Incest/Taboo Reconnecting

Mike had been taken completely by surprise by the phone call he received nearly nine months earlier. He answered the phone that day to hear sobbing on the other end of the line. "Mom?" he asked concerned, "Are you OK?"

"Tom left," she gasped in between her sobs.

"Dad left?" Mike asked still trying to figure out what was happening. "What do you mean?"

After several more minutes Mike succeeded in getting his mom calmed down enough to talk clearly. She told him about how his dad had left her that morning saying that he wasn't in love with her anymore and he needed to move on. He then packed up a few suitcases with his clothes and left. He didn't say where he was going.

Mike and his mom talked for a while longer and tried to come to grips with what had happened. Still, when he hung up the phone Mike couldn't quite believe what his mom had said. He had always assumed that his parents would stay married forever and never suspected anything like this would happen.

It was true that Mike hadn't seen a whole lot of his parents lately. At 24 years old his budding career had taken him to the other side of the country from where he grew up. His job, his friends, and his girlfriend kept him busy enough that he had only seen his parents about once a year around the holidays for the past three years. Straight out of high school he had received a full scholarship to play baseball at a college down south, so he hadn't seen them as often as some of his friends saw their parents during college. Over the summers when his friends would go home to visit he stayed on campus and worked on his conditioning or other skills. His dream had been to catch on with a pro team after college but an injury at the end of his senior season prevented that dream from becoming a reality. His parents had always encouraged him to stay at school and chase his pro dream.

All through college and in the years since he talked to his parents often on the phone and regularly traded e-mails with them, but none of that gave him the slightest indication that there were any troubles between them. He talked to his mom often during the weeks right after the initial phone call. It turned out that she suspected something was wrong but never had any concrete proof. She never dreamed that he would just up and leave.

She and Mike talked to many of her husband's friends and co-workers and tried to piece together what had happened. As best they could determine he had been having an affair with his secretary for the past few months and those two had left town together the same afternoon he broke the news to Mike's mom. He finally got in touch with Mike and told Mike that he had taken a new job and was going to start the process of officially getting divorced from his mom.

The divorce proceedings were short and turned out well for Mike's mom. Tom, Mike's dad, was a well paid executive at his company and apparently had been transferred to a new office within the same company with a big raise. For whatever reason he agreed to a settlement that was very generous to Mike's mom. She was able to keep their house and only needed to pick up a half time job to make ends meet.

Mike had wanted to fly out and be with his mom but she told him that she was fine and that their near daily phone calls were of great help to her. They talked often and slowly Mike noticed his mom's sense of humor and happy disposition returning. He felt like he knew her far better now than he ever had before and figured that if anything positive would come out of his parent's split that was probably it.

As Mike and his mom talked one night she told him about a call she had received from a travel agent a few days earlier. It seemed that Tom had made a reservation for two on a cruise in about a month. "I called the cruise lines and the travel agent to try and see about getting the money back," she said, "but they said that there were no refunds. It looks like I've either got to use the tickets and go on the cruise or waste the money."

"Do you have any friends that you could ask?" Mike asked.

"Well," she answered, "you'll probably think this is silly but I was wondering if you might want to go. Before you say no, I know that you have a girlfriend and a busy job and all that, but I just feel like we have really been able to reconnect over the past few months. You have been so helpful in talking to me and getting me through the hard times that I would like this to be a way I can thank you for everything."

Mike thought for a second and then said, "Sure, that sounds fun."

"Are you sure that Cindy won't mind?" his mom asked of his girlfriend.

"She'll be fine," Mike said, "besides, she has been giving me a hard time for not already having come out and visited you."

"Good woman," his mom answered with a laugh.

Mike got the dates and some of the other information for the cruise before he hung up. The next day he requested the time off from work and was told that it would be no problem. He didn't often take days off so he had lots of vacation time to use. Cindy was absolutely fine with him going and he was able to get his plane tickets without any problems. He would have to fly back across the country to meet up with the cruise.

