A Model Cruise - Day Two

Day Two

I awoke, still feeling relaxed from the day before, in our cabin bed. Anna was still asleep, so without disturbing her, I got up and made my way to the bathroom for a quick shower. My fiancée looked peaceful, her honey-brown hair in a braid down her back. She wore a black camisole top and a matching thong, her pajama pants long forgotten, though I couldn't see past her waist where the thin bedsheet covered her. I admired her for a moment before closing the bathroom door behind me.

When I was done in the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and slipped into the still dark-ish room. Light was seeping in around the curtains. Quietly, I threw on a pair of shorts and slid open the balcony door, attempting to get outside where I could read on my phone while Anna enjoyed her beauty rest.

Alas, all my effort was rendered useless when the sea breeze blew through the open glass door and whipped the curtains open, light and salty air filling our small space. The curtains themselves were quite loud, flapping in the wind, and I shook my head. Anna's voice came from behind me, sounding amused and half-asleep.

"Trying to sneak out on me? I open up to you, give you the best sex I've ever had, and you flee in the morning - is that it?" she teased, her voice muffled since her cheek was still on the bed. I grinned and turned around.

"If I was attempting to flee a hookup by going out onto a balcony with only one way back in, what would that say about me?" I chuckled. Anna smiled and lifted her head.

"That you weren't very bright. Or that the sex was so good you felt your life had reached a pinnacle it would never measure up to again, and so you decided to just return to the sea," she said dramatically, and then chuckled.

"Every time feels like it'll never be topped, and yet, we always do," I said, returning to the bed and leaning down to kiss her.

"Mmm, we do, don't we?" she giggled.

"So, what's on the docket today? Work, play, or a little bit of both?"

"Both, for me anyway. For you, I guess it depends on whether you think getting a tandem blowjob on camera for OnlyFans is work," she smirked.

"I'm a very dedicated employee," I joked, and Anna laughed.

"Well, I figured we'd go get breakfast, meet up with Michaela, then come back here and shoot the scene? All the models are on this afternoon; we're hosting a pool party at the sports pool, so we just have to be done shooting before noon or so," Anna said, turning onto her back and stretching luxuriously on the bed. I didn't bother hiding my gaze, taking in her sexy beauty; she flashed me a smile and a wink and put her hand on the outline of my manhood over my shorts. "You're not too drained after yesterday, right?" she teased.

"Despite your best efforts, no, I think I'm good," I said. Anna moved over and made room for me to join her in the bed, so I did, sitting up with the pillows at my back. Anna returned her hand to my crotch, gently rubbing me while we lay together.

"Good. And you're alright with shooting scenes on this trip? I know it's supposed to be vacation, but there are so many girls to maybe collab with. I don't want to feel like we aren't on vacation together."

"I knew it was a work trip, and I've known this was coming, so yeah, I'm good. I solemnly accept my role of stunt cock as needed," I joked. Anna laughed. "It's really, really not a burden on me. I know it's hard to believe, but I'm pretty sure the ideal male vacation is sun, women in bikinis, good food, and sex. While I'd be happy if that was just with you, I'll be equally happy with our friends. As long as you're happy, I'm pretty sure I'll cope."

"So if we just wanted to have some fun, besides content, you're good, too? You know, Tay was getting kind of flirty last night. I think she wants some after the bus ride in St. Thomas," Anna said. Her hand pulled my waistband down, freeing my thickening shaft, and she wrapped her fingers around it and began to stroke it slowly.

"I'm just going to relax and go with the flow," I said. I'd come a long way since worrying that I'd somehow lose closeness with Anna in the shuffle of other partners -- we were strong together, and we'd only ever gotten closer from it. Anna squeezed a little harder but kept her lazy pace on my length.

"So, if the flow brings Daisy into our bed? Or Natalie and her perfect tits? What about Juanita and that nice big butt?" she teased while she stroked me. I groaned softly before speaking.

"Natalie is with Wren, Juanita is with Chris, and Daisy is still something with your sister," I reminded Anna.

"And yet your dick still jumped when you heard their names," Anna grinned mischievously. "We know Wren shares, and I'd like nothing more than for Juanita to experience a real man," she teased. Nobody liked Chris. "And maybe Daisy and Vanessa could join us..." Anna said. My cock throbbed again. "Oh, Charlie, are you fantasizing about fucking my sister?" she asked evilly, seemingly unbothered. I blanched, and she smirked at me.

"I, uh, she looks just like you," I said in my defense. Anna just smiled, switching back to the faux-innocent look that she loved so much.

"Oh, that makes sense; you were just picturing me. I thought maybe you were thinking about how hot it would be to have two sexy sisters in bed together. I mean, we do look like we could be twins," Anna said. Neither of us acknowledged the fact that I twitched in her hand again, though her teasing smile grew a bit. "Probably for the best not to get your hopes up," she teased, and let go of my shaft before tucking it back into my shorts. "Ready for breakfast?" she asked, as though nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

"Um, I guess?" I said, confused and still horny now.

"Cool, throw a shirt on. And don't worry, that was just the appetizer, Charlie. Have some eggs for a main course, and then Michaela and I will have dessert."

***

The sun was shining outside, reflecting off the gentle waves. Our ship was large enough that we didn't feel much motion. Anna, Michaela and I sat in the corner of the ship's casual dining space, eating food we'd selected from the extensive buffet. Or rather, I was eating -- the two models were grazing, at best. I sat across from Anna, who sat next to Michaela.

"I am so jealous of that omelet," Michaela said, watching me eat.

"They'll do them with egg whites," I suggested helpfully. Michaela hesitated.

"Can't, really. Just fruit today; I've got our shoot and then the party later, I can't risk bloating," she grumbled. Anna nodded.

"It's hard work being this hot," she added sagely, though her eyes twinkled. I smiled and took another bite full of eggs, cheese, peppers, and bacon.

"I need the protein for my muscles, you know. Eating this is just a sacrifice I make to stay hot," I countered.

"Uh-huh. And the pastry? Is that for the protein as well?" Anna asked, eyebrow raised skeptically.

"Um, vitamins?" I said. "Raspberries are high in... something, I imagine."

"Ha. They are, but that puree is just pure sugar you're eating. Better swim a few laps later, if you're trying to stay hot," Michaela responded, smirking.

"The part of me you're interested in doesn't need me to work out," I openly flirted back. Michaela grinned.

"True. That reminds me, do we have a plan for this scene? I'm so excited to finally shoot something with both of you," she gushed.

"It's just a blowjob; how much planning do we need?" Anna asked, although she wasn't being totally flippant. Fortunately, there were no kids on this cruise, and more importantly, the room was still mostly empty -- most of the passengers hadn't left their rooms yet. We didn't have to whisper too hard for this conversation.

"How many positions do you want to hit?" Michaela asked her.

"Positions? It's a blowjob; you just suck the dick," Anna laughed.

"Admirable dedication to the craft," Michaela teased. "Charlie, what's your favorite blowjob position?"

"Um, probably standing and looking down at Anna when she's on her knees? Also a fan of when she's on all fours on the bed and I'm standing at the edge so I can see her whole body while she does it," I said. Anna looked at me and giggled.

"I had no idea you had preferences," she grinned.

"I had no idea you weren't doing it on purpose," I said back.

"We get it, Anna's a natural; that kind of skill can't be taught, yadda yadda," Michaela replied with a laugh. "See, Anna? Gotta think about this stuff," she said.

"Do we? Or did Charlie just pick for us?" Anna asked.

"Pick what?" Vanessa said as she walked up with a tray, sliding into the seat next to me.

"Nothing," I said, at the same moment Michaela responded with 'positions for the blowjob video we're going to shoot after breakfast.' Given the difference in sentence lengths, I was forced to hear most of Michaela's casual response after I finished saying 'nothing,' which was clearly a lie, and I was forced to meet Anna's eyes while she grinned at my discomfort.

"What did you come up with?" Vanessa asked the table, a clear departure from her historical aversion to hearing these discussions.

"You want to be a part of this conversation?" her sister asked, surprised.

"Eh, not particularly, but I told you when you decided to go this route with your content that I'd be the best sister on earth and support it. This is me supporting it," Vanessa smirked. "So, what have you got?"

"Charlie just told us his favorites; we'll probably do those," Anna responded with a shrug.

"On all fours is one of my favorites too, especially for content. It lets me show off my moneymaker," Michaela said matter-of-factly, as though discussing normal plans for the day, like bird-watching or tennis.

"Oh, yeah, guys go crazy for that. If they're ever taking too long, you just wiggle it a bit, and they'll bust quickly," Vanessa said, with the air of one discussing a cooking tip they found on YouTube. "I ever tell you you're a lucky guy, Charlie?" she said, elbowing me gently while she picked at her cantaloupe.

"Once or twice," I replied.

"So, what's the story? You guys gonna be Charlie's stepsisters or something? There's probably a story in 'stepsiblings forced into proximity on a cruise ship,' I'd imagine. Or is he the attendant showing up to clean your room?" Vanessa asked. I glanced around, still perplexed by the way my breakfast was going, and made sure no one was around to listen in.

"Charlie shut me down when I pretended to do the stepsister thing a while back as a joke, so I don't know if that's on the table," Anna laughed. "I didn't think about a premise; I thought we'd just be blowing him."

"Your sister is blessed with good looks and raw sexual talent and thinks she doesn't have to put effort into her porn," Michaela explained facetiously to Vanessa.

"Please, one look at me naked and everyone will forget the premise anyway," Anna joked, pretending to preen. "But fine, we can come up with a plot. You want to be a laundry machine repairman, Charlie?"

