The Adventurous Ero Path of a Sailor

"I am quite wet right now but you're going to have to take my word for it," said Abigail with a wink. "Anyway, I take it this isn't a social call, right?"

"Not anymore," said Jack with a chuckle. "I got your message. The one from Commodore Lucas."

Abigail's face turned serious. "And? What do you think? Do you think we have anything to worry about?"

Jack shrugged. "It's hard to say. Even harder to talk about when you're in that bath and my thoughts are elsewhere."

She smiled once more. "I'm almost done if you don't mind waiting back in the other room."

"That's fine. I'll be right over there."

"Thank you, Jack," said Abigail who started to move and get out of the tub a little too quickly. Jack caught a full glimpse of her body just before he closed the door, the suds of water still covering her pink flesh and the drops of water dripping off of her tits.

Jack gulped hard and closed the door firmly. He reached inside his trousers to adjust his cock again, trying to make it not so obvious that he was hard. It was exceptionally difficult to get rid of his erection especially as his mind kept bringing back the thoughts of her and their night of passion.

Finally the door to the bathroom opened once more, and she stepped out wearing a gray, terrycloth robe. The first thing she did was shoot him a flirtatious grin before crossing over to her dresser and rummaging for something to wear.

"So, where were we, Jack?"

"You mentioned something about not taking a bath with me and then we talked about that telegram," said Jack with a cheeky smile.

"Oh, right. How silly of me," she said with an eye roll. "So what are we going to do?"

"It's already being done. I sent Lt. Buckner to get word to all the commanding officers to commence a search. If those three missing prisoners are on the ships, we'll find them."

Abigail stopped searching for clothes for a moment. "What if we do find them, Jack? There's no telling what kind of mischief they might have been up to for two days. What if they've sabotaged something?"

"There's not much we can do now if they have but we'd have to find them first. I'd be more concerned with how they found their way onto the ships. If three men could just waltz right into one of our warships then we have a serious security problem. Which reminds me, did Lucas say how they got loose in the first place?"

Abigail shook her head. "After I received the message, I radioed for him. He said when we sunk that Occitanian cruiser, they picked up thirty-seven men from the water—all the survivors. He said when they next did a headcount the next evening, they could only find thirty-four. He sent out an alarm and the garrison did a heavy investigation of the town and the surroundings but nothing turned up.

They even sent the garrison into the hinterlands of the island but they haven't found anything so far. It all points to them going missing from the time they were rescued to the time they made it to the jail cells."

"I wonder . . . could they have intentionally jumped off the ship? I know they were well-guarded on the Tiger but it was just right after a battle."

She shrugged. "Who's to say that they did anything intentionally? Maybe they fell off the ships and drowned in the harbor?"

Jack pursed his lips. "I don't think so. Those bodies would have floated to shore." Jack thought for a few more minutes before throwing up his hands. "What difference does it make at this point? They are either on the ships or they aren't. Let's not come up with theories before we even know what happened."

Abigail smiled and then nodded. "That's fine by me. I can assure you there are no Occitanians in my room by the way."

Jack took a step closer to her. "Are you sure about that? Maybe I need to do a little search of my own." He came to a stop mere inches from her chest.

Abigail pushed into him, leaning her body against his. "Maybe I can be of some assistance with that? After all, I don't mind if we're a little . . . thorough in the search."

"Thorough is good. Thorough is really good," said Jack as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. Abigail's arms slipped around his neck rapidly as they began to kiss passionately. Her lips parted and Jack felt her tongue slip into his mouth and her body began to grind against his in a most enticing manner. Jack's hands slipped across the smooth terrycloth material to grip her ass and pulled her closer to his body.

She moaned at the second his hands made contact with her body and soon Jack felt her hips align with his now throbbing erection. Abigail began to rub her mound against it, and soon she started to pant against his ear as his lips started to move down her jaw.

"Oh, Jack," she mewled as his tongue traced a line across her neck. Both of his hands continued to manhandle her ass, treading the soft flesh as he struggled to pull her closer still.

Jack began to move down to her chest as the robe started to slip away and one delicate, pink nipple popped into sight. His lips found it instantly and he bit her nipple in such a way to cause a gasp of excitement.

"Fuck yes, keep doing that, Jack!"

He bit it one more time before switching to the other one. He was just about to slide his hand around her hip and slip it between her leg when there was a knock at the door.

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