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that was with my husband. Umm... ex-husband. Actually, I wouldn't mind a
shipboard romance though. But then I'd want it to be over. Just a short-term
romance to make the cruise memorable."
    "I suppose
I can understand your feeling that way at your age," Val said. "For
me, I'm looking long term and lucrative. They're called sugar daddies. I'd say
that hunky guy definitely has the makings of one. And I'd bet my last dollar he
has no problem getting it up either. In fact, from the looks of things, he's
got it up right now."
    Andrea lifted
her sunglasses and stared at Jerry's crotch and saw that Val was right. "He's
still married," she said, somewhat illogically, considering the fact that
he was soon to be unmarried. And before long, he'd no doubt be in bed with one
of the bimbos hanging onto him. But she refused to let that bother her. Jerry
was free to do as he pleased. They'd agreed as much.
    Val shrugged,
and said, "The married ones make the best sugar daddies. They have to be
discrete and clever about slipping away, so they treasure every moment they
spend with their sugar babies. And once the gifts start coming, you feel like a
queen."
    At that instant
Jerry looked their way and Andrea saw Val give him a finger-tip wave. He smiled
and winked again. Yes, Andrea decided, he deserved this scheming sugar baby,
but not until after the marital asset pie had been divided. This woman could
siphon off a sizable amount of money before that time. "He doesn't look
the type to shower a woman with gifts," she said, though there had been a
time when Jerry brought flowers at unexpected times, and surprised her with
expensive jewelry, and teased her with sexy lingerie from Victoria's Secret.
Lingerie she'd packed for the cruise...
    "Trust me.
He's the type," Val said. "He's got that look on his face right now,
imagining me sitting nude and brushing my hair after we'd had sex, and him
coming up behind me at my dressing table and kissing me on the side of the neck
before draping a diamond pendant over my head and positioning the thing between
my breasts, and bingo. I have a diamond pendant."
    Andrea looked
at Val, stunned. That was precisely the way it had been when Jerry gave her the
emerald and diamond pendant on their twentieth wedding anniversary. She looked
over at Jerry, and there was no question. He had that look on his face. But he
was looking at Val.
    Peeved that Val
seemed intent on cutting into her half of the marital assets, Andrea said,
"With two-hundred employees to take care of, I doubt he'd be willing to
spend money on expensive gifts for a woman."
    "Honey,
any man with disposable income and a working cock is willing to spend it on the
right woman, and two-thousand a month isn't a big chunk for a man with his own
company, considering what he gets in return. I just have to convince that horny
hunk he needs a sugar baby."
    "I presume
you mean keeping him happy in bed."
    "Of course
keeping him happy in bed," Val said. "But that's only part of it. You
also become his companion and his confidante, and you provide excitement and
renewed enthusiasm for life, and for sex. It's a win-win working relationship
for both parties for as long as it lasts."
    "But I
don't see how the sugar daddy wins," Andrea said, trying to grasp this new
single-scene concept. "He's putting up money for something his friends get
for free."
    "Well,
think of it this way," Val explained. "While the rest of his buddies
are buying drinks for hit-and-miss women during Happy Hour, your sugar daddy
knows he can come to you any time, day or night, and be treated like a king.
But the sugar bowl isn't just for men. Powerful, self-made women and wealthy
divorcees can have fun too. Sugar mommies write the checks and set the rules
for the arrangement, and in return they have their sugar pups—younger,
good-looking, male companions in top shape who treat them like queens and keep
them happy in bed."
    Andrea glanced
at Jerry, who was slurping up the attention like a big