"We're in a cruise ship stateroom," I responded, amused.

"And you're not fixing laundry machines; you're getting sucked off by your fiancée and her friend," she winked. "I kind of like the attendant thing, wanna do that?" I shrugged, amenable to just about anything my scene partners might want.

"Oooh, what if he walks in on us coming to fix up the room and we don't hear the door because we're having sex, and we invite him in?" Michaela asked.

"I like that one," Vanessa said. I looked at her incredulously. "What? I'm not participating, just consulting," she grinned. "We can work out my fee later," she added to Anna with a grin, who stuck her tongue out at her sister.

"Alright, I think we're all set, then?" Anna asked and moved to stand. Except for Vanessa, we'd all just about finished eating.

"What, you're leaving? I just got here!" Vanessa said. Anna sat back down.

"We can wait, sorry," she responded. "You don't have a problem waiting, right, Charlie?" she asked me with a teasing glint in her eye. "Take all the time you need, V," she added. Michaela caught on and grinned evilly in my direction. There was general silence for a long moment.

"Well, now I feel bad," Vanessa finally said. "Go, I'll read my book," she added, shaking her head and grinning as she gestured to the novel poking out of her purse. I stood up as fast as I could for comedic effect and accidentally knocked over my chair, which admittedly made the bit better. All three girls laughed while I bent down to pick it up, and Anna and Michaela stood with me.

"Later, V," said Anna. "Thanks for the help," she added, and Michaela and I also chimed in. V just waved us off and opened her book, shaking her head as we left.

***

"Action," came the text from Anna. Before I could even stop leaning on the hallway wall across from our room, another text popped in. "Love you, enjoy yourself," she texted. Then another. "Alright, for real now, action." I chuckled and started recording; Anna had mounted her action camera to the same recording rig we used yesterday.

I knocked on the door, knowing there would be no answer, careful to keep my hand in frame while knocking.

"Housekeeping," I said. Internally, I thought I sounded ridiculous, but I also remembered that the next part of the video was me getting blown by two gorgeous women, so my tolerance for making a fool of myself was pretty high. As planned, no response. I knocked again.

When no response came, I tapped my card on the lock and opened the door, knowing I was about to "catch" Anna and Michaela en flagrante, but unsure of what they'd actually be doing. When I made it past the bathroom and could finally see the bed, I was sure the viewers wouldn't be disappointed.

Anna was on top of Michaela's face, writhing with pleasure as Mick no doubt licked her exquisitely. She was facing away, towards the headboard, and I watched her ass flex to and fro for a moment on Michaela's chin before taking in Michaela, who was lying on her back, knees bent and spread wide enough to let the camera see her pink slit. I felt myself stirring already.

I started to quietly move backwards, as though trying to escape, then knocked a bottle of shampoo off the counter as planned. The camera jerked toward the source of the sound while I grinned, then pointed back at the two girls, who pretended to be startled and yelped as they scrambled to cover themselves under the blankets.

"What are you doing in here?" Anna asked, her voice high-pitched and breathless. Fairly decent acting.

I moved the camera to glance down at the washcloth I was holding to simulate a cleaning rag, then back up at them.

"Cleaning? What, so you just happened to walk in? You weren't watching us?" Michaela asked me. I shook my camera left to right.

"What's that in your pants, then?" Anna asked, letting an undercurrent of lust into her voice. I just froze as they both comically looked down, and then Anna leaned over to whisper in Michaela's ear. Mick giggled and then whispered something back, making Anna giggle.

"Can we see it?" Michaela asked. I hesitated, looking at the door with the camera and then back. Anna let the sheets she'd pulled up drop, her perfect breasts falling into view, jiggling ever-so-slightly as she moved.

"You've seen us. It's only fair," she said, a predatory grin on her face. Fuck, she was hot.

"Yeah, show us," Michaela said, also letting the sheets drop. I made sure I was up against the bed while they emerged from their protective linens and moved in front of me.

Anna reached me first and toyed with my button and zipper; I made sure not to miss it with the camera. Slowly, she worked my shorts down until my hardening cock sprang free and bobbed in front of me.

"Oh, wow, what a nice surprise," she smiled and looked at Michaela, who looked hungrily at it for a second and then back to her friend. Anna nodded, and then Michaela looked up at me.

"Would you like us to suck it?" she asked. I'm not sure there was a more perfect group of seven words in the English language, I thought to myself as I nodded the camera. Michaela bent down until she was on all fours on the bedspread and gently kissed the tip. Anna watched with lust and then joined her, kissing her way down the side of my shaft. I was treated to the perfect view; two sexy models on all fours, bending down and loving on my shaft, two perfect bubble butts in the air behind them as they teased me.

On her next pass, Anna opened her lips and drew me in, suckling gently while Michaela licked along my length. Both girls arched their backs deeply, enhancing the view and making sure their eyes could occasionally focus on the camera.

For my part, I just held the camera and appreciated the pulses of pleasure they were sending to me through their warm mouths. Anna released me after a long moment and was immediately replaced by Michaela. Whoever didn't have me in their mouth simply licked and sucked along my shaft and balls, wordlessly working me over. The sounds of their lips smacking and the soft, humming moans they made as they took care of me would sound great on video; I was sure of it.

My arm reached out, and I rubbed Anna's back briefly before switching camera hands and swapping to Michaela, palming the back of her head while she bobbed on my length. Both models continued to purr happily as they sucked on me. When they'd been at it for a minute or two, I could feel the beginnings of tension growing stronger in my loins. They were both amazing at this.

"Ohh," I groaned softly. That got a gentle smile from Anna; Michaela smiled with her eyes since she was otherwise indisposed.

"I love your cock," she said when she released me, her voice like silk. I was certain she was talking to me as much as the camera.

"Lucky us, we didn't hear you knocking," Anna said, and swallowed about half of my length in one bob. Michaela looked up at me and smiled.

"Do you like the view?" she asked, and wiggled her hips. I nodded the camera enthusiastically. She reached back and rubbed Anna's ass, then gave her a little slap and returned to her task in time to suck me past her lips when Anna came up for air. They alternated for another minute or so before Anna flipped onto her back and hung her head off the edge of the bed, which was entirely improvised. She winked up at me. Maybe she didn't need to plan scenes, I mused.

I followed her lead and fed my cock back into her mouth. Michaela palmed her breasts and gently shook them, then kneaded them for the camera. My cock twitched as it entered Anna's throat; she made a soft noise but otherwise took me deep without issue.

"Mmm, such a good girl," Michaela said, looking down at Anna. She looked up at me mischievously and then slid down Anna's body, returning her lips to Anna's pussy where they'd been before I'd so "rudely" interrupted.

I was a little surprised; after all, the original plan was a blowjob, but the scene was hot, and so I figured I'd just go with it. I slid back out of Anna's mouth to give her some breathing space; she gasped but attacked my cock, licking the tip as it bobbed in front of her mouth. She used her hands to push her tits together while she licked me and Michaela licked her.

When the strain in her neck was no doubt getting to her, Anna got back onto the bed and kissed Michaela before turning to me.

"Let's get on our knees. I want to make that dick cum," she teased. I groaned at her lewd request and moved back to give them space as they both clambered off the bed onto their knees in front of me.

When I watched this part of the video back later, I'd be impressed with the show Anna and Michaela were putting on for the camera. In the moment, I was starting to lose sight of the fact that this was a show; the way they assaulted every nerve ending in my cock with constant caresses, licks, and bobs was driving me too wild to think. My mind had been holding their relentless attempts to pleasure me at bay like a fortress under siege, and the walls had been breached.

Dimly, I felt Anna's mouth engulfing the head and her tongue swirling around it. Her eyes met mine, begging me to let go. Michaela was beside her, her hand stroking the base of my shaft while she bit her lip and looked up at me as though she was using her mind to will the dam to burst.

"Are you going to pop?" Michaela asked me, giggling like she already knew the answer.

"He's going to pop," Anna said with a devious grin as she pulled back. Michaela's lips replaced hers and encircled me, while Anna's hand replaced hers, stroking my length. There was more than enough saliva coating me for her to glide slickly along my shaft. "Don't you want to cum for us?" she asked me innocently. Fuck, she knew I loved her fake innocent act. A voice deep in my subconscious reminded me to nod the camera, so I did. Michaela took that as her cue to back off slightly, and while Anna jerked me aggressively, Michaela gently rubbed my balls.

"Mmm, give us that load," Michaela said in a sultry voice. "We deserve it, don't we?"

Anna nodded. "We've been such good girls for you; give us your cum, baby," she cooed. I felt myself tensing; Anna evidently noticed because she smiled a little wider, and a moment later I let go, groaning as the first pulse hit her chin and dripped onto her breasts. Dutifully, Anna aimed the second shot at Michaela, who'd stuck her tongue out and was rewarded with a pearly streak across it. I felt my legs weakening, but I held on as my body drained itself onto the two beautiful women in front of me.

While I recovered, Anna turned and kissed Michaela, who happily made out with my fiancée, my cum mingling with their saliva as their tongues dueled together. When they broke apart, Anna looked at me and the camera.

"Thanks for the excellent service," she said with a coy grin.

"You can skip the turndown today; we're not leaving our bed this evening," Michaela added, and waved her fingers at me. Anna joined her, and I took one last look at them before turning towards the door and taking a couple of steps. At the door, I stopped recording.

"How was the video?" Anna asked when I turned back.

