EXPLORING THEIR OPTIONS
written by:
Hot Rider

EXPLORING THEIR OPTIONS

Clay and Stacy had met in college and dated for two years. They fell deeply in love and got married right after graduation. Clay and Stacy's parents were happy about the marriage and approved wholeheartedly of their child's choice for a life partner. The couple was popular and had lots of friends. After graduation, Clay was hired by a large national company. He was soon on the fast track and after ten years was moving swiftly up in management. Stacy was hired by a TV local station to report on the news. She was pretty, smart and eager. Stacy was very good at her job and was now anchor of the local nightly news. She had even been approached by Fox News, but Clay would not leave his career. They were active in their community and attended church regularly. Stacy and Clay were the couple that everyone admired as an example of the perfect marriage.

But after ten years of marriage, they had gotten into a rut. They were both very busy with their careers and charities. As a result, the time they could spend alone with one another became less and less frequent. They both worked long hours and were usually tired when they got home. Their sex life had become almost nonexistent. They began to bicker about petty things and sometimes weren't even civil to one another.

One night after a heated disagreement about what to serve at their next dinner party, they avoided one another and didn't talk for over an hour. When Stacy went to bed alone, she lay awake thinking about their marriage. What had happened to the wonderful life they had begun together just ten years before? She still loved Clay so much it hurt sometimes. She also knew he loved her. She decided that something had to be done.

When Clay came to bed, she was lying awake waiting for him. "Honey, can we please talk?"

"Can't it wait? I'm really tired."

Stacy decided that if she put it off another day, she might not have the courage to speak up again. "No, it can't wait. We need to talk tonight."

He turned and gave her a puzzled look. This was not like Stacy. Realizing that she wouldn't insist unless it was something important, he sat down on the edge of the bed. "Okay. What's wrong?"

Stacy took a deep breath. "Honey, we've been growing apart and I don't want us to wind up like the Nelsons."

Clay was totally surprised/ "They got a divorce! Are you saying you don't love me anymore and want to split up?"

Stacy scooted across the bed to his side. Taking his hand in hers, she looked into his eyes. "Of course I still love you! I want to be married to you for the rest of my life! But, haven't you noticed that we rarely do anything together anymore?"

Clay was confused. "We went to the Swanson's barbecue just last weekend!"

"Yes, we went to the barbecue. Do you remember what we did there? You spent the whole evening talking business with other men and I was either talking to the women or on the phone with the station. That was not spending time together."

Clay was shocked. "I hadn't realized we had drifted so far apart, but, you're right. I don't want to lose you either. We've got to do something about it."

Stacy was overjoyed to see that Clay recognized the problem and was willing to work on it. With that encouragement, she continued. "Have you noticed that we only make love once or twice a week and it's always a quicky?"

"Really? Now that I think about it, you're right. What happened to us? When we were dating and first married, we made love two or three times a day!"

She was quick to agree. "I know, and sometimes we spent the whole weekend in bed! It was wonderful!"

Clay was quiet for a moment. "I want us to be close that again. But with the demands of our careers, neither of us has the time or energy. Do you have any ideas?"

Stacy was ready for this question. "I've been thinking about it. We haven't had a vacation in five years. Why don't we go away somewhere romantic?"

Clay smiled. "That's a great idea. I'll be finished with the new contract in a couple of weeks and can take a week or so off after that. What about you? Can you get away from the station?"

Now Stacy was grinning. "I've been grooming Shelly to be the morning anchor. I think she's ready to fill in for me on the evening news."

"Then it's settled. We'll go away for a week. Where should we go?"

Stacy hugged his arm to her body. "You know I've always wanted to go on a cruise to the Caribbean. Why don't we do that?"

"I like that idea, but don't we have to book a cruise months in advance?"

"I don't know, but I'll find out tomorrow."

Clay was excited about the trip now. "Why wait until tomorrow? Can't we look it up on the internet right now?"

Stacy gave him a wicked grin as she slid her hand inside his boxers. "I have other plans for us tonight!"

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The next morning, Stacy went online and found a cruise she liked. When she called the cruise lines, she was told that the cruise was usually fully booked, but they had just received a cancellation. Stacy signed them up. When Clay got home, she eagerly told him about the cruise.

