The Empty Nest(closed)

During the day there was little else to do on the boat but lounge around the pool and that suited Bill just fine. He'd end up spending more than his fair share of time in the casino in the evenings and he wasn't much for the group activities that the crew organized. They seemed better suited for the much older crowd and the kids. After breakfast he and Cara went down to their room to relax a little then an hour or so later, changed into their suits and headed up to the pool.

Looking around for lounges Bill spotted the guy from breakfast with a couple lounges next to him so he wandered over.

"Excuse me, these free?" he asked causing the man to open his eyes and look up at the couple.

Mark had booked the cruise with his then girlfriend intending to propose to her at some point on it. Those plans fell through though when she abruptly ended the relationship, offering no real explanation why. He'd thought of just not going and losing the investment but instead decided that getting away for a few weeks might do him some good. It was around the second day when he realized just how boring one of these cruises could be when you were on your own. "No, feel free. I'm Mark."

"Bill and Cara." Bill replied as he tossed a towel down on the far lounge intentionally landing Cara in between the two.
 
Cara took the hint and slid onto the lounger between the two men. She offered Mark a friendly smile as she tossed her towel to the end of the lounger and sat back stretching herself out on the lounge chair to soak up some sun. She certainly hoped Bill was going to go easy here and just kind of scouted the territory out.

As she closed her eyes, she could smell Mark. The man smelled good enough to eat. Whatever that cologne was he was wearing, made her want to growl and purr, all at the same time. She let the men idly talk and rolled over onto her stomach. Reaching back, she undid the hook holding her bikini top in place so she could tan without lines.
 
While Mark chatted with his new neighbors, shielded by his sunglasses, he couldn't help but let his eyes drift over Cara's taking in every contour of her exquisite body. Though it only seemed to sharpen the sting of being on this cruise by himself it was a welcome disruption from his otherwise boring day. When she repositioned herself onto her stomach and opened her top Mark's eyes couldn't help but drifted down to take in the view of her breast pressing into the lounge.

"I'm going to go grab some drinks. You want something?" Bill asked.

Mark, surprised by the offer. "Sure, whatever you're getting. I'll get the next round." he replied, optimistic about the idea of making a couple friends that might make the cruise more fun.

"I already know what you want." Bill said with his wicked little grin as he got up from his lounge. As he started toward the bar he glanced down at Cara tipping in sunglasses down. "You should probably be careful. You don't want to burn." Another grin stretched across his lips as he walked away wondering if she'd step through the door he'd opened for her.
 
Well hell. She knew Bill was right but he disappeared before she have him see to the issue at hand. She lifted her head towards Mark and smiled.

“I know we just met and there’s no telling how long Bill will be gone getting drinks, would you mind terribly slathering my back with some suntan oil, please? It’s in my bag there at my feet? I would appreciate it.”

Bill, that brat. However she couldn’t get the imagery of both men taking her body at the same time. So she supposed this was a great way to start and crack the ice to see if Mark was even the littlest bit interested.
 
Mark hesitated for moment as he glanced after Bill then back over to Cara. He didn’t know either of them well enough to know if what she was asking was going to be a problem for Bill but he assumed if it would, she wouldn’t have asked. “Yeah, sure, I can take care of that for you.” He said, climbing up from his lounge before moving over and sitting on the edge of hers.

After fishing the sunscreen from her bag he squeezed the tube and was startled when it spurted out across her back. As it did, he couldn’t help but picture a different white substance being sprayed across her back. “Sorry about that.” He said with a laugh as he began to slowly rub it into her back.

Making sure he didn’t miss any spots, Mark wrapped his hands around her sides then pressed up, brushing the side of her breast as he did. The contact caused him to flinch and his cheeks turned red as he quickly moved away from the area.
 
Cara knew that asking a stranger to rub lotion on her back was tricky. They usually had a mate or a girlfriend with them. However, she knew Mark was single. She waited patiently and then felt Mark’s hands on her back. The lotion was a little cold as he squirted it on her bare skin, making her jump slightly before settling back down on her lounger. When his fingers brushed the side of her breast, she smiled into the lounger. He quickly moved away from there and it made her wonder what he was thinking.

