Kayla jumped up the next morning and immediately searched for the clock, sensing they were going to be running late for the shuttle to the port. “Rachel, where are you? We’re going to be late, why did you let me oversleep?” She would never admit that she slept harder, due to not wanting to wake up from the erotic dream she was having about a particular asshole with expressive blue eyes.
Rachel was coming from the bathroom. “Humph, you can blame your oversleeping on that dream you didn’t want to let go of. Your ass was moaning so loud that I had to get up and look under your covers in the middle of the night to see if somehow that man got smuggled in here in your pussy from that airplane. Now get your pussy soaked ass up out of that bed and let’s go, Kayla. Adventure awaits.”
Kayla felt so stunned and completely shocked that her inner conscious couldn’t chase her dream’s orgasm without alerting Rachel. Just then, her cell blasted a familiar ringtone set for her sisters, “I got all my sisters with me!” Grabbing the phone, Kayla looked to see Caressa’s face on the screen. “Hey, Sis, have you guys made it to the port?”
Collective yells from the background roared into the phone. “YES, we’re here, where are you and Rachel?”
Laughing, Kayla replied, “We’re still in process, I got a late start, but Rachel is dressed and ready to go. We should be leaving the hotel within the next forty minutes. Can’t wait for our reunion.”
Jocelyn yelled from the background, “Well shake a leg, we got margaritas calling our names,” before promptly hanging up.
Roughly, thirty minutes later Kayla and Rachel were exiting their room heading towards the elevator. Kayla was distracted by a message on her phone and ran smack into a wall which knocked her flat on her ass.
“Shit,”someone muttered above her head. “I’m so sorry Sweetness, you and I seem to be having the worst encounters.”
Kayla still stunned from the fall and pondering how to secretly rub her ass, she looked up to see not only the older gentleman from the plane but his asshole of a grandson who instead of offering assistance chose that exact moment to snicker in his attempt to keep from flat out laughing. “I’m glad that my fall has caused you to confirm your asshole ways, you bastard. Why don’t you get your ass down the hall and let a real man come along to assist me in standing.”
Rachel who had progressed further down the hall turned around at the sound of Kayla’s voice, gasped and ran back towards her sister. “Kayla are you ok, what the hell happened?”
Coming to her feet and feeling the sting of her ass and the reddening of her face Kayla replied, “No worries Sis, my ass is fine or should I say it will be once I find someone to ease the burn later.”
The older man tried to be the peacemaker. “This was my fault really, I would certainly buy you a round of drinks if you were going on the cruise we’re rushing off to.”
“Uh—uh, you’re taking a c-cruise?” Kayla stammered out. NO! It couldn’t be.
“We are heading to the port at this moment bound for the Carnival Magic,” the old man happily replied.
Kayla’s mouth dropped open at his response. The statement made her instantly lose her otherwise healthy appetite. Luck is not on my damn side.
Sensing that there might be a problem, Mr. Arrogance asked, “Why such an ill-mannered reaction lady? Although you seem to be full of rudeness in so many ways.”
Rachel, now seemed to feel the need to intervene between this Tyson vs. Holyfield potential battle. “Well, we too, are heading to the cruise port to board the Carnival Magic.”
Kayla refusing to acknowledge what must be a twisted joke on her walked away leaving nothing but an attitude shit storm in her wake.
The hot but rude asshole turned to Rachel. “You might want to tell your friend to adjust that attitude of hers, or it's going to be one long ass cruise when we bump into each other.”
At his response, Rachel was able to see a glimpse of the asshole Kayla referred to when talking about him, and she too, walked away.
Checking in at the port was much more relaxed and drama free than the past 24 hours for Kayla and Rachel. Once they were checked in and given their room keys, they set out in the vast waiting room in search of their girls. Huddled in the corner of the large room, Rachel spotted Jocelyn, Caressa, and Reia with what appeared to be a water bottle pouring something clear into plastic cups.
Rachel’s attempts to sneak up on the trio proved to be fruitless as Kayla shouted, “Heyyyyyy Sisters.”
All five women hugged each other like they hadn’t seen each other in years. It had only been about six months ago when they went to support Jocelyn as she delivered her son JJ. Reia, Caressa, and Jocelyn who got tired of living in Ohio moved to Florida once they finished college. Reia and Jocelyn were related by marriage, Caressa was dating Jocelyn’s brother, so it also allowed the three of them to see each other regularly.
Reia asked, “So Sisters, where are your rooms located? Because I specifically asked that we all be on the same floor when I set up our bookings.”
Although they were extremely close, all five women wanted to have the real vacation experience and had chosen to have separate balcony rooms. They wanted to have an opportunity to have their own space as Reia and Jocelyn were married as well as mothers. Caressa and Jocelyn’s brother Brian had been dating for two years and recently began living together.
