High Sea Party

Rebecca threw a wonderful party over the weekend. Being wealthy and lots of time to oneself have a huge advantage. She love to throw monthly parties. And her parties are well known among her rich peers.

This where she will spend a week of her time to arrange for a venue for her party, a caterer, a suitable menu, food, drinks, band or DJ. As she explain to me, there will be ladies from her tight little social circle dressed in gorgeous expensive gowns and their partners usually their lovers to the party. She doesn't usually have a partner with her and usually hire a male escort for parties but she feels that I might like to have some fun since work has not been fun for me. Its my honour to attend.

Decked in Armani grey suit, I was picked up by Rebecca's chauffeur. She hired him just for the party. Sole purpose is to drive any drunken guests home if they happen to make themselves a nuisance.

Not surprising to arrive at Marina Bay where the party is held at a yatch borrowed from a friend. I had thought it was a big party but all I could see is that only 2 couples have arrived and on the deck making small talk. One of the crew directed me towards one of the room where Rebecca is preparing herself.

Reaching her room, I could see she is doing some last minute touching ups to her make up. She smell heavenly of Gucci's Envy. I snuggled up to her back and bury my nose to her neck and breathe deeply. I love ladies who smell nice. She had her hair bun up and encased in a delicate web of tiny pearls. As I turned her around to admire her choice of dressing, I was really amazed how the floor length dress hug her figure just nicely, not too tightly til it is obscene. Her dress is made up of light shade of gray and pink flowing sheath. Although her neckline is rested up to her collarbone, her back is exposed to nearly the top of her rounded butt.

As I breathe in another deep breathe of her scent, my hand romped upon her butt, squeezing lightly.

"Do I look alright?"

Her question made me chocked with laughter. With her wealth and her social circles, she still need confirmation from me. I wished there was time to take her there and there but guests are pouring in and she is the hostess.

After we sailed off at 8pm, the total headcount was only 5 couple including us. Most of the ladies are below thirty and their partners are way younger. Rebbecca moved me around the room, introducing one couple after another. One couple is a bony white Indonesian Chinese lady adorn with a lot of gold on her and her Caucasian lover. Another is a lady who is Japanese and her toy boy who is also Japanese. And the other couple is a lady that looked like mixed blood and her lover who is a African American. The last couple is a lady who look the oldest among all and also looked fake (Rebecca reveal that she had plastic surgery all over her) and a toy boy who looks barely 16 years old.

With people like this, there bound to be havoc and I was right. I shouldn't go into too much details. But we were in international waters, there was champagne and some illegal substances. Very soon after 3am, expensive gowns and suits were abandon and lewd games were played. There was some activity of switching partners but I only have lust for Rebecca, and she me. The Japanese lady tried her ways with me but I was kept mainly exclusive to Rebecca. All of us had some wild abandon sex on the deck out in the open. Screaming ecstasy into the high wind. With only moon and stars laying their lights upon our naked sweaty bodies.

Only drawing sunrise did couples one by one retreated back into designated room to wake up from their stupor. By mid noon, I was back with two feet firmly on the ground.