"Truthfully, I have no idea. Hopefully great. Blowjob was insane," I said, and collapsed onto the bed. The two girls giggled; Anna got into bed next to me and took the camera. Michaela joined her on her other side, and they started playback. Anna lovingly rubbed my chest while she watched, and I just relaxed next to them, enjoying the slight rocking of the ship.

***

"Just like a man to fall asleep as soon as he nuts," Michaela was saying as I opened my eyes. "No aftercare, no cuddling, just gets his and passes out," she teased. Truthfully, I was tired and had probably been teetering on the edge of a nap.

"You were busy watching the video," I defended myself good-naturedly. Anna looked over at me seriously, her eyes wide with surprise.

"Charlie, that was yesterday," she said with full sincerity, as though surprised I didn't realize an entire day had passed. I smirked and reached out with my left hand for a pillow, which I then jokingly hit her in the shoulder with. She laughed.

"If you're trying to start a pillow fight with two naked girls, it sounds hot, and I'd normally be all for it, but we should probably take a quick shower," Anna said.

"Yeah, we've got to be at the pool soon for that party we're hosting," Michaela added. "I'm guessing they'd prefer we not have cum on our tits when we get there."

"How'd the video turn out? Did I get a good scene?"

"Honestly, great. Couldn't tell you weren't a pro yet," Michaela said. "Which is awesome, because I haven't put out any collab videos in a long time. Mostly just been me and my sex machine." I raised an eyebrow.

"You did great, Charlie. Our fans will love it," Anna said. "Your dick looked awesome on camera, too. Also, Michaela, sex machine?"

"You know, one of those motorized dildo rods? You should get one; my fans love when I use mine."

"I have Charlie living in my house," Anna giggled.

"Still, maybe he has to go out of town for a conference, or you want to get spitroasted. Never know," she shrugged, though her eyes danced with mirth. Anna cackled.

Michaela looked at me thoughtfully.

"Back to the video, Charlie, only note I have, and we didn't leave you much room for it in this scene, so it's not like it matters right now, but in the future you don't have to be a passive participant -- feel free to direct us around, you know more than we do what makes a hot-looking blowjob, and I know you know how to take charge," Michaela giggled. I nodded, filing the note away for next time. "Do you guys mind if I rinse off here so I don't have to do a cumwalk back to my own room?" she asked, obviously knowing the answer would be yes but being her usual teasing self.

"Mmm... what if I think that sounds kind of hot and now I want to say no, and hide the towels?" Anna asked with a devious grin.

"Then book us another hotel to do it in where I won't lose my job over it," Michaela said, shrugging. Anna giggled.

"Gonna hold you to that. Charlie, I don't think all three of us will fit in the shower. Cool if we get started first since you're the only one who isn't covered in your baby goo?" Anna asked. I chuckled and nodded.

"I'll just rinse here and head back to my room to get ready; just give us a two-minute head start, and you can have my spot," Michaela said. "Just remember that if you two end up fucking in the shower after I leave, I still want to try taking you in my butt later, so save enough energy for me; it is gonna be my first time," Michaela said teasingly as she got up to head to the bathroom.

"How could I forget such a generous offer?" I said back. Michaela smiled at me over her shoulder and put an exaggerated swing into her hips, her cheeks flexing as she walked. Anna laughed.

"You've already had my ass, but I'll walk that way for you, too," she giggled and walked to the bathroom, booty swaying sexily. I just lay back on the pillow, smiling contentedly.

I got up a couple of minutes later and stripped out of the clothes I'd worn for the scene, tossing them into the drawer we'd chosen for dirty laundry. I strolled into the bathroom where my fiancée and our friend were naked in the shower -- it was barely registering how unusual my life was anymore. To me, hanging out with gorgeous women naked and sharing them with Anna was starting to seem almost normal. Something to bring up in therapy, just to keep myself grounded, probably.

But how could I not get used to it, when their first reaction, without hesitation, to me entering the bathroom was to press their perfect, soapy tits up against the glass of the shower? They didn't even need to discuss it. It was second nature to them as well, it seemed.

"Gorgeous, ladies," I said.

"Thank you, Prince Charming," Anna replied sweetly.

"Now do your dick," Michaela said. Totally normal life, mine.

"Would that even be hot?" I asked, amused.

"I don't know, but we should find out, for science," Anna giggled.

"Here you go, then," I said, pressing my half-hard dick against the cool glass.

"Yeah, no, doesn't really work for me," Anna laughed.

"Call it off, Charlie," Michaela said. I imagined her shrugging through the blurry glass. I stepped back and waited for my turn. "Alright, I'm rinsed; I'll see you guys upstairs for the party," Michaela said, and the shower door opened, steam spilling out as she stepped out, confidently naked. I watched, blatantly staring as she wrapped a towel around her chest and made to step out of the bathroom.

"Hold up, Mick," I said. She turned towards me. Anna stuck her head out of the shower as I stepped closer to our friend. My hand found her thigh and slid up under her towel. I traced the curve of her ass and found her rosebud with my finger; she gasped as I rubbed her gently, then moved next to her ear. "Just something to think about for the next several hours," I said to her, and then let go and backed away.

Michaela just stared at me lustfully for a long moment while I smirked at her. Finally, her lips curled upward, and she spoke.

"Such a fuckin' tease, Charlie," she laughed and turned to leave the bathroom. I waved goodbye and stepped into the shower past a giggling Anna.

"See you by the pool!" Anna added as the bathroom door closed.

***

Anna left me when we got to the pool deck to go join the other models near where a DJ booth had been set up. There was enough space for a dance floor in front of the booth with the pool behind it, and I headed to the bar to grab a drink and make use of my unlimited beverage package.

When I returned, holding a frozen daiquiri because I was on vacation and calories be damned, I saw that all of the models were present. They'd been given matching shirts, so each was clad in one of the thong bottoms that Riviera was famous for as well as a light gray cropped T-shirt with the stylized Riviera 'R' in huge font on their chests. Though the shirts covered them from neck to almost-navel, they were all fitted and still showed off just how hot the "Riviera Girls" all were.

Several of them, including Anna and her sister Vanessa, had rolled up the shirts several inches higher, showing off toned abdomens and the sweeping strings of their bottoms. I noticed Derek and Chris standing off to the side holding beers.

"Hey, Charlie," Derek said as I walked over.

"Yo, bro, what's up? You see these bitches today? Looking fine as hell," Chris said. I stiffened at his rude language, and Derek rolled his eyes. I both understood and didn't understand why we had to tolerate Chris -- he was a dick, but he was also ostensibly dating Juanita, so it would have been awkward if we shunned him. Plus, if he was with us, he wasn't being an ass to the girls directly, so I guess it worked better this way.

"Seen Wren?" I asked Derek, ignoring Chris in the most polite way possible -- by simply acknowledging him with a nod and moving on.

"Yeah, they didn't feel like a party, said this was 'prime reading time,' and are hanging out on their balcony," Derek said with a grin. I laughed.

"Sounds right," I said. Chris jumped in.

"So fucking lame, we're on a cruise ship partying with models. It's an absolute crime that she's with Natalie and doesn't like sex; the things I would do to that woman," he said with a grin, his look implying that Derek and I were in on the joke, because social awareness wasn't a talent of his. I don't know why he thought his whole schtick was something that didn't disgust both Derek and me, but I figured I should make the point now so I didn't have to listen to it.

"They love each other," I shrugged. "And I like Wren; they're great," I added defensively, feeling an urge to defend my new friend.

"Whatever. You don't fall in love with an Instagram girl," he added sagely. I rolled my eyes.

"You're here with Juanita," Derek said, sounding somewhat nonchalant, but I could hear a barely disguised edge under his calm voice.

"Yeah, she's hot, a lot of fun. Don't think I'm going to marry someone who posts nudes and sex stuff online, though, right?" he said. "No offense," he added, realizing we were both with other models as he spoke. What a colossal dick.

"I'm engaged to Anna. We're pretty secure together, though, so I'm not really bothered by it," I explained. Derek jumped in.

"And I was actually planning on proposing to Hailey at the end of the cruise," Derek said, more to me than Chris.

"Oh, congratulations, man! That's awesome," I said, lifting my drink to toast. Derek tapped his nearly empty beer on my bright red beverage.

"You do you, bro," said Chris, sounding thoroughly unconvinced. Derek's jaw clenched. "That's a gay ass drink, man," Chris said to me and laughed. I just stared at him before looking back to Derek. As far as I could tell, Chris did not seem to be picking up that we were annoyed. Though I think it would take a complete inability to read a room to ever develop a personality like his, so it made sense in its own way.

"Dude, it's 2024," Derek said. Chris ignored him. "I think I might get a daiquiri next; it looks good. Plus, they're more expensive, and I got the drink package; got to get my money's worth without drinking like 14 beers a day." I laughed.

"Whatever, queers," Chris sniggered. Michaela was walking among other guests near us, seemingly passing out swag of some sort -- it looked like Riviera lanyards. I noticed Chris focus on her. "I'm going to go chat up the hot blonde," he added before starting to walk in her direction.

"Dude, she's working," I started to say. "And he's gone," I added quietly for Derek, who snickered.

"God, that guy is the actual worst. Like, how is anyone that aggressively awful?" he asked me. "And what the hell is Juanita doing dating him?"

"Beats me. So, proposing?" I asked. He grinned.

"Yeah, Wren is holding the ring in their safe for me so Hailey doesn't find it in our room. I was thinking maybe the last day when they're not working. Still haven't come up with exactly how, but I'll think of something."

"That's great! I just asked Anna in Disney World, which sounds odd if you're not Disney adults, I realize."

