39. Three Way – Conclusion

Sherry and I now had to rejoin the cocktail party as if nothing had just happened. We entered the main salon through the same door we had disappeared through. Vista and the mother hens consoling her were no longer in session in the corner. A few guests were in the main salon, standing in small groups engaged in boring, idle small talk. The rest were on the aft deck.

I didn’t spot Vista right away. It was challenging to spot anyone. Sherry was glued to me, monopolizing my time and attention. She was an expert escort.

We stopped at the bar for fresh drinks. Tanya, surmising what had just transpired, asked “Well, you two love birds. Did you find out what goes on behind closed doors?” Sherry beamed and took Tanya aside, ostensibly filling her in on our sexual adventure.

Scanning the crowd of guests for Vista I barked “Where’s my drink? I’m thirsty.”

Tanya sprang to and began playing bartender again. As she mixed our drinks she filled us in on the events we missed. “When I saw you leave, Vista was still a bit overcome after Bill’s introduction. After you left, Vista quietly disappeared. Bill got word of her situation and followed. They haven’t reappeared since. I sent Kim up to privately inform Bill that his guests were asking where they were.”

Knowing Vista, I figured that she just needed a good hard mouth fuck to bring her back to reality. I was wishing that it was me delivering that “punishment”.

Before Sherry and I could meld back into the party, Bill and Vista reappeared. They had changed into new clothes so I figured that Bill had had his way with her. Sherry was still clutching onto me, pressed against me, acting just like a paid escort would. She was paying rapt attention to me, hanging on my every word and laughing at my lame, dad jokes.

I led Sherry to an outer divan along one wall where we could see both the main salon and the aft deck. Bill and Vista got some glasses of champagne from Tanya and ordered her to prepare champagne for everyone. Since most of the guests were out on the aft deck, they made there way there. Vista was either avoiding me or didn’t notice me sitting with Sherry. There had been no eye contact, yet.

Tanya and Kim circulated with trays of champagne glasses and quietly ushered everyone into the main salon.