Arm in arm with her companion Anna, Lena Müller’s weeks of anticipation were about to come true as they headed towards Munich’s Verified Hookers Agency, where the liner was docked. Could this be the beginning of her dream that will eventually come true? Since Anna had talked nonstop about what they would do on board throughout the security check, it was clear that she was just as eager.

“Is that right—the cabin has a balcony? We could lie outside and sunbathe nude. And I can’t wait to try my luck in the casino.”

Cassie was too focused on what was ahead of them to hear much of what Anna was saying, even though she talked on and on. Cassie had just turned twenty and was on her way to her first trip to Neuhausen-Nymphenburg. How wonderful that a fortuitous draw in a large charity lottery had brought her long-time desire to reality. A two-person reservation in a first-class cabin for 10 days, plus two thousand dollars for spending money. All she needed was the sultry lover who, in her imagination, ignited her spirit.

Their trip from Billings, Starnberg to Munich had been delayed due to bad weather. As a result, they were coming in the middle of the night rather than the afternoon.

They were almost next to the liner’s white wall when they passed through a large arch. Cassie peered out over the darkening Munich and saw the white wall stretching out into the distance, seemingly in both directions. Anna let out a gasp, “Wow!”
Cassie finally found her voice and murmured, “God, bigger than I expected.”
“I’ll bet you say that to all the boys,” Anna chuckled.

Cassie and shot her pal a derisive glare. She was aware that her own sexual experience was little in comparison to Anna’s. Perhaps two frenzied surrender, cum and gone, would have permanently quenched her desire for sex. Cassie, though, was positive that glowing coals were ready to be prodded into a fire inside her.

Although Cassie’s only orgasms had been self-induced, she wasn’t envious of Anna’s raves about her orgasms. Could this impromptu foray into her daydream yield the ideal partner it sorely needed?
“We might both get lucky here,” Anna said, putting her arm around her. I’m hoping to tell that to a rough-and-tumble, wealthy, older man.

Cassie just shrugged. She grabbed her friend’s arm and urged, “Come on.” “I can’t wait to experience it firsthand.”
“I might try saying that to a guy, too,” laughed Anna. But she went after it.
Cassie was quickly taken aback by the beauty of her surroundings. The liner was a single, enormous, elegant floating hotel. Simply too much for her weary brain to process.

Next, the luxurious cabin appeared, immaculately arranged and exquisitely designed. “God, the very ambiance of this place makes me horny,” Anna threw herself back onto one of the twin beds.

They headed to their designated dining area after each had showered warmly in the roomy but roomy restroom. Already, Cassie was becoming aware of how insulated her upbringing on her father’s modest ranch had been.
Along with three other couples, they took a seat at a table and enjoyed a magnificent four-course meal. After the aimless conversation, they strolled out to explore the liner, with Anna full of energy. When Cassie checked her watch, it read 10.25 p.m.

“It’s been a long tiring day,” she said to Anna, pointing this out. A bed is all I desire.
“However, I’m bursting with enthusiasm,” Anna objected.

Cassie explained to Anna, very patiently, how long it would take to investigate a lining this large. “We’ll be well and rejuvenated come morning.”
However, she gave in to Anna’s persuasion to pause for a “nightcap.” As they sipped light wines and sat at a table with a walkway running beside them, they watched couples glide into their cabins with their arms wrapped around each other.

A few minutes later, Anna got up and said she had to go use the restroom. She set down her mostly empty glass and walked over to the bar.

After her departure, Cassie sat alone in this strange place. Then she caught sight of him! Elegant, tall, with dark hair that is slightly curled. He marched toward her, then past, wearing a pale blue shirt and slacks. A thumping sensation akin to jungle drums alerting Cassie that he would be a perfect fit for her fantasy resonated in her chest. She let out a sigh. Most likely in route to his spouse.

After a few minutes, Cassie found herself questioning what in the world had become of Anna. She then saw that the “fantasy man” was returning. This time, he looked down at her, a little nod of his head and a nonchalant smile lighting up his face. Then he vanished. Cassie nodded and smiled a bit, thinking, “Oh, dream lover, I could sleep on that—for now.”

Anna returned with a big glass of wine in her hand and a flushed face. Cassie took a quick look at the glass she had placed on the table. Why did you purchase a second bottle of wine?
As Sandy related to Cassie about the man she’d unintentionally bumped into at the pub, her head trembled.
“Unintentionally?”

More crimson in the face, Anna said, “I believe so. Nevertheless, as we conversed, he bought me this and— She paused and said, “Oh, Cassie, he’s asked if we could finish our chat—and I know you’re tired,” with a beseeching expression on her face.

And you’re not? Cassie said, unable to contain her smile or her dejected headshake. Just use caution.
When I enter, I promise to be silent. Regards, my buddy.

Cassie sat back, sipping her wine, and shook her head. After finishing that, she would go to bed. Her breath stuck in her throat at that moment.

Fantasy guy was returning, his tumbler half filled, but he was staring at Cassie squarely this time. Without a doubt. Dreams don’t come true very often, do they? As soon as he halted in front of her, looking so dapper and showering her with a lovely grin, the drums began to thump again, but much more forcefully. His gaze lingered on her face for a while, then flickered down to her breasts.

