Secrets of Lesbian Lust - All at Sea
By Louise Lovette
Copyright 2012 Louise Lovette
Smashwords Edition
The horn let out a mighty yell signaling the start of our eight day new year’s cruise. It was the last Sunday of the millennium and I had just set out on a New Year’s adventure. I stood at the railing of the big cruise ship and waved goodbye to my husband of eight years. He was supposed to be on the ship with me, but he had to fly back to Florida. Long after we were committed to the weeklong vacation his company informed him he would have to work right through January. I was disappointed to say the least especially since the final date to get a refund had passed.
Jack was disappointed as well but rather than just throw away three thousand dollars he told me I should go anyway. Just because he couldn’t go on the cruise did not mean I could not enjoy myself. He told me to bring one of my friends in his place and to have a good time. I wondered who I should invite to go along with me. My choices were relatively slim considering the late date, and the limited number of my friends who were still single. I went down the list one by one, and each person I asked had already made plans. I was starting to think that maybe I should just place an advertisement in the local newspaper and sell the trip, but Jack insisted that I keep trying.
I looked over at the person standing next to me and smiled. Short blonde hair framed a flawless face. The deep blue eyes looked like two Caribbean tidal pools. Broad muscular shoulders led to a narrow waist and then down to powerful legs. This was my guest and roommate for the next eight days and seven nights.
We had not known one another for a long period of time, only about six months, but in that time we had become friends. We met at the health club in the aerobics class and quickly struck up a conversation. After that first meeting we got together every Tuesday and Thursday after class at the juice bar to talk before heading our separate ways. When I brought up the subject of my cruise, and the predicament I was in, the response was..."Well I am free." followed by nervous laughter. One week later we were standing on the deck of the ship together.
The big ship slowly pulled away from the dock and we headed down to our cabin to check out the accommodation and get situated. We walked into the cabin and our luggage was waiting for us. With service like this we were bound to have a good time. I grabbed one of my suitcases and began to put items away in the dresser while my roommate did the same on the other side of the queen sized bed.
"So what do you want to do today?" I asked
"I figured we could go up on deck and lay out by the pool. We can catch some sun, have a few drinks and just relax until dinner. Then after dinner we can go to the jazz club and get drunk."
"Sounds like a plan." I replied grabbing a nice yellow two piece bathing suit and heading into the bathroom to change. I walked out of the bathroom and I was greeted with a cat call whistle. I put my hands over my head and spun around to complete the show as my roommate squeezed past me and headed into the bathroom to change. I checked myself in the mirror and tied my long brown hair back making me look much younger than my actual age of 35. My roommate slipped out of the bathroom and I returned the cat call whistle as I thought "My god what a fabulous body."
The rest of the day was spent just as we planned, and we had a great time at the Jazz club that night. I drank much more than I should have and we staggered back to our room laughing the entire way. Inside the room we both brushed our teeth and washed our faces before slipping on our sleeping attire. We then climbed into bed said good night and drifted off into a deep alcohol induced slumber.