Thursday, November 29, 2018

Maria's Cruise

So I'm sitting here at home going bonkers. Maria is on Day #4 of her cruise. She's on a cruise by herself. A party boat for lack of a better word. Her goal was to goal and find a nice lady or guy or couple to play with while I stayed at home and wondered what's going on. I haven't heard from her in two days. I have no idea what she's been up to. It's the early evening on Thursday. She'll be back in Miami tomorrow morning so I'll get some texts from her letting me know what happened. In the meantime I sit here and wonder.

The problem is that I'm worried she's going to text me that nothing happened. That she wasn't able to connect with anyone. It is a vanilla cruise. The first few days didn't go as she hoped.

It started when she landed in Miami on Saturday. Because of the weather here in Chicago she went out a day early. It was a good decision. If she had waited until Sunday she might not have made it. She was thinking of going out to one of the swinger clubs on Saturday night but she got a migraine. So she went to bed early.

I had put up a Hot Date ad on SLS for Sunday and I had gotten a fair amount of responses. She had decided on a guy and had a date set up for Sunday night. She was going to meet him at a restaurant around the corner from the hotel and then go back to her room and play with him while she phoned me so I could listen. 

I was super excited on Sunday. We had set up a 3 way chat in KiK but I had tried to pretty much be a fly on the wall. I loved seeing the messages that Maria and he sent back and forth. I noticed that we hadn't heard much from him on Sunday. About an hour before they were supposed to meet he sent a message. "Sorry. Can't make it. I'm in ICE and I got an emergency call to go to the border in Tijuana." We were like, WTF.

Maria was nice to him but I was sort of pissed and didn't say anything. Later I sent Maria a text. "If you had met him at dinner and he told you he worked for ICE would you have fucked him?" Maria wasn't sure. In a weird way we think we dodged a bullet. The problem was that it was already late by the time he cancelled. I sent messages to a few more of the guys who were interested in meeting but it was too late. I got a message from one of them later that night when Maria was about to go to bed. The other guy wrote back the next morning. Too late. 

The next day we saw in the news that ICE tear gassed women and children at the border. Damn...

So Maria got on the boat on Monday. I knew that the first stop was Freeport in the Bahamas and the next stop was Nassau. Both mornings she would be able to text me and let me know what had happened the night before. Then there would be a stretch of a couple of days when she would be out at sea. Off the grid. Then she would dock back in Miami on Friday. 

Before she left we talked about things. I told her I thought a good idea would be for her to do a voice diary at the end of each day. Open up the voice recorder on her phone and tell me everything that happened that day. From the mundane to the super sexy. She thought that was a great idea. I was really looking forward to hearing her stories from each day. 

On Tuesday morning I got some texts from her. She was disappointed because nothing had happened the night before. But... she had a really good prospect. A very handsome younger african american guy. He seemed really nice and loved her breasts. He had been up the night before really late so she thinks he might have crashed early? She talked to him before dinner. Couldn't find him after dinner. But she knew he was going to play in a Black Jack tourney the next day so she was planning on meeting him again that night. She also told me that she did her voice recording diary for the day. She hoped I would enjoy it. 

Wow. I was super excited. I was bouncing off the walls all Tuesday night wondering what was going on? The Black Jack tourney started at 6. I wondered how long it would last? When would they meet? Would they go back to her room or his room? I just assumed it was on.

I got a text on Wednesday morning however that said, "Nothing happened. I think he was very friendly and possibly gay but that was it." Crap. She was a little disappointed. She went out and roamed around Nassau for most of the day. She got back on the ship around 3pm. She texted me that she thought she would go ahead and hang out at the bar and see what happened. I haven't heard from her since. 

I sent her a few texts tonight. I told her that first of all I've been going crazy since she last texted me. I've been wondering what she's been up to since she went to the bar that afternoon. She's had two more days to get into trouble. Did she hook up or not? I told her that the funny thing is for me at least the cruise has fulfilled it's purpose. It's driven me completely insane. I've been thinking about her every second of every day since she left Chicago. I really hope it wasn't frustrating for her though. 

I'll find out more tomorrow morning when she gets back to Miami. I don't know how well I'll be able to sleep tonight! I also can't wait to listen to her voice diaries. I hope the story ends well.