Before she could ask him anything, Bill came back with their drinks. Cara lifted her head as he approached. She reached out to take her drink, took a sip then set it on the small table beside her lounger, then resettled her head on her arms and closed her eyes.
 
When Bill returned with the drinks Mark looked up, worried that he was going to be upset about a strangers hands on his wife. He was about to stutter out an explanation but Bill seemed completely unbothered by it. "Was just helping her out with some sunscreen." Mark said as he finished up.

"Appreciate it. If she's going to be moaning later I wouldn't want it to be over a sunburn if you know what I mean." Bill said laughing.

Mark sat stunned for a moment with his mouth open, not quite sure how to respond. "Yeah, not the way you want to spend the cruise." he finally said as he got up from Cara's lounge to return to his.

The whole exchange struck Mark as a little off but he didn't spend too much time focusing on it. They were the first couple that seemed to even have a chance of breaking up the boredom of the cruise so he didn't want to mess it up by overanalyzing something silly.

"So have you two done one of these cruises before? Any tips you have?" Mark asked as she set back down on his lounge and took a sip of the drink Bill brought him.
 
Cara lifted her head from her folded arms and grinned, looking from one man to the other.

“Thank you, Mark for helping me out. Actually, this is our first cruise too. So, I guess if I had a tip to offer it would be, enjoy yourself. Go with your impulses, just stay out of jail doing it.”

She laughed and reached for her drink, not even remembering she had untied her bikini top and she gave both men quite an eyeful. Taking a sip of the cold drink, she sighed.

“Oh, that’s so good. It goes down really nice.”

Cara set her drink on the deck next to her lounger and returned her head to her folded arms, closing her eyes. She had done her part, for now. Now, she was going to let Bill negotiate his way into something.
 
“Yeah, staying out of jail is usually one of the goals I shoot for. I can only imagine ship jail isn’t pleasant.” Mark laughed out just as Cara lifted up to grab her drink, providing him a clear view of her breasts when she did. He fell silent for a moment staring before his eyes lifted to meet Bill’s

Bill had watch Cara lift up and any question he might have had about Mark’s interest was immediately answered by the look on his face. When Mark’s eyes lifted to his Bill shot him a wink and a smile letting him know he knew what he saw and it didn’t bother him.

It was then that the pieces started to fall together for Mark. The comment about her moaning, the sunscreen comment as he walked off, now this. It all pointed to one thing. Mark had of course heard of people that were in open marriages or swung but he’d never actually met any before. Deciding to see if he was right Mark pressed a little further. “I’d kind of hoped there would be some kind of singles scene on here but that’s not really turning out to be the case. Most the passengers are couples which doesn’t leave me a lot of options in that department.”

Bill’s ears perked up seeing an opportunity to advance things a little. “Yeah, guess you’d have to be on a singles cruise or something to the Caribbean for that kind of scene. I’m sure we can find you someone to keep you entertained. What do you think Cara?” He said trying to pull Cara into the conversation again.
 
Cara laughed softly as she continued to eye Mark.

“Mmm. I haven’t really noticed anything on the nightly schedule for anything for singles. That’s a shame.”

At Bill’s question, Cara lifted up on her arms just a little and glanced at both men.

“Oh, I’m sure we could come up with something.”

Her lips turned up in a sassy grin
 
Mark could sense there was some underlying meaning to Cara's words but it was impossible to be sure. He'd have to be on the ship with them for quite a while so misreading the situation could end up being a disaster.

"We're probably going to be going to the lounge after dinner tonight. You're welcome to join us if you'd like." Bill offered casually.

"Yeah, sure. I might take you up on that." Mark replied still unsure that he could trust his read on the situation.

Not wanting to press too hard too quickly Bill turned the conversation toward other topics. After a few hours the two excused themselves and headed back to their cabin.

