These events took place around 15 years ago.

My wife and I joined the cruise in Barbados for two weeks cruising around the Caribbean islands. It was nice to get away from the English winter in January, and the ship and facilities were very good.

Each morning we arrived at a new port of call, and spent the days touring an island. We are not night owls and the evening shows, casino and bars were not for us, so we just enjoyed relaxed dinners and chilled out – using the ship as a hotel.

It was a large cruise ship and was fairly full, with a mix of older people like ourselves (we are in our fifties), younger couples and singles, and a few families.

It was not until the third evening, while we were having dinner that I noticed a couple of ladies about our age seated across the restaurant. One of these ladies had caught my eye because she reminded me of a woman with whom I had an office affair some 15 years ago. The likeness was startling, could it be Carol? I had not seen her for almost 13 years and so I was not sure, and needed to find out. I took a slight detour to fetch dessert from the counter (the restaurants were self-service) which allowed me to pass by the table at which these ladies were sitting. They didn’t notice me as I passed by, but I recognised Carol as I got closer, confirmed by her voice – I vividly recalled her urging me to fuck her in my office after the rest of our colleagues had gone for the night. This was the voice I now heard as I slowly glided by their table.

The realisation that Carol was here awoke horny memories, and I completely forgot what my wife has asked me to fetch for her dessert, so had to return to our table to ask.

The rest of the meal was a bit of a blur for me, and we returned to our cabin for a nightcap followed by the traditional stroll around the deck before retiring for the night.

My wife and I have separate bedrooms at home as I am a snorer, and in any case we had ceased to have sex some years before. We had chosen a twin bedded cabin, and she took sleeping pills and used earplugs to overcome the noise from my snoring.

Needless to say, my mind was full of sexy thoughts of Carol, and I had difficulty getting off to sleep, so I hatched a plan for the following night.

The next day passed pleasantly at another beautiful island, and I didn’t see Carol at all (which was a relief as I was always accompanied by my wife). After dinner (I chose a different restaurant to minimise the chance of meeting Carol) we had our nightcaps, stroll, and off to bed for a relatively early night. My wife was soon sleeping soundly, having taken her pills, and I was easily able to dress and leave the cabin without disturbing her.

I went to the purser’s office and explained that my friend (I gave Carol’s full name) had dropped an earring and I wished to return it, but couldn’t remember her cabin number. The girl on duty was most obliging, and I soon had the information I needed.

At this point I need to explain that Carol was a passionate woman who loved sex, sucked cock like I had never known before, and was up for most things in the bedroom. Carol was (and is) a good looking woman, 41 at the time of our affair, a tall redhead with a classic hourglass figure, lovely firm breasts (36B to C), long legs, and lovely smooth skin. Our affair had lasted for two years, with sexy sessions at the end of the day in the office (I was lucky to have an office at the end of a corridor, and completely private, although we did take the precaution of locking the door before engaging in some gorgeous fucking). She used to phone her husband to say she was working late, while I had her bent over my desk, her dress up around her waist, her knickers hurriedly discarded on the floor, and my prick up her juicy snatch, her sexy bum bouncing gently against my body; I found this very erotic, and am sure Carol did too. On a few occasions we were fortunate enough to both attend meetings together in Europe, and took the opportunity to spend the night together in hotel rooms unbeknown to our colleagues.

Carol lived within walking distance of the office and a few times we had taken long lunches at her flat, and had sex in her kitchen, living room or bedroom. This was possible as her husband worked some distance away, but on one occasion he was working nearby, so Carol arranged for us to use the flat above as she was looking after this flat for her friend while she was away. We were both naked on the bed in the upstairs flat, me licking her fragrant pussy surrounded by a delicate ginger bush, while she feasted on my bursting cock. Suddenly there was a noise from downstairs, it was Carol’s husband. Carol froze, her lips around my manhood. “It’s Jim,” she whispered. “Don’t make a sound.” We lay there for a few minutes in silence, me slowly fingering her juicy slit, while she lay frozen. Eventually we heard the sound of a door closing and footsteps down the stairs. Carol relaxed, and rolled over. “Come on, we have to get back to the office.” She told me. “Not before I fuck you.” I retorted, and grabbed her bum and thrust my rampant cock into her wet pussy. The encounter had made me really horny, and I soon emptied my seed into her.

