Page 9 of Sailor's Delight

“Two?” Trey laughed. “Oh, man. I remember when our son was two. What a little terror he was!”

Ricardo smiled, but didn’t say anything.

Trey played his last card. “Ricardo, if you help me, I’ll give you a thousand dollars.”

Ricardo looked up, his mouth hanging open.

Trey nodded. “If you help me find a secluded place, no cameras, no people around, a big open space where Ms. Jenn and I can be alone, I’ll pay you a thousand dollars. Think of what your family could do with a thousand dollars.”

Ricardo stared at him, his eyes narrowed again. “What you have planned, Mr. Trey?”

Trey shook his head. “I can’t tell you that, Ricardo. It’s private. You’ll just have to trust me. I promise you, no one will be hurt.”

Ricardo was shaking his head. “No. I don’t know you. This is not normal thing. Leave, please.” He waved Trey off.

Trey panicked. “Look Ricardo, I’m sorry. I know it sounds strange. I’m just trying to do something nice for my wife, okay? You have to promise me that you won’t say anything to her, please? Not even that I told you we’re married. Has she told you her rule?”

Ricardo nodded gently. “No talking about her life outside cruise.”

Trey nodded solemnly. “Right. Promise me you won’t say anything to her?”

Ricardo made a face. He looked between Jenn’s door and Trey’s face, obviously undecided.

Finally, he threw up his hands and stepped out of the supply closet, pulling it closed behind him. “I don’t want in the middle of this. You keep me out.” Grumbling in a language Trey didn’t recognize, Ricardo walked away, pushing the cart full of textiles and glancing angrily back every so often.

Trey sighed. That had not gone well.

His phone buzzed in his pocket.

He pulled it out and checked the message from Jenn:

I’m up.

Trey glanced across the hall in panic. Shit. How long had she been up? Had she heard him and Ricardo?

Cursing his stupidity, he made his way upward toward the buffet, his stomach twisting in knots.

“You promise?” Jenn pressed.

“Yeah, it’s fine. Honest, I don’t mind.” Trey smiled warmly. “You’re worth the wait.”

“Aww!” Jenn simpered. “You’re so schmaltzy.”

Trey laughed, a full-bellied, genuine, booming sound. Jenn smiled.

“That… is very true.”

Jenn turned her attention to the two plates of food, picking up a fork in eager anticipation. She pushed through to the bottom of the plate with the hot items and gasped. “Are those hash browns? Oh, god bless you, Trey.”

Trey smiled as he watched her dig in. She pretended to ignore him, but really he was the focus of every cell in her body. Especially after her good night’s sleep, her long, luxurious shower, and the two-days-in-a-row of freshly shaved legs, she was positively brimming with pent up sexual appetite. It had beenwaytoo long since her last session between the sheets witha partner other than her vibrator, and she found herself growing extremely impatient.

If Trey had been willing, Jenn was pretty sure she would have taken him right then and there. Well, probably not. But the idea certainly made her smile.

“What’s so funny?” Trey asked.

Jenn, her mouth full, only smiled and shook her head.

“Fine. Keep your secrets.” He paused.

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