"Soooo?" Bill asked as the door closed behind them. He could sense that Cara was interested but he wanted to make sure before he escalated things any further.
 
Once she and Bill got back to their cabin, Bill looked at her.

"Soooo?"

Cara grinned.

“I like him. He might even be fun once we can get him to loosen up a bit. I’m glad you didn’t push him too much and hopefully he’ll join us at the lounge tonight. If he does, I have an idea or two.”

Her grin grew wider and a sparkle of excitement lit her eyes. She moved closer to Bill, pressing her chest against his and winding her arms around his neck as she stood on tiptoe to press her lips against his.

“I love you.”
 
Bill grinned when he saw the devious little gears turning in Cara's mind. He knew she was capable of being quite creative when it came to things like this and he had no doubt that she had an idea or two about it.

"I love you more!" he replied as he grasped her hips then pulled her body tighter to his.

Later that night evening they had another awkward dinner with Mike. It was obvious since Brenda hadn't accompanied him the past couple meals that something had gone horribly wrong but he didn't seem to want to talk about it so Bill left the topic alone. After dinner they made their way down to the lounge and found it already starting to fill with people looking for some entertainment for the evening.

"Oh, there's our friend." Bill said when he spotted Mark at the bar. "Had a feeling he wasn't going to pass up our invite."

Bill wrapped an arm around Cara's waist and they made their way over to him. "Hey, good to see you again." Bill said as they made it to him.

Mark turned then set his drink down on the bar. "Thought I'd take you two up on your offer. Have a seat." he said motioning to the bar stools next to him.

Bill nodded towards the stool directly beside Mark and grinned. "After you."
 
Mike was obviously in a foul mood, but it was his own doing. Cara didn’t wish him ill but she knew what Brenda had been through. Judging from the glimpses she had caught of Brenda, the woman was spreading her wings, not to mention other body parts.

With the ending of dinner and Bill heading to god’s knew where, Cara breathed a small sigh of relief as Bill and she stepped into the lounge that was quickly filling up. At Bill’s words, she glanced in the direction of the bar. Cara couldn’t stop the small grin that formed on her lips. She felt Bill’s arm guide her toward the bar. There were greetings and an invitation. Cara took the seat next to Mark, just as Bill wanted her too.

Oooo, he smelled nice. There was something musky and deep about the cologne Mark was wearing. It was seductive to be sure. She wiggled her butt on the bar stool to get comfortable and then settled in.

“How are you doing tonight, Mark?” She asked gently and just a wee bit loudly as various conversations from behind them got louder.

The bartender came over and stood in front of her with a sexy grin.

“What can I start you off with, lovely lady?”
 
Bill and Cara had invited him to join them so it wasn't at all a surprise to see them. Seeing how enthusiastic they were to see him and seeing Bill intentionally position Cara between them strengthened the suspicions he had about them though. "I'm doing great!" Mark said enthusiastically just as the bartender arrived and asked the couple about drinks.

"Put whatever my new friends are having on my tab." Mark continued as he eyed Cara's exquisite profile.

Bill watched Mark's eyes from the other side of Cara. It was clear that she'd captured his attention and he knew that given the chance he'd likely jump at the chance to be with her. The question that still lingered in his mind though was whether he'd go along if both of them were present.

Bill's mind drifted to an image of Cara's lust filled eyes as both of them ravaged her body and he shifted in his seat, repositioning himself so that the erection that was forming wasn't so noticeable.

When the bartender returned with their drinks Mark lifted his glass. "To new friends." he toasted before taking a sip of his drink.
 
"Put whatever my new friends are having on my tab."

“Well, thank you, Mark. That’s generous of you. We’ll get the next one, okay?”

Cara had laid a gentle hand on Mark’s arm. She felt his eyes on her and when she turned her own on him, she found in Mark’s eyes appreciation and growing lust. Well, well now. Her evening was looking promising. With the hand that was closest to Bill, her fingers crept over his thigh, finding his growing erection.

"To new friends," Mark raised the toast as the bartender brought the drinks over.