As the cruise grew closer he and his mom began excitedly talking more and more about it. It was a relatively short cruise at five days and four nights, but it would be stopping at some nice locations and neither of them had ever been on a cruise before so they were both looking forward to it.

Just less than two weeks before the trip his mom called and said, "I think there might be a problem with the cruise."

"What's up?" Mike asked.

"Well," she answered with a slight hesitation, "I got a big information packet in the mail yesterday and it turns out that this is a special cruise." She spoke slowly as if she was searching for the right words to use.

"What do you mean a special cruise? Is it like one of those Disney cruises or trips where there are a bunch of retired athletes?" Mike joked.

"Umm, not exactly," she said, "it's a couple's cruise."

"A couple's cruise? What does that mean?" Mike asked.

She explained to him everything she had read in the packet and all that she had learned in the several phone calls she had made since receiving the packet in the mail. The cruise was designed for couples only, so no single tickets and no one under the age of 21 was allowed. Each day there were going to be lots of activities and classes offered that included ones with the titles of "How to Strip for Your Partner", "An Introduction to Swinging", and "The Art of Sensual Massage".

"You mean dad planned this kind of trip and didn't say anything to you?" Mike asked.

"I guess it was either going to be a surprise or," she paused for a moment before continuing, "he wasn't planning on taking me on the trip."

A short silence followed that she finally broke by asking him what he thought they should do. "Clearly this isn't going to be a cruise for mothers and sons," she said. She started talking about Mike getting a refund on his plane tickets and canceling the whole trip.

"Hold on," Mike interrupted. He then suggested that maybe they could still go. She initially protested at the very idea but Mike asked her to just hear him out. "So it is a couple's cruise," he reasoned, "that doesn't mean that we would have to do any of the classes or that sort of stuff. We could just go on the cruise and do our own thing on the ship. Why would it matter if we relaxed by the pool of a couple's cruise or a regular cruise? I wasn't expecting to do a lot of organized activities anyway, so I don't think we would be missing out on much."

"I guess..." she answered uncertainly.

They talked more and eventually she agreed with Mike that they could probably have just as good a time on this cruise as on any other sort of cruise. She said over and over that it would just feel weird to know that it was that type of trip. Mike finally agreed with her that it would be a little odd, but he reminded her that nobody on the boat would know that they weren't a couple.

"Won't people think our mismatched ages are strange?" she asked.

"No way," Mike said, "as long as we don't act odd about it nobody will even blink an eye."

They finally agreed to go ahead with the trip, but Mike did have to admit to himself that the idea of going on what could turn out to be a swinger's cruise with his mom was pretty bizarre. He kept reassuring himself that it would be fine and eventually began to get more comfortable with the idea.

"I think we might have one more problem," his mom said as they talked again about a week before the trip. "I called the cruise line to try and get a room with two beds but they said that they don't have any on this trip. All of the rooms are set up for couples."

"What about roll away beds or cots?" Mike asked.

"They said that there would probably be a few on the boat but that we would need to request that when we boarded. They said there wasn't any way to request them at this point," she said.

They talked for a bit more and Mike assured her that everything would be fine. "I spent many a weekend in college sleeping on the floor of a hotel during road trips," he said truthfully. "There were times when we had 8 guys in rooms designed for 2 so I have no problem grabbing a blanket and sleeping on the floor."

"OK," she agreed, "but lets make sure to request a cot when we board so you don't have to be on the floor."

The rest of the time before the cruise passed quickly. Cindy gave Mike a ride to the airport and gave him a big kiss before he got out of the car. "I'll miss you," she whispered in a sexy tone that she knew drove Mike crazy. He had asked her before why she always used it when he was on his way out of town for a trip. She had replied that she wanted to make sure she was on his mind the whole time he was gone so she wanted to leave him looking forward to coming home. Mike kissed Cindy again and then walked into the airport.

