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Son of a Sailor

Copyright© 2023 by SmokinDriver

Chapter 4

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 4 - This is a story about a young man that come from a family that made their living on the sea for generations. How does he take what he was born to do and make the most of it. Coming of age, rags to riches. 30 chapters. I hope you enjoy it.

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   Fa/Fa   Consensual   Rags To Riches   Light Bond   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Size  

Sin was home the next weekend and wanted to get together. She took me back to the same club as before and she made sure that she was first this time but then there seemed to be a line of people either wanting to fuck the big cock or watch. I was surprised at the number of women that were there watching and rubbing themselves. Later on after we had showered and I was getting dressed, a number of women came by and handed me their phone numbers on slips of paper. Sin saw it but just nodded to them.

Later I asked her about it. “That was pretty brash to give me their numbers with you sitting right there.”

“They were watching me as they approached to see what my reaction would be. After the first one the rest were brave enough to give it a try.”

“Won’t the club be upset if they get cut out of the hook ups?”

“Sherry can’t stop two people from getting together and she is only open a few days a week. There have been couples that have met there and gone on to marry. Then they cancel their membership because they don’t want the other fucking around. People come and people go. I have been gone the last two weeks in L.A. I’m heading to Seattle for two weeks on Monday. I can’t expect you to sit around and not go out when I’m gone. I got laid in Los Angeles. I hope you didn’t sit around waiting for me.”

We spent the night at my place and slept in the next morning. It was a short walk to the club for brunch and the place was busy. Sin was sipping her mimosa when she said, “There’s one that you should get to know. She could use a nice bull like you.”

Looking across the room I saw an older man and two younger women. I guessed that one was his daughter and the other his granddaughter. “Do you know them? I don’t remember seeing them around the club.”

“That is Mr. Patterson and his wife, Lucy. That’s their daughter but I haven’t met her before. they’re a very nice couple. I’ve met him through work a couple times and them together at parties before as well.”

“I won’t ask about the parties here in public.”

Just then, Lucy was walking by to get some prime rib from the carving station. Sin said, “Hello, Lucy, It’s good to see you.”

Lucy stopped and looked, “Cynthia. It has been a while. You should come over for drinks so we can catch up.”

Smiling, she said, “We should get together. This is my friend, Bull or that’s what everyone calls him. Even some ladies that don’t know his name. Do you keep your boat here or just here for the fabulous food?”

She blushed a bit at Sin’s comment then said,” “It’s nice to meet you Bull.” Then turning her head to answer Sin, she said, “E.J. is getting a new boat soon but we still have the lucky lady and keep her docked here. We need to get out and do some sailing but with the older rigging It’s hard to manage with just me as the crew.”

“If you ever need a crew, I miss being out in the wind. I need to get a new boat but will probably wait until next year. It’s nice meeting you as well, Lucy.”

“I’ll let my husband know. If you’re serious, he may ask you to go out today. He likes to sail as well.”

After getting her prime rib she went back to the table and spoke with her husband. He came over and said, “Hi, I’m E.J. and my wife says you know how to sail and would like to go out some time.”

“I grew up on the ocean and would love to go out sailing when you have the time.”

That is how we ended up sailing in the upper bay that afternoon. I could have handled the entire boat by myself so helping E.J. with the sails was pretty easy. I could tie a knot faster than he could say the knot. We had all the sails out and the spinnaker was even used during a long reach.

While we sailed he talked about his new boat being built in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. All the sails were self-furling so he didn’t have to stow and get out different sails. He even had electric winches to help trim the sails. He should be able to sail by himself in theory once everything was set up. We talked about the boat and I asked a lot of questions to keep him going. He seemed to enjoy talking about it.

He finally slowed down and said, “I should stop talking about myself so much. Are you a member of the club Bull or were you Cynthia’s guest?”

“Cynthia was my guest this morning.”

“Well, then It’s nice to meet you. We almost didn’t get in. We kept our boat at another marina and didn’t want to change since the other is closer to the house. I had too many people talking to me about joining, I finally broke down and bought in. Are you on your parent’s membership?”

