Chapter 1

Janice White followed her long time friend onto the airplane and to their assigned seats. She and Pam stowed their carryon bags in the overhead compartments and settled in for the two hour flight. Janice had two separate emotions about going on this Caribbean cruise. On one hand she was excited because this was the first time in the twenty years since she started her accounting firm that she felt comfortable enough to take a two week vacation. On the other hand she was apprehensive because in the twenty years since she started her accounting firm this was the first time she took a two week vacation. She knew her employees were good people and things would go fine, but it was still hard to leave it behind.

"Oh well," she sighed to herself, "I'm here to have fun and I will have fun even if it kills me."

"Excited?" Pam asked as she reached over and patted Janice's hand.

"Yes, yes I am." Janice replied.

Pam Holt was a year younger then Janice at fifty-three and had been one of her first clients. Over the years they developed not only a good business relationship but they had become friends as well. Pam's husband had died suddenly of a heart attack about the same time that Janice's husband walked out on her for a younger woman. This served to bring them closer together.

Pam owned a travel agency and had been asking Janice to join her on this cruise for months. Janice always found excuses not to go until Pam bought two tickets, handed one to Janice, telling that she had no choice in the matter any longer. At first Janice balked but in the end took the ticket.

"We are going to have so much fun!" Pam said almost laughing.

"I sure hope so." Janice replied smiling. "It's hard to leave the office behind."

"We agreed that there was to be no talk of business for the entire time we are gone." Pam chided, still with merriment in her voice.

"Pam?" Janice asked, "How long have we known each other?"

"Twenty years, at least. Why?"

"We know each other well, don't you think?" Janice asked.

"I think so." Pam was wondering where this was going.

"But how much do we really know of each other. I mean the things that make us who we are?"

"What are you talking about?" Pam was now confused.

"Its just that ... oh never mind."

Pam looked sideways at her friend and decided that she was nervous and she would soon relax and enjoy herself.

Two hours later, they landed and checked into their motel room, since the cruise did not leave until the next morning. They freshened up and decided they needed something to eat so Pam called the front desk and got directions to a trendy café within walking distance and were soon enjoying the sun on a patio as they waited for the meal.

"Pam? Do you find it difficult sometimes now that John is gone to, uh, find ... pleasure?"

"So that's what been bothering you?" Pam smiled at her friend.

"Just answer the question." Janice said with a smile on her face.

Pam smiled back and put her drink down. She was about to speak when their waiter brought their food, asked if there wasn't anything else before leaving as quickly as he came.

"Look, if you meet a man on the boat that you want to spend some 'alone time' with, just let me know."

"Thanks but that's not what I asked." Janice said looking her friend in the eye as she took a bite of her sandwich.

Pam took a deep breath, straightened her back and then leaned towards Janice. "I have ways to get pleasure. Don't worry about me."

"Have you been with someone since John died?"

"You want to know what? I think you are horny." Pam teased and then looked around. "Him, how does he look to you?" Pam pointed out a handsome man in his twenties.

"Pam! He's too young and..."

"And what? Not your type? Ok ... then how about ... her?" Pam chuckled as she pointed out a very attractive lady walking down the street that was probably mid-thirties. When Janice was slow to respond Pam pounced. "Ohhhhhh, so you like ladies?"

"Uh, no, no I don't." Janice said but even to herself she did not sound convincing.

Pam let the moment slipped and took a bite of her sandwich before replying. "Its okay with me, you know."

Janice looked at her friend and saw something in her eye that she had never seen before. She grinned slightly before biting into her sandwich.

They finished their meal, paid their ticket and walked back to the motel. Pam opened the door to their room and allowed Janice to enter first. She watched her walk gracefully to the bed and sit on the edge of it. Pam stayed by the door and waited a moment before speaking.

"Was I right?"

"Right about what?" Janice said, knowing what her friend was referring to.

Pam took two steps toward Janice, "Was I right about you liking ladies?"

Janice looked at her friend's face and saw a mixture of emotions. She saw acceptance, curiosity and even lust. "I like ... different things."

"Oh? Like what?" Pam said taking another step towards Janice.

Janice could not believe how this day was going. When she decided to come on this cruise with her friend she had no intention of seducing her or letting Pam seduce her. Now she wasn't sure who was seducing whom but it was obvious that there was a sexual connection.

"What I really like," Janice said softly, "is to watch."

"Watch?" Pam voice betrayed the shock she felt. "You mean like, voyeurism watching?"

"It gets me excited before I ... get involved." Janice explained.

A slow smile of understanding came across Pam's face. "Soooooo," she said as she rubbed her tummy, "if I was to play with myself, what would you do?"