The cruise started very early in the morning so Mike had scheduled a red eye flight. His mom's trip was much shorter so she was catching an early morning flight to the departure city. She would arrive about 30 minutes after Mike and they had planned to meet in the luggage claim area. The cruise company would take their luggage directly off the belts, but this would give them somewhere to meet and they could hop on the bus to the ship right away.

As his plane landed Mike adjusted his watch to just after 7AM local time. He bought a magazine and walked to the luggage area before finding a bench and sitting down to wait for his mom. About 45 minutes later he sat completely engrossed in his reading when he heard his mom's voice say, "Hey stranger."

He looked up and said, "Mom!?" The woman who stood before him now looked very different from the mom he remembered from previous visits.

"You like?" she said with a smile as she twirled around before him.

"You look great," Mike said. The first thing he noticed was that since he had last seen her she had changed her hairstyle. Before her hair had always been long and straight and a plain brown sort of color. Now it was cut short enough that it just barely touched her shoulders. It also had curls to it that had never been there before, and her hair was bleached a slight reddish tone that really looked good on her.

In addition to the hairstyle change, she had lost some weight and looked much fitter than Mike remembered. As they sat on the bus to the cruise ship she explained that after Tom left she had decided to make some changes to herself. "It was time to start fresh," she said. She joined the local gym and worked about nearly every day now. She had lost a bunch of weight and generally said she was feeling much better about herself than she had in a long time.

The final touch was that she had finally lost the thick glasses that she had always worn when he was growing up. Her frames were always a little out of date but she always insisted that they were comfortable. When he asked her about the change she said that she finally decided that it was time to update her look and got some contacts.

She had gotten pregnant with Mike very young and had him when she was only 19. Now, at 43 years old she said that she felt like she had the body and energy of a 30 year old. Mike had to agree and complimented her repeatedly on her new self.

Mike was proud of her for coming out of the divorce so well. She had never been too far out of shape, but her new dedication to fitness, her new hairstyle, and her new contacts left her looking great. Her shirt hugged her new frame closely and beautifully showed off her tits. They were just a little larger than average for her 5'7" frame and didn't appear to have been affected at all by her being 43. To finish off her outfit she wore a tight pair of jeans that hugged her ass. Mike noticed the bus driver staring at her ass as she had climbed on the bus back at the airport.

They pulled up to the dock next to the huge ship and everyone climbed out. As the driver took her hand and helped her off the bus Mike again noticed him staring except this time he stared at her tits. Once off the bus they were told to follow the ropes over the check in area at the bottom of the ramp that lead up to the ship. On the walk to the check in area she leaned over to Mike and softly said, "We should be careful about saying mom or son from now on. I don't want people to think we are weird."

Mike nodded and was glad that she had thought of that. It probably would have been really embarrassing to call her 'mom' while on this type of cruise. When they got to the check in table his mom stepped up and said, "Wendy Rogers."

The women behind the check in desk were heavily made up and their tops were cut low to display their ample cleavage. One of them looked up and replied in an overly excited tone, "Welcome aboard Wendy! Here is your welcome packet that has the activity schedule and all the other information you will need for the cruise. Your cabin is number 417 and here is a map showing you how to find it. If your luggage isn't there already it will be delivered to your cabin in the next hour or so. Any questions?"

The whole speech had been delivered so quickly that Mike was still trying to make sure he understood everything. "Just one thing," Wendy asked, "would it be possible to get a cot or a roll away bed in our cabin?"

The woman behind the desk just laughed as if Wendy had made a great joke and said, "Oh, there isn't any need for that on this cruise." She then gave Wendy and Mike a knowing wink and added, "I think you two will be just fine without one."

Wendy and Mike turned to walk up the ramp to the ship when the lady behind the check in desk called out, "Oh, Wendy! It looks like you are pre registered for one of our special private massage sessions." Wendy and Mike walked back to the table as the woman continued, "You'll love that. We have a whole team of massage specialists on board. Let's see, you have the deluxe package so they will come right to your cabin and give you each a private massage. By the time they get done you won't have a care left in the world! Here is a card showing you when that has been scheduled and a number you can call on board if you have any other questions. Have a great cruise!"

