I entered the cabin, pulled off a tie from my neck, threw it on the table and flopped into a chair. But I could not sit. Thin voices came from the bedroom. I got up and went in there.

On my bed on top of the blanket were two completely naked girls.

- We are Masha and Dasha. Do not chase us, - in one voice they chirped when they saw me. I stood in the doorway. What will happen to the girls, if they get rid of, I was already well aware.

- What can you do with it. Stay, - I waved my hand and went into the shower. Having washed off my fatigue, I returned to the bedroom. They already got under the blanket. I climbed over one of them and lay in the middle. They immediately clung to me from two sides. I was just lying tired on my back. And they were stroking my whole body with warm palms, rubbing against me on girlish tits, tickling me with hairy pubes. Of course, regardless of fatigue, in a minute I was already excited to the limit.

“Let's fuck Masha together,” Dasha breathed hotly in my ear.

- Come on. But as? - I turned to her.

... Masha was lying on the edge of the bed, dangling her divorced legs. I, kneeling on the carpet, once and again entered into it with powerful pushes. Dasha, sitting on the other end of the bed, held her friend by the hands, watching her all with burning eyes. Masha first moaned, then began to scream.

- Stronger! Stronger! Fuck her - Dasha hissed in a broken whisper, grabbed Masha by the boobs and, rising and leaning forward, sat down on her, covering her friend's face. Masha convulsively jerked her whole body. It seems she lacked air. Began to rush from side to side. I tried to scream, but the sounds sank inside Dasha. From her nervous movements, my excitement became even stronger, and I began to try to penetrate it even more. Dasha, throwing back her head, shuddered all over, throwing up her tits. One could only imagine what a powerful massage she gets now from a friend. She crawled all over her face, only occasionally lifting herself for a moment, letting her take a breath of air. We finished with Dasha at the same time, exhausted by falling on Masha.

Masha immediately ran into the shower. And Dasha and I settled down, resting from the work done. After some time, Masha returned and immediately climbed under a blanket to us. I felt her pen find my dick again.

- Dasha, let's suck, - she pushed her friend in the cheek.

- Why am I doing that? - stunned Dasha.

“You weren't fucked, so you suck,” she pushed her on the cheek again. Dasha obediently crawled on my stomach, and I felt her hot lips clasped my tired member.

- Girls, that's enough, probably for today. Tomorrow will be another day - I tried to protest. But while Dasha, smacking her lips, was busy with me downstairs, Masha hugged me, nestling her shoulders against her tits, and deliberately rattled:

- Tamara Albertovna says that the main task of the woman is that the man in the eggs does not have excess sperm. Then he is tame and obedient.

- Your Tamara Albertovna is a complete lesbian. What can she understand in men? - It became difficult for me to speak. My member gained strength again, and Dasha worked with sponges and tongue very diligently.

- She is not a lesbian. She is bisexual, - Masha tits about me. I shook and sharply finished Dasha in the mouth. She fell silent for a moment and, releasing me, moved over to us, also hugging me.

- But in general it is good. We love her, she joined the conversation.

So we laid together until we fell asleep. Woke me up the phone buzzer. I was called to the bridge. We see something happen.

I quietly got up so as not to wake the girls, went to wash and quickly dressed. But before leaving, he looked into the bedroom again. They, embracing, slept soundly, smacking lips in a dream. I admired such a picture for a moment.Covering them with a better blanket, I left the cabin.

Climbing up to the bridge, I realized that they had not called me in vain. A violent storm swiftly fell upon us. A short, heavy wave with the power of tanning into the board. The ship began to sway more and more. And rolling is not only the most dangerous, but also the most unpleasant for a person. And there was nowhere to hide. There were shallows around. In spite of everything, it was necessary to maintain a given course.

We had already fought a storm for several hours, when a frightened navigator flew onto the bridge.

There on the lower deck is going on! - He often.

- Look here. I'll be right back, - I threw to the elder and left the wheelhouse.

Down on the deck of the crew, I entered the open door of the cockpit.

On the beds lay stewardess, all pale as paper. In front of them, with her legs wide apart, as narrow a skirt would allow, was a steel lady. Fists on her hips, she swayed on her high heels.

- What's going on here? - I stopped at the door. The headmistress turned to me. Evil clenched lips! Burning eyes! In anger, she was even more beautiful.

- Passengers all pereblevalsya. People need help. And these girls lay down here ... - through his teeth she hissed.

- Tamarochka Albertovna! We can not, - lifted one of the girls with a suffering face.

- Everyone get up! - the steel lady cried shrillly and with a sweep slapped her so hard that the poor girl flew off the bed and stretched out on the deck. The rest jumped to their feet in dismay. I wanted to intervene, but on the speakerphone I was urgently asked to climb the bridge. The ship was in a critical situation. I turned and walked quickly down the corridor deck that was under my feet.

For almost three days I did not leave the bridge. But in the end, everything ends. Ended and the storm. The ship, swaying smoothly, continued on its course.

I was sitting in the chair in my cabin. I didn’t even have the strength to get up and do it at least to the sofa.

There was a knock at the door. A steel lady came in. Having made her crown curtsy, without an invitation, she sat down at the table opposite me. Still, how beautiful she was. Even when angry. She silently handed me a sheet of paper.

- What is it? - I took it.

“An order to write off eight crew members ashore,” she said separately.

“Tamara Albertovna, but there was a storm, and the girls went limp,” I began, raised my head and fell silent, struck by the metallic sheen of her huge eyes.

“And where are we in the middle of the season to find eight servants?” - I started talking officially.

- In the parking lot, I myself will go to the office. I have my own relationship there. I will bring as many people as necessary, -

she stared at me without blinking. I took the pen and signed the order. She attentively

reviewed my signature, rose, crouched in a curtsy and silently left. Yes! Only now I seem to understand why they called her the steel lady. By the way, on the very first stop, the headmistress actually brought new people to the ship.