Chapter 2 - Cuckold Cruise

Upon arrival, I opened the door for them, then retrieved the baggage. He’d booked a suite, so we went directly to the VIP counter where I presented the paperwork for all of us as my wife and Jamal sat very close together, touching and sipping champagne. The check-in person could obviously see we were man and wife by our passports but didn’t bat an eye as she processed us in. “Here are your cabin keys,” she said. “This one is for you, and these two are for…your wife and…um…her friend.” giving me a knowing glance. I could only guess she’d seen other couples with our unique relationship. I blushed and took the cabin cards over to them. They walked ahead, holding hands, with me trailing a few feet behind. Within minutes of entering our cabin, my wife and Jamal were naked and having sex on the bed as I unpacked their things. By the time I finished hanging up my wife’s dresses, folding their underwear, arranging their shoes, and putting away everything else, they had finished the first of many couplings they would have on board. I dutifully crawled on the bed and cleaned them both thoroughly. They were both impressed that I was able to fit his deflated cock in my mouth and even into my throat. I’d been practicing every day for a week on a large Black dildo my wife purchased to prepare me for serving Jamal’s massive 10-inch cock. When I’d finished cleaning his copious semen from his cock and her completely full pussy, I made them drinks from the minibar and stood quietly in the corner as they snuggled. His large black body contrasting so perfectly with my wife’s pale naked skin and perfect breasts. Soon, there was a knock on the door. It was our cabin attendant introducing himself. He stepped inside and could see my wife and Jamal naked on the bed. “Excuse me Sir,” he said, apologizing profusely. “It’s OK, I said. I…I’m not…” My wife called from the bed, “He’s not Sir. This is Sir,” she said, running her hand over Jamal’s chest. “You can call that one “Sissy”. I was mortified but looked at the floor nodding in agreement and blushing deeply. “Yes Ma’am,” our attendant said, smiling to himself. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Ma’am, Sir, and…,” looking directly in my eyes, “Sissy”... Enjoy your cruise.”