Ten Day Cruise Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Ten Day Cruise Ch. 01

... look sexy. At least, I thought so. Glen came out of the head with a towel around his waist. His low wolf whistle confirmed how I felt I looked.

"You look great, Meg. If you weren't my sister, I would ask you out."

"You can pretend I'm not your sister and take me to dinner tonight."

Glen smiled and nodded. He grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on before removing his towel. I had never seen my brother in anything except white briefs. He looked much older in the boxer shorts.

"Dad told me I should try them," Glen said as he tugged at his boxers.

"You look sexy in them, Glen," I said.

I went to the head to fix my hair and put on my makeup. I usually didn't wear makeup, but I decided to put on eyeshadow and mascara. After I did, I put on pink lipgloss.

Mom and Dad came to our room at six forty-five. We all complimented each other on how we were dressed. On the way to the dining room, Mom asked me about the stockings. I told her I loved them.

We sat at a large round table with Jenny, Brad, and their parents. I listened to our parents talking and realized they had become friends. Glen kept looking at me and smiling. Jenny and Brad did the same thing. I wondered if their parents knew they were messing around with each other.

Dinner came in several courses. The captain stopped by our table to see how we were doing. Dad told him we were having a great time on the ship. I smiled because my dad was right. I was having the time of my life.

Our parents had ...

... wine with the main course. All of us kids were shocked when the server poured wine for us. Jenny's dad said something about being in international waters and the drinking age was different at sea.

After dinner, a live band came out and began playing. I guess it was more like a small orchestra. They played slow music I hadn't heard before. We ate dessert and drank another glass of wine. Jenny's dad made a toast about having a good time with good friends. We all clicked our glasses together and sipped the wine.

Dad asked Mom to dance. When they got up, so did Jenny's parents. Glen took my hand and pulled me to my feet. He put his arm around my waist and guided me to the dance floor.

I felt myself glowing as my brother led me around the dance floor. My shoes made dancing a little hard, but I got used to them after a few minutes. Jenny and Brad also danced, moving close to Glen and me. When the song ended, Jenny and I switched brothers. I danced with Brad but felt pangs of jealousy when I watched Jenny and Glen.

Dad asked me to dance to the next song. Glen danced with Mom. My dad was a great dancer and moved me smoothly to the music. He held me in a classic stance with one hand on my back and the other holding my hand at shoulder height.

"Are you and your brother having fun yet?" Dad said as he turned me.

"Yes, we're having fun, Dad. I'm sorry for acting like a spoiled brat."

Dad chuckled. "I can't say I blame you, pumpkin. Your mom and I didn't handle this ...