They spent the next several days making sure their jobs would be covered. Stacy also spent quite a bit of time shopping. She wanted to look a little different than she did on camera every day. In college, she had enjoyed the attention she got from men when she walked around campus in tiny shorts and a t-shirt without a bra. But now, she was recognized by huge numbers of people in the local area. To keep her reputation as a serious TV personality, she had to dress and act conservatively.

For this trip, she could forget being conservative and really let loose and enjoy herself. She bought a couple of pairs of extremely small shorts that almost let the curve of her ass cheeks hang out. Since they were going to the Caribbean, she knew she would be on the beach so she needed a new bikini. As she was looking through the bikinis, one caught her eye. It was a perfect emerald green to match her eyes, but it was smaller than any bikini she had ever worn, even in college. She couldn't resist at least trying it on. Taking it into the changing room, she removed her clothes and wriggled into the tiny scraps of cloth that formed the suit..

Looking at herself in the mirror, she realized, 'This should really put some fire back into our sex life!' She had never worn anything so scandalously skimpy, but she just couldn't resist, she bought it. She did not tell Clay about her purchases. She wanted to surprise him.

The day of their departure finally arrived. Stacy could hardly believe it as they boarded the huge ship. They were actually taking a romantic cruise together. She and Clay joined the crowd that was waving at the family and friends who had gathered on the dock to see them off. Stacy got quite a bit of attention as she stood at the rail. Her flowing red hair was flickering like living flame as it snapped behind her in the breeze off the ocean. She was wearing a white sundress that had a scooped neckline that exposed the top of the curves of her firm breasts. The skirt came to her knees but it was snapping in the wind, billowing around her and exposing her legs much higher than she had expected. She felt like Marilyn Monroe in the famous movie scene where her white dress was blown up around her.

A couple about their own age walked up beside them at the rail. The man was tall and handsome in a rugged kind of way. He was about the same size as Clay, six feet and almost two hundred pounds. He had short cropped blonde hair and dancing blue eyes. The woman with him looked as if she had Italian ancestry. Stacy noticed that she was tall, athletically slender and her smooth dark skin looked flawless Like Stacy, her long black hair was snapping in the wind as it flowed over her shoulders and down her back.

When the ship began to move away from the dock, the man turned and looked at Stacy and Clay. With a smile that reminded Stacy of Tom Cruise, he introduced himself. "Hi! I'm Brett and this is my wife Jordan." Working with the public, Stacy was accustomed to meeting new people. She introduced herself and Clay. Soon, they were all chatting like old friends as they walked into the ship.

When Brett was told that it was Stacy and Clay's first cruise, he offered to help them get used to the ship. He and Jordan had already been on several cruises. "We're going to take a few minutes to unpack. We would be glad to give you a tour of the ship." Stacy and Clay thought that was a great idea. They told Brett their room number and they agreed to meet there in an hour.

As Brett led them around the ship, he and Clay discovered that they worked in similar businesses and had a lot in common. The women followed along chatting and soon became friends. The tour ended at the ship's pool. Brett put his arm around his wife and smiled. "Would you two like to join us for dinner? I can make sure we're assigned the same table and seating times in the dining room." Clay looked at Stacy and then they both agreed to meet them.

Walking back to their cabin, Clay and Stacy discussed their new friends. They agreed that it was great to meet another couple their age who had so many of the same interests. They were both looking forward to a fun filled week.

Clay and Stacy were excited about their first night on the ship. They both dressed casually. Clay was wearing khakis and a button down shirt while Stacy chose a skirt, pull over blouse and comfortable shoes with one inch heels. Just before six, Brett and Jordan knocked on their door. Brett was wearing gray slacks and a blue shirt that matched his eyes. However, Jordan was dressed more provocatively. She had on a knit dress that clung to her body. It had a plunging neckline that showed her cleavage to its best advantage. The hemline was five inches above her knees and she was wearing five inch spike heels. Stacy was surprised at how sexy Jordan was dressed for dinner, but decided not to say anything. The four of them talked like old friends as they made their way to the dining room. As Brett had promised, they were all seated together at a table for four. Conversation flowed easily as they ate a meal that surpassed Clay and Stacy's expectations.

Toward the end of the meal, Jordan was telling them about the different dance clubs that were available on the ship. She and Brett really enjoyed going to them. Stacy hadn't been dancing in years. Eagerly, she looked at Clay and grabbed his hand. "Honey, that sounds like so much fun!"

