Daylight arrived unnoticed by either of us. We were both sore and a bit hung over from the previous night's sexual aerobics and really needed a pot of coffee and a shower. I took care of ordering a pot from room service while the Professor got the shower started. In a few minutes the morning nectar arrived and I delivered a steaming cup to the wet, soapy, gorgeous, naked sex object and scholar. While I lathered up she finished her first cup and showed her gratitude for the coffee delivery by rubbing those huge breasts over my soapy chest, stomach and legs. She rinsed the soap from my attentive cock and proceeded to deliver a really fine blow job.
While we were getting dressed she told me about the girls. They had all taken beginning sailing classes and had been studying sailing history for the last two semesters in preparation for this trip. The ladies were from all walks of life and various ages, from freshmen to seniors, each anxious for adventure. She looked at me closely and said that it was my obligation to provide them with an unforgettable trip.
Since she had a class to teach in an hour she gave me a quick kiss, agreed to meet me at the boat for dinner and rushed out the door. I gathered my things, put them in my bag and checked out of the hotel. I didn't really have far to go since my home for the next few weeks was tied up in the same marina where I'd just left my previous clients. We weren't leaving for a couple of days but I really needed to check the boat out for myself.
On my way to the schooner I happened to walk past the boat I had just arrived on. I had some time so I knocked on the hull and said "ahoy there, anybody home?" Almost immediately that familiar redhead poked her head through the hatch and said "Hey sailor! come on down" which I thought sounded friendly so I dropped my bag and stepped on to the boat.