In an instant her attention turned to the next couple in line and she had already launched into the same overly enthusiastic welcoming speech. With a shrug Wendy looked at Mike and said, "Shall we Mike?"

He smiled and said, "Sure thing Wendy."

They walked up the ramp and found their cabin without any problems. Their luggage had already been delivered and sat next to the small closet. The cabin was pretty small and was dominated by a single bed in the center. A small desk sat against one wall and a tiny dresser against another. A doorway led to a small bathroom that had a stand up shower, toilet, and sink.

They sat on the bed and began to look through the information in the welcome packet. "It looks like our massage is tomorrow night at 8PM," Wendy said. "I guess I should call and cancel that," she said reaching for the phone.

"I think it will be fine," Mike said. "The woman said that a masseuse would come here and do it. If it makes you uncomfortable I can leave while you get a private massage. Besides, it is already paid for so you might as well do it."

The ship pushed off from shore a few hours later and Wendy and Mike began exploring the ship they would call home for the next few days. It seemed like everywhere they looked there were either things to do like swimming pools, climbing walls, gyms, and loads of other activities or there were restaurants or lounges offering great looking food and drinks. The rest of the passengers they saw were couples of all different shapes, sizes, and ages who also seemed to be excitedly exploring the ship. None of them seemed to even look twice at Mike and Wendy as they walked around.

They decided to change into their bathing suits and claim a couple of the comfortable looking chairs by the pool so they made their way back to the cabin to change. Mike changed first in the small bathroom and then sat on the bed waiting for his mom to change into her suit. She emerged wearing a thin white robe and a pair of sandals. They walked to the pool and found a couple of chairs in the sun. "Something to drink?" Mike asked. He took her order and walked over to the poolside bar.

From across the pool he saw Wendy begin to arrange a towel on the chair before she sat down. He let his eyes wander across the other people sitting around the pool and noticed a few really hot women already lounging in skimpy suits. He ordered the drinks and began to walk back to his chair when he looked up and saw his mom applying her sunscreen. She had on a two piece suit that wasn't overly revealing for a bikini, but it was certainly more revealing than anything he had ever seen her wear.

She smeared the sunscreen all over her exposed skin and Mike quickly noticed her new level of fitness. She no longer had the extra weight on her stomach and sides that he remembered and she looked fabulous for a 35 year old, let alone a 43 year old. He sat down next to her and applied his own sunscreen. For most of the rest of the day they either lounged in their chairs or they swam in the warm water of the pool. "The perfect start to a vacation," Mike thought to himself.

By watching some of the couples together Mike could tell that this was a couple's cruise. Most of the couples sat close together and spoke softly to each other as they held each other's hands or arms. Several of them took their time massaging lots of sunscreen into each other at regular intervals. Mike found the whole scene to be rather sexy and exciting. He was particularly excited by one couple he noticed sitting discreetly in a corner of the pool deck. The thing that made this couple stand out was that it was two women. Neither was a total knockout but neither was unattractive. Like most guys, Mike found the idea of two women together very exciting and he watched the two women out of the corner of his eye most of the day. He paid particular attention when they began to apply sunscreen to each other and had to shift a couple of times to allow his growing cock some room in his suit.

Despite the fact that this was a couple's cruise Mike noticed lots of flirting between members of different couples. Two couples in particular seemed to really have taken to each other and all four of them shamelessly flirted with each other in and out of the pool. Mike remembered the course his mom had mentioned about swinging and wondered how many couples on the cruise would be swapping partners and trying new combinations.

As the afternoon turned to evening they decided to return to their cabin and get changed for dinner. Wendy showered first and emerged wearing one of the thick, terry cloth robes the ship had provided. Mike took his turn in the shower and came out to find Wendy dressed in a nicely fitting pair of black dress pants and a pink top. The top hugged Wendy very attractively and had a v-neck that plunged down to her cleavage. It wasn't an overly revealing outfit but it definitely flattered her new look. Mike whistled at her and said that any man would be lucky to be with her.