Rachel and Kayla just wanted the space to enjoy some much-needed alone time or have an opportunity to bring a guy to their room. After confirming that they were all on the same floor, the plastic cups were again brought out by Caressa.
Kayla had been in her room for about an hour trying to get her mind right after kicking off the cruise with a bang, courtesy of her sisters and their smuggled drinks. Luckily, she hadn’t run into Mr. Sexy Asshole or his accident prone grandfather. If she escaped this entire seven-day cruise without seeing the two of them, she would be grateful. But something in her mind told her she was about to be in for it. Deciding to explore the ship and all its amenities, she grabbed her camera and headed for the door.
She’d already changed into a comfortable t-shirt dress that hugged her in all the right places and courtesy of her thong, she had no panty line to worry about.
I think I’ll check out the gym and steam room. I could use a little downtime as we head towards international waters.
Before getting to the gym, she walked around checking out the amenities and restaurants the ship had to offer. She took note of the various eateries she wanted to try while onboard. Her first stop would be Guy’s Burgers. As she stared at the delicious looking burgers being plated, she couldn’t help but stare as her mouth started to water. “Man, I’m gonna need to work out hard when this vacation ends,” she complained to herself. That thought alone sparked her interest in checking out the ship’s gym facilities. “I sure hope they have enough equipment, fighting for use will cause me to find excuses not to show up.” She chuckled.
Thankfully, she didn’t run into her sisters or the two male objects of her annoyance. She heard several catcalls and hard stares along her trek to the gym, but otherwise, it was an uneventful journey. Opening the door, she noticed that the gym was a nice size, but her current focus was the steam room, and it was where her feet took her.
Entering the steam room and finding it empty, she decided to make herself comfortable as she removed her t-shirt dress then wrapped a towel around her body. Laying another towel down on the bench, she prepared to allow the heat to calm her. After just a few moments, she fell to sleep.
“No worries Sis, my ass is fine or should I say it will be once I find someone to ease the burn later.”
Myles’s dick had instantly hardened from the image her words had produced and swallowed his spit too quickly which caused him to choke uncontrollably. So, he couldn’t seem to move to help her up from the floor.
When Myles and his grandpa had stepped into the elevator after yet another run in with the rude but sexy woman, Grandpa Feelgood swung a knowing look over at him. “Boy, I sure hope you have mad redeeming qualities and more than what you just spewed out of that trap of yours. Cause you sure stepped in some deep shit with those two women.”
“Gramps, don’t worry cause I’m not.”
“Boy, please downplay it all you want, but those two would have put you on a roaster had I not intervened.”
An hour later, Myles checked into his balcony room.
He shook his head at all the chastising he got from his gramps all the way to the ship.
Sighing after he unpacked, he headed to the gym and sauna to relax before starting this cruise. After all, he felt extra tense from all the traveling woes he’d encountered. He had no idea that when he walked into the sauna, he would find a vision of perfection. He stumbled into the wall as he noticed that Ms. Rude was asleep face down with her legs gaping open causing an unobstructed view of her bare ass.
Ordinarily, this wouldn’t be a problem for him, but he wondered if she knew that her ass was on display for the pleasure of everyone entering the sauna? He just about spit his damn tongue out of his mouth from the vision she created.
Shit, this woman is going to be the death of me.
He decided to avoid this temptress and backed out of the room slowly, as to not be heard or wake her up. The last thing he wanted to do was hear her rude mouth for the third time today.
Nope, I’ll save myself some aggravation with this woman.
Now feeling wholly worked up, he decided to utilize the gym amenities while it seemed relatively quiet. Grabbing a towel, he proceeded to the treadmill, thinking about what lay between Ms. Rude’s glorious looking thighs. The woman, although he hated to admit it, was the epitome of beauty. With smooth skin that seemed to be kissed just right by God. He’d noted her shoulder length hair currently styled in a bun thingy. He’d give anything to be able to wrap his hands in her hair as he thrust inside of her from behind.
Damn, this woman is already getting inside my head. And she’s been a pain in my ass from the moment I met her.
He kept trying to convince himself not to be attracted to her. But as he remembered her laying in the steam room, he couldn’t help it. The last thing he needed was to fall victim to her disrespect. “Fuck, how am I going to stop thinking about her ass?”
The more he thought about her, the harder he walked on the treadmill. With the need to feel the burn from anywhere but his tightened dick, he increased the speed and started a light sprint. Just as he got into a good rhythm, here came the object of his annoyance. He could see her staring at him from the mirror and tried with herculean strength to convince his cock to shift its position.
Myles didn’t need her thinking he was desperate for pussy and especially hers, along with the other things she’d already accused him of earlier today.