Clay smiled and agreed. Looking at Jordan, Stacy spoke up and told everyone she needed to change clothes before they went to a club. Jordan offered to go with her to her cabin and then show her how to find the club. The men decided they would go on ahead and get them a table.

Jordan sat on the bed in the cabin as Stacy went through the clothes in her closet. She had not been expecting to go out dancing on the cruise, so she didn't bring anything that would be appropriate for a club. She did bring an elegant green dress to wear on dress up night, but it was the only nice dress she had brought. With Jordan looking so sexy, she did not want to look frumpy.

Noticing her problem, Jordan stood and took Stacy's hand. "I think we wear about the same size. I have lots of dresses. Why don't we go to my cabin and find one you can borrow?"

"Oh no! I couldn't do that!"

Jordan led her toward the door. "Don't worry about it. This is your first cruise. I want it to be special for you!"

When they got to Jordan's cabin, she threw open the door to her closet. "Pick out anything you like."

Stacy felt as if she was in a boutique as she looked at the dozen dresses hanging neatly in the closet. She didn't know where to begin. Jordan stepped up and took over. She pulled a silver dress out and held it up in front of Stacy. Shaking her head, Jordan tossed it onto the bed. Then she selected a black cocktail dress. Holding it up to Stacy, Jordan smiled and nodded.

"This is the one!"

Stacy looked at it and wasn't so sure. It would be very revealing, but she tried it on anyway. The dress fit her like a glove, a very tight glove. It clung to every delicious curve of her body. The hem was fully four inches above her knees, the neckline plunged so deep her bra was visible and since the dress was backless to the waist, the bra was also visible there. As Stacy looked at herself in the mirror, Jordan came up behind her and looked over her shoulder.

Stacy loved how sexy she looked, but she had never worn a dress that was so revealing. "Maybe we should look for a different one?"

Jordan was adamant. "Absolutely not! That dress was made for you! It looks so much better on you than it does on me! Please wear it!"

Stacy did not want to insult Jordan. "Okay, if you insist."

Jordan gave Stacy a strong hug and then walked around her, looking her over with an appraising eye. "It looks wonderful on you, but I'm sure you agree, the bra has to go."

Stacy hadn't gone braless in public since college. As a news anchor, she had to present a conservative appearance to the public. But Stacy realized that she was thousands of miles from home and could do as she pleased. She and Clay had come on the cruise because they wanted to get the spark back in their marriage. Showing up at the club braless and wearing a sexy dress would definitely produce some erotic sparks between them. Taking a deep breath, she lowered the top of the dress and unhooked her bra. Jordan was watching closely as Stacy's breasts came into view. The firm C-cup mounds stood proudly without a hint of sag. A light sprinkling of freckles were scattered above her breasts which were tipped by pink areolae and nipples the size of pencil erasers.

Dropping her bra on the bed, Stacy slid her arms back in the dress and pulled it up over her breasts. Jordan took Stacy by the shoulders and turned her toward the mirror again. Stacy was pleased with how sexy she looked. The dress was short and showed off her long legs, shapely calves and firm thighs. The neckline plunged so low, the inner curve of her breasts were clearly visible and even the bottom curve of her firm globes could be seen slightly. What really caught her attention was the rigid peaks that pushed out the front of the dress where her nipples stood tall and hard.

Turning to Jordan, she smiled. "I love it! Are you sure it's okay for me to borrow it?"

Jordan laughed. "Are you kidding? You look so hot the men are going to be drooling!" Giving Stacy a quick hug, she turned toward the door. "Let's go!" Suddenly she turned and hurried toward the closet. "One more thing!" She turned with a pair of strappy five inch black heels in her hand. "Size six?"

Stacy grinned and nodded. They were laughing and talking like school girls on their way to the prom as they hurried to the club.

When they entered the dimly lit club, the two women paused to look for their husbands. Stacy saw the men just as Brett nudged Clay and nodded toward the door. Clay turned in his chair and saw a vision walking toward him. He felt a distinct surge in his pants as he looked at his wife. Stacy was a little nervous about how her husband was going to react when he saw how she was dressed but the big smile he gave her made her more confident.

Both of the men stood as the women reached the table. Taking her hands, Clay stared at his wife. Stacy's fears were put to rest when she saw a huge grin spread across his face. She was thrilled when he told her, "You look amazing!"