They shortly left their cabin and walked to one of the restaurants. All through the lengthy meal they chatted and continued their process of reconnecting with each other. When they finally finished dinner they walked to one of the bars and found a table for two off to one side. In their welcome packet there had been coupons for a bunch of free drinks good at any of the bars on the first night of the cruise. Clearly the cruise organizers thought that a few drinks would help loosen up the passengers if any still had reservations about being on this trip.

Judging from the general rowdiness of the crowd Mike realized that the organizers either had nothing to worry about or their plan with the free drinks had worked perfectly. The bar was crowded with happy, partying people and the dance floor was constantly packed as the music pumped through the speakers.

As Wendy and Mike chatted over their second round of drinks a man approached the table and asked Wendy if she would like to dance. Wendy politely declined the invitation and, after the man had left the table, she said to Mike that she was surprised at how bold the guy was knowing this was a couple's cruise. "After all," she concluded, "doesn't he have a wife with him on the trip?"

Mike quickly scanned the room and found the man standing at a table talking to another woman. The man was leaning down and talking in her ear and motioned his head over to where Wendy and Mike were sitting. When he finished talking the woman shrugged and then they kissed before taking each other's hands and leaving the bar together.

Mike pointed this out to Wendy and reminded her about the seminars they had seen listed for swinging. "Maybe his wife knew or even encouraged him," Mike said. He was surprised to be having this type of discussion with his mom, but he had starting feeling very comfortable with her throughout the day as they really got to talk and get to know the people they each had become. Besides, the few drinks he had already consumed didn't hurt either.

Wendy blushed at Mike's suggestion and quickly changed the subject. They talked and drank several more rounds. During the course of the night two other men asked Wendy to dance but she politely refused both offers. Mike knew that his mom loved to dance and he also knew that his dad had never been a big dancer. Eventually Mike asked if she wanted to dance with him. "Thanks for the offer," she said, "and I will probably take you up on that some other night. Tonight, however, I would just like to sit and relax if that is OK with you."

They talked more and ordered another round of drinks. There was a question that Mike had been wondering about but he didn't know exactly how to raise the subject or if it was being too nosey. Finally, he decided that he had to know. "Wendy," he started as he leaned over the table toward her and spoke softly enough so that nobody else would be able to hear, "I've seen how some of the other men have been looking at you today and you've already had several guys want to dance with you. I'm sure that today isn't an isolated thing what with your new look." He paused before continuing, "Have you been dating at all since..." His voice trailed off because he didn't want to say the words "since dad left you" out loud thinking that might ruin the night for her.

Wendy smiled and laughed a little at this question. Her slurred speech gave away how drunk she had become even though her actions still looked quite normal. "No," she replied. "I just haven't felt that the time was right for that sort of thing yet. I don't know, after what happened maybe I just can't stand the idea of getting into a situation where someone might hurt me again."

There was a brief pause in the conversation before Wendy continued speaking and addressed the question that had run through Mike's mind. "It has been pretty lonely sometimes and there has been more than one occasion where I really wished I had a man around." Mike was a little surprised to hear his mom talking about this so openly. There was definitely something in her tone that led Mike to think that at least part of her comments involved missing men sexually. He never remembered her being so candid about these types of things before, but then he reminded himself that he was still in high school when he last had been at home for a long period of time.

"Surely you have had opportunities," Mike said, "heck, even tonight you have had three different guys ask you to dance."

Wendy answered, "Yes, there have been a couple of guys. One from work and one I met at the gym, and I suspect that they both have those sort of intentions." She then paused and giggled some as she obviously thought of something amusing.

Mike waited for her to share the thought with him and when she initially didn't he said, "Come on now, no keeping secrets. What's so funny?"

Wendy blushed and said, "I can't believe I am admitting this, but there has even been a woman who asked me out a few weeks ago."

"Really?" Mike said.

"I met her at the gym and we have worked out together a few times," Wendy continued. "One day after working out we stopped to get a smoothie and she asked me out."