"Nah, it's special to you guys. We've never been, thinking maybe we should check it out at some point," he said.

"Anytime, stay with us. I'm sure Anna would love it. Our new house has plenty of space," I added.

"Oh, you guys got a place together?" he asked.

"We already lived in her old house, but we decided to move after the whole stabbing thing," I said. "We move in next weekend." Derek laughed.

"Good reason to move. Glad you were alright, man."

"Thanks," I said. "Bar?" I asked as he downed his beer.

"Yup. Oh, and don't tell anybody. Except Anna, if she can keep a secret, I know you'd tell her anyway cause you're not a prick like Chris. Probably shouldn't have told him," he said, suddenly nervous.

"Of course," I said. "And I wouldn't worry about Chris; he's so into himself I doubt he even still remembers." Derek looked mollified by that and grinned. We headed off to the bar.

Unfortunately, before we had drinks, Chris also showed up.

"Yo, another Coors," he shouted indiscriminately at the three working bartenders. No one acknowledged him, but one did flash an annoyed look in our direction. Derek and I both inched back as if to tell people he wasn't with us, which was pointless, because he started recapping his attempts to hit on his girlfriend's fellow model.

"That chick is cold, bro," he said, shaking his head.

"Really? Michaela has always seemed nice to me," Derek responded.

"Nah, bro, she barely said two words to me while I laid down some game, until I told her we should shoot a collab three-way; then she said she didn't have sex with her fellow models," he said, sounding annoyed. I tried desperately not to laugh.

"Seems like a fairly reasonable response from someone getting propositioned while currently doing her job and also having boundaries," Derek said dryly.

"Nah, I think she's a lesbian, probably likes tacos more than sausage, if you know what I mean," he said. I raised an eyebrow. First of all, I couldn't fathom who talks like that to people they barely know, and second, having watched her have fun with both, I wasn't sure how to respond to that.

"Yeah, I dunno, man, maybe it's just because you're dating her coworker?" I said, with probably a hint more venom than I intended. Captain Oblivious didn't seem to notice.

"Don't think so. These models are all sluts, you just gotta play it right. Get redpilled, you know? What's Vanessa's deal?" he asked me.

"I don't know, I think she's got a boyfriend right now," I said. She did not.

"You think she's down to mess around on the side?" he asked. Human slime.

"Probably not," I sighed.

"Damn. I was hoping to get at least one threesome going this trip. I'll go feel out the other models," he said, and left, not bothering to wait for the drink he'd not really ordered.

"I hate him," I sighed as he left. "So much."

"It's too bad these are made of biodegradable plastic; I bet I could nail the back of his head from here," Derek said, and I turned to see him holding his empty bottle like a throwing knife. I laughed.

"It'd probably just bounce off," I agreed sadly.

"Also, and if I'm prying, you don't have to answer, but isn't it sort of an open secret among this group that Michaela hooks up with you and Anna?"

"Uh, yeah, apparently it is," I said.

"Hah. Good, fuck Chris," he added.

"I like you, Derek," I said, clapping my hand on his shoulder like an awkward middle-manager.

"Good, because I want to go fuck up some of those couples playing ping-pong, and I need a partner while Hailey's on Hot Girl duty," he said, gesturing to the shaded side of the deck where a handful of tables were set up. The bartender returned with his daiquiri at that moment.

"Let's do it," I said. "Also, hot girl duty? I asked, grinning.

"It's what we've started calling the appearances Riviera is scheduling. It's not modeling; it's just Hot Girl duty."

"She should tell the rest of the girls; I bet it catches on," I laughed.

***

After jumping in and winning a game, then losing to the next couple who played us, Derek and I hit the bar again and then returned to the party. Daisy was in the DJ booth with headphones on, dancing next to the DJ. I spotted Anna and Vanessa at a table off to the side, handing out raffle tickets; judging by the bikinis and other Riviera-branded merch displayed on the board behind them, they were giving away suits, coverups, and hats. Chris was standing near Juanita, chatting with Kanya, who looked like she'd rather be in the Arctic Circle without a change of clothes than where she currently was. Derek and I posted up next to the pool before hearing someone calling our names.

"There you are! Get in the water!" I looked behind me and spotted Wren in the pool. They were wearing a conservatively cut blue one-piece and with some board shorts over it.

"Hey, Wren, I thought you were reading," I said.

"I was, but it was mostly a ruse. I wanted to make sure you two had enough time to lose Chris before I joined you," they laughed.

"Dick," Derek grinned.

"Come on, get in," they shouted. I shrugged and took off my T-shirt, tossing it onto a free chair in the second row and climbing into the pool.

"How's the party so far?" Wren asked.

"Seems like it's a hit. Mostly just some dancing and giveaways, otherwise like any other day at the pool."

"Nat said she was going to have to judge a competition of some sort," Wren said.

"Haven't heard anything," I replied. "What were you reading while you abandoned us with Chris?"

"Dune. Rereading it for the first time since the second movie dropped," they said.

"It's a great book," I responded.

"Ever read the rest of them?" Wren asked.

"Only the first sequel," I said. Wren grinned.

"Good call; they get weird after that. Well, weirder," they chuckled.

"I haven't read or seen it," Derek said.

"Well, get on it. If nothing else, watch the movies; they're great. The new ones, not the one from the 80s with the embarrassing special effects. Villeneuve changed a lot from the book, but you get the same themes."

"I'll put it on my list. Hailey isn't big on sci-fi; I'll watch it next time she's away on a shoot."

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! IT'S ALMOST TIME FOR THE OFFICIAL RIVIERA SWIM SEXIEST MAN ALIVE CONTEST!" came Daisy's voice over the speakers. She seemed to have taken over MC duties from the DJ. "ANY PERFECT MALE SPECIMENS WANTING TO COMPETE, PLEASE CHECK IN WITH ANNA OVER AT THE TABLE TO MY LEFT!" she shouted, pointing over at her. I glanced at Anna, who shot me a grin and beckoned me over.

"I think I've been recruited," I said. Derek laughed.

"Better you than me," he said with a grin.

"Go get 'em, Charlie," Wren said, snatching my drink out of my hand. "Don't worry, I'll finish this for you," they offered.

"How thoughtful," I smirked, and hoisted myself out of the pool. I grabbed a towel off the shelf on the way over to the table.

"Charlie! Here to sign up?" V asked while Anna checked in another contestant.

"Maybe. What is this?" I asked.

"Oh, you'll just have to pose, jump in the pool, maybe dance a bit. One other competition," she said, eyes twinkling.

"And I'm guessing the other competition is on a need-to-know basis?" I asked wryly.

"Look at you, smart and sexy; you've got a real shot at this," V cracked. "Sign up on the sheet," she said, pointing in front of Anna. I stepped in front of her when the guy ahead of me moved.

"You want me to sign up?" I asked.

"Yeah! It'll be hot. Or funny. Either way, I win," my fiancée quipped.

"Fine," I said with an exaggerated sigh. I filled out the sheet in front of me, which asked for my height, age, weight, hometown, and a "fun fact for the ladies." I looked up at Anna before I put anything in that one. "What's this one?"

"Something to endear yourself to our judges: Nat, Kanya, and Vanessa. I think some guys have just written pick-up lines," she said, giving me nothing. I looked down to see the guy in front of me had put 'I own many leatherbound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany,' so evidently twenty-year-old movie quotes were fair game. I thought for a while, coming up with nothing particularly amusing, but needing to get out of the way, I wrote down the first thing I could come up with. Anna turned her head to read it.

"Funny," she smirked. "Good luck, Prince Charming! Go ahead and stand over there," she added, pointing to a group of guys off to the side. I introduced myself, and we stood, waiting for the small line of participants to finish signing in.

"ALRIGHT, EVERYBODY! PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR THE SEXIEST MEN CURRENTLY BY THE POOL AND AVAILABLE TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS CONTEST!" Daisy joked to get us started. A smattering of applause came from the crowd on the deck, and Daisy started up again. "TO GET US STARTED, EACH OF OUR HANDSOME CONTESTANTS IS GOING TO STRIKE SOME SEXY POSES WHILE I INTRODUCE THEM! FIRST UP, WE HAVE DAVEED, HAILING FROM SUNNY TAMPA!"

Daveed stepped out onto the deck and flexed; he was built like me, all lean muscle, and did the standard bodybuilding poses. The crowd cheered, and a cute Latina whooped and whistled loudly; it was fairly obvious she was here with him. "DAVEED IS SIX FEET TALL, DEFINITELY NOT FIVE-ELEVEN, AND MAKES A MEDIUM AMOUNT OF MONEY AND DRIVES A PRACTICAL CAR!" Daisy said loudly. The crowd laughed, and Daveed moved over to Juanita, who beckoned him off to the side when his turn was up.

"NEXT UP, WE HAVE SHANE, ALL THE WAY FROM DENVER, COLORADO! SHANE IS SIX-FOOT-TWO AND 264 POUNDS OF PURE MUSCLE!" Shane practically slid out onto the floor; the pure muscle must have been his line, because it was clear that was not the case. His beer belly shook as he moved, and he had a thick beard and a shaved head. Shane dropped into a split, and then lay on his stomach with his legs bent up at the knee and put his chin on his hands before kicking his legs back and forth. The crowd laughed.

"Yeah, so he's winning," the guy next to me said. I grinned and nodded.

