’I sat at our arraigned meeting place in my planned cloths and waited. After a few minutes of watching strangers go by. Then a black man, around the...same 20’s age, a bit taller than me and athletic, walked up to me and said what I thought sounded like “Chris?”“No” I shook my head, and returned to my phone looking for a reply from the person I was waiting for. He sent a few messages about the meeting place to see if we were in the same place and then he asked again if I was wearing the planned. “Or not...”“Come on, cap’n. You KNOW we’ll have time out on the waterway...”The two of us have the morning routine, several of ‘em, actually, down pat. This one is the ‘we want to have a full day’s trip for a goal’ routine. Faces washed, teeth brushed, dressed with clothes suitable for motoring through civilization, she’s doing breakfast for us while I’m giving the little diesel its daily attention.In the windless early morning, leaving the marina is as simple as pulling in the mooring lines. She sipped her coffee for a bit, “I guess there are some things I need to tell you. I was a hot teenager in love with sex and screwing several guys when you were conceived. I didn’t know by which one so I stayed single since my parents supported me. Even when you were nursing I thought your penis was bigger than the other babies I’d seen. None of the guys I’d been fucking were much out of the ordinary. As you got older sometimes you’d get hard when I bathed you. Later I’d see your meat swinging. He expertly mouthed my nipple with the right combination of sucking and caressing with the tongue, a feat he knows drives me wild. It was at this precise moment that he took advantage of my burgeoning desire and moved from soft touches to slipping a finger in my soaking cunt. I bit my lip to keep from groaning too loud as a second finger followed."No need to be quiet, baby, they aren't waking up," he whispered in my ear as he vigorously fingered me.I pushed him back and climbed off the counter..