"So," Mike was now curious and wanted to know more, "what did you say?"

Wendy explained that she had said that she wasn't necessarily interested in that sort of relationship and that the other woman had been very accepting. They still worked out together periodically and it hadn't seemed to change their friendship.

A question popped into Mike's head and through a combination of alcohol and an oversexed mind it popped out of his mouth before he could censure himself. "Have you ever thought about being with another woman?"

As soon as the question escaped his lips he wished he could take it back. Had he really just asked his mom if she wanted to fuck another woman? Unfortunately, yes. He half expected her to get mad at him for being so nosey and inappropriate. Perhaps her own drunken state dulled what would have been her normal reaction, but she still jumped a little at his question and looked him straight in the eyes looking a little taken aback at the question.

"That seems a little personal," she started. Mike opened his mouth and was about to start apologizing over and over, but before he could say anything his mom continued. "But, yes, I have thought about it. In fact, back in my wilder days right before I met your father I did a little experimenting."

That statement hung in the air for a few seconds as it registered with Mike what she had just said. He was unsure how to react. His normal reaction was to be excited at the idea of her "experimenting" with other women just as he would if a date had admitted it to him. However, as soon as the initial wave of excitement passed through him he quickly realized that this was his mother and that he wasn't supposed to be getting excited by her sexually in any way, shape, or form. He sat with his mind spinning with conflicting thoughts and feelings unsure of what to say.

Fortunately, Wendy changed the subject and they continued talking for a while longer. Finally, the effects of the drinks and Mike's long travels just to get to the cruise hit him pretty hard and he said he was going to go back to the cabin and go to sleep. Wendy agreed that she was ready for bed and they slowly walked back to their cabin.

Mike went into the bathroom and changed into a loose set of hospital scrubs to sleep in. As Wendy took her turn in the bathroom Mike grabbed a pillow and some covers and tried to make himself comfortable on the floor. In truth, it had been about 4 years since his last big college road trip where he slept on the hotel floor and he wasn't really looking forward to five nights on a hard floor. However, he figured it was a small price to pay for getting to do the cruise.

He was trying to get comfortable when Wendy came out of the bathroom and stopped to look down at him. She smiled and said, "No self respecting mother would let her son sleep on the floor like that when there is a bed in the room." Mike looked up at her and she added, "Look, we are both adults and I think we are perfectly capable of sharing a bed."

Mike started to protest and say he was fine on the floor but she interrupted him saying, "Don't even tell me you are fine down there. You look completely uncomfortable and I won't have you down there while I am up here."

She crawled into bed as Mike got up and put the pillow and covers back on the bed. There was definitely room for two in the bed, but just barely. Mike had a king size bed back at his place so his perspective was a little skewed, but he guessed this bed was a little smaller than a queen size. He was able to lie next to her fairly comfortably but they did have to rub against each other to keep from hanging over the edges. They finally ended up on their sides with their backs facing each other. Mike could feel her ass pressing against his as he finally drifted off to a deep sleep.

Mike couldn't remember a time when he had slept so soundly. As the light came in through the small window that looked outside he started to stir. As he very slowly began to wake up he felt his girlfriend Cindy wrapped in his arms in front of him in the spoon position with her ass pressed into his crotch. As usually happened when he woke up his cock was nearly fully hard and it pressed tightly into her ass. Almost out of habit he snuggled tightly against her and pressed his hard cock tightly against her.

It took him a few moments to remember where he was when his mind began to register that he was in an unfamiliar room. It then hit him like a shot that it wasn't his girlfriend in his arms but his mom. Clearly, at some point in time during the night he had fallen back into his more familiar sleeping patterns from when he and Cindy spent the night together. When the realization of his current position hit him his eyes flew open and he wanted to jump back from her. At this point she still seemed to be sleeping and he worried that if he made any sudden movements that she might wake up and catch him in this embarrassing position. He decided that his best bet was to try and slowly roll away from her and hope that she stayed asleep.

