I was flabbergasted. “You knew?” She nodded, her grin widening. “I thought you were too drunk to remember!”
She shook her head, then dipped forward and briefly nibbled my ear.
“No,” she said, looking into my eyes, “I was never too drunk to remember. The alcohol helped me shed my inhibitions and do what I’ve wanted to do for a long time, and I’ll cherish these memories forever.” Her kiss on my lips was possibly the most sensual thing she’d done to me yet.
I was still trying to play catch up with my half asleep brain. “But… what about… I mean…” My voice trailed off as her hand moved from my chest hair and found my balls.
She shrugged, prettily. “I wanted to. Why else does anybody do anything?”
I reached for and we kissed, her lying on her right side and me on my left, her breasts touching my chest and our kiss binding us together. My dick stirred, growing, and she giggled as she broke the kiss.
“Now, now, down boy. I’m hungry.” At my disappointed look, she gave a low, throaty chuckle. “Tell you what, stud. Be good today, and we’ll see about a special treat tonight. Hm?” Since she’d already given me the most special treat in the world, I had no idea what she might have in mind. Well, time enough to find out about that later.
So I leashed my lust and we got dressed and headed to the Lido buffet. The day was a good one, as we wandered all over the boat, exploring our environment and enjoying each other’s company. We held hands most of the day and once, standing near the running track on the uppermost deck, we shared a kiss that curled my toes.
Dinner was as good as ever, but I must admit I was distracted and anxious. Ayano noticed and laughed gently at me, then fed me a slice of melon from the dessert tray. I held her hand by the wrist, keeping it from withdrawing, and licked the juices off her fingers. Her eyes twinkled as she rapped me playfully on the cheek by way of punishment. The feel of her nails on my cheek made the scratches on back and butt ache slightly, but I could live with it.
That night we drank sparingly, by unspoken, mutual accord, and retired early. I had dressed in the suit I’d packed, and she wore a resplendent golden gown that seemed so low-cut that I could almost see her belly button. And when we slow danced, our bodies pressed together in time to the music, I wished this cruise would go on forever.
Back in the cabin, Ayano calmly and coolly undressed me, removing clothing one piece at a time and spending considerable time touching and stroking flesh as it appeared. Eventually I stood before her, totally naked, as she admired the body that she’d enjoyed but hadn’t seen naked. She seemed to approve, and spent some licking and kissing my balls and dick until it stood up at full attention, pointing like a lodestone towards Ayano’s face. Then she took me into my mouth and sucked.
She was a marvelous sight, kneeling in her golden gown, head bobbing up and down on my cock. But stopped long before I could come, giving my dick a final peck before standing up.