just a bump on my forehead. I looked up into her eyes and saw a very caring person. I tried to explain how grateful I was that she was helping me. Anne just said “Shush”.
Anne began rubbing my shoulders and neck telling me to go to sleep. The ice was working as the throbbing in my head relaxed somewhat. Anne’s hands where warm on the back of my neck, I opened my eyes to she her leaning over me. Anne’s breasts where right in my face. Only her T-shirt was between them and me. I watched her tits as they swayed back and forth as her hands massaged me. I felt my cock harden as I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning came late. Thankfully I slept through breakfast. I could here voices and I felt the schooner moving. We where underway. There was a knock on the door. I answered to the knock with “come in”. Anne came in with a tray of fruit and coffee. She sat the coffee down on the table. She was wearing a bikini top with her shorts today.
Anne said, “Let me take a look at your head.” She leaned over me again to view my forehead. Her bra covered her nipples but the top of her mounds came within inches of my nose. I could smell the sweetness of her coconut oil sunscreen. I took a deep breath, and she heard me do it.