I awoke the next morning with very mixed emotions.
On the one hand, I was feeling like I had a new lease on life. Here I am, on board the ship of my dreams, traveling around the country, without a care in the world. Plus, I have a VERY attractive deck hand, who, last night, gave me the most incredible blowjob I have ever experienced... in my entire life!
On the other hand, my family feels like I am being selfish for ignoring THEIR wishes...and living out a life-long dream and traveling without them! I gave them MANY opportunities to come with me, but they were all too tied up in their own lives, to stop and enjoy an adventure of a lifetime with me! So, Sorry, not Sorry!
I DO feel rather guilty about what happened last night with Bob. In all the years of marriage to my wife, not once have I ever cheated on her. Yes, there were occasions when the thought did cross my mind, but I always stayed true to my vows, despite the temptation.
In my defense, if I had been "with it" last night...and had known what was about to happen. I like to think that I would have put up a bit more of a protest. Not sure that I wouldn't have caved and let it happen anyway. But I would have at least gone the .." Stop...Don't....Stop...Don't...Stop....Don't Stop, Don't Stop...route. Instead of just allowing it to happen.
My wife and I haven't really engaged in any kind of meaningful sexual relations, for several years. She was abused sexually as a young girl, and never received any kind of counseling because of it....so she has some issues with sex, and so sex has never been one of her favorite sports,
Not saying that when she is in the notion...that she doesn't have fun and can't express herself sexually...because she can! Only problem is that those moments are very rare....and have become even more rare as we have got older. Think menopause might have something to do with it...but she refuses to even talk about it...because that means she has to admit to getting older!
At any rate, I am telling myself that the experience last night, was a one-time thing. Fun while it lasted, But, something that must never happen again! At least that is my story, and I am sticking to it!!
I throw the covers back and sit up on the side of the bed, eager to get dressed, go topside and get the ship underway once again.
As I start to leave my cabin, I glance over and see that Bob is already up and gone. Her bed is neatly made and all of her belongings stowed away. So, I quickly go back into my cabin to make my own bed and tidy up a bit...can't have her doing her part...and me not doing mine.
As I pass through the galley kitchen area...I see that everything has been neatly packed away...except for a bowl, a spoon and a box of bran cereal. Under the box is a hand-written note, that read " Sorry, told you I 'm not a good cook...was going to fix you some ham and eggs, but didn't know how black you liked them burned! "
I put the bowl back inside the cupboard, grab a big soup mug and fill it with cereal, add some sugar and milk, return the cereal to its cupboard...grab the spoon and make my way topside, figuring that I can eat a few bites here and there...while preparing the ship, to get underway.
Just as I take the first spoonful into my mouth...I turn around and see Bob working away ...polishing the brass and chrome...wearing the skimpiest yellow string bikini that I think I have ever seen! I nearly chocked on the cereal when I saw her!!
Yes, all of her "Naughty bits" were covered...but not by much! There was very little left to the imagination....and her movements as she rubbed and polished those fittings put every womanly body part she had into a mesmerizing hypnotic motion. It was a sight which any guy would have had to be dead...not to enjoy!
"Morning Captain" Bob called out as soon as she noticed me standing there... "Glad to see you finally dragged your old bones out of the rack and decided to join me on deck" she teased.
"How long have you been up?" I asked
"Since right before daylight" she replied "It's just so peaceful and quiet here on the river, that I just couldn't sleep any longer. Just had to get my buns moving....and get out here and enjoy every moment of it! Makes me feel like I have died and went to heaven!"
"Yes" the scenery can be breathtaking on the river', especially on a cool clear morning like this" (in the back of my mind I am thinking... "and seeing you in your bikini just adds to the effect!)
"Figured that if I got my shit done early, I could lay out on deck and get a little sun...if that is alright with you. Been a while since I have had a chance to just be lazy and relax"
"Help me to get the ship underway...and you can do whatever you please, I will call out, if I need help with anything" I said
She just smiled and nodded her head... and began to do each task as instructed. Soon, we had the ship moving back out into the deep channel...bow pointed down river....and off on our adventure we go.
I Checked the Charts and saw that we had just passed by Glascow Missouri....roughly the halfway point between Kansas City and Jefferson City. Figured that barring any problems we should be passing by the State Capital Dome in Jefferson City by noon or shortly after.
Thank goodness, there was no barge traffic today. So I could relax a bit...and get back to enjoying piloting the old ship down the river.
Travel this morning couldn't have been more Idyllic....there were big blue Herons wading along the edge of the river. eventually catching a frog or a small fish....and then flying off to feed a young brood somewhere. Every once in a while, a big fish would spring from the water, catching a bug, and making a huge splash before going beneath the surface once again.
As if that wasn't enough, to make an old man like me, feel glad to be alive. There was this creature of absolute beauty...laying on a blanket on the deck, directly in front of the wheelhouse.
Bob in all her feminine glory...was laying flat on her back, her exposed skin glistening in the sun, from the fresh coat of suntan oil she had just applied. The fabric of her bikini top, stretched to its limit over those beautiful breasts, it was trying to contain. Even from this distance, I can clearly see her nipples trying their best to poke a hole through the fabric. Damn, this girl has a nice body!
BANG! SCRAAAAAAPPPPEE!
"FUCK!" I exclaim as we strike a buoy and it rubs along the side of the ship!
Bob instantly jumps up....and hurries to look over the side...to see what we had hit!
"Looks like one of those green floaty things" she calls out
"Yeah, I got distracted and didn't see it in time to avoid it." I say sheepishly
"So, Capi-tan when you going to start teaching me how to drive this thing/" she asks. with a big smile across her face. as she made her way back to the wheelhouse.
"Guess there is no better time than the present" I reply
The area around the ships wheel is a bit cramped at best...it was designed for efficiency, more than it was for comfort... and was certainly not designed to have two people squeezed in behind the wheel. But squeeze in we did!
This was done out of necessity, understand... I COULD have stepped out of the way, and let her take the seat. but I figured that this would be the best way for me to show her all of the controls...let her get a feel for how the ship handles...while at the same time, be right there, so that I can quickly take over if we begin to get ourselves into a predicament.