vacation trouble

vacation trouble

Man goes on vacation with his wife. They end up having a huge fight and break up. She was pissed off about something he couldn't control, but she wouldn't quit blaming him for it. One of the cruise workers is nervous about their job. They had just been disciplined and told that customer service on this cruise line is the top priority. She was on her last chance. The cute little Japanese (22 years old, fresh out of college, b cups that were so perky they almost looked like c cups and a killer ass) was in america on a work visa. She would shame her family if she got sent home cause she couldn't keep this job. She sees the husband at one of the ships bars and remembers him mentioning earlier that he doesn't drink... but he's getting a drink now, and a hard one. She motions to the seat next to him, asking if it's taken. He shakes his head, so she sits, asking if he's OK. He responds on a haze, saying he didn't think she would leave after all these years. It didn't even seem like a big deal... she gently pried and he spilled everything, breaking down. She hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort him and he leaned in. She was unsure what to do, torn and confused about expectations. She was a good girl, naive and innocent, and he instructions had been vague. She was in a different culture too, having grown up in Japan, so she was unclear on what might be expected of her in that regard. He was clearly unhappy though, and she has an obligation to fix that, right? So she pulled him in to hug him, patting his back gently, comfortingly. She felt bad for him and genuinely wanted to help, and that mixed with the fear that if she didn't do everything he wanted to do, she would get in trouble. Truth be told, she was starting to feel a little weird too, her nipples were getting hard and rubbing against the lace of her bra as he pressed his face against her chest, not realizing what he was doing as he cried. She looked at the bartender and he made a gesture that he may have had too many, so she offered to help him to his room. She helped him to the edge of his bed, and gasped as he kissed her. She remembered she had to focus on customer satisfaction, so she kissed him back, naively believing this to be required by her job. She let him pull her close to him, molding her body to his as they kissed, heat beginning to bloom as she felt his hardness begin to press against her through their clothes. She didn't realize what she was feeling, but she knew if this feeling kept getting better, it wasn't just her job that make her do this... she jumped a his hand wandered down to grab her ass, pressing her more firmly into his hardness. She wondered if this was really required, but a part of her didn't want to stop even if it wasnt, and she couldn't exactly pause to ask her boss cause this guest would be left... unsatisfied... she instinctively put her hands on his chest. Maybe initially it was in a weak effort to push away, but by the time she was touching him he hands began tracing light patterns on his chest through his shirt, feeling his strength and getting even hotter. His kisses strayed to her cheek and neck and she began to melt, more in it for the sensation now than the customer service. She didn't even realize he had unbuttoned her shirt until his kisses trailed to the tops of her breasts, and by that time it didn't matter. He unfastened the front clasp on her bra, baring her perfect flesh, and worshipped it, mouth on one nipple while the thumb teased the other. He slowly maneuvered her legs against the side of the bed, and gently pushed her back, letting her fall lightly on the soft mattress as he continued to kiss down her now bare stomach, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them and he panties down as and is distracted by all the new and intense stimulation. He keeps trailing down until he gets to her pussy, now bare before him, but he skips over it to kiss and lick the sensitive insides of her thighs, causing her to whimper. Please, she whispers, though she doesn't even know what she begs for. A few more kisses and licks trailing up to her pussy and he dives in. One long lick from the back of her slit ending at her goes clit causes her to groan loudly. She had never felt like this, didn't know she could. He continued to lap at her pussy, driving her mad. It didn't take long, and he soon sensed her getting close to the edge, so he slipped 2 fingers into her pussy, curling them up to hit her g spot while he sucked her clit into his mouth. It was too much and she exploded. Her whimper not so much breaking off, but growing into a scream as her body shattered her mind