"COMING TO A POOL DECK NEAR YOU, IT'S CHARLIE FROM ORLANDO, FLORIDA! CHARLIE WAS VOTED MOST LIKELY TO WIN A SEXIEST MAN ALIVE CONTEST ON A CRUISE SHIP IN HIGH SCHOOL!" My hastily thought-up line at least got some laughs, I thought as I pulled a warrior pose, then switched into Michelangelo's David. I got some cheers, including a whoop from Anna. "CHARLIE WAS HOPING THAT HAVING A RIVIERA GIRL FIANCÉE WOULD GIVE HIM A LEG UP IN THE COMPETITION, BUT WE TOOK HER OFF THE JUDGING PANEL, SO HE'S ON HIS OWN!" Daisy said, which earned more laughs from the crowd. I grinned, lay down in a Burt Reynolds centerfold pose, and then walked off to a reasonable amount of cheering.

"NEXT ONTO THE CATWALK IS JAMES, WHO'S TURNING RED FROM PASSION, NOT BECAUSE HE FORGOT HIS SUNSCREEN IN HIS CABIN!"

***

After posing for introductions, we had to jump into the pool (I fell backwards with my arms out in my best impression of an Assassin from a popular video game series) and show off our best dance moves (I broke out the Macarena -- the DJ caught on and played the opening beats as I finished). When we were done, the crowd was asked to cheer to announce the finalists -- I, along with four others, was chosen. Anna, Michaela and Tay cheered me on from the sidelines.

"ALRIGHT, LADIES! OUR FIVE FINALISTS WILL NOW HAVE TO PROVE THEIR ANIMAL MAGNETISM WITH LAP DANCES FOR OUR THREE JUDGES!" I looked at Anna, who wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. I laughed. Why not? I thought, with a slight shake of my head.

"JUDGING THE COMPETITION ARE THE BEAUTIFUL NATALIE," she paused for cheers. Natalie flipped her blonde hair exaggeratedly over her shoulder. "THE INCOMPARABLE KANYA," she continued. Kanya fanned herself and smiled. "AND THE SEXY VANESSA," she added. Vanessa hid a blush and struck a pose, waving at the crowd. "LADIES, PLEASE TAKE A SEAT IN THE JUDGES' CHAIRS," she called, as Juanita, Sophia, and Hailey each brought out a chair and set them in a line where we'd been posing.

"GENTLEMEN, YOU WILL HAVE THIRTY SECONDS TO IMPRESS EACH OF OUR JUDGES! WHEN THE SONG CHANGES, PLEASE MOVE TO THE NEXT JUDGE AND SHOW HER WHAT YOU'VE GOT!" A decent crowd was watching now, and I had no idea what I was doing. Fortunately, I was one of the two who didn't start the show and was stationed off to the side with Hailey and Sophia.

"So I've never given a public lap dance before," I said, hoping they'd offer me tips.

"Only in private?" Hailey giggled.

"Just move your hips a bunch, Charlie. There are enough drunk girls in the crowd; you'll get some cheers," Sophia said.

"What, so I'm only attractive to drunk girls?" I joked as the first song started. Hailey laughed harder, and Sophia looked at me.

"That's not what I meant; I just mean you'll get cheers no matter what," she said, responding seriously. Sophia sometimes struggled with joking and took me too seriously.

"Gotcha. At least you two are pulling for me, right?" I asked.

Hailey nodded and smiled. "No shot I was getting Derek up here, so I'll root for you instead."

"I think this one is going to Shane; he's funnier than you," Sophia said, as bluntly as ever. I grinned.

"Thanks for your honesty, Soph," I laughed. I watched Shane with his leg up, shaking his gut in Natalie's half-laughing, half-shocked face, and accepted her prediction. The song stopped and changed, and he moved to Kanya. I was up.

"Hey Nat," I said as I straddled her knee and gyrated absurdly.

"Hi, Charlie," she said. I made a fool of myself for a moment.

"So, is this doing it for you?" I joked. Nat laughed while I turned around and shook my ass, then responded.

"It's about 80/20 absurd vs. sexy," she finally said.

"I can live with twenty," I said, and pulled her head into my chest and shook it like I was a woman stripper she was motorboating. She giggled when I released her. "Tell Wren I'm deeply sorry," I said with a smirk when the song was close to over.

"Oh, I don't think they'll mind, Charlie," Nat responded, and her eyes watched mine. Interesting. The music faded.

"Sorry for the dance," I winked and moved to Kanya as the song changed. Anna was cheering and grinning as she watched and waved when our eyes met.

"Kanya," I said by way of greeting as I turned back to the task at hand.

"Let's see what you've got, Charlie," she said in her sexy posh London accent.

"Natalie said I was 80/20 absurd to sexy," I said as I danced in front of her.

"Let's see if we can't get that up to 60/40, shall we?" Kanya smirked.

"I'll see what I can do," I said, and turned, sitting on her lap and grinding on her. Kanya's hands came up and held my hips before Daisy's voice came over the speakers.

"SOME OF OUR JUDGES NEED TO BE REMINDED THAT THERE IS NO TOUCHING THE TALENT," she said. Kanya let go and put her hands up in the air, and the crowd laughed.

I turned and straddled her thighs, gyrating to the beat, trying to ignore the performance anxiety I'd been tamping down over the whole contest. Kanya looked down at my crotch, her gaze mostly hidden from the crowd, and then looked back up at me.

"Your suit is very tight, isn't it?" she remarked, grinning teasingly.

"Anna chose it," I said. Kanya looked back down.

"I'll bet she did," she said slyly. The song swapped, and I stood to move on. "Thanks for the dance, baby," Kanya said theatrically. I winked and headed to the last judge. Oh, right. Vanessa.

"Hey, V. Where's the line?" I asked.

"Anna and I already talked; do your worst," she giggled.

"Suit yourself," I said, and stood next to her chair before putting my leg up and over her and twerking a bit. I felt ridiculous, but the crowd of mostly women was cheering, so I went with it. There were two other guys going at the same time on different judges, so I wasn't the only focus. Vanessa fanned herself theatrically, which made the crowd laugh and took some of the pressure off. Turning around, I mostly just shook my ass at her, and she mimed smacking it as I looked back, getting another round of laughter. With enough time for maybe one last move, I repeated the last one I did for Kanya and straddled her above the knees.

Vanessa's eyes dipped down, probably involuntarily -- after all, a guy in tight swim trunks was gyrating in front of her.

"I'm up here," I joked.

"Wear looser shorts next time, then," she quipped.

"Really, the 'what was he wearing?' defense?" I laughed.

"Eh, I've seen more of you," she shrugged while looking up at me flirtatiously. I hesitated, unsure of how to respond, and she giggled when the song changed. "Need a quicker wit next time, brother-in-law," she joked. I shook my head as I walked off, getting to wait while the last round took place.

"ALRIGHT LADIES, ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR ALL OUR SEXY MAN-BEASTS," Daisy said as the last song faded out. The crowd roared with clapping and laughter, and I winked at Anna, who cheered loudly. "JUDGES, WHO'S IT GOING TO BE?"

"I CAN'T DECIDE, THEY WERE ALL TOO SEXY," Natalie said when Daisy put the mic to her lips.

"I'M TOO WORKED UP TO MAKE A DECISION," Kanya said, and I realized this was scripted.

"I MIGHT NEED ANOTHER GO WITH EACH OF THEM TO DECIDE," V said to a round of laughter.

"THANKS FOR NOTHING, JUDGES! ONCE AGAIN, WE NEED THE AUDIENCE TO DECIDE," Daisy called, as she stepped out and stood with the five of us. "LET'S HEAR IT FOR CHARLIE," she said, holding her hand above my head. The crowd was pretty loud, helped out by whistles from Anna and several of the Riviera girls. She went down the line, and I was pretty confident that I actually earned more cheers than the three guys in the middle. Then she got to Shane, and the crowd roared with support.

"IT LOOKS LIKE SHANE IS THE SEXIEST MAN ALIVE! IN ADDITION TO BRAGGING RIGHTS, SHANE HAS WON A $50 GIFT CARD FOR THE NOCTURNE SHOPS, THIS HAT," she said, putting a bucket hat with the Riviera R on it on his head, "AND A RIVIERA BIKINI TO GIVE TO A SPECIAL WOMAN IN HIS LIFE! IF THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GIFT FOR HER AND NOT HIM, REMEMBER WHAT OUR SUITS LOOK LIKE," she said, striking a pose. The crowd laughed, and Shane pointed to a rather embarrassed-looking woman in the crowd, nodding and grinning as he pointed and started dancing with his hips, which got more laughs. "THANKS FOR PLAYING, GENTLEMEN!"

We dispersed, and Anna came running over.

"Congratulations, second sexiest isn't bad," she giggled.

"I just couldn't compete with Shane's pure muscle," I laughed.

"You could have, but you would have gotten kicked off the ship if you whipped your secret weapon out in front of the crowd. Not worth the title," she laughed.

"Thanks to those shorts, you already came close," Kanya teased, walking past. "Thanks again for the dance, stud," she laughed.

"Next one is going to cost you!" Anna shouted after her, grinning. I rolled my eyes. "Thanks for playing, Charlie, that was really fun! I'm going to go pass out Jell-O shots," she said as she gave me a quick hug.

"Free Jell-O shots?" I asked. She laughed.

"Don't bother, there's barely any booze in them; I've had a couple," she said.

"Are you allowed to drink on the job?" I asked, remembering Christa's speech the day before.

"Yeah, Charlie, I'm not a lifeguard; I'm eye candy. Nobody cares as long as we're not drunk, and when I say there's barely any booze in them, I mean it. You might get a light buzz if you eat a whole tray," she said.

"You'd make a hot lifeguard, though. Enjoy, then," I said.

