Ronnie hated queues. Wasting time just standing around irritated him and he was irritated now. The queue to board ship, get registered, and allocated accommodation reached along the quayside. There were three queue lines, depending on the class of accommodation. Carla had booked a superior class suite. He knew nothing about it until he got into the line.
“How much is all this costing?” he had asked her, sounding concerned.
Carla explained that her mum and dad had accumulated bonus points from being frequent cruisers with the line and had used some of them to get Carla the best. She explained that the suite consisted of two en-suite bedrooms with lounge and dining lounge.
“Why do we need two bedrooms?”
She squeezed his hand as she explained. “Well, we will both need privacy won’t we? We’ll be coming and going at all hours, and we don’t want to be disturbing one another if we are… well, you know. It will make things less awkward, won’t it?”
“I take it that we’ll be more or less leading separate lives then?”
She squeezed his hand once more. “Only as far as sex is concerned.”
He put his arm around her, as if hugging her before a long separation. She sensed his feeling of insecurity. “It won’t be for long,” she consoled. “And we will still be seeing a lot of each other.”
“But you will be spending your nights with other men!”
She looked up at him. “And you will be spending nights with other women. We will both be occupied, won’t we?”
He smiled as he glanced across the quayside and saw Jasmine and Rob in the far queue. Carla spotted them too. “There’s one girl that will want to share your bed for a few nights at least.”
Ronnie laughed. “Yes, I suppose.”
“She needs taking in hand,” she told him. “Perhaps a good spanking now and again to keep her in order.”
He felt his cock stiffen. Jasmine was wearing tight fitting black leggings, showing off her shapely bottom. Her long dark hair moved in the light breeze. Carla caught his gaze.
“Would you like to fuck her tonight?”
He just smiled.
“Shall I call her over?”
Ronnie was about to say no, but it was too late. Carla shouted her name and waved. She said something to Rob at her side and left him there. Carla explained to her that once all the cabin allocations were done, it might be possible to get an upgrade. “Our suite has two bedrooms,” she told her.
“Hmmm, that would be nice. Separate bedrooms.” Jasmine responded.
“Anyway, Ronnie will be having his own bedroom so, if you are at loose end anytime, well… be my guest“
Jasmine laughed and looked up at Ronnie. “Well, if you’re offering… catch up with you later.“
Carla turned to him. “That’s you sorted then.”
Ronnie’s gaze was fixed on her bottom as she walked away.
The queues began to move again. Ronnie noticed the couple behind as he turned to pick up his travel bag. They were older. The guy smiled at him.
“You Brits don’t hang around do you?”
Ronnie smiled at him. He must have overheard their conversation.
“I’m Buck,” he said thrusting his hand out, “And this my little lady, Olive.”
Ronnie shook their hands, introduced Carla before turning to join the moving queue. She glanced at him. Her look told him that she was wasn’t interested in Buck.
Twenty minutes later they finally reached their suite. A young Puerto-Rican woman guided them to the lifts and down a maze of corridors. An older male was waiting at their cabin door. She introduced herself as Ana and the man as Carlos.
“My father-in-law and I will be your attendants throughout your cruise.”
“Father-in-law?” asked Carla.
Ana smiled. “Yes, my husband Raul took ill at the weekend and his father is taking his place for this trip.”
Ronnie looked her over. She was a slight, small woman. Probably just about five feet tall. She didn’t look old enough to be married. She looked back at him, as if checking him out. She may have looked young, but she had that flirtatious, sexy look. He looked at her father-in-law and wondered…
“We have all your luggage here. If you wish we can unpack for you?” Carlos said.
Carla walked past them and into the lounge. There was a large window in front of them with a panoramic view of the still, blue sea before them. “It looks amazing,” she said turning to Ronnie. Ana stepped past her and pointed to the doorway in front. “This way to your bedrooms,” she said.