Stacy smiled with relief. She turned in a slow circle in front of him. "Do you really like it?"

"Like it? I love it! Every woman in the room is jealous!" Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her with a passion that had been missing from their marriage for quite a while.

When the kiss finally broke, Stacy's heart was pounding and she was gasping for breath. The kiss had made her nipples even harder and they pushed the black material out in tall peaks that were easily visible to everyone Turning to Jordan, she grinned at her new friend. Brett was standing beside his wife with his arm around her, but his eyes were burning into Stacy as he looked at her sexy body. This made Stacy a little uncomfortable, but at the same time it aroused her to know that she still turned on men other her husband.

The men were drinking their usual bourbons but the women elected to go with a fruity drink that was the specialty of the club. Over the next few hours, both couples were on the dance floor frequently. They also danced with one another's spouse. After the way his eyes had devoured her earlier in the evening, Stacy was a little nervous about dancing with Brett, but, he was the perfect gentleman. As they moved to the music, they laughed and talked about their interests.

As the evening moved toward midnight, the seemingly innocent fruity drinks started to take their toll on Stacy. By the time she had started her third drink, she was dancing very provocatively with her husband. Jordan was dancing sexy with her husband too, but it was not because of alcohol. She was just naturally a beautiful woman who liked to show off her body. Stacy watched as Jordan turned her back to Brett and pushed her ass back against him, rubbing against his cock while rotating it sensually.

The other couple was only a few feet away when Stacy whispered into her husband's ear. "Honey would you want me to dance like Jordan?"

When Clay turned his head to look, Jordan was bent forward at the waist. Her breasts were visible all the way to her nipples inside the low neckline of her dress. As she swayed to the music and pressed back against her husband, her breasts were bouncing and shaking inside her dress, threatening to pop out into view at any moment. Clay looked back at his wife. "I think you're incredibly hot and would look amazing dancing like that."

With a wicked smile, Stacy ran her hand down the front of Clay's pants. "UUMMM, it feels like you would really like it if I danced like her. You're already nice and hard just thinking about it."

Clay gasped when she grasped his cock and squeezed. He pulled his wife's lips to his with obvious hunger. Slowly he traced the indention of her mouth. He didn't force his tongue into her mouth, he wasn't demanding, instead he was expressing his deeper need for her. Clay waited until she invited him in by parting her lips for him. His tongue caressed her lips lightly before it slid between them. Softly his tongue danced over hers, probing gently as she responded to his kiss. Stacy moaned, her tongue curling around his as he explored her warm mouth. His breath flowed into her mouth when he sighed at the strength of the emotions that ran through his body. Stacy recognized the deeper feelings he had for her. The passion was still burning in his kiss, but there was so much more. She could sense all of the tenderness and kindness he hid from other people, but she knew it was there for her.

A soft breeze caressed their cheeks as the kiss went on and on. Clay pulled her tightly to him and could feel her soft breasts moving up and down against his chest with each excited breath she took. Breaking the kiss, his eyes looked deep into hers, searching for her emotions. The love he saw there filled his heart as he held her close. His mouth descended to hers again, his kiss more demanding than it had been before. Stacy could feel the wetness of her arousal gathering in her panties as she opened her mouth to him. Her tongue shot out and dueled with his as their passion threatened to consume them on the dance floor.

They were both breathing hard as they realized the song was over and they broke the kiss. Turning toward their table, they saw the other couple was already there. Brett and Jordan had big grins on their faces as they recognized the passion that had burst into flame in the other couple.

When they reached the table, Brett was the first to speak. He was still grinning as he told them, "You two should get a room!"

Stacy was surprised when Clay responded with a grin of his own. "I think we will!"

Stacy was pleased that her husband wanted her so bad, but she still yelped with surprise when his hand clenched the cheek of her ass hard. Clay was kneading her butt as he told the other couple, "We'll see you two tomorrow."

As they walked toward the door of the club, Stacy had her arm around her husband's waist as he continued to stroke and caress her butt. When they reached the door, she glanced back at the other couple. With a wicked grin, she wriggled her ass at them before disappearing out the door.

As they hurried toward their cabin, Clay's slightest touch was sending sparks flying from Stacy's most intimate parts to swirl and collect inside the swollen tissues of her cavern of passion. By the time they entered the room, Stacy felt as if she was going to explode with carnal desire.

