Breaking Free [M/M] (closed for garajd)

"Yes, Simon, I am satisfied. I'm sure you know what a fantastic lover Charles is." She didn't say it to hurt his feelings, but to let him know that she was indeed satisfied and there was nothing for him to worry about; when she had a need for male sex, Daddy would provide . . . Charles or one of the group. Simon just needed to be there to hold her and comfort her until she fell asleep. Although their naked bodies would probably come into contact, Alyssa was not looking for sex from him . . . just some cuddling and a kiss now and then.

Alyssa soon drifted off to sleep, satisfied from Charles' wedding night fuck, and Simon's compassionate cuddling afterwards.
 
Simon lay awake a while after she'd gone to sleep. If he'd ever thought about getting married when he was younger, this certainly wasn't the wedding night he'd pictured. He supposed there was some part of him that was sad there'd been no sex for him, but he'd at least gotten the bachelor party of his dreams, and he could let the memory of that satisfy him for a while.

He spent some time wondering what the rest of their life was going to be like, and whether they'd actually stay together. With him being the only one around here who didn't go both ways, maybe she'd tire of him pretty quick. He decided not to worry, and instead to be grateful for what he had. He closed his eyes and eventually fell asleep, still cuddled up next to the wife he would never make love to.
 
Waking up early the next morning, Alyssa took a quick shower, grabbed a robe and walked back into the bedroom, "Time to wake up, Simon. We leave in a couple of hours for the airport."

After her turned over and opened his eyes, she leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Thank you for holding me last night. That meant a lot to me."
 
Simon yawned and then smiled up at her and reached out to touch her damp hair. "You married a gay man, sweetheart - there has to be some benefit to it," he joked. "You look especially cheerful this morning. I might even say you're prettier when you're freshly fucked."

He climbed out of bed and stretched before heading to the bathroom. "My turn for a shower. You can watch if you want, but no grabbing." He glanced back to wink, and then stick his tongue out at her playfully. "Not that I imagine you'd have time for it anyway, with us leaving soon. Girls take forever to get ready to go anywhere, isn't that the stereotype?"
 
"My dear husband, did my Dad or Mom tell you that the cruise we are booked on is a gay and lesbian cruise? I'm sure you will find plenty of dicks to play with while we are sea for a week".

Reaching over and smacking Simon on the ass as he heads to the shower, "Do remember sweetie that we are on a time schedule to leave, so don't take too long in the shower yourself; if you play in the shower too long, I might have to come in and slap your hand."
 
"It's a gay cruise?!" Simon exclaimed, his expression lighting up. There was an extra bounce in his step as he hurried faster to the shower.

"I'll be quick, I promise!"

He showered about as fast as he'd showered in his life, ignoring his morning wood entirely. He got dressed and made sure to pack everything that had come out of his suitcase over the past week.

"Looking forward to meeting some new ladies?" he asked Alyssa with a huge grin.
 
As he comes back in the bedroom while Alyssa is still getting dressed and finishing her packing, "Simon, honestly, are you still hard thinking about all those cocks you might have access to on the cruise?" Alyssa asks with a grin on her face.

"Sweetie, you do need to realize that I just might find a cock or two that I want to fuck on that cruise too . . . along with a few pussies that I intend to play with. We just need to agree that our cabin can be used by either or both of us at anytime, with anyone we choose to bring in there. OK?"
 
"Oh... well.. I suppose," Simon replied, furrowing his brow slightly. "I guess I didn't really expect there'd be many bi guys on a gay cruise."

He shrugged and grinned. "Anything goes, my dear wife - have at it, with anyone you should choose. And I hope you won't be offended if I disappear now and then."

He smirked, not really wanting to say aloud that there were certain things that might just gross him out a little.
 
Alyssa knew that Simon would not be as comfortable as she in mixed company, even if there were no possibility of Simon have to engage in any hetero activity; however, she was fully intent on enjoying the cruise . . . and she would have as much, if not more, fun that her husband. She knew that they would be one of the few married couples (man/woman) on the cruise; most of the couples would be same sex; that wouldn't keep her from finding that occasional cock that still enjoyed a good pussy fuck from time to time.

Gathering their bags, they made their way downstairs where Allen and Marilyn were waiting to drive them to the airport. Allen took Simon down to his office for one last 'chat' before they left.

"Just make sure my little girl has a good time; after all she is your wife and you have to make sure she is happy, otherwise, you will be an unhappy man. And nobody is going to want their cock sucked by an unhappy man."
 
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