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Oscar showed us around and I was totally blown. I couldn’t tell it from the outside, but the yacht had three staterooms, a fully stocked galley and a separate area for entertainment with a full bar.
“This is nice,” Cortisha said when he showed us the staterooms on the yacht.
“These are the guest staterooms,” Oscar said and kept walking. “This is the master stateroom,” he said and Cortisha and I just looked at each other, because that shit was bad.
“I will leave you two to get settled. We can get underway whenever you like.”
“You’re the captain,” Cortisha said and sat on the edge of the bed. “We are ready when you are.”
“No bags?” Oscar asked.
Cortisha pointed to the big purse she’d been carrying. “We’ve got everything we need right here.”
“All right then,” Oscar said, saluted and went to get us underway.
Now I gotta say, I was hyped about this whole thing, but there was something Captain Oscar said that made me have a question. I sat down on the bed next to Cortisha.
“How long a trip is this?” I asked.
“About twelve hours.”
“Twelve hours?”
“Yes, Mike,” Cortisha said and stood up. “When we wake up in the morning, we’ll be docked in Freeport,” she said and closed the stateroom door. “You okay with that?”
“Yeah, it’s all good.”
It wasn’t that I had a problem with it, I just wasn’t expecting to be taking a twelve-hour trip. But I was new at all this shit, so I didn’t know what to expect. Like just about everything I’d experienced since I’d been here, me doin’ shit like this was unimaginable two weeks ago.
“I don’t have anything to wear.”
“I brought you some shorts and a pair of sandals.” Cortisha stretched out across the bed. “It’s beyond time we get you out of those shoes and those pants. You make me hot every time I see you in them.”
I stood up. “Now?”
“Now what?”
“You said that it was time to get me out of these
shoes and these pants.”
“Might as well make yourself comfortable,” Cortisha said and shortly thereafter, we were both naked and my dick was in her mouth. Maybe it was just a matter of her getting used to it, but it seemed like her skills had improved in the last couple of weeks.
Chapter Eleven
It was an hour or so later when we emerged from our stateroom and went up on deck. After speaking with our captain, we went to the front of the boat, which I now know is called the bow and the other end of the boat is the stern.
Anyway, Oscar had set a couple of chairs and a cooler there. I took a seat and opened the cooler thinking that there was beer, but what I found packed in the ice was a milk jug with something red in it.
“What is that, rum punch?” I asked as I pulled out the jug.
Oscar laughed and Cortisha giggled. “No, man, that is Bahama Mama.”
“Better than any old rum punch no matter what they say, or how much Wray and Nephew they pour in it,” Cortisha said as I poured us both a cup. “Put a lot of ice in mine, please,” she requested, and I should have taken that as my first warning.
But I didn’t.
I did as she asked and handed it back to her. “Thank you,” she said and took a sip. I took a swallow.