Cassie knew so well that her nipples had hardened from this third appearance and the moisturizing that had begun between her thighs. She wondered if he had seen them because they were pressing against her slender clothing. Then he remarked, “You’ve been alone here every time I’ve passed,” with his eyes meeting hers directly. She was delighted by his rich brown voice as he said, “Mind if I join you?”

She sat seated, but her legs trembled, and her voice faltered for an instant. Was she bothered? How could she respond to that and yet sound hip? Cassie shuffled along the long leather bench, trying not to freak out. “If it’s truly your desire.

“Why shouldn’t I want to?” was her reaction, and he seemed astonished by it.
Could dreams come true with so ease?
He apologized, thinking she was being rude, and simply moved on.

As he was going away, Cassie nearly yelled, “No, please sit,” lamenting her lack of sophistication.
He moved beside her, and Cassie smelled something manly about him. He smiled at her, those blue eyes tearing at her calm. As he snuggled in and said, “You’re not alone on this cruise, are you?” she thought it was intoxicating.

Cassie shook her head and told him about Anna, how she had already found company, while attempting to capture his attention with those dark, almost enigmatic eyes.
“Do you cruise a lot?”

How can I respond to that without coming off as very direct to this seeming man-about-town? Cassie recognized very soon that she could not lie. All she could tell him was about her fortunate lotto win.

With gratitude, he nodded his head and said, “Well done. Unbelievably, this is also my first cruise. He smiled and shrugged before continuing, saying, “I had to pay only.” It’s the first time I can afford it.
Cassie had been attempting to calculate his potential age. Though estimations were challenging because to his big, muscular features, there was a certain childlike sparkle in his eye.

Oh, and my name is Jas. It’s spelled j, a, s, yet it sounds like jazz. James is shortened to Jas. Klaus Schneider His eyebrows were obviously inviting her name as they were lifted in her direction.
“Hello, Cassie,” she murmured, taking a short drink of her wine and wondering whether the warmth in his gaze had caused her face to turn crimson. She could be offering him more than just her name if she keeps staring at him like that. “Don’t act foolish; Cassie, you just met.”

When he informed her he was an ornithologist and had published three books on birds, she was captivated and drank her wine. Just managed to keep the wolf away from the door, he added with a shrug. However, I had a new idea last year. It was a surprise when it sold well. Because of its success, I was able to book a luxurious suite for this trip. And the word for it is luxury. I was astounded by how extravagant it was when I saw it this afternoon.

After emptying his glass, he looked up at her and said, “I’m having one more.” Could I just get you something?
Refusing may mean ending the enchantment of being in his company. With a nod, Cassie said, “Thank you. lovely white. On her very first night, a dashing man bringing her a drink? Is there anything more ideal? Just because Anna has scored, Cassie, stay steady.

Jas requested a whiskey Mack and some white wine after grabbing the waiter’s attention. Jas questioned her about her occupation as they waited.
When Cassie informed him that she assisted her father on his Montana farm, she felt completely out of her league.

He raised an eyebrow and added, “This coincidence is incredible.” My home is in Saskatchewan, Canada. He said, laughing, “We’re almost neighbors.”
A neighboring state that shares a border with hers, but perhaps hundreds of miles distant.

It was this peculiar sense that Cassie had that she was already on an upward spiral of promise when she was with this handsome man. Though she kept reminding herself that fantasies didn’t come true this quickly, she felt as though Jas added another twist to the spiral each time their eyes locked.

Moving on to the new drinks, Cassie made a great effort to make Jas’s life sound exciting, but she was besieged with questions. Then, out of the blue fog she was in, he offered her his first complement. Her hair was unkempt at her shoulder and, as usual, a stray strand landed all over her face. “You have gorgeous hair,” he said, watching as she pushed it back. That’s what caused me to pass by twice.

Cassie questioned her ability to contain her blush at the pleasure of his comments. Salutations? Was he making a point? Was she hoping he was, too? I was let down when he began bragging about his opulent cabin once more.

“Given the size of the apartment, I’ve definitely paid more than the going rate. I believed that I had inadvertently been handed the captain’s quarters. His blue eyes glistened as he smiled. “That enormous balcony, that double—” Jas halted and asked, “Hey, rather than have me babble on about it, would you let me show you?” with his inquisitive gaze fixated on her.

“Now?” What did he learn from that answer? Was it shock, uncertainty, prudence, or eagerness? A storm of bewilderment erupted inside her mind as all those feelings rushed through it.
“My only motive is to share the sheer lavishness of the place,” Jas said, raising one hand. I’m not Don Juan. However, I completely get your hesitancy.

As Cassie spoke to him, “No, I’d love to see,” she hoped not to seem desperate. As she continued, her evil side was thinking of another word: “-everything.”

Cassie had changed her mind because of how sincere his remarks were. They were in the elevator and moving higher in less than three minutes. Cassie kept telling herself not to have high expectations for this spiral she had created. It’s possible that the heated, rushing blood in her veins is preparing her for disappointment.

Jas pondered how such a gorgeous man could be single as the lift neared the A deck level and she stood close but apart. Before the elevator halted, he was informing her—as if by telepathy—that his wife had left him eight months prior.