“To news friends,” Cara’s sultry voice echoed.

Hopefully, she thought as her eyes glided over Mark with her own appreciation, their evening was going to be…. Eventful.
 
Bill's cock stiffened more when Cara's hand closed around it and he was thankful that the loud music covered the audible groan he let out. He was on the fence about whether to push things further or not given that earlier Cara had said she had an idea or two about how to approach it. The last thing he wanted to do was spoil the pleasure of watching her work. Instead he decided to let things play out before he pushed things along.

"So tell me, what do you two do for fun at home?" Mark asked, leaning closer to Cara and draping his arm across the back of her barstool so that he could be heard over the loud music. As he leaned over he couldn't help but by struck by the sweet scent of her perfume that seemed to draw him in closer.
 
Cara’s silently chuckled at Bill’s response to her hand. When Mark leaned closer into her so he could be heard above the music, Her free hand moved to rest on Mark’s thigh lightly.

“Oh, we watch movies or read together. Sometimes we go out to a local club in our area.”

Cara didn’t explain further about what kind of club it was. That would be for later unless Bill decided to tell him. She could feel the muscles in Mark’s thigh tense under her hand and briefly wondered if her hand made him uncomfortable. She imagined that if it did, he would gently lift it away from him.
 
Mark wasn't all that surprised to feel Cara's hand on his thigh. She'd more than shown that she wasn't uncomfortable with physical contact and though it at first made him flinch, he quickly warmed to the gesture of familiarity. As she answered his question Mark's eyes were on Bill to see whether he'd noticed and if so what his reaction to it was. Mark noted Bill leaning forward a little so that he could see past Cara then his gaze fall to his thigh and a smile creep across his lips. Though he'd half expected it based on their interactions so far it was still a bit of a surprise to see that it seemed to please him.

Deciding to test the boundaries of this new level of intimacy Mark laid his hand on Cara's and closed it, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as he leaned in and continued the conversation.

Bill watched as Mark escalated the contact between he and Cara. He had every intention of taking a more direct path should it be necessary but he was glad to see that Cara's more subtle approach seemed to be working just fine. "You two should go dance." Bill called out over the music.

Mark's gaze shot over to Bill then back to Cara with a questioning look. "I'm game if you are." he said with a subtle shrug of his shoulders that masked the nervousness he was feeling about how things were developing.
 
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Cara watched Mark as his eyes shot to Bill and she knew what he was thinking so she gently set a forefinger under his chin and turned his eyes back to her with a small smile. Her eyes told him that everything was okay. He must have gotten the message as his hand handed on hers and gave it a gentle squeeze.

His touch warmed her and set her pulse to racing. She realized suddenly that it had been such a long time since she had felt this sudden attraction to someone other than Bill.

"You two should go dance."

Cara grinned, turning her palm up and giving Mark’s hand a squeeze. Mark shot a look to Bill and then turned to Cara.

"I'm game if you are."

“Sure thing.”

Cara reached for her drink and took a sip before she slid off her perch on the bar stool and led the way to the dance floor, her hips swaying to the music, her hand still in Mark’s. When they both got to the dance floor, Cara turned and waited for Mark to embrace her. She stepped closer to his body and leaned forward until her lips brushed his ear.

“It’s okay, Mark. Bill doesn’t mind. I’m not sure how you feel about this though. Let’s just relax and enjoy the dance, okay?”
 
There was an intimacy of the way Cara moved, how close she pulled herself to him and the way her lips brushed his ear when she spoke. None of it spoke of a friendly wife just trying to be nice and help out a guy who'd found himself in the position that Mark had. Her words further confirmed the suspicion that had been forming throughout the day. The sunscreen, the offered glimpses of her breasts as she lifted from the lounge, the hand on his thigh that lingered far longer than it needed to. What he wasn't sure how to answer was the second part. How did he feel about this?