"Ooh, Baywatch-themed shoot for Instagram soon?" she teased. Anna kissed me on the cheek and then turned to head to the bar; I watched her walk in her thong bikini bottoms.

"I know you're watching," she said back after a couple of steps.

"Not hiding it," I said. She turned and winked at me, and I headed back to the pool.

***

Wren, Derek, and I were sitting in the pool when the party ended; the DJ was replaced with a band that slipped right into the steel drum version of Red Red Wine, and the sun was shining overhead as our ship lazily cut through the waters of the Caribbean. I had another fruity drink in my hand and was enjoying the peaceful breeze when Anna slid into the water beside me. She'd lost her Riviera shirt and was clad only in the maroon bikini she'd put on this morning. Natalie slid in next to Wren, wearing a navy blue resort suit that crossed in the front and tied in the back and barely contained her chest.

After kissing me on the cheek, Anna addressed Derek.

"Derek, Hailey was going through suits with Shane's wife; she'll be here soon," Anna offered helpfully.

"Awesome. Charlie, you haven't told Anna yet, right?" he asked.

"During the party? No," I grinned.

"Anna, I'm proposing to Hailey on this trip; the rest of these people already know. Anyway, what do you guys think about doing it on the bow while we're sailing back at the end?" he asked.

"Sounds cool to me," I said. Wren nodded. Natalie and Anna looked thoughtful.

"How are you going to get her up there without being suspicious?" Anna asked.

"Um... good point," Derek said, laughing. "I'm open to ideas."

"Tell her you want to do a Titanic photo?" I asked.

"Have you seen anything about that private island we're stopping at? The one the cruise company owns in the Bahamas?" Natalie asked.

"Not much, other than that it's got plenty to do," Derek replied.

"We're gonna be there overnight. You could probably find a romantic spot there," she said. Anna nodded eagerly.

"Oh, a beach proposal would be so awesome!" Anna said. I looked over at her.

"Should I not have proposed at Disney?" I asked with a grin.

"No, Charlie, Disney was perfect for us. For normal adults who aren't Disney people, a crowded theme park would be insane, though. A beach is a perfect spot for anyone. Unless you hate sand, I guess. It is coarse, and rough, and" she started quoting before Wren laughed.

"You're as nerdy as Charlie; no wonder you two are engaged," they chuckled. Anna grinned.

"Just be careful not to drop the ring in the sand," Natalie said. Wren looked at her.

"Why would you even put that thought in his head?" they said with a smile and a shake of their head. Derek laughed.

"Yeah, thanks for that. Still, it might be the best option. Thanks," he said. And just in time, since at that moment Hailey walked up and slid into the pool between Derek and me.

"What are we talking about?" she asked. Derek looked frozen, but Wren covered.

"The best options for activities on that private key," they explained.

"Oh, I want to go snorkeling! Can we?" she asked Derek. He nodded.

"Yeah, of course," he replied. "What time is dinner tonight, by the way?" he asked the group at large.

"Um, five, I think? I assume it's like yesterday; I've got to shoot tonight. They're doing a set on the boardwalk later," Natalie said, shrugging.

"Oh, that'll be cool. I don't think I have a boardwalk shoot on my schedule," Anna said.

"It'll look great, but it's going to be awkward as hell posing in a thong while people are eating dinner right next to us," Natalie said, laughing. "They're closing the walk, but the restaurant patios will still be open. Probably going to end up on one of those "influencers in public" pages that make fun of us."

"That's the job," Hailey giggled. "That's why they pay us the big bucks," she said sarcastically.

"This is like the only job where the exposure is worth it, though," Nat shrugged. "My OnlyFans has, like, quadrupled in size since my first Riviera shoot. They may not pay super well directly, but Riviera is responsible for most of my income." Anna nodded.

"Same, they've got reach," she added.

"Yeah, that's true," Hailey agreed. "I didn't mean to knock it, just laughing at the situations they put us in. I did a shoot once for an Aussie swim company that had trained animals -- I had to look hot while a monkey climbed all over me -- they loved the shots, but I was not a fan," she laughed

"I've never done wildlife," Anna laughed. "Totally would, though. Monkeys are cute."

"Yeah, well, this one kept pulling my hair and trying to take my top off," Hailey said.

"Babe, he wasn't trying; he succeeded," Derek laughed. "Like three times, it was awesome," he added as an aside to the group with a grin, while Hailey rolled her eyes.

"Maybe I'll stick to human models for collabs," Natalie said while we all laughed.

***

Anna and I changed for dinner; it was a formal night on the cruise, so I wore the navy suit that Anna had picked out for me, along with a white shirt and a black tie. Judging by Anna attempting to feel me up four times before we left the room, I must have looked good, I thought to myself. Anna outshone me anyway, wearing a shimmering low-cut pink dress that hugged her curves and drew every eye in range as we walked into the dining room.

"You look gorgeous, you know," I said again. Anna giggled.

"You might have mentioned that a few dozen times," she giggled. "I'm almost regretting offering tonight to Michaela, with how handsome you look in that suit, you know," she teased.

"We can postpone," I said immediately. Anna giggled again.

"I said almost. I'm looking forward to watching you tonight. Plus, the poor girl has been prepping for anal already; you want to tell her she's going to have to do it again?"

"Solid point," I admitted, my concerns that Anna actually wanted to change plans assuaged.

"Besides, I prepped too," she added slyly. "After all, you've never been a one-and-done kind of guy, and you look very sexy tonight. I wasn't going to let her have all the fun. Think you can handle both of us?" I looked at her, and she smiled coyly before moving ahead of me on the way to our big group table, hips swinging in her skintight dress. I blanched for a moment and then followed, excited by this new turn of events.

I was, however, in public and surrounded by her friends and fellow models, so I'd have to keep my excitement tamped down a bit, I thought as I pulled out Anna's chair at the table. Anna was next to Hailey with Derek on her other side, and across from us were Wren and Natalie -- a decent group. Shortly after we sat down, Michaela joined us, wearing a red, black, and white floral dress that was as tight as Anna's and had several cuts in the sides to show off her soft skin. She sat to my right, leaving two empty seats at the end of the table. Glancing down the table to see who was missing, I groaned.

"Yep," Wren said.

"What?" Natalie asked

"Chris and Juanita," she gestured to the two seats between her and Michaela.

"Fucker. If he says anything about my tits in this dress, I'm going to slap him," Natalie said. She was wearing a teal dress that showed off her considerable cleavage. Wren put their hand on Nat's wrist to calm her down.

"Is that likely?" Hailey asked.

"Well, he's commented on them twice already today," she said. "Fucking prick. No idea what Juanita sees in him; he's an asshole and literally never stops." Michaela jumped in when Natalie finished.

"Yeah, he tried to get me to shoot a threesome with them today, as if I'd even consider being in the same room with him if I didn't have to be. When I shot him down and told him I didn't sleep with my coworkers, he had the balls to ask if I'd want to shoot with just him -- he's not even a creator, just a sleazeball."

"Someone should really say something to Juanita," Hailey said.

"Yeah, well, shooting the messenger and all that," Wren shrugged. Natalie grumbled.

"Also, aren't you hooking up with Anna and Charlie?" Hailey asked, sticking her head out over the table to address Michaela, clearly having had the same thought as her boyfriend. I shook my head in resignation, and Wren laughed.

"Basically everybody knows, Charlie, it's fine. A judgmental group, this isn't," Wren chuckled.

"Hey, girls," Juanita said as she walked up a moment later. She was wearing a very Miami-nightclub-style dress that was more like a series of stretchy straps than actual clothes. It looked great on her, but was a little more scandalous than most of the other models' dresses, which was saying something.

"Where's Chris?" Michaela asked. We all held our breath, hoping that maybe he was too sick for dinner.

"He went to the casino and was late getting back; he'll be here soon," she said. There was an undercurrent of annoyance in her reply.

"How considerate of him," I heard Natalie say under her breath as Michaela and Juanita started chatting.

Dinner was steak and lobster tails. I briefly wondered if every cruise on this new line would be like that or if they were just trying to impress their influencer clientele on this trip. Either way, it was delicious; most of the girls ate very little or opted for just the lobster or a salad. Having seen Anna eat, I'm sure she was annoyed that she was on a modeling shoot and couldn't devour the special offering.

Around halfway through dinner, Chris showed up. He acted annoyed that Juanita hadn't had them bring food out for him before he arrived and was generally dismissive of her throughout dinner. While he didn't outwardly hit on Natalie, he did talk to her chest more than to her. I noticed his eyes on Anna more than once; for the sake of the group, I just tried to quietly disrupt his view by angling in front of her while my blood boiled, instead of tossing him overboard through the glass porthole without opening it first.

He didn't manage to ruin the dinner, despite his best efforts; we all had fun in our formalwear, enjoyed cocktails and wine, and laughed with each other as the evening progressed. Still, we were all sufficiently annoyed with him by the end of dinner that I didn't even mind when Michaela spoke for us, clearly to piss him off. Juanita had asked if we had plans for the rest of the evening, as dessert was cleared from the table.

"I'm spoken for, I'm afraid. Shooting some content with Anna and Charlie," she said casually, blatantly contradicting her excuse to Chris earlier. I tried to pretend I wasn't listening while laughing inside my head. Anna looked amused, too. We weren't even shooting tonight, so it was clearly just to annoy him. Chris said nothing, but when I turned in his direction, he looked like he was annoyed with me. In hindsight, it was very high school of us, and I was slightly concerned about stooping to his level, but still - called for.

