Sighing with relief, I studied the last obstacle to the ship, a narrow swaying gangway.The squall had rushed on leaving me hopelessly saturated. My un...derwear was soaking and my cold wet nipples rubbed sensitively against my bra as I picked my way towards the gangway. The ship was tugging and fretting as it fought with its moorings and the gangway was swaying each time the moorings became tight. Even in the shelter of the harbour the waves caused the ship to surge and sheer along the little. She still had a vague awareness of her body, she could still feel her nakedness; she could still the feel the snake, wrapped around her, wringing her life out of her; she was still unable to breath; and she was still deeply, intensely, overwhelmingly aroused. In much the same way that the snake robbed her of her ability to draw in air, the cascade of sexual energy pouring over her robbed her of her ability to think clearly.But she didn't need to think, anyway; she could simply revel in this. She was absolutely stunning, petite with long blonde hair and a cheerful open disposition. My cock thought so too as I felt it stir."Hello Keith," she greeted me, "as its your first visit, let me show you where you go in future. This reception area is really for our female clients and wedon't let the males in this way."She took me through a door and led me around a corridor to the back of the building where she showed me an altogether lower standard entrance hall withsimple waiting room. Within a couple of minutes she was fast asleep, snoring and probably dreaming of Monique. I thought about what we had done and what she was about to do. Deep inside me I knew something like this could be the end of our marriage, then again it could be the start of something even more amazing. Time would tell.Day three and the rest of the week was full of touring, drinking wine, fine food and Amanda flirting with Monique. They kept it very discreet to avoid any problems with Monique's status on.