Four hours later Jack was in Cassia's room, reluctantly. She'd pointed out they only had tonight as he was involved in Open Day aboard the new ferry with his mother tomorrow and she and his mother and her father would fly to Wellington that evening and three days later begin their South Island tour before flying out of Christchurch for Australia the following Sunday. "I have to fuck you before I go Jack."
Well, that was the solution: let her fuck him and she'd be happy though doubtless still a little too ready with instructions. She was rather drunk, of course, which was helpful. He'd had little to drink so was able to readily assist her achieve her goal. After kissing him from head to toe and taking five inches of him into her mouth for a while, Cassia finally decided to take him in reverse Cowgirl which was an excellent decision as she was in full control.
Unfortunately the sight of her beautiful lily-white ass without a hair in sight and watching his big fat lubed cock stretching her pussy as she worked it in had the effect of further inflating his cock. But she coped and without complaint. She worked away until she had a couple of gushes and then uncoupled.
He thought you callous cow but regretted that immensely because she smiled and said: "You can do anything to get yourself off, even try my ass if that's what you like but I really think you are too big for me there. But I'm game as this is our goodbye."
Jack chose to spread over her knees on his knees and wank off. She watched, wide-eyed, varying her gaze between the bulbous head in his hand and looking into his eyes. Her eyes widened in near panic as he began shooting cum over her belly, breasts and on to her face.
"Ohmigod."
When he'd finished she said, "Please run a bath and fetch me a towel Jack." He hurried back with the towel but there was very little to wipe. She was smiling at him innocently. Perhaps she had a towel under the pillow? But no, she opened her mouth for him to see it half filled with white goo that she began to swallow, staring at him.
Jack stayed talking and when the bath was ready carried her to it and lowered her in gently. They kissed and he left, a bewildered man.
"These American dames are too complicated for me," Mr 'Er' muttered as he stepped into the elevator.
* * *
Jack and his workforce met at the boatyard at 10:00 for breakfast and his mom had a great time yarning with Digger who had dusted out his old photo-album and they looked at photos from the old days of the company, chatting like the close friends they once were. Jack enjoyed seeing them hunched together over the photos.
At 10:40 Jack sailed away from the boatyard where the workers were waving and tooting their vehicle horns and Faye ordered three long blasts from the company's slipway warning hooter.
The company's staff yelled with delight when Jack pushed the electronic throttle controls in cruising speed and the two diesel engineers delivered their thrust as the Lady Helena 2 went down harbor where to everyone's amazement two of the harbor tugs where arching their fire-fighting water jets for the newest addition to harbor-based craft to sail under. Most of the ships and smaller vessels in the harbor then blasted their sirens and horns in a traditional maritime salute but usually reserved for vessels owned by the port authority.
Jack acknowledged by pushing the Cat to maximum speed and doing a celebratory figure eight out in front of the ferry terminal. LH-2 picked up passengers at the city terminal and made its inaugural trip out to Wakefield Island in exactly thirty minutes from cast-off to being made fast at its permanent berth to commence Open Boat Day.
At a luncheon the chairman of the Wakefield Island Community Board presented Jack with a commemorative plaque to mark LH-2's entry into island service.
Cassia and her father arrived on a regular day trippers' run on LH-1 and boarded the new ferry for the official luncheon. Later Jack farewelled his mother and the two American's when they returned to the city on the 4:00 ferry to begin their tour south before flying out to Australia.
"Goodbye mom and thanks for everything."
"Goodbye Jack. Your father would have been so proud of your for this achievement. It's taken much more than money to get this far."
"You know the score mom; your money saved the day. I shall be grateful for your generosity to my dying day."
"I'm sorry it didn't work out between you and Cassia."
"Don't worry Helena," Cassia laughed, coming up and wrapping arms around them. "He's a big boy and will find his soul mate."
She giggled, "And I received what I'd desired."
"Jack!" said his mother.
The party for invited guests began on the upper deck at 4:00 and within an hour it was in full swing with four well-built security guys keeping order and ensuring the flow of islanders coming board for a look from 4:00 was not leading to queue-jumping at the bar.
Jack, who was going from table to table, sitting for a while attempting to act the perfect host. At one stage he sat at a table that included Digger and Megan Reno. His immediate impression was that Digger would be lucky later tonight, judging by the way Megan was up against the man twenty-five years her senior.
"You two look cozy," he said smiling.
"I didn't realize what a treasure Digger was," Megan laughed. "He's so funny and is full of great yarns."
"Yeah, a couple of them are true," Jack jeered and received an obscene gesture from his director of engineering services, maintenance, security and whatever else Jack didn't feel like doing.
Jack whispered, "Give it too him long, slow and sweet darling."
"It's what I had in mind," she giggled. "Does he have health insurance?"
"Yeah. Where's your daughter?"
"Her name is Cathy."
"My apologies. Where is Cathy?"
"Her boyfriend who acts as if he's her fiancé arrived this morning and took her out fishing. He's her boss, a divorcee."
"Give her a call and invite them both down here. He's welcome. He's probably shafting her."
"Probably, I'll call her."
The white-haired lawyer Alec Smart and wife Iris were at this table.
"A lovely craft Jack," said Alec. "You do us proud."
"Yes, I agree. Jack I'm sorry about this but Alec says I'm not to give you the table and chairs, that I must ask fifteen hundred dollars for them. This is awfully embarrassing."
"I thought you said they were your mother's."
"Yes, that's right. Oh, I get what you're saying. Go to hell Alec. I'm giving them to Jack."
"Nah, I'll pay you two grand for them Iris."
"To hell you will Jack. They're not leaving our house unless you accept them as a gift from Iris," Alec snorted.
"Yes Jack, please."
"Okay done. Thanks guys. You'll be invited to my first dinner party."
Alec began talking to Megan and Digger so Iris moved closer to Jack.
"How many of the women in this room have you had Jack?"
"Not many," Jack said and began looking around, turning redder and redder. His facial change was not missed by Iris.
"It would have be easier had I'd said which of them haven't you had," Iris whispered.
Jack turned scarlet.
"You were eighteen when you bonked me," she recalled. "I'd imagine you are very much more accomplished nowadays."
"Still without finesse but so many women seem to prefer it that way and some even asked to be roughed up a bit."
"Oh Jack, do they really. Oh gawd, I was born a decade too early."
A security man came to Jack. "A guy Duncan Fisher says you have invited him."
"Nah, kiss his ass and send him on his way Kingi."
Kingi returned looking apologetic. "The bit of fluff with him says she's Cathy Reno."
"Oh shucks Kingi. Apologize to the ruffled guy and bring them over here to me."
Iris drained her glass. "Cathy Reno, now there's a good match for you Jack. Her mom fucks like a rabbit but daughter is a class act."
"I don't know Cathy but her mom now works for me."
"I bet you know her mom," Iris smiled. "But if you manage to place yourself within a yard of the daughter I'd be surprised."
"What does Cathy do?"
"Some kind of research worker at the university in marine life I belief. Here they come with big boy."
