Tammy was in the kitchen getting our morning coffee. She was in her prettiest night clothes, nothing. She smiled at my noticing her body as she handed the cups to me. “You know how to make a woman feel good without touching her, Hank,” Tammy whispered. I handed her a cup. “Tammy, you know I love your body and what you do with it. But I love you most for the woman you are. Are you nervous about talking to Father Ryan?” I s...

I had to make a mad dash to the bathroom during the night. When I stepped on the damp towels, it took a few seconds for my brain to retrieve the shower from last night. I finished my business and tried to let the seat down gently – oops! It slipped from my hand. “Honey, are you all right?” Tammy called from the bedroom. “Oh God, No! Oh, it hurts.” I limped out of the bathroom cupping my cock and balls. “What happened, Han...

Being a guy has advantages and disadvantages. One of the disadvantages is the nightly trips to the bathroom. It’s like how can I have that much liquid in me when I haven’t had anything to drink for hours? I looked at the clock, it was seven minutes after five, and I had two hours left to sleep. But I am wide awake. Tammy is sleeping so soundly; she has a little smile on her face. I would have hated to wake her up. So I ca...

The next morning, I walked out of the shower and into the bedroom. Tammy had my work clothes laid out for me. On the pocket of my shirt with a stick ‘em with lip prints and a heart. The aroma from the kitchen made my stomach growl, Tammy was working her magic. “Come and get it!” she called from the kitchen. I followed my stomach to the origin of the delicious smells. Tammy was putting the hashbrowns on my plate when I wal...

I didn’t set the alarm clock, but I can always count on my bladder. When I came out of the bathroom, Tammy was sitting up in bed the covers tucked neatly under her tits. I stopped and sat on the edge of the bed. “And to what do I owe this beautiful vision this morning?” I was admiring her assets. “I want coffee, but I’m feeling lazy,” she pushed the cover to uncover her tummy. “Say no more, Hot Pants,” I went to the kitch...

When the alarm went off on Monday morning, I took a swing at the damn thing and protested that its parents never married. Tammy came in with the aroma of her perfume and hot coffee floating into my head. I was lying on my side, and when I opened my eyes, I was looking right at her sweet brown patch. I smiled, sat up, and adjusted the pillow behind me. Tammy handed the cups to me and joined me in bed. “I thought that would...

Down on Main Street, luck was with us. I found a parking spot about midway down the street, under a tree. I helped Tammy out of the car. We stopped and looked up and down Main Street, remembering. We decided to walk to the end on this side, cross over then return on this side. The first store we came to was Tucker’s Jewelry. We looked at each other, Tammy had a tear trickle down her cheek. This is where we bought our ring...

“Are you awake, Beautiful?” I asked Tammy. “A little. Don’t move, I like it here,” Tammy cooed and snuggled closer to me. Tammy feels so good when she cuddles against me. She tucks herself into a little ball with her face buried in my chest. I put my arm over her side and squeeze her and pat her little ass. Tammy giggles and snuggles closer. “Whose turn is it to turn on the coffee pot? We need to set it so it starts itsel...

We were having our monthly Saturday party. Mark and Mona came in ready to party but for another reason. They put their contributions to the party on the table. Mona found a place on the couch, and Mark asked who needed a drink. “Did you two start without us, or what’s up?” Stacey asked. Mark found a place on the floor with a pillow; “I went to see my dad yesterday. His next-door neighbor was over having a beer. I sat and...

I gently let Pam down, we kissed again, only longer and more passionately. When our lips parted, I looked into Pam’s eyes, they were like soft blue skies. I kissed her again. “I can’t believe it, we are officially husband and wife. I couldn’t be happier,” Pam started to tear up. “And I have the most wonderful woman in the world for my bride. Pam, I will love you until I take my last breath on earth,” I promised. In the li...

Tuesday morning began with our usual coffee routine. Since I was meeting with Mrs. Worth today and tomorrow, Pam said she would go to the store and get some groceries. I suggested she would come with me, and that made her smile. Pam and I did the surveys and then met with Mrs. Worth. Mrs. Worth had one of their engineers, Gary, meet with us. Gary had a few basic questions, nothing major. After he left, Mrs. Worth said tha...

Sunday morning, Pam went to get our mugs of coffee. I whistled at her then she started to sway her little ass on her way to get the coffee. “Now that’s a cute little butt,” I called after her. “Hey, Big Boy,” Pam cooed and disappeared into the kitchen. She brought our coffee, and our morning began. Somewhere in the idle conversation, the realization of our wedding day on Friday came up. “Mark, Baby. I hate to bring this u...

I was walking out of the bathroom when Pam squeezed by me, kissed my cheek, and closed the door. This must be part of the training. I went to wake up the coffee pot. When I returned to the bedroom, Pam was propped up on her pillow, the covers tucked under her tits and looking wonderful. “Is Madam ready for coffee,” I asked regally. “Yes, please. I shall take my coffee now,” Pam waved her hand like a monarch. I brought our...

This is going to be an intense two weeks for us. Pam goes to see Doctor Foster today. I can tell by the look on her face she is worried. I don’t know if it’s what the doctor will say or her being so disappointed. But she has missed a couple of months. For me, I’m scared to death she’ll be disappointed. I got out of bed because I had to, when I got back Pam had gone to the kitchen to start the coffee. I was sitting on the...

Pam and I had been on the go for almost two months. Near the end of September, we started to get jobs close to home. I’ll never forget the first job we could stay home. “Coffee, Baby?” I heard that sweet little voice. I started to sit up in bed, turned to take our mugs of coffee from Pam, and lost it. She was standing there in an oversized tee shirt, pink fuzzy slippers, and her hair in curlers. I had to make a mad dash f...