Chapter Two
His phone vibrated as the boat chugged along towards the crab beds; the text read “Dear Sailor Boy. I'm really sorry about what happened in the men's room today. I don't know what came over me. Please forgive me” It seemed as though someone wanted him to think what happened was somehow wrong as he read the unnecessary apology. Just reading the reminder sent a wave of pleasure through him.
He thought only briefly before replying. “Sally please don’t apologize…what you did was fantastic…had you continued it would have been me that came over you doll, all over you, inserting a smiley face, nothing to forgive; only my thanks are needed. By the way folks call me Barney, talk to you soon. ”
A reply came in less than a minute “Okay sailor boy or Barney, what ever your name is. I was feeling really horny this morning and no one had ever given me such a big tip for a coffee before. Guess I just wanted to thank you. It will not happen again. Sally.” He was sitting on the head, the coffee had gone through him as usual when it arrived, the ID was hers, he smiled until he found out that her overt act had been only because of the sizable tip…and not the sizeable cock she had seen and then grasped.
It didn’t take long before I sent a reply “Sally I had hoped it was more than the cash that brought you to see me. Well, you thanked me in a way that has left a mark on me forever; thank you for that, and I hope we can become friends even if that never happens again” He sent it along, now rather depressed as he walked back topside in time to begin the tasks of crabbing…long hard hours lay ahead for him and the rest of the crew…His thoughts stolen by the intense labor of hoisting the cages and emptying them before repeating the process nonstop for the next 12or 14 hours.
An exchange of texts via the instant messaging site they now shared went back and forth over the next day or so, it seemed they weren’t on at the same time, but the off line messages were much more easily read than simple texting.
“Dear Barney,
I guess I secretly always wanted to do that but never had the nerve. I knew that you would be leaving and would not be able to do anything about it, I'm sure that over the next week or so you will totally forget about it. By the way I have never felt anything so big before hard or soft. Sally”
“Sally,
I have to say that I am honored that you got up the nerve. Please know that some things in life are memorable enough to be remembered forever. You and what you did falls into that group. When your huge firm tits pressed against my back and your hand took my cock it was the most wonderful feeling of surprise I’ve ever had. Thanks for the compliment; God has blessed me with just enough to take care of you just right baby. I hope when I get back I can let you see and feel what it is like when it’s really hard. I’d be a very happy sailor if you just let me feel the warmth of your lips around it." The crew was about to begin yet another trap line so he dressed and went top side to do his job. I felt the vibration of the phone when the message came in, but as luck would have it the crew was working the second trap line which meant two things. First that there was no way in hell of answering it right then due to the intense labor, and second that the waterproof suit I wore was so confining I would have to strip half naked to get to the damned thing. I sighed with regret when the reminder vibration hummed so close to my encouraged member. An hour later the boat chugged along the route, a short reprieve from the labor I excused myself to go and use the head. Reading her text “Dear Barney, I would like to get to know you better but right now my rent is due and I need some new clothes, would you help me out? PS, I've been thinking all day about what it would be like to have that big cock in my mouth. Sally” My jaw fell open as the now over sized cock swelled full with a need to be drained. I didn’t know whether to be happy beyond belief with her wanting to get to know me better and sucking my currently hard eager dick, or sad because she seemed to be having money problems. A small voice told me she could just be leading me on to get money, but if she was talking blow jobs, it would be worth whatever she could glean to feel her lips around my cock. I slipped my hand around the base and began dreaming of her wet lips around the massive cock…it wasn’t long as my hand swept fluidly along the thick shaft lubricated by the pre-cum that dribbled almost immediately after I began before the spasms of climax flooded over me while a restrained the vocal outcry and two thick ropes of semen streamed against the wall three feet away. I chuckled as I thought about just how many times that wall had been coated with jism by one crewman or another over the years and wiped it off with a damp paper towel.
I clicked to reply. “Beckey, I’ve been thinking about you too doll; Yeah, you talking about sucking me sounds so sweet I got hard as a rock and as you know that’s one big stone pillar. Sorry about the money problems, I’ve been there before. I can spare a little bit if it would help you out, how about I set up a withdrawal at my bank for you? I’ll have to get your full name and some form of ID number for them to have to verify it babe; send them to me and I can set it up today. Looking forward to getting back to shore; you are one hot lady. I’ll hold you to that thought doll, you may not be able to take it all, but just the thought makes me want it babe. Barney”
Her reply came back within a minute again, I thought about what problems this could turn into, but lust overpowered reason as I read her text. “My full name is Sallie La Flirte; A French name. My Maine Drivers License Number is B4561597. I really appreciate you helping me out with this and will make it all worth your while. I plan on going shopping all day tomorrow; I really need some new clothes. I'd like to buy some things that you will like since you are paying for it. Can you give me some ideas of what you like? If you have any pictures of how you would like me to dress that would be a big help. I'd like to find something that would make that big cock of yours hard as a rock but I have no idea what you like. Sally”
I got the text back in no time; apparently she had rent to pay soon, and seemed to want to do some shopping as well. No big deal, I could afford a bit of a ‘loan’ and if she couldn’t repay in dollars, she surely would in other ways, or so she had implied more than once. I had only minor doubts of her honesty, but then I tended to be a trusting guy, not to mention Sally’s offer made it worth the risk. Going on line I connected to the bank and arranged for a $1,000.00 draft to be drawn in her name, the memo on the transaction, which is a legal requirement when doing so via on line banking with a third party picking up the draft would read “Loan against future employ” which in my mind meant I was for all intents and purposes hiring her for some unspecified task upon my return to shore. I chuckled at the secretary’s suggested and suggestive wording, knowing she was one of the ladies who knew all too well about what I was capable of in the rack.
I logged out of the bank site and opened up the message center, eagerly sending her a note. “Sally, Arranged a draft in your name at the First National Bank on 3 rd Street…I am hoping a thousand will get you what you need to take care of and some clothes as well.