G’day, Bob’s the name and I have been a very lucky person. I’m 23, single and semi lived in my camper come work white van which I built from an empty shell. My Godfather purchased the white van brand new for me, when obtaining my licence at the age of 17.

Ron was a very close school friend of my dad’s and when he left school at 16 he became a monk. Dad was the opposite and a girl chaser. He got mum pregnant at 19 and bingo, they had me. Dad did invite Ron to become my Godfather and to be part of our family. Apparently he was very happy to accept because his family, ostracized him for his personal choice. Every year from the age of four I was requested to write him a letter about what I have been doing for the year. By the time I got to nine I really did enjoy writing to ‘Ron, my GF’ as I called him. I found out in later years he was proud of the title. After fifteen years he retired from the monastery and purchased a home on the waterways. He was not gay or anything but just enjoyed life as a single man.

As I mentioned he was proud I passed my driving test and did buy me a large white van. I left school at 16 and became an apprentice carpenter. I qualified four years later. The company I worked for went bankrupt after two years working full time as a carpenter. During the apprentice I did fit out my white van as both a camper and mobile workshop. People who saw my van were amazed at my quality of workmanship. After completion, I was required to put the van ‘over the pits’ at the motor registry office and they were amazed at my low extra weight with all of the fitting out. I did remove all of my tools for the check though. Before the company folded, Ron had purchased a new boat and when it was moored on his pontoon, it was badly damaged during a massive storm. The timber decks were destroyed and he was quoted two years, before the company could even quote to repair due to amount of storm damage work in progress. I offered, if he paid for parts and food for me, I would come and try to repair. He accepted, so off I went interstate to finally meet Ron, my GF.

Ron was the same age as my father but smaller and quite thin, he did look quite pale for someone living in the sunshine state. We hugged on meeting, I am only 175cm thin but I do have muscles from my work. He invited me in and offered me the 4^th bedroom in the house with it own doorway outside, to sleep. I accepted and moved my van close to the doorway. I did show him my van and he was very impressed. We had dinner together and then separated for our sleeping arrangements. The next morning he showed me the boat, it was a Libeccio 13.5m. With my tablet computer, I did look at the original showroom pictures of the boat and could see both the wood and fibreglass damage. These I did photograph, this job would be taking me quite a few months to fix. Ron just asked me to let him know of any costs, at this stage I was not aware he did have plenty of funds.

The first job was building a temporary deck around the boat out of the water and an area to cover for sanding. We removed a lot of the interior loose fittings into bedroom 3 for safety and dust control. I started with the removal of the exterior wood and finding more fibreglass damage. These I photographed, sanded and fixed over the first few weeks. Lucky the damage was only on the top part of the deck and cabin, nothing below the waterline. I collected a quality white gel coat paint to spray then sand, paint and polished the whole top deck. It really did shine better then when he purchased it. Whilst the boat was in ‘dry dock’ we, well mostly me, did wash, sand and re-coat, polish and paint anti marine below deck line. This did make the boat look brilliant. I was very happy to see no damage to the insides which contained three cabins, 5 beds and a very nice galley.

I went to a timber merchant and collected the teak wood to refurbish the many deck areas. They did recommend a finish but it was not suitable for marine usage. As Ron was with me we did go for an hour drive to a marine specialist supply shop for the glue, stainless steel screws, cable and marine varnish etc. He had no problems with paying for the premium products after what I did with the fibreglass body. I spent the next six weeks measuring, building, sanding and varnishing the woodwork on the damaged areas of the boat. I did keep most of the originals as a templates. During this time Ron did spend some time away and would not mention where he was going. One day he did get my mobile number, ask to see my drivers licence and copied it to his phone, his reason was if anything should happen to him whilst I was here they could contact me. I thought nothing of it. When Ron was home he really did enjoy making dinner and our evening chats. He was a mean cribbage player though and we had great fun gaming every few days.