He slowly lifted his arm from around her stomach and rolled onto his back. Almost the second that his cock moved away from her ass she rustled slightly and said, "Good morning." Mike lay flat on his back mortified that she had been awake and had felt him pressing up against her. He held his breath for a few moments half expecting her to say something about it but she never did.

Instead, she began to stir and make casual small talk with Mike asking how he slept. She finally asked if he wanted the shower first and he gladly agreed as this gave him a chance to get out of bed with her. He walked quickly to the bathroom with the remains of his morning hard on still poking into the front of his pants. He moved quickly and tried to keep turned away from her so she wouldn't notice.

As he shaved and brushed his teeth he played the morning's events over and over and wished that somehow he could go back and redo the whole thing. He was totally embarrassed by what had happened and tried to convince himself that she must have been asleep the whole time and just woke up when he rolled over.

In the shower he began to doubt that she had been asleep. She had said good morning so soon after he moved that she must have been awake already. Still, she hadn't said anything so maybe she somehow hadn't noticed his hard cock shoved tightly up against her ass. Then a thought occurred to him that made him freeze in the shower. What if she had been awake and knew what had happened but just chose not to say anything? Surely she wouldn't have said anything just to protect his feelings, he reasoned. That was still pretty bad because she would have known, but at least she didn't feel the need to raise the embarrassing subject with him. Then another idea crossed his mind. Maybe she didn't say anything because she liked it.

For just a split second Mike let the idea that his mom liked feeling his hard cock on her ass roll around in his mind. The idea seemed dirty and forbidden and somehow a little exciting all at the same time. However, almost as soon as the idea formed he pushed it away telling himself he must be some kind of pervert to have those kinds of thoughts. Certainly she either had been asleep or she was just being nice and sparing his feelings. In either case, he was glad that he wouldn't have to admit to her out loud what had happened.

He finally finished showering and quickly got dressed before stepping back into the bedroom. "I thought you were never coming out," Wendy teased. She was sitting up in bed reading a magazine. She was wearing the more familiar think glasses that Mike remembered from before. She stood and collected her clothes before going in the bathroom to start her shower. As she walked around Mike tried, but he couldn't stop himself from glimpsing at her body in her satin pajamas. Her tits swayed slightly as she moved and the last thing Mike saw before she disappeared behind the closed door was her ass covered with the shiny fabric. The sight caused a reaction in Mike that he never expected to be generated by his mom.

Fortunately, Wendy took a long shower and Mike was able to regain his composure. He briefly considered jerking off to relieve his pent up energy, but the only thing worse than what happened this morning would be for her to catch him jerking off. He decided to wait and just concentrated on calming himself down.

She emerged dressed in sandals, shorts, and a tight tee shirt with a sheer loose fitting top worn unbuttoned over the tee shirt. They went out and ate a late breakfast before walking around and exploring the rest of the huge ship. For a while they sat near the rail of the ship and looked out at the open blue ocean under the hot sun.

"I don't know about you, but I could use a little workout to clear some of the cobwebs from last night and get myself feeling a little more normal. You want to come along?" Wendy asked.

Honestly, the idea of working out on a vacation didn't really appeal to Mike. He did work out regularly at home and kept himself only a few pounds over his playing weight for baseball in college. Usually on vacations he let himself stop worrying about working out, but clearly Wendy's newfound commitment to fitness was working for her and was important to her. "Sure," he said, "what the heck?"

They made their way back to their cabin and changed into some workout clothes before going to the huge fitness center. Not surprisingly, it was nearly empty as Mike figured that most people would want to find better things to do than exercise. Wendy asked if Mike wanted to join her in her usual routine, but he declined and went to one of the treadmills to take a light jog. He watched her move from station to station and use the various weight equipment. In some ways it was hard to believe that this confident, fit woman was the same person as the mother he had during high school. Her last stop was the treadmill next to Mike and by the time she finally finished her tee shirt was drenched in sweat and her hair was matted to her forehead. Mike, too, had worked up a pretty good sweat but nothing quite like hers.

