I left Tammy’s and went home.  All the way, I thought about her saying there was no love for Sam.  A pity, it is.  I like Tammy a lot; she's a lot of fun, for sure, but is it fair to her?  If she left Sam, I wouldn’t marry her; I don’t have that feeling for her.

Lucia crept into my mind, and my heart thumped, maybe even skipped a beat.  But is it her, or is it because her old man is a horse’s arse?  More and more, it’s becoming her.  Her black hair, dark, tempting eyes flowed through my mind.  You can tell she has a sensuous figure, but she dresses like a lady.  My heart thumped again.

I pulled into the lot and sat in the car.  I don’t want to fight her old man, but for her, I would. Patrick Michael, what are ya thinkin’?   Then I smell her perfume; she hasn't been in my car, but it’s here.  There’s no doubt, I’m falling for the little colleen.  She has a simple beauty that makes me want to hold her in me arms.

I went up to the apartment and grabbed another beer.  There’s not a doubt in me mind I will not see Tammy again.  I sat on the couch and made a solemn vow.  I must see if Lucia will be havin’ me.

I finished off the three beers in the fridge.  It was late, so I showered.  I’ll shave in the morning.  But I need sleep.  I lay in the bed and rolled on me side.   I closed me eyes, but all I saw was Lucia.  I finally fell asleep.

The alarm went off and scared me out of ten years of life.  I hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom.  I shaved, then went for some breakfast.  Toaster pastries it is for this morning.  I’ve never run this late in me life.

At five past six, the lights and pumps glistened in the early morning.  Birds were singing their morning song.  Life was good.

Me first customer, a kindly looking gentleman, pulled up to the pump. He asked for a fill-up.  I asked him to pull the cord for the bonnet.  I have to remember to say “hood”.  He gave me a funny look, then realized what I meant. 

I checked his car fluids and oil.  It was a bit dark.  I showed him the dipstick and advised him to have it changed soon.  I put the dipstick back, he paid me, and thanked me. On to the tire rotation I have on today’s list.

The day went quite well.  Typically, on Mondays, people are refueling their cars from the weekend.  It’s a good day.   I got the tire rotated and called the owner.  It was getting close to five o’clock when a familiar car pulled in.  It was Lucia.  Me heart hopped over a beat.

“How may I help you, dear lady?” I asked as I leaned against her car.

“Could a helpless maiden find a cool and refreshing drink, kind sir?”  Her lilting feminine voice floated through me ears.

“Absolutely, young maiden.  Please allow me.”  I opened her car door and helped her out.

We walked into the cool office.  I found a chair for her and put a clean shop towel over it.  Just in case.  I went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.  I turned to her, but before I could open the bottle, she pointed to the fridge.

“Is that a bottle of Bootlegger, I see?”  Her dark eyes glistened, her smile was warm as a summer morning, and the air filled with her perfume.  Me heart was in double time.

“Aye, lass.  Anything for you.  Let me find a fresh cup, I think there’s-,”

“That’s okay.  I can handle a bottle.”  She put the bottle to her lips, and I wished it were me.

I grabbed another bottle and tried to regain my composure.  I could hear me heart pounding in me ears.

“How was your day, Lucia?  I hope it was good.”  I stammered, looking for words.

“It was busy but good.  There are always a lot of people on a Monday renewing their plates or driver's licenses.  Some get a nasty, but I just sit there and let them fume.  They have to renew, so I just wait until they realize it’s me or nothing.”  She smiled, then sipped her beer.

We chatted for a little while.  A couple of cars came in for fuel.  I did give them the proper Paddy O’Flynn attention even though me mind was in the office.  But I did get an oil change and a tune-up out of it all.

A car careened into the lot.  It slammed into me metal tire display, pushing it into my front window, cracking it.  I shielded Lucia from the chaos, then went outside to see if the driver was in trouble.  It was her old man.

“What is my daughter doing here?”  he demanded.

“Staying away from you.” I smiled at him.

“You stay away from her, you fucking Mick.”  His face was blood red.

