I looked at Jill, hoping against hope she had a plan for avoiding Linda’s request. Maybe I could pretend I was doing it? XXX “Inside of you?”
“Please,” she begged, squirming. “Fine, keep looking,” she said, pulling out her bottle of lotion. I woke up before Jill the next morning. Next to us, Steve and Linda were entangled in a kiss even more intimate than ours. Jill slipped into a nearly sheer sundress she had bought in town. “Swap?” I asked, hoping that’s what she meant. Tangled together, we fell asleep. We ate a quick breakfast and headed topside to see the ship sitting next to pier. “You bitch!” I cried out, unable to stop what was happening with my body. I was stunned by their intimacy.
