Mon and Son stranded with black Captain

“I’m not going.”

“Yes you are. I’m not going to waste all that money I paid for those bikinis and not have someone watch me. Now get out of that bed,” I reached down and grabbed the spread and snatched it from him. Woops! I didn’t know he slept nude!

“Mom!” he tried to grab the cover but I kept him from getting it.

“You better be getting dressed,” I backed away still holding the cover. He surprised me when he just got off the bed, walked across the room and got shorts and stood in front of me and pulled them up. I saw the twinkle in his eyes as he looked at me. I walked towards the door and tossed him the cover. “Maybe there two sexy ones in the house.” I winked at him as I left the room.

Twenty four hours later we were at the resort. I had left a note on the kitchen table for mike if he ever missed us. The water was beautiful and the resort was nice but there were a lot of people around. I had hoped to get away from so many people but it looked like everybody was on vacation. The room only had one bed although it was king size. Charlie asked where he was going to sleep. “With me, but you can’t sleep like you do at home.”

Sleeping didn’t cause a problem. The bed was large enough that we weren’t under each other. I think he felt a little uncomfortable when I kissed him good night. For the first time I felt something when my lips touched his.

We were paid up for the week but after three days we were ready to do something else. I am sure if It had been Mike we would have spent a lot more time in the room. I never even put on the sexy bikinis. Charlie didn’t mention it. I knew he was getting bored. “Would you like to do something different?”

“What?”

“I was thinking about getting a boat and cruise around the islands. Maybe you could fish some and we could get away from this crowd.” He lit up like a light bulb.

“Wouldn’t that be expensive?”

“It’s your fathers money, serves him right.” That was the first time I had mentioned his father.

I asked around and most of the boats were rented. Someone told me about one that was for rent but wasn’t that nicer boat. We went down to the dock to look at it and talk with the owner. It didn’t look that bad to me; not nearly as bad as the owner. Marcus was a huge black man with dread locks that hung down past his shoulders. He was solid black and his face looked like might have been hurt in a fight. His thick lips were even more noticeable because of his perfect white teeth when he smiled. He was dressed in cut off pants that hung low on his hips and a pair of flip flops. There sure wasn’t anything ugly about his body. I have never been around a man built like him.

“How long do you need the boat for?”

I looked at Charlie, “two, three, maybe four days?”

Charlie smiled, “sounds fine with me.”

“Where are you wanting to go?”

“Doesn’t matter as long as we get away from the crowds. I just want to lie out in the sun and Charlie would like to do some fishing.” I swear he gave my body the once over. It made me shiver.

“Be here at dawn tomorrow and we will get gone.”

Please wait…

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