We stood to walk out, saying our goodbyes to our end of the table. As soon as we were out of earshot, Michaela looked at Anna. "Cool if Charlie puts his arms around both of us to piss off Chris?" she whispered. Anna giggled and nodded, moving closer to me. I didn't bother looking back as I pulled them both close, instead enjoying their laughter as we left the room.

"God, he's the worst," Michaela said as we got out. "Sorry I said anything; I just had to do something to irritate him back without being completely in his face about it."

"No, I understood. Natalie looked like it was an early Christmas when you said it," Anna laughed.

"Yeah, I don't think our hooking up is much of a secret after St. Thomas," I shrugged.

"Probably not," Michaela laughed. "Anyway," she said, suddenly looking a little nervous. "Should we head upstairs?"

"We could. Or we could grab a drink at the bar past the elevators first, if you want," Anna offered knowingly. Michaela let out an embarrassed giggle.

"Can we?" she asked. "I could use a little loosening up," she added. I raised my eyebrow, and Anna laughed. "Shut up, Charlie," Michaela responded with a fake grumble and a half-smirk.

"You know, Mick, we don't actually have to do this," I said after the joking moment passed, and I could sense Anna's eyes rolling. I was considerate, sue me, I thought.

"Yeah, Charlie, I want this. I was just thinking you looked handsome in your suit, and then I remembered how big your fucking dick is and what our planned activity was, and I got nervous. Still going to do it, at least this once, so I can say I did. Got it?" she asked. Anna laughed loudly.

"Let's get some drinks," Anna said, winking at me as she led the way.

***

We made our way upstairs a bit later, both girls a little gigglier than before. There was also a decent amount of grab-ass on the elevator, and Anna and Michaela made out a bit and got handsy with me before I got our door open. Once we were inside, Michaela set her purse down and turned to us.

"So, what's the plan?" she asked.

"Charlie's going to put his thing in our butts," Anna deadpanned. Michaela rolled her eyes, but grinned.

"I know that; I meant, how is this going to go?" she asked.

"How do you want it to go?" I asked. Anna nodded approvingly.

"I guess I'd like you to be gentle. But not too gentle. I want you to take me, gently, if that makes sense?" I nodded, and Anna laughed.

"To answer your question seriously, it's your first time, so I'll let you two be the stars of the show at first," Anna said generously. "Maybe mouth stuff until Michaela cums, and then you can put it in, Charlie?" Michaela and I looked at each other; she smiled nervously, and we nodded.

"You're not participating?" Michaela asked, surprised.

"Oh, I am. I'm going to lick you off first, then I'm going to get myself off once or twice while you two go at it, and then when Charlie recovers, he's going to give me the same treatment," she said, smiling up at me and running her hand down my arm. My fiancée was perfect, I thought, watching her beautiful smile as she laid out her plans.

"So, should we get started?" Michaela asked, still with a hint of nervousness.

"I've wanted to get this dress off of you since you walked into the dining room, so yeah," Anna chuckled and toyed with the hem of Michaela's dress. "Why don't you get on the bed?" she asked her friend. Michaela's eyes flashed lustily, and she stepped back until she was sitting on the edge of our mattress.

Anna kissed me, then took charge, putting her hand on Michaela's chest and pushing her down onto her back. Then she straddled her, making out with our sexy blonde friend while I watched intently. Anna's dress was too tight for her position, so it rode up on her hips until I could see the matching pink panties covering her mound. I couldn't resist, and stepped forward to rub her pussy through the fabric; she pushed eagerly back into my hand.

As I touched her, I watched her hand snake back between her legs and tug Michaela's dress up the inch or two necessary to give her access to our lover's slit. Michaela's thong was black, and Anna wasted no time in sliding her finger under the fabric to touch her pussy. I pulled Anna's aside and slid a finger in her; she moaned appreciatively into Michaela's mouth as I started to curl it against her inner walls.

My erection was growing quickly, and it took only a few seconds of sawing fingers into Anna's tight, warm canal to reach full mast. I knew I had a purpose tonight, but seeing Anna straddling Michaela, her ass sticking out of her dress, and feeling her slick, inviting passage made me hesitate. I knew Anna, and I knew she wouldn't begrudge me a sample. I quickly unzipped and pulled out my stiff length, lining it up behind Anna and sliding it a few inches deep into her pussy.

"Fuck, Charlie," she moaned happily, breaking her kiss. Michaela looked around her with a grin.

"You stick it in her?" she chuckled. I nodded, feeling the delightfully warm pressure around my cockhead.

"Just the tip," I grinned. Michaela laughed. Anna pushed back on me, making shallow thrusts along my length.

"So impatient, is my ass not good enough to wait for?" Michaela teased.

"I'm sure it is, but Anna's pussy is always too good to pass up," I said, squeezing my fiancée's ass affectionately as she slid an inch or so each way with each movement.

"So romantic," Michaela giggled. Anna was still touching her, and her giggle became a moan.

"Can't get carried away," I said to Anna after a minute or so. She didn't respond at first, having resumed kissing Michaela, and I pulled out; she whimpered, but increased the intensity with which she was rubbing Mick when I started fingering her again. She broke off their liplock to grin back at me.

"Yeah, let's try to stick to the plan this time, Mr. Improv?" she giggled.

"You loved it," I said, and her eyes confirmed it. She turned back to Mick.

"I'm going to lick your pussy now," she whispered. Michaela nodded, and her gaze drifted to my cock as Anna slid off her body down to the floor, her dress still around her waist.

"I'd offer to get you hard, but, oh, fuck, yes, but you're already there," Michaela said, arching her back as Anna started eating her out. "Want me to keep it that way?" she finally asked. I nodded and then took my time undressing. Michaela pulled her own dress over her head, leaving her naked since Anna had stripped her panties off, and watched me with growing lust as I removed each garment. When I was finally naked, I climbed onto the bed, letting my cock lead the way toward her parted lips.

"Mmm, this is such a nice cock," she whispered as the tip brushed her lower lip. She kissed it, then let her tongue dart out to caress it. I shuddered, and she smiled up at me before sucking the head past her lips. When she let it go to take a breath, she grinned mischievously at me. "It's so thick, I can't believe it's going in my ass tonight." My cock twitched, and she giggled, then sucked it back into her mouth.

I enjoyed her thorough blowjob for a long moment, until she bucked and released me. "Oh, fuck," she groaned. I looked down toward Anna, whose eyes twinkled as she licked Michaela's bare pussy. From the angle of her wrist, it looked like she might have put her finger into Michaela's ass.

"All good? I've got more for you than a finger," I reminded Michaela. She pulled off and reached up to jerk me while she responded.

"A lot more; don't worry, I've been practicing," she teased. "Oh, fuck, don't stop," she gasped. Anna was currently whipping her tongue across Michaela's clit. She did not stop, and Michaela's moans grew in intensity. I was mostly ignored, her hand stroking me lazily while her own need took over.

"Make her cum, Anna," I said gently. Anna nodded, devouring her friend's pussy with abandon, and Michaela's eyes rolled back. I was forgotten by now, but I didn't mind; the sight of Anna licking Michaela while she writhed before me was enough stimulation for now. Finally, Michaela snapped, curling up and holding Anna's head to her slit while she came violently before me.

When Michaela had released her, Anna smiled and moved up next to me on the bed. I pulled her into a deep kiss, tasting Michaela on her lips, and exploring her mouth with my tongue. She pushed back, and we made out while Michaela recovered; I knew she was ready when I felt her mouth engulf my cockhead once more. I broke the kiss, and Anna looked down at her friend who was sucking on me in front of us.

"Ready, Mick?" she asked. Michaela bobbed once more and then nodded.

"Yeah, I think so. You guys have lube, right?"

"Always, never know when you might need it," Anna giggled. She got up and grabbed the bottle out of her suitcase, returning as she dripped some on her fingertips. Michaela flipped onto her stomach, lying prone, her bubble butt looking perky and inviting. "This is how you want your first time?" Anna asked.

"I think so, yeah," Michaela said. "I'm ready," she said, as much for herself as for us.

"Let me know if you need me to stop," I told her. Anna slid her lubed-up finger back inside Michaela, then turned and squirted some on my cock, which she promptly rubbed in. I mouthed 'I love you' in her direction; she returned the gesture and smiled.

"Have fun, guys," she said, and climbed on the bed to lie on her back next to Michaela, who turned her neck back to watch me as I moved into position.

"You've got a great ass, Michaela," I said, complimenting her as I straddled her legs.

"I know, it's made me famous. Enjoy being the first one in, Charlie," she smiled nervously back. I grinned reassuringly at her and grabbed the base of my shaft, aiming it at her rosebud while my other hand parted her plump cheeks. When the tip made contact, I felt her tense up.

"Relax, Mick, I won't hurt you," I said. Anna looked lovingly at me; she always loved it when I was considerate with the girls we brought home.

"Yeah, you will, but I'll be alright," Michaela chuckled darkly. She relaxed a bit. "Go ahead." I pressed forward; she hissed, but her tight hole parted for me, and my cockhead slowly slid in. "Oh fuck," she said, seemingly startled.

"You're being such a good girl, Mick," Anna whispered to her while she removed her dress and began to finger herself on the bed. She looked unbelievably sexy, touching herself while she watched. Michaela breathed for a moment, and when she relaxed a bit, I slid another inch in.

"That's so fucking big," she whimpered. Anna smiled.

"You can take it," she assured her friend. "It'll feel good soon," she said. Michaela relaxed again, and I pressed forward.