So, here I was 15 years later, with a stiff cock, and headed for Carol’s cabin.

I arrived at Carol's cabin, and hesitated before knocking. Was this a good idea? It had been a very long time since our affair.

My cock was stiff at the memory of Carol riding me, she was a good lover; and the absence of a sex life with my wife made this all the more effective in giving me a strong erection.

I tapped the door, gently at first, then a little harder. It was now late in the evening, and maybe Carol and her companion had gone to sleep.

I was just about to give up and walk back down the corridor when the cabin door opened a little. A face appeared round the door - Carol's face, she looked at me "Yes? What do you want?".

"Hello Carol, long time no see." I smiled.

Recognition flashed across her face, and her eyes widened. "Ben, is that you?"

"Yes, it's me. I am sorry to disturb you, but I recognised you in the restaurant, and wanted to say hello, which - because of my wife - it is difficult to do on here." Would she tell me to go?

"You had better come in." she opened the cabin door wide, revealing her to be dressed in a rather lovely nightie, her breasts pushing at the thin material so I could make out her nipples.

I walked into her cabin and expected to see her companion, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is your friend?" I turned to face Carol as she shut the door.

"Oh Jenny is doing here nightly walk/run around the promenade deck, she is a fitness freak."

Carol sat on the bed (I noted one double bed, rather than twin beds), and she tapped her hand to indicate I should sit beside her, so I sat down.

We began to chat, the usual and predictable chat for two people who were once close, but not met for a long time - how are you, and how have you been, what are you doing these days, and so on.

We had parted on good terms, our affair had come to an end because I changed jobs and it became difficult to meet. There was no rancour, at least not on my side; so I told her she was still a very sexy woman, and enquired how she felt about me.

"Well, I did miss you and our love-making for a while, but we cannot live in the past. I still think of you fondly, and hope you feel the same."

"I couldn't have put it better myself, I often think of our time together, and it still excites me." Carol glanced at my lap and her hand moved to my crotch, and before I knew it she was grasping my erection through my flimsy trousers.

"So I see, or rather feel!" A beautiful smile cam across her face, her eyes alight and suddenly we were kissing - tongues alive and playing together.

My hand went to her right breast - proud under her nightie, and felt her nipple firm and erect in my hand.

I broke our kiss, "Won't your friend be back soon?" worried that we could be interrupted at any moment.

"Oh no, Jenny will be another 45 minutes, plenty of time..." and she pulled her nightie up and over her head - she was naked in my arms, her shape, her skin much as I remembered, but maybe a few pounds more here and there.

Having removed her nightie, Carol now set about removing my clothes, few as they were, just summer trousers and cotton shirt; she left the socks, but kicked off my sneakers.

Then we became wrapped in each other, exploring, teasing, sucking, kissing.

She bent and took my member in the mouth. Oh the joy, she had not lost the knack, and I lay on the bed relaxed (except for my erection) and wallowed in sexual pleasure.

Two minutes more and Carol raised her head, and lay on her back.

"Ben, fuck me." was all she murmured.

I positioned my member at her slit, she was so wet, I slipped in easily. Carol moaned softly, and I began to thrust..............

My hands squeezed her breasts, while we ate each other, her body slowly gyrating beneath me.

I tried to recall as best I could how she liked her love-making, and how best to make her climax. The most reliable way to make her cum, was to suck her pussy lips and clit, but I needed to cum myself first so selfishly I continued to fuck this sexy woman until I felt my moment, when I slipped out of her warm wet pussy and spurted my juice over her tummy and chest.

Once spent I lowered myself on to her pussy using my tongue to flick her lips open, and expose her clit for me. I eagerly enjoyed her, and it was so nice to feel her writhe while I ate her seeping slit.

All too soon, she shook and moaned and she came for me.

We lay on the bed, one arm around her, her hand on my tummy, her breast pushing against my side. ... heaven.

After five minutes, "Thank you Ben, as good as I remember." "As good if not better than I recall." I replied.

"Can we do this again, do you think?" Carol asked.

"Well, I would like to, but I cannot promise. I will try another night if you are sure?"

"OK, same time tomorrow or the next night, otherwise I will find a way of letting you know, what is your cabin number?" I told her.

"You had better go now."

I wandered along the corridor, back to our deck and cabin, my mind in a dream.