Did this mean she wanted to get playful with Whitney? I had to know before he returned so I asked. She raised her eyes and smiled again giving me the ...answer I needed. Now, I was going to have to see how Whitney felt.I need to rewind for a bit in my story to tell a key part... Back at home, me and my wife were having sex a couple of days after Anthony had spent the night. That was the night she and Anthony did a lot more than they had ever done before during one of our little three-way sessions.. I imagine that she could tell from the lump under her butt that I was enjoying it just as much as she was.I was done with the foreplay. I set her on her feet and stood up. I gently but urgently pushed her ahead of me. I stopped on the way through the house to pick up the blindfold and then I guided her up the stairs.Watching her beautiful ass climb those stairs was almost more than I could take. I gently moved my hand over her ass as we climbed. Near the top of the stairs, I reached between her. Everything is fine.’ She was conscious of the gazes from the other women, though she put on no airs. She was just a little happy to see Hans-Joachim again. ‘Where do we stop next and how long until we get to New York?’ He chuckled, ‘If you wanted to go there directly, you are on the wrong ship. On this run, we stop at every little rock in the sea, or at least every other rock all the way to Nassau. After that, we sail direct to New York. It ought to take only twelve days or so – as long as a. "How do I explain this to CeCe?"I don't think he knew he'd already decided to wear it.I just sat there, shaking from laughter. I couldn't answer him. I almost wished we'd gone to a bar for lunch instead of the trendy restaurant we were in. That way I could have let it out. As it was, I nearly hurt myself keeping relatively quiet so the management would let us back in next time we wanted to eat there. I did get several glares from the head waiter and one offer for the Heimlich Maneuver from a.