“Well, Tony,” I said sarcastically, “she stopped in for some quiet conversation instead of a bellowing blowhard yelling and screaming at her.”  That got his attention.

“My daughter is not like the whore you fuck around with.”  He glared at me.

I was just about to ask him if he wanted a funeral or ICU, when the Sheriff pulled in.

He got out of the patrol car and casually walked over.

“Is there a problem, gentleman?”  He looked at Rossi.

“This fucking Mick is leading my daughter astray.  He is forcing her to be with him.”

From behind us came Lucia’s soft voice.  “No, I’m not being forced to be here.  I came here to see Mr. O’Flynn and just talk.  He was kind to me and fixed my car.  He’s a friend.”

The Sheriff gave Rossi a questioning stare.  “What do you have to say, Mr. O’Flynn?”

“Miss Rossi and I were in the office talking.  This, er gentleman drove into my lot like a madman.  He damaged my tire rack and pushed it into the window, cracking it.  I want to make a formal complaint.”

“You’re a lying bastard, O’Flynn.

“Aye, tis a bastard I am by birth, but you are because of your treatment of people, Rossi.”

Rossi made a move, and I cocked me left hand.  The Sheriff stepped in.

“Well, Mr. Rossi.  Is that your car that’s been dented by pushing the tire rack into the window, causing it to crack?”

“He’s got so much dirt and gravel on his lot I couldn’t stop.”  Was his excuse.

The Sheriff looked around and found nothing except me chuckling.

“You know, Rossi.  You are up against someone who isn’t afraid of you.  You have damaged his property, and that’s obvious.  You will receive citations for your accident, and Mr. O’Flynn is pressing charges against you. 

Antonio, I suggest you be very kind to Mr. O’Flynn and make arrangements to repair his property, or call your lawyer.  Let me know now what you want to do.”

“I’m not paying that Mick a dime.  Fuck him.”

“Well, I guess I’ll have to arrest you for careless and reckless driving, destruction of private property.”  The Sheriff went for his cuffs.

“Okay, okay.  Send me the estimate for the damages.”  The Sheriff looked at me.

“I’ll send them to your attorney.”  Rossi turned purple.

Rossi got in his car and left.  The Sheriff gave me a pamphlet to report the incident, then left.

“Paddy, I had better go.  It’s going to be a bad night. You really have Dad wound up.”  Lucia giggled. 

I walked Lucia to her car and held the door for her.  She got in, but wouldn’t let me close the door.  She got out and looked into me eyes.

“Paddy, I don’t know how you feel, but I’m in love with you.” 

Me heart stopped for a full minute.  My brain flatlined and the next thing I knew, Lucia was in me arms and we were passionately kissing.

“Lucia Rossi, I would walk through Hell for you and fight the devil himself for your heart.”  She was in me arms, I felt her body against mine.  I was totally lost in love.

“Paddy O’Flynn.  I think you just pissed the devil off.”  She giggled, and we kissed again.

Lucia left, and so did me heart.  I went upstairs. I showered and skipped the shave.  I opened a beer and put a meatloaf dinner in the microwave.  I have to keep me strength up.

A few weeks passed. Every Saturday, Lucia would stop by with lunch.  I don’t endorse drinking on the job, but when a beautiful lady brings ya favorite, ya can’t say ‘no’.

I would go upstairs after work.  I’d shower and have a beer, but didn’t have an appetite.  I could only think about Lucia: Lord, her smile, the fragrance of her perfume, her deep, dark eyes. Before she left, we would hug.  I could still enjoy her fragrance on me clothes.  

My phone buzzed.  It was Tammy.  She said Sam wouldn’t be in until Monday.  She said just once more, it was like she wanted to keep me close in case Sam divorced her.  I said I’d be over.

I finished me beer, then went to shave.  I wasn’t in a hurry.  This would be the last time Tammy would be together.  I went downstairs, got in the car, and went over to her apartment.

Tammy met me at the door nude, with dark, gothic makeup.  It did make her look hotter than she already was.  She grabbed me by me shirt and pulled me into the room.  She kissed me long and hard.  As she kissed me, she rubbed her large tits against me T-shirt.

