The Cuckold And The Deep Blue Sea (Eroticulture) by Parker Pascal

Author:Parker Pascal [Pascal, Parker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The Day Of

I slept fitfully, my night full of dreams that began fading as soon as I opened my eyes. The only one I could remember later was fuzzy. There were details, but my mind wouldn’t let me approach them directly. I could only see around the edges, nothing at the center.

Tab wanted to go back to the pool. She donned one of her more modest swimsuits and before I dressed insisted on rubbing me down with sunblock, even though I assured her my intention was to stay out of the sun today. I felt childlike as she worked the lotion into my arms, legs, and face, and I shivered at a murky memory of having childlike anatomy in a dream.

It was only a dream, I told myself, pulling on a pair of khaki shorts and a polo shirt. Just a reflection of my subconscious fears. I can get through this without fear.

We got to the poolside early enough to land good chairs by the pool. The music was loud — apparently the staff had decided it was eighties hair band day. Tab adjusted the umbrella so that I was completely sheltered, at least at first. Maintaining shade proved frustrating, requiring constant readjustment as the sun moved across the sky and our ship moved below it. I decided to walk to the bar.

It was another beautiful day at sea. Like all the other days.

Except this one was different.

I went to the bar and had my first drink around ten. I didn’t want to drink too much. I wanted to stay lucid. I hung around the bar, trying to stay out of the sun, but the time was creeping at a miserable pace. Then I became worried that Dean might come looking for me out at the pool and wouldn’t find me.

I needn’t have worried. Dean came strolling into the bar at a quarter past eleven. He walked straight to my table and, rather than sit across from me, pulled a chair around next to me and sat close.

“My man, I’ll have you know I was the second-biggest winner at the Texas hold-em table last night,” he said. He examined my face. “You’re burned.”

“I know.”

“Hurt?”

“A little. Not as bad as last night. I’m keeping out of the sun for a couple of days.”

“Shame. We’ll be docking at Grand Cayman overnight and most of tomorrow. You don’t want to miss the sights.”

“I’ll buy a hat,” I said. The thought of any prospective events taking place after what was being contemplated for this night made me queasy. Before I could even consider the future, I had to get through the present. “So, what’s up for tonight?” I blurted.

“Tonight. Tonight, tonight.” Dean waved at a server on the other side of the room. “Tonight, we are going to relax, watch the eclipse, have a few drinks, and let nature take its course. You want another?” He pointed at the empty glass in front of me.

“It’s better I don’t. So, you think Seth will … pursue —”

“Do I think Seth will be able to get your wife in bed? No doubt.

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