Without a doubt it was the first time he'd been confronted with something like this so he had no idea what it was they really had in mind. Was Bill willing to allow him to be with her for the night? Would there be expectations that he was there? He'd of course seen portrayals of cuckholds who enjoyed watching their wives with other men. Was this what that was? Had he been home, his decision likely would have been far more difficult but here on a cruise it seemed far simpler. When the boat docked these weren't people he'd ever see again and no one else on the cruise knew him. In the end Mark decided to surrender himself to whatever it was the evening had in store for him.

"Well, if you say he doesn't mind." he said softly as h pulled Cara closer and his hand glided down her back to come to rest on the subtle contour of the top of her ass. Leaning closer still Mark pressed his lips to Cara's neck just below her ear and kissed her tenderly.

From he vantage at the bar Bill watched as things quickly began to unfold. He had no idea what it was Cara had said to set the man's mind at ease but whatever it was it seemed to work. Seeing his body pressed to hers and his lips against her neck caused his pulse to quicken and a grin to stretch across his lips. "That's my girl." he whispered as he continued to watch.
 
Mark took the hint. Cara wasn’t sure he would, but then she felt his lips just below her ear and the his lips felt divine. Her mind charged ahead and wondered how those lips would feel on her breasts or even her inner thighs. How would they feel on her clit or even his tongue? She moved closer to him, her hand brushing down his spine to rest just above the waistband of his pants. It settled there for a moment or two before her palm slid downward, her fingers grasping his ass cheek with a little squeeze.

Cara’s head tilted slightly of its own volition, giving Mark full access to her neck and all its vulnerable places. Her hips moved against his, grinding against him lightly as she continued to move to the rhythm of the music flooding the dance floor.
 
In the moment it felt like it was just the two of them on the dance floor. Cara's body pressed to his and the sweet taste of her soft skin made Mark forget all about the other people surrounding them and her husband who was looking on.

Mark's lips explored the delicately subtle contours of Cara's neck as his hand slipped down her back then pulled her hips more tightly to his. It seemed obvious where the night was going for them and the only question left in his mind was what that meant for her husband Bill. Out of the corner of his eye Mark glanced over in Bill's direction and noted his full attention on them. When he looked he'd hoped to see his attention turned to perhaps another woman at the bar but that didn't seem to be the case.

Mark's lips worked their way back to Cara's ear and his lips closed around her earlobe to give it a gentle tug. "It seems Bill likes what he sees. Are you expecting him to do more than just watch?" he asked in a breathy whisper, hoping for some insight into what the two had in mind.
 
His lips on her neck was tantalizing. Cara stifled the small moan bubbling toward the surface of her lips. Her hands slid down to Mark’s sides then around his back. She could feel her pussy start to pulse in need. Mark’s whisper in her ear made her turn her head in her husband’s direction as she gave him a grin before her eyes sough out Mark’s. Her lips found the shell of his ear as Mark drew her hips tighter against his.

“Well…” she paused about three seconds…”that depends on you.”
 
Mark wasn't sure if it was her words or just feeling her lips brush against his ear and her warm breath against it. Regardless of what it was, a shiver ran down his spine as her mind chewed through her response.

If he wasn't going to be there at all he assumed she would have offered that information since it simplified things immensely. That seemed to leave only two options and both of them put her husband in the room with them where ever this was leading them. Of those two options he could only imagine having him there watching would be far to unnerving for him to relax and he'd feel like some kind entertainment for the man. That wasn't something that he could see himself go through with. Settling on that it seemed like his only choice was to pass up such a tempting offer or share her with her husband and that decision didn't take long.

"Maybe the three of us should find somewhere more comfortable then." Mark whispered into Cara's ear before letting his hand slide to hers and he began to lead her off the dance floor.

When they made it to Bill at the bar Mark gave him a knowing smile. "I brought a few nice bottle of wine on board with me. Would you two be interested in going up to my room and giving one a try?" he said, directing the question at Bill but looking back at Cara, more interested in her response.

"I do love a good wine..... Cara?" Bill asked, shocked at how quickly and easily Cara seemed to have worked him.
 
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