Tammy pulled off me T-shirt, then knelt in front of me.  She untied me lounge pants and pulled them down.  She put her hands on me arse and sucked me cock.  Slowly her head bobbed up and down on me rigid shaft.  Tammy knows how to suck your cock and balls.

She smiled and licked her lips as she stood up.  I kicked off me shoes and stepped out of me pants.  Then, she slipped me cock between her legs.  Her pussy was soaked, so I slid easily between her pussy lips.  I grabbed her big tits, sucking one and squeezing the other.

“Paddy, if you don’t stop, I’m going to cum.”  She panted.

“That’s the idea, lass.” So, I continue to suck her tits and massage her pussy lips.

I continued to slip me cock between her legs.  Tammy was moaning with desire as she held me face on her tit.

I pulled away from her.  She looked surprised, so I kissed her. I turned her around and made her bend over.  I guided me cock into her dripping pussy, and reached for her tits. 

I was sliding in and out of her pussy.  Tammy was moaning and pushed back against me.  I slammed into her pussy a few times.  She was panting and groaning.  I slammed it to her once more and held it there.  She yelped, and streams of girl cum showered me cock and balls.

“Do me hard, baby, I want it hard.”  She panted.

I grabbed her hips and slammed into her harder than before.  She was moaning, and her pussy juices were still trickling on me cock.  I grabbed a handful of hair, shoved it hard and deep into her.

“Oh Fuck!” Tammy’s pussy showered me with more of her cum.

I didn’t stop pounding her, until she whispered, “Please, no more.  My legs are too weak,”  so I slammed into her a couple of more times just for me pleasure.

As I pulled out of her, Tammy slowly slid down to the carpet.  She lay there smiling and panting.

“Damn, Paddy.  You rode my ass hard. I loved it.” She reached up for me cock.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”  I gently pushed her onto the carpet.  She looked at me with wide eyes and a smile.

“Just don’t give me rug burns,” as she opened her legs for me.

Her bright pink pussy was wet and waiting for me cock.  I knelt between her legs and guided me cock into her wet warmth.  Tammy moaned as me cock slowly filled her pussy.  I pushed her legs toward her and me cock tapped her cervix.

“Damn, I’m only so big, how much deeper are you going?”

“Till me balls are bouncing off your arse.”  I started pumping her with long, firm strokes.

Me cock slid in and out of her wet passion pit.  Me balls were ready to explode and fill her with cum.  I began to pound Tammy, and me balls bounced off her arse. 

I lay on top of her so I could suck her tits.  Tammy yelped when I nipped her stiff nipples.  The harder I sucked her tits, the more she would moan with desire.

“Now, Paddy, now.  Cum in me,”  she begged.  Me cock was ready to comply. 

Her pussy soaked me cock and balls, and me cock began shooting loads of warm, thick cum as deep into her pussy as possible.  I pounded her as hard as I could, but I didn’t want to hurry.  I wanted to feel every stroke and every shot of cum as I pounded her.

Exhausted, I lay on top of her.  We were sweating and panting from the sex.  Tammy was smiling and squeezing me arse cheeks.

“I love how you do me, Paddy.  I wish I could have you forever.”

“It’s me cock ya want, lass.  You’d tire of me after a bit.”  Me cock was slipping out of her.

I kissed her, then nipped each tit as I got off of her.  She motioned me with her finger.  I moved up so she could use her tongue to collect any cum that was still on me cock.

“Mmmm, I love how he tastes.  And I love the feeling of your hot cum sliding down my throat.” 

“I admit, ya do a wonderful job of making a guy happy.  Let me help ya up.”

Tammy stood up, then her expression became sad.

“Do you have to leave?”

“Yes. I have a business to wake up to.  Besides, you never know if Sam will come home early.”

“I can’t be with him much longer.  It’s like I only exist to make his meals and a cum dump.”

“I’m sorry, luv, but I do have to go.  We’ll talk later.”  She sighed heavily and nodded.  She knew this wasn’t going to last much longer.

To be continued