Going To See Sonya

40. Going To See Sonya

My alarm started screaming at me early, at 5 a.m. I was all set to cast off at 6:30 and I needed my required coffee first. The boat was fully prepared, but I did want one more shore based shower and drop off my keys at the office.

I poured some coffee and ambled up to the office area where the showers were. I took a quick wash down and dropped my keys at the office. When I returned to the boat, I was shocked to see my little Vista sitting in the cockpit. What the fuck?! I seriously thought that she was clearly in my rear view mirror.

“Don’t worry, Sailor. I’m not trying to stow away again. I just had to come and give you a proper send off, privately. Then I’ll leave, I promise.”

My first reaction was to angrily eject her from my boat. Send her running back to Stardust with her tail between her legs. But that’s not my style. And the thought of having that nice tight cunt, just once more, was enticing.

“This is certainly a surprise, Vista. And please express my gratitude to Bill and the other guests for such a stimulating gathering last night. Oh, and to Sherry, too. She provided a great service to me and satisfied all my needs.”

“I’ll relay your gratitude to Bill but I’m afraid you’re on your own with your squeeze from last night. She’s no longer associated with Stardust.”

“What !?! You fired her? That’s unfair! I’m the one who requested that she be my escort last night. She was just doing her job.”

“Oh, Sailor. Never mind about her. Bill pawned her off to another boat. She’ll be fine. Now, about that send off….” Her eyes had recovered from their crossed wires of the night before and were “talking” coherently again. They very clearly told me to get below and take her pussy one last time.

We had a rather standard missionary style pussy fuck. It was nice, but really kind of awkward. Knowing it was a “goodbye” fuck put it in a whole different light. It felt good, oh, that nice tiny body with that miniature cunt.