“No, I have my own membership. I guess I was the first member. I don’t even own a boat but bought the marina last year and then did the conversion and started the yacht club. I hired Gary and he is doing a great job running the place.”

“You seem young but it’s good to see young people starting their own businesses. Do you do a lot of investing? I’m sure you’ve heard of E.J. Patterson. My grandfather started the firm back around the turn of the century. I took over from my father a few years ago when he retired.”

I had a big smile on my face. He asked, “What’s so funny?”

“I know that I should be investing but I have so much in cash it’sn’t even funny.”

“How much is ‘So much’?”

The girls were talking about other things and weren’t paying attention to us. I was just barely loud enough for him to hear. “In offshore banks and safe deposit boxes in different places, probably over fifty.”

“Fifty thousand?”

“Fifty million.”

He sat back like he’d been slapped and was quiet for a while. He finally said, “I don’t normally get involved in things like this but we do have branches around the world if you want to invest from offshore. It would definitely be better than a safe deposit box would. One day you can tell me how a young man can amass so much at such a young age.”

“I just tell people that I inherited it but maybe one day in a private place and after a few drinks, the true story may come out.”

He nodded his approval and smiled at me as we came about and headed up river towards the marina, or as I should say the yacht club. I helped him square away the boat before we all hugged and said goodbye. Lucy’s daughter, Jamie, had gone home after their lunch since she had to study but we had a good time on the water.

Sin came in for a quicky before she went home to get ready for her trip in the morning. She said, “I told Lucy about you. She’s been to the private club a couple times but I don’t think they’re members and aren’t there regularly. She likes the big ones and her husband likes to watch. We talked out on the water and she said that E.J. is twenty four years older than her and her daughter just turned twenty. She goes to Juliard and is some kind of musician. Lucy is 44 and E.J. is 68. He doesn’t perform the way he used to but they’re open to her having lovers if she needs more than he can give. I gave her your number but I saw you give him your number as well. I guess you plan to do some more sailing.”

“He wants me to use his investment firm to handle my money.”

“I thought you had all your money in real estate.”

“I have almost double what I did a year ago and I had a lot then.”

“I work with some of the top investment advisors in the country if you need any help.”

“Do I need help? I don’t know what I don’t know. I have a bunch in checking accounts and a bunch in safe deposit boxes, I have a very small percentage in real estate.”

She sat up with her big breasts distracting me. “You need to get some help. Your money isn’t making you money and it isn’t insured. A bank account is only FDIC insured up to a hundred grand.”

“My CPA keeps telling me that. I’ll talk to Mr. Patterson this week.”

On Wednesday, I was at the top of a tall building down by Wall Street. I had on a sports coat but no tie. It was 3pm and he closed the door. You are my last meeting scheduled today and we can talk as long as we need to figure this out and then you are coming home to have dinner with Lucy and me.

I was a little nervous and asked, “Does this fall under attorney client privilege? I don’t want to get me or you in any trouble.”

He laughed and then said, “Do you have an attorney?”

“Sure, I use Trevor Morris over at Morris and Flemming.”

“I know Trevor, let me give him a call.” He hung up the phone about ten minutes later. “Trevor has hired me to advise you. I work for him and am not allowed to disclose anything to anyone because of attorney client privilege. You can tell me the whole story.”

“For the next 90 minutes I told him the story but didn’t mention my dad or uncle knowing anything about it or being involved. I told about the wreck, the coke, the trip to California and the one to New York and all the stops with all the money in between. He had a tally of all the places the money was. Then I told him about the membership at the club. He laughed. “You bought the place and remodeled it for under five million then sold memberships for a hundred grand each to five hundred people. That’s fifty million and a great return on your investment.”

“Not everyone had to pay a hundred but yeah. It was a lot of money.”

“I heard the original investors got in cheaper but the early bird and all that stuff. I would advise you to get your money out of checking and lock boxes. They aren’t insured and don’t pay you any interest. Even a money market is an investment and insured. I think I have one paying over four percent. That is four million a year on a hundred million and the funds are liquid if you need them.”

