18. A Hungover Blowjob

In the marina I had strolled the docks checking things out. I had come across one hottie who invited me aboard. One thing led to another and I had gotten to eat her pussy and fuck her in the ass. Life was good.

I was spent after my workout with Celine. I climbed aboard my Love Boat, got some alcohol and collapsed in the cockpit. I proceeded to get shit faced drunk, waving at every passerby. Somehow, I tumbled down the companionway, crawled to my cabin and passed out. It was barely dark outside.

The first rays of sunlight begged me to awaken. Bleary eyed, I emerged into the main salon. Pam was already up, coffee in hand. Seeing my condition, she poured me a mug.

“I noticed the empty whisky bottle and a half dozen empty beer cans in the cockpit. You must have had quite the party! Did the high school cheerleading squad come to play last night?”

“Hardly. I partied with some lady on her boat a dock over, then sat here alone and drank myself blind. I’m gonna need some aspirin and some food. How about we find some.”

Pam tossed me a bottle of aspirin and spilled some cereal into a bowl, splashing some milk on it. “This will have to tide you over until we go out. When your brain gets back in gear, you’ll remember that today is moving day for us. Christy and I have the day off work.”

“Remind me what part I play in your moving? You just have a couple bags of clothes, right?”

“That’s right, Sailor. We just thought you might want to come along for nostalgia sake, if nothing else. We’re meeting Roger at noon.”

“We’ll see how I feel by then. If I was Christie’s age, I’d be bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning. But seeing as I’m now officially an old fart, I don’t bounce back as quickly.”

Even though it was their last day aboard, I had no interest in sex.