Janice did not respond. She just looked at her friend's face before letting her eyes roam over her body for the millionth time. She watched as Pam walked to the second bed and lay in the middle of it, still fully clothed.

"I bet you want me to get naked, don't you?" She said, noticing Janice had lain down on her bed and turn on her side facing her.

Janice simply nodded.

"You want to watch me finger my pussy?"

Janice sighed and nodded again.

"I will on one condition." Pam said surprising her friend.

"Wwwhat is that?' Janice asked in shaky voice.

"Tell me about the first time you watched someone."

Janice was shocked by the request. She was silent for a long time but finally started telling Pam her story.

Janice was twelve; she had spent the night at a friend's house but came home earlier than her parents expected her to. Being the polite daughter, she opened her parent's bedroom door to tell them she was home but what she saw shocked her. Her father was on top of her mother and his hard penis was sliding in and out of her mother's vagina. There were loud moans of deep passion coming from both of them. Janice knew that she should close the door and leave but was frozen in place. She did manage to close the door enough so that if they looked that way, she could simply walk away. Her mother's legs were spread wide and in the air and her father had his hands on either side of her mother and had raised his body off of hers. Janice watched her mother's breasts as they swayed with each thrust of her father's hips.

"Yes, Steve, fuck me. Fuck me just like that, baby," she could still hear her mother say. "Harder baby, fuck me harder."

Janice stood silently and could not tear her eyes from the sight of two people making love. It didn't matter that the two people were her parents. All that mattered was that she was seeing it done.

"Yessssssssss!" her mother had screamed when her father gave a strong thrust, this time not pulling back.

Janice still could not move as her father finally rolled off her mother and lay beside her. She could see her mother's hairy pussy plainly now. The pubic hair was matted down and the lips were still open. Janice's young eyes were amazed when she realized that the white stuff leaking from her mother was her father's cum.

Movement caught her eye and she saw her mother staring at her. A moment later her mother gave her a wink and rolled to her side to give her husband a kiss. The spell holding Janice in place was broken and she closed the door and ran to the safety of her bedroom, where she stayed for the whole morning.

She got hungry around noon and was thinking of sneaking into the kitchen to get something to eat when she heard a knock on her door.

"May I come in?" her mother asked and without waiting for a response entered the room and closed the door behind her. "We didn't expect you home so early."

"Sorry, Mom," Janice gushed. "I didn't mean to spy on you."

"It's okay," her mother said, "did you enjoy watching?"

Janice met her mother's glaze for a second and then looked to the floor in embarrassment. She just nodded her head in acknowledgement.

"Daddy doesn't know. If you are quiet, and don't say anything, I'll let you know the next time we do it."

Two days later, Janice walked in her house and was met by her mother. "Honey, if you want, instead of going to your room at bedtime tonight, hide in my closest."

Janice looked at her mother with her mouth hanging open. She enjoyed watching them make love together very much and when her mother said it was okay to watch, she wasn't sure if she believed her. She was shocked that her mother was inviting her to watch from their closet.

"Won't Daddy catch me in there?" she asked finally.

"Don't worry about your father. When it comes to sex, he doesn't notice anything else." Her mother laughed.

Janice went to her bedroom and finished her homework in time to join her mother in the kitchen as her father pulled into the driveway. They set the table together and then put the food in the middle of it while Steve washed his hands.

"Sure smells good!" he said drying them on the kitchen towel before sitting at the head of the table.

Janice had a hard time keeping her eyes off him. For the past two days, all she could think about was the sight of him naked and on top of her mother. Now, what was going through her mind was not only seeing him naked again but this time from the beginning.

They talked about their day and laughed at a few jokes before all three of them cleared the dirty dishes and put them in the dishwasher. They went to the living room and Steve picked up a book he was reading, Margaret picked up a magazine and Janice sat at a small table to try and finish the puzzle she had been working on for three days.

Janice was so engrossed in finding pieces of the puzzle that she did not hear her mother the first time. "Janice!" came the second call.

"Oh, ah, sorry I didn't hear you," she replied.

"It's bedtime, dear." Her mother said with a knowing look.

Janice returned the look and gave her mother a wiry smile then walked over and kissed her goodnight on the cheek. She walked to where her father was sitting and hugged him goodnight and kissed his cheek as well.

As she walked up the steps nerves started playing with her mind. "Did mom really say to hide in her closet?" She thought to herself. "Yes, I know she did." Looking over her shoulder to make sure they weren't watching, she slipped into her parent's bedroom and hid in the dark closet, keeping the door ajar slightly so she had a full view of the bed.