"Fuck, Charlie," she moaned. I slowed; she relaxed a moment later, and I pushed some more in. "I should have picked a guy with less dick for my first time," she said through gritted teeth. I slowed again, and Anna giggled.

"Be honest, you know you wanted Charlie for this," Anna said, looking at me with pride.

"Fuck, yeah, I did," she admitted. "But fuck me," she added incredulously.

"That's what he's doing," Anna quipped, turning her exclamation into a pun. She burst into a giggle fit, and Michaela looked up at her.

"Not the time, bitch," she grumbled.

"Joke wouldn't have worked any other time," Anna said sagely. Michaela blew out a breath and laughed softly.

"This is ridiculous," she giggled. "Is that all of it, Charlie?" she asked apprehensively.

"One more push should do it," I said, rubbing her soft ass cheek encouragingly. She blew out another breath and relaxed a bit. "Do it," she muttered. I pressed the last bit of myself into her, until only half an inch or so was left out because of her plump, round cheeks acting like a buffer. "Fuck. I did it," she breathed. Anna smiled affectionately at her.

"Such a good girl for my fiancé," she said, which was a really hot thing to say.

"Kinda loving the praise while he's in my ass," Michaela chuckled.

"Noted," I said from behind her. "Do you want me to hold for a moment?" I asked.

"Um, no, go ahead," she offered. I pulled back, and she groaned, then got louder when I pushed forward again. "Ohhhh," she moaned, breathing out. "Wow," she breathed.

"How does it feel?" Anna asked. She was still rubbing her own clit, watching us through hooded eyes.

"It's so big," Michaela said, straining a bit. "I got used to the feeling with a dildo, but his cock is bigger and real, and it feels almost painful and good at the same time," she said. She breathed out again when I pulled back a second time and then pushed back in.

"The pain will fade," Anna encouraged tenderly. "You're doing great," she added.

"You could be a professional anal coach," Michaela said, gritting her teeth when I stretched her out again. I was maintaining a slow rhythm now.

"I'll get business cards," Anna said, closing her eyes and licking her lips.

We kept at it, moving slowly while Anna worked herself, for a minute or two.

"A little faster, Charlie," Michaela said. I could feel her relaxing a bit more, and I obliged her, fucking myself into her at a leisurely pace, watching her cheeks recoil against my inner thighs with each thrust. "Fuck. Yeah, like that," she moaned.

"You're doing so well," I whispered.

"Am I a good girl?" she asked. Anna answered first.

"I said you were," she said, faux-annoyed at the question.

"I wanted to hear it from the guy with his fat cock up my ass," Michaela pretended to snap. Anna giggled.

"You're a very good girl," I said. "You're taking my dick so well."

"Am I a buttslut now?" she asked coyly. I laughed.

"Why don't you tell me?" I asked.

"I am. Oh, I'm your pretty little buttslut," she moaned.

"One of them, anyway," Anna said, winking in my direction.

"Fuck, Anna, thank you again for sharing," Michaela said, eyes closed. "Faster, Charlie," she added. I sped up, moving at a decent pace now; her ass was still incredibly tight, but she wasn't actively resisting the invader now.

"Anytime. Fuck, you look so hot getting fucked in the ass," Anna groaned. "Charlie, mmm, you're so fucking sexy," she whispered, frigging herself. "Keep fucking her, I'm so close," she whimpered.

I grabbed Michaela's ass with one hand, holding myself up with the other as I drove into her. Michaela was panting while I fucked her, and her back arched to let me push deeper and make room for her hand to reach under herself and rub her pussy.

"Feel good?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"Mmmhmm," she hummed back. Next to her, Anna reached her point of no return, stiffening as she built up the cresting wave a little more and then let go, letting it wash over her.

"Yesss," she hissed. When she came down, she moved to kiss me, and then fell back down, gently running her hands over her own body.

"I'm getting close," I warned Michaela.

"Wait! I want to try another position!" she yelped. I grinned and pulled out, feeling my impending release fade a bit. Michaela flipped onto her back next to Anna. I lined up and pushed back into her ass, and she moaned, closing her eyes.

"So fucking hot," Anna muttered to the room at large, watching me break in her friend's ass. Michaela looked up at me.

"Still close?" she asked me. I nodded.

"I can hold for a bit, but not too long. Your ass is really tight," I said. She smiled.

"That's a brand new compliment for me," she said. She turned toward my fiancée. "Touch me?" she asked. "I kinda want you both involved. It's my first time," she said, smiling. Anna nodded.

"My pleasure," she said, and curled up against Michaela. Anna pressed her body against Mick's and reached down to rub her friend's slit while I fucked into her ass.

"Oh, god, yes," Michaela whimpered. "That feels amazing," she moaned. Her ass squeezed me, like it was trying to milk me dry, and my body was very inclined to let it. I bit my tongue and held on. "Fuck," Michaela muttered intensely beneath me. I looked away, desperate to hold on.

"Are you going to cum?" Michaela asked breathily. I knew I wasn't going to hold on much longer. I gritted my teeth and nodded.

"Cum for me. I'm close; I'll get there," she declared. I pumped into her a couple more times, flexing every muscle in my groin to hold back the flood, but it was too much. With a growl, I erupted, feeling my balls draining their contents into Michaela's clutching ass.

"Fuck," I grunted. Michaela looked desperately at Anna.

"Don't stop," she said. Anna nodded, and they made eye contact while Anna fingered her, and I continued to pulse cum into her. "Don't stop," she breathed. "Don't, fuck, I'm cumming," she groaned, shaking as her orgasm ripped through her. Anna's fingers continued to dance until Michaela was spent.

"Good girl," Anna whispered to her once more.

"Holy fuck," I said, collapsing onto my side next to Michaela, opposite Anna.

"Wow," Michaela said. "That was hot," she added.

We lay there for a while, all three of us breathing heavily.

"Do you mind if I shower again real quick?" Michaela asked. "I can feel your cum dripping out of my butt," she giggled.

"Go for it," Anna said. "Join her, Charlie, give her some aftercare. She and I can switch halfway so I can get you ready for my turn."

***

The shower started peacefully; I soaped up Michaela, and she returned the favor, offering each other a little bit of appreciation for what we'd just done. I laughed out loud when she asked if I had enjoyed fucking her up the ass, before responding with a definitive yes. She promised that she'd be down for more in the future, but that was enough for one cruise. I thanked her for letting me be her first, and she thanked me for making it perfect. Then she planted a kiss on my cheek and left the shower, swapping Anna in, who held me close and thanked me for being so sweet with her best friend.

"Your best friend?" I'd asked. We knew Michaela considered us hers, but Anna had a long-established friend group back home. She nodded up at me.

"Michaela and I have a lot in common, and we understand each other. I'm really glad we met," she said, smiling as she said it.

"Love you too, Anna," came Michaela's voice. She had a tear in her eye as she snuck back into the shower to hug Anna. After holding her for a long moment, she stepped back, a single tear in her eye. "Sorry, Charlie, this was a hugging moment," she giggled.

"You should be; how dare you two soaking wet goddesses hug naked in front of me?" I asked extra-sarcastically. Both girls smiled, and then Michaela popped out again. Anna pulled me in close and kissed me deeply; my cock, already washed tenderly by Michaela, responded immediately when Anna began to stroke it.

"Hey, Mick?" Anna asked loudly, smiling at me as our gazes met. Michaela stuck her head back in the bathroom.

"Yeah?"

"Can you bring us the lube? We'll leave the door open if you want to watch," she said, lips curling upward as she watched my reaction. I grinned at her.

***

"Fuck me," Anna grunted as I plunged my cock into her tightest passage again. Her cheek was against the shower wall, and we'd turned the showerhead to face the sidewall to avoid washing away the lube. Mist-like spray still filled the small space and made Anna's skin shiny and slippery. I gripped her hips tightly and pounded into her ass, and she reached down and teased her own pussy while I fucked her from behind.

"Damn, take that dick, girl," Michaela said with a little bit of awe as she watched us fuck. She'd positioned herself on the closed toilet with her leg up, and her foot on the balance rail meant for rough seas. She was frigging herself, evidently hoping to cum once more while Anna and I rutted like animals in front of her.

"So fucking deep," Anna groaned. She shuddered in front of me, her need building. We'd been at it for a few minutes, and I could already feel my balls boiling again, desperate to empty whatever was left into my fiancée's tight butt.

"You feel so good," I moaned.

"Keep fucking my ass, Charlie," she said desperately, then tensed, on the edge.

"Cum, beautiful," I groaned. She obliged, shaking as her body convulsed under my onslaught.

"Don't stop until you fill me," she said when she finally regained full consciousness, looking back at me lustily.

"Fuck, I'm cumming," Michaela groaned from outside the shower. I pumped into Anna, feeling my release building, my body straining.

"Give me your load, Charlie," Anna begged, and without consulting me, my cock followed her orders, shooting pulse after pulse into her ass. I grunted with satisfaction as my body emptied itself into her. Anna arched her back and twisted to kiss me even as the last waves of my orgasm were still waning.

"I fucking love you, Charlie," she grinned at me.

"I love you, Anna," I whispered. We cleaned each other off in the shower.

"I am exhausted," Michaela declared after a long moment. "Should I stay here tonight?"

"Of course," Anna replied. "Best friends don't make their friends walk home after their fiancé fucks them in the ass. That's just basic girl code; it's like page one of the handbook," she joked.

"Oh, right, I forgot. Here are your towels," Michaela said with a grin, handing us a stack of two. "Thanks again for tonight," she added.

"It was our pleasure," I responded as the three of us made our way, tired and content, to bed.

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