Even before the door closed, buttons went flying as Stacy ripped the shirt from her husband's body. Pushing him back against the door, her tongue darted into Clay's mouth as she feverishly unbuckled his belt. Stacy yanked his zipper down and pushed her hand inside. As his khakis fell around his feet, her fingers slipped into his boxers, grasped his cock and pulled it out. Breaking the kiss, she pressed her breasts against his bare chest. He could feel the hard bullets of her nipples boring into his skin as she rubbed them against him. Stacy looked into his eyes as she slowly ran her thumb over the head of his cock, spreading his precum over the throbbing, red helmet. Her mouth sought his again, accepting his groan into her mouth as she began to stroke him while they kissed.

Stacy's lips moved away form his as she began to kiss the side of his neck. Her mouth slowly moved lower, alternating small kisses with little licks. Reaching his chest, she swirled her tongue around his right nipple, then flicked the her tongue across the stiffened tip. He groaned as she sucked more deeply, then knelt before him, moving her lips down across his stomach. The tip of her tongue flicked into his navel before licking slowly farther down his quivering abdomen.

Leaning forward, Stacy gave the head of his cock a slow, sucking kiss. As her lips slowly parted, her mouth moved down over him, sucking on the head. She gradually lowered her mouth past the head and down over his shaft, taking him deeper into her mouth until the head nudged the back of her throat. Raising her head, she slowly let his cock slide out through her lips as she sucked hard. There was a popping sound as his head suddenly burst out from between her lips. Looking up at her husband, Stacy locked her eyes with his as she slowly swirled her tongue around the dark crimson head before lowering her mouth and taking him deep again. Holding him between her lips, she slid his fleshy column further and further until it passed the back of her mouth and entered her throat. Stacy worked her throat muscles around his hard spear, making them milk and pull on his throbbing cock.

Clay knew that if she kept this up much longer he was going to come in her throat. But he had other plans for where he wanted to deposit his seed. Grasping her by the shoulders, he pulled her mouth off his cock and raised Stacy to her feet. Clay pulled the sexy black dress up over her head, releasing her breasts to sway naked in the light. Her nipples were hard and thrusting up, begging for attention as if in invitation. He leaned over and took her left nipple between his lips, his tongue lightly circling it while softly sucking it into his mouth. Stacy moaned and arched her back, holding his head in both hands and offered her breast to him as he continued to lick and suckle on her nipples. He alternated between them, first one, then the other, until they were both hard as diamonds and shiny with his saliva.

Swinging her up into his arms, he carried her to the bed. Stacy lay there wearing only her black lace panties and Jordan's five inch heels. She was breathing hard, her body undulating with need while she watched Clay strip off his socks and join her on the bed. Stretching out beside her, he leaned over and took her mouth with a kiss that was full of lusty need for his sexy wife. Mashing his lips hard against hers, he plunged his tongue deep, sliding it between her lips and over her tongue. She moaned into his mouth, pulling him tighter to her and caressing his invading tongue with hers.

His hand began sliding over the outside of her breast as his lips left a trail of goosebumps down her skin and into the deep valley of her glorious orbs. His warm mouth covered the pink tip, his lips enclosing the areolae and nipple, sending tingles down her stomach and deep into her pussy. She moaned as his fingertips slowly trailed down her taut belly toward her ultimate treasure.

Clay cupped her pussy in his hand for a moment before rising up and hooking his thumbs in the waist of her panties. Stacy's heart was pounding, her breasts swaying with her rapid breaths as she raised her hips and let him slide the lacy black panties down her legs. His eyes were locked with hers as he raised the wet panties to his nose and inhaled the musky scent of her arousal. Then, he tossed the panties across the room and focused on her swollen wet treasure box.

He felt her shiver as the tip of his finger slid around the hood at the top of her wet pink cleft. He was careful not to touch her clit as she moaned and pushed her hips up, desperately trying to make contact between her throbbing clit and his hand. Stacy's body trembled with eager anticipation as she opened her thighs wide to his touch. She moaned as he used his fingers to spread her petals apart and open her pussy wide. It was such an incredibly beautiful sight; the entrance to her vagina was dark pink, almost red, engorged as it was from the pulsing blood of her rising passion. Her lips were puffy and swollen, and her wetness glistened invitingly.