It felt like I was being scolded. “I’ll move things as soon as we get everything set up.”

He punched a button on his phone and said, “Have Heather come in with some new account forms for both US and foreign accounts.”

Heather came in and set up a couple accounts for me. She gave me a piece of paper that had wiring instructions. It was late by the time we finished. It would be the next day before I could contact the banks to start wiring funds to the foreign brokerage account. I would talk to the CPA about getting the funds moved to the domestic account. I would leave the twenty that I had in the safe deposit boxes for now so I could avoid any problems with the IRS or DEA.

When we wrapped up we went down and he had a driver and car waiting for him. We were soon in his condo with a great view of the city. Dinner had been prepared and served by their cook. After dinner we had coffee and moved to the living room to talk. The cook said goodnight after she had everything cleaned up.

I didn’t want to intrude too much more so I said that it was getting late and I didn’t want to be a bother. Lucy gave her husband the look and he gathered his words before he said, “After the sailing yesterday, Lucy mentioned that Cynthia had mentioned you and that you’d been to the private club. We’ve been there before as a couple but I’m getting older and can’t seem to keep up and keep it up if you know what I mean. I’m also somewhat famous or at least I’m recognized and that isn’t the best thing if my wife and I are spotted at a sex club.”

This was heading where I thought it might but I just listened and didn’t interrupt. He continued, “Lucy is much younger and has needs and desires. I have her as the love of my life, not just a trophy wife but it’sn’t fair for her to give up her youth, just because I’m old. If she has desires then I want them fulfilled. We were always a very sexual couple and very open. I would like for you to give her what I can’t.”

Lucy added, “Cynthia said you were very blessed and were very good at sharing your blessings with others.”

With a big smile, I said, “I’ve never heard it described that way but, yes, I’ve been blessed. I’ve gone to the club with Sin before a couple times and had fun. How would this work? I’ve been with other men’s wives but they were sharing Cynthia at the time.”

E.J. said, “I love my wife and love to see her happy. I would like to watch you please her even if I can’t join in.”

They both looked at me with hope and anticipation. I said, “What about after today? Is this a one time thing? Will I be on call to come when you want me? Can I stop by when I’m in the mood and does E.J. have to be here? I’m not saying yes or no, but I want to understand before we go too far how this all plays out in the end.”

Lucy said, “We’ve never done this before. We’ve gone to the club and I’ve burned through a ton of batteries for my toys but this is a first for us as well.”

E.J. was quiet but we were both looking at him. He finally said, “I thought you would be so excited that you would jump at the chance to have sex with my wife. I see now that you’re not someone that can just be used and dismissed. I could offer to pay you but after today I don’t think that is a real motivation here. Can we have tonight and then we can talk about how we all feel? Any one of us may not want to do this again and if that is the case, any one of us can stop it. If we’re all pleased with the date, then we can set expectations later on. Is that fair?”

“That sounds fair to me.”

We adjourned to the bedroom and she looked nervous. Lucy wasn’t the typical trophy wife with blonde hair and fake tits. She had a tall lean body with breasts that fit her perfectly. They weren’t massive but definitely showed she was all woman. Her hair was dark and went down her back. Her ass had a nice shape although it sagged a little bit with her age. I knew that her husband couldn’t get it up or at least not long enough to satisfy her needs. I left my cock in my pants and slowly took off her clothes as her husband settled into a chair by the bed. She had two orgasms from my tongue before I removed my pants.

As my boxers hit the floor, E.J. knew that even if he was only 20 years old that he couldn’t compete with what I had been blessed with. I shared my blessings with Lucy. She came another six times chanting all along how good it felt. I finally came long and hard as she came one last time on my pulsing cock. We were both sweating from the activity and looked over to see E.J. with his pants around his ankles and his five inch cock in his hand. I took that to mean that he wasn’t too upset with the way his wife had responded. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up before coming back to get my clothes and get dressed. E.J. was now on the bed behind Lucy, cuddling her. I dressed and said that I’d talk to them later before letting myself out.

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