Finally after three months I/we did finish the boat and Ron was most pleased, he did get me to apply for a marine licence whilst staying with him using his home for the address and I did pass. Finally we took the boat on the water from his pontoon. We travelled outside the headland and returned. It was then we found the fuel tank had also been damaged. We took the boat via his trailer to the marine yard for them to drain and change. At that time he did find out he could install a larger tank, which he paid for. It would take three weeks to install and he asked me to stay on and check it out. I could now relax and enjoy the sea coast. I did spend some time at the beach admiring the scenery both landscape and lovely revealing ladies.

Twelve days later Ron said, he would be away for the next 7 days, he did look very, um, yellowish. On the third day I was contacted from the hospital and asked to attend and see Ron. He looked so skinny and sickly in the hospital gown. A doctor and his solicitor, Stuart, advised Ron does not have much time to live, he is not in pain but has incurable liver cancer. He held my hand and nodded to his solicitor, they explained as Ron does not have any family contact and I have always been kind to him, he is leaving his estate to me. As I held his hand and looked at him, we smiled and he passed on. I just felt his hand drop away with the grip. The monitors flat-lined with the doctor switching the machine off, he was under a DNR order. I cried and kissed his forehead in memory and thanks. I gave him another kiss on behalf of my dad. He did request his body is cremated and the ashes cast out to sea by me in now my boat.

I don’t remember arriving home or how I did drive home, but home I did arrive, safely. I telephoned dad and let him know. It would be three weeks for his ashes to be returned. My dad is flying up to help me scatter the ashes. For the next few days I just moped around the house. I pack his clothes in bags for the op shops and personal belongings, these I did give to dad. On Monday morning Stuart, his solicitor, came around and presented me with the details of Ron’s estate and took me to the bank to open my account locally and transfer all of Ron’s funds into my name available at present. At this stage he mentioned, I could live life like Ron without the need for full time employment, as income from his investments, would keep me financial well off. He did handle the houses Ron purchased for leasing and asked if he should continue, I did agree at this stage as I was not a financial person then, he did seem happy. Later that week I did collect the boat with the newly installed tank. I took the boat out for testing and I had been out in the boat a few times and I was getting to enjoy sailing the boat and started to self learn fishing after getting a fishing licence, I only caught enough for two meals for myself. Any really small or big ones I did throw back into the sea.

After three weeks a parcel arrived containing Ron’s ashes. Dad came up on the Friday and Saturday morning we went out pass the seaway and scatter his ashes about 3 nautical miles from the coast. I did mentally mark the spot for reverence. Dad was impressed with Ron’s home, boat etc and told me to look after it all. I will. Sunday Dad flew home with Ron’s personal belongings, anything to do with his financial information Dad did leave with me. For the next few weeks I spent the time sailing and cleaning the house.

Today I went to the marina and waited for fuel. After an hour I finally got served. He was not too happy filling my boat with 1,400 litres of diesel fuel. I did collect some diesel oil as well. The water tank was filled at home. I park at the marina and went into the shop to collect some lunch, as I am not a drinker, I did not use the pub. The girl behind the counter was very helpful to me, being a newbie, her name was Eve. Petite 30D 18, 24 and around 165cm tall. What I did like was her light brown hair in very long plats, that is plats to her waist line and she is very pretty. As I walked out, she walked out as well with her shift finished. We seem to click, she was wearing a white t-shirt, mini denim skirt and sandles. Eve asked “Are you going home or for a ride?”

She did not realise I came by boat and not a car. I smiled and advised “I’m taking my boat home after a sail and perhaps an hour or so fishing. Would you like to come out to sea with me?” Smiling Eve nodded, saying “yes”. When Eve saw my boat she was impressed, asking permission to come aboard, I agreed and got her to tell her parents where she was going for our safety. Eve took some picture of my boat and sent it on to her mum for information.

I showed Eve the inside of the boat and got her to leave her handbag and sandles below. Putting on our life jackets, I started it up and slowly sailed outwards pass the marina and seaway, out about 4 n-miles and stopped the engines to enjoy the freedom of being the only people around on the Coral Sea. Not only was it mild, it was empty as far as we could see. Eve asked “Where is the toilet?” I pointed to the ocean with a smile, she looked at me, “I don’t have any swimmers either?”

