Chapter 14

I was flown to Miami to join the crew of the cruise ship "Island Mistress". I spent three weeks filling out forms, getting my uniform and day clothing and getting to grips with the ship and its operation. I was part of the Entertainment unit and my cabin mate was a Jamican by the name of Derek but because his position was Deputy Director of Entertainment everyone called him "Triple D' He was responsible for the pool areas and and deck activities. Above him was Julia who, as Director of Entertainment, handled the nightly shows and all internal activities for the passengers. I was given an area near one of the pools as well as an inside area to hold exercise classes in the event of bad weather but hopefully all my time would be above decks.

Our cruise would be 5 days to the Bahamas including a stopover in Nassau. My main job was to run light exercise programs for the passengers to make them feel good. I was also assigned a position as greeter to meet the passengers as they boarded and to direct them to the correct deck to find their cabins. On top of that I was also to be available to lead tourists groups ashore on day trips to the various islands on our cruise.

Sailing day finally arrived and last night we had been given our assignments and pairings for todays boardings. Sharing duties with me would be Julia and an English lass named Zoe. She was 5'2" and 100lbs of pure adrenalin, she talked till midnight about what she was planning for the passengers and picked up the conversation again at breakfast. She had short blonde hair, 36C tits and a firm backside. Zoe also told me she had 15 different swimsuits, one piece and bikinis, for just a 5 day cruise. Zoe was part of pool detail which entailed any activities in the pool as well as general pool safety.

Julia was a 6' tall Italian. Her olive skin and dark hair made her the complete opposite of Zoe. She wore her hair pulled back in a tight pony tail which set off her long graceful neck. Her long legs carried her curvacious body in a sensual swaying motion. This I observed at close quarters as I followed both women up several flights of stairs. Julia was wearing a straight white skirt and blouse topped with a navy blazer. Zoe had white slacks and a navy polo shirt. I could make out their panty lines and Julia's briefs were high cut and I could see where the elastic supported her arse cheeks. Zoe wore a thong and I saw the little triangle of material peek above her waistband as she bent to pick up a bundle of pamphlets.

For most of the morning we gretted passengers, handed out pamphlets and gave out general ship infomation. Once Julia dropped her pen and as I bent to get it for her she half turned and my head came up square in her crotch. Zoe made a comment and we all laughed but Julia gave me a suggestive look. Zoe continued to tease me as we worked until finally our time was up and Derek arrived with the next pairing to take over. Julia gave us instructions to get changed, get something to eat and to be on station in 30 minutes.

I changed into a pair of navy shorts and a white t-shirt and Zoe looked hot in a yellow and black one piece swimsuit. Alternating V's pointed and led the eye to her crotch. The material pulled up tightly into her pussy lips. She wrapped a piece of sheer black material around her waist to hide it from the public. Several people wandered by and made enquiries about the exercise program. One couple, Teri and Paul, stayed and talked awhile about additional exercise workouts and I told them I would run three groups a day on the deck as well as one group in the ships gym. I also told them we have a room available for indoor work, mostly flexibility and stretching. I noticed that Teri, who looked about 40, was asking most of the questions while her husband Paul, who looked older, seemed to have his eye on Zoe.

The afternoon became dusk as the time finally arrived for the ship to sail and most of the passengers and the newer crew made their way to the rails to watch the harbour fade into the sunset behind us as we headed out into the Caribbean. I went to the crew lounge and checked to see if I had any messages. I was dining with the captains group at 8:00 PM so I had maybe 60 to 90 minutes to kill. There was a message for me but all it said was a room number and a time. A quick look at the ships clock and I calculated I had 5 minutes to make this rendezvous.

From the room number I knew it was on the same deck as my cabin but on the opposite side of the ship. Reaching the cabin I saw another message taped to the door, "Invited guests only - Enter", so being an invited guest I entered. The cabin was identical to mine, wardrobe behind the door, bathroom to the right, one small room with two single beds. Again on the floor was a piece of A4 paper with "Stand Here" written on it. I could see no-one and not knowing who the invite was from just voiced a firm hello.