Back in the cabin they each took a shower before getting into their bathing suits and going out to the pool. They ordered a little bit of food from the poolside snack bar and settled in to spend the rest of the afternoon relaxing in the sun or in the pool. A short while later another couple came over and sat down in the two chairs next to Mike and Wendy. Not long afterward the woman from the other couple struck up a conversation.

She introduced herself as Alice and her husband as Bob. They seemed to be pretty nice and Wendy and Mike both chatted with them off and on for a while. At one point Alice said that she had seen Wendy and Mike the previous night and had wanted to talk with them because they seemed to be the same sort of couple as she and Bob. At that point she said that she was 40 and Bob was 28. She said she thought it might be fun to talk to another couple with a similar age profile.

"How long have you two been together?" Alice asked.

"Well," Wendy answered, "quite a few years actually."

"Ohhh, so you caught him young," Alice laughed, "good for you." Wendy didn't say anything but seemed to almost blush a little.

They chatted a while longer and then Alice asked, "Have you ever been on one of these cruises before?" Wendy and Mike both shook their heads. "No? Oh well they are just amazing. Bob and I first went 2 years ago and we swore we would make it an annual trip." Alice paused a moment before continuing, "I don't know how your trip has been going so far but something about being on a boat away from all the usual cares and worries does wonders for our sex. On our first trip I don't think we ever left bed other than to eat and it was the best sex I'd ever had. Since then we've starting going to the classes and have learned some things that have really kept our sex hot. I hope I'm not being to nosey," she said in a slightly quieter tone, "but have you two found the same thing?"

Mike was a little taken aback by the question but finally he answered, "Oh yes. Definitely." He really hoped that agreeing with Alice would make her back off or leave but it just seemed to urge her on.

"Great," Alice said clearly excited by his answer. She then turned to Wendy and looked at her like they shared a little secret and softly said, "Isn't it just the best about having a younger lover? Men my own age just can't keep up with me but Bob can go over and over and just do it all night. I hope Mike here has been giving you all you can handle."

Wendy was now blushing very obviously and seemed to be searching for something to say. Alice continued, "Oh, don't be shy now. After all, we are all here on this cruise for the same reason right? If you come on this trip and your sex life doesn't get charged up there must be something wrong." She paused a moment and then stood up along with Bob. "We've got an appointment so we need to run." She then leaned down to Mike and whispered, "You take care of her on this trip. If you two want to try anything a little wild on this cruise please call us. We're in cabin 198. I guarantee it would be worth your while."

As Alice and Bob made their way away from the pool Mike sat with his mouth hanging open after what Alice said. In all his wild experiences in college he had never had anyone so openly invite him to join them for "something wild". Hell, they were complete strangers. After they had left the pool area Mike and Wendy sat in silence for a few minutes before Wendy finally spoke up. "Based on your reaction I'm guessing our new friend Alice didn't just whisper goodbye in your ear."

"Not quite," Mike answered with a laugh.

"Well, are you going to share what she said?" Wendy asked.

"Ummm, well," Mike started not sure of what to say. "Well, she told me their cabin number and basically said that they would be interested in getting together with us later." Mike decided that was an appropriate summation without getting too specific.

Wendy looked skeptical for a moment but she let the subject drop. They lounged by the pool for a while longer before deciding to get dressed and grab some dinner. They wanted to eat early as Wendy said she wouldn't mind having a couple of drinks to get ready for the massage appointment later.

Dinner was wonderful with tons of delicious food and great conversation. After dinner they settled in at a lounge and finished a few rounds of drinks before they realized they'd better head back to their cabin as it was almost time for their massage appointment. Mike went back to the cabin to grab a jacket as the night had started to grow cold. He still planned on leaving the room and letting his mom get a private massage, but he wasn't too interested in hanging out at a bar by himself. There weren't any single people to hang out with and, although on some level the idea of finding a willing couple like Alice and Bob for some group fun sounding appealing, he knew that being with his mom and having Cindy back at home meant that he probably shouldn't explore those options.​