Straight Male / 53
First Cruise
We went on a cruise, and I hated it. Too much structure for a holiday, get off the ship but need to be back at this time. Dinner is served at these restaurants, dress codes and then the formal nights. Not for me, thanks.
On one of the formal nights, I was forced to wear black tie, and I hated it. You are given the option of going to one of the informal restaurants, which is what I wanted to do! However, my wife didn’t have any of it. At the end of the meal, we ended up having a row, and it was a bad one. I stormed off to find a bar and cool down.
I’d had a couple of drinks, and managed to avoid the wife who was looking for me when I got chatting to a lovely lady. She was in her late 50s and a great-looking, sexy lady. I told her the truth about being married and having a row; I expected the ‘I’m married’ part to be the end of our flirting. However, I was gobsmacked when she suggested we go and hide in her suite! I didn’t know ships came with suits??
Sheila had some serious money; her suite was a good three or four times the size of our double cabin. It even had a fully stocked bar!! I got pissed. She asked me if I’d like to fuck her; yes, she asked me. I’d never been unfaithful, but I thought, what the heck, my bitch of a wife couldn’t care about my enjoyment of the holiday. I had the most magical couple of hours fucking and being fucked be this fantastic lady I’d met a few hours before.
I felt a little guilty when I got back to our cabin. My wife wanted to make up sex, so I fucked her too. Since the holiday, I have kept in contact with Sheila, and the one-night stand has ended up being an affair, which I love. She lives 50 miles away; however, I travel for work, and it's facilitated some of the best sex I’ve ever had.
On one of the formal nights, I was forced to wear black tie, and I hated it. You are given the option of going to one of the informal restaurants, which is what I wanted to do! However, my wife didn’t have any of it. At the end of the meal, we ended up having a row, and it was a bad one. I stormed off to find a bar and cool down.
I’d had a couple of drinks, and managed to avoid the wife who was looking for me when I got chatting to a lovely lady. She was in her late 50s and a great-looking, sexy lady. I told her the truth about being married and having a row; I expected the ‘I’m married’ part to be the end of our flirting. However, I was gobsmacked when she suggested we go and hide in her suite! I didn’t know ships came with suits??
Sheila had some serious money; her suite was a good three or four times the size of our double cabin. It even had a fully stocked bar!! I got pissed. She asked me if I’d like to fuck her; yes, she asked me. I’d never been unfaithful, but I thought, what the heck, my bitch of a wife couldn’t care about my enjoyment of the holiday. I had the most magical couple of hours fucking and being fucked be this fantastic lady I’d met a few hours before.
I felt a little guilty when I got back to our cabin. My wife wanted to make up sex, so I fucked her too. Since the holiday, I have kept in contact with Sheila, and the one-night stand has ended up being an affair, which I love. She lives 50 miles away; however, I travel for work, and it's facilitated some of the best sex I’ve ever had.
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