C198 Sinful Desire

“Enjoy the ride.” A pretty woman in white uniform smiled sweetly at Neil and I, placing a sweaty bottle of red wine and tall wine glasses down on a stool between the white lounge chairs on the deck of the yacht.

“Thank you.” I smiled back at her from my comfortable position on Neil’s chest, with his arm lazily draped around my waist. She gave us a fond smile like she could tell we were newlyweds