She arched her back, tilting her pink center up for him, burning to give him complete access to her molten depths. Stacy groaned as he dipped two fingers into her moist center and curled them up to spear her, sinking his fingers into her all the way to his palm. Stacy moaned when he began to stroke along the top of her wet tunnel of desire. Clay smiled as he heard her sharp gasp and felt the little shudder that told him he had found her G-spot.

Stacy responded eagerly to the finger fucking he was giving her, moaning as the hot knife of desire cut through her, making her sweet juices flood over his hand. Her hips twitched and jerked in reply to his deep rubbing strokes that were massaging her g-spot. She pushed up to meet his probing touch, matching his strokes as his fingers moved in and out of her quivering pink opening.

As Stacy's passion soared, her pussy convulsed around his fingers. The jolts of pleasure his stroking hand brought to the steaming pink core of her sex drove her ecstatic pleasure higher and higher. Stacy threw her head back against the pillow and groaned, her lower body undulating in time to his probing fingers as he pushed her up the slippery slopes of ecstasy to the point of no return.

Suddenly, her mouth opened but nothing came out as her body went rigid, jerking in hard spasms as her orgasm washed over her in crashing waves. Clay twisted his hand in a circular motion, rubbing the inside of her flowing fountain as she began to sob and cry out with pleasure.

Finally, Stacy collapsed on the bed, her body trembling as she enjoyed the sensual bliss of her release. As her breathing began to return to normal, Clay moved up her body and positioned himself between her widely spread thighs. Grasping his hard cock, he rubbed the head up and down over her swollen lips coating it with her freely flowing juices. He kept rubbing her for a few moments, moving from her pussy to her clit and back to her throbbing opening. Stacy reacted with moans and rotating thrusts of her hips as her pussy sought his penetrating thrust.

Clay felt her hungry pussy eagerly opening as the head of his cock spread her pussy lips. Her face glowed with enraptured pleasure as he slid the full length of his cock into the pussy he knew so well. Her lips clung to every inch, clasping his erotic lance in her tight embrace as he filled her. She whimpered, pushing her well of pleasure toward him, eagerly accepting his invading hardness inside her. When he started to stroke in and out of her hot wetness, Stacy moaned and started moving in rhythm with him.

Clay felt her hands moving sensually down his back to rest on his undulating ass while her legs wrapped around his thighs and pulled him deep inside her with each stroke. Stacy's hands massaged her husband's ass in time to his thrusts as their hips moved rhythmically forward and backward, their bodies joined in the eternal dance of carnal pleasure. Every forward spearing movement of his cock was accentuated by her efforts to get him deeper inside her.

Clay looked into her eyes and started fucking her hard and deep. She grunted at the depth and force of each stroke as he pounded her pussy. Stacy tightened and loosened her arms and legs around him in time with his thrusts, trying to pull him even deeper as he filled her pussy again and again. The cabin was filled with the passionate sounds of their lovemaking; the slapping of their bodies as they slammed together; Stacy's moans and cries of passion, Clay's grunts of effort as he pounded her without mercy all combined in a carnal symphony of pleasure.

His stabbing thrusts accelerated until he was moving in and out of her so hard and fast, all she could do was open her body to him and hang on. In a few moments, she felt the telltale swelling of his cock as he neared orgasm. Her voice rang out in the room as she screamed, "Come for me baby! Oh God Yes! Fill me with your hot cream!"

He responded to her urging, slamming into her with one final thrust and froze, his cock throbbing rhythmically as jet after jet of his hot cum filled her convulsing pussy! Feeling the swelling pulses of his cock quickly pushed Stacy over the edge again. Her scream was so loud and long it could be heard down the hallway. "OOHHH YEESSS! OOOOHHH MY GODDD YESSSSSS!" Her body arched up and took him as deep as possible, her body trembling, stiff and rigid as she enjoyed the scalding sperm bath she was receiving inside her quaking core.

After several long seconds, they both collapsed onto the bed, their chests heaving as they fought for breath. As the pounding of her heart slowed almost to normal, Stacy snuggled up to her husband's side. "UUMMM, that was amazing."

He agreed while continuing to gasp for breath. "It hasn't been this good since we were first married! We have to get away like this more often!"

Stacy giggled. "And just think, this is only the first night of the cruise!"