I replied, “I don’t use them out here either, shall we go in together?” As I stripped off my shirt and shorts etc, I dived into the water to relieve myself. I looked at Eve, she smirked and joined me naked. Getting back on board I pulled out two towels and laid down on one letting the sun dry me off. Eve climbed back on board and joined me laying down getting sun dried. I did hold her hand though.

After we dried, around fifteen minutes, Eve rolled to her side and just looked at me and my equipment. She reached out and started to stroke my semi hard cock slowly. I reached and played with her nipple softly rolling it between my thumb and forefinger, I was really showing a nice length and thickness with Eve barely able to grip all around my cock. It had been over twelve months since my last girlfriend. Eve let go of my hand and sat on my legs using both hands to teasing my cock slowly pulling back and forth my foreskin. Slowly moving her head forward she blew cool breath of air on the head of my cock. It was really teasing and getting me close. I tried to reach for her body but she would not allow any touching. I could at least feel her wetness down between my legs.

Moving quickly Eve dropped her mouth over the head of my cock and swallowed it at towards the back of her throat, then releasing me, Eve moved up and sank her pussy slowly down the length of my cock. After a few inches I could feel tightness inside of her as she screamed out loudly from her first orgasm with me. I held her hips to keep her steady, she did, without realising, rocked the boat as well. It was a great experience to feel her cum like that. I kept pumping inside her as she madly kept riding me, then her second and my first cum arrived together. This time she went ballistic bouncing around and feeling me shooting inside her. She fainted on top of me and I was exhausted finally cumming after a year. I grabbed her towel and covered her back as we slept.

We woke up together but not connected, I could feel our cum dripping on the towel and my legs. We dived into the sea to clean up. I collected two cold drinks from the galley and we sat looking at the sea and each other.

Eve stated “I have never ever done anything like what we did. I’m normally the quiet one. Sorry.”

Looking into her blue eyes I answered “No need to be sorry I really did enjoy it, it’s been over a year since my last girlfriend, we did part as friends though. Personally I was not sure on how to go with you for the fact we have just met. I know I do really like you before our sexy time.” with a broad smile.

Eve smiled “I have no boyfriend either now, he was pinched three months ago by a slut who is everyone usage. After the way he carried on, I did not want anything to do with him. Can we go out together to get to know each other?”

I reached forward and gently grabbing her hand, bring her body onto my lap, with my arm around her back I played with her clitoris and deeply inserted two fingers inside her pussy, she moaned in pleasure, with my mouth I suckled her pink nipple, she cum again flooding my fingers with her juices. Eve rested her head on my shoulder as I removed my fingers then bringing them to my mouth to taste, she immediately joined me sucking one of my juicy fingers then we kissed for the first time, a deep tongue fighting kiss with hugging and her tits pushing into my chest. This made me rise and I placed Eve on the deck and mounted her pussy. She had her legs wide open and then wrapped around me. We were just fucking each other in madness and it was beautiful. We finally cum together again and were exhausted.

I kissed her lips and answered “Yes darling Eve I would love to date you further.” She hug and kissed me, then we cleaned up in the sea again, laughing together.

This time we dried ourselves and each other and dressed to return to shore. I pulled onto my boat pontoon and showed Eve my house, I showered and dressed ready to take Eve out to dinner after calling at her house to shower and dress. On the way to Eve’s place I did ask if she wanted to stay overnight and explained my no drinking and driving rule. She agreed. We drove in Ron’s 450 black Mercedes, that is now my car. I did have the choice of three, excluding my white van.

Meeting Eve’s parents, Brian and Edith, I was surprised she had two siblings, a younger sister Anna 17 and brother Greg 16. Eve I did find out was 22. Eve had moved out when she was 17 and returned home at 21 after uni studies. Her father was surprised with my car and that I was only a carpenter. When Eve did show the boat on the tablet, I did mention I re-built the deck after storm damage. He, having some experience with boats, did request I let them see it. Then I showed a picture of the boat before my work and he was amazed. Anyway I did promise to show them the boat and it would be easier for me to pick them up from the marina than travel to my home. Eve came into the lounge area dressed for dinner with an overnight bag. Man didn’t she look elegant and sexy, not slutty, sexy. She explained to her dad and mum I did not drink and drive so she would be staying over night with me. Her sister was not happy she was not invited. I said nothing.