“Good morning, my husband.  Coffee time.”  Lucia’s soft voice brought me out of a deep sleep.

“Good morning, pet.  You are a true gem, thank you.  You look beautiful this morning.”  I took the mugs from her.

“Oh, this old suit.  My Momma gave it to me twenty-eight years ago.  Does it look okay?”

“Lucia Sophia, you are the most beautiful girl in the world.  I thank the Almighty every day for ya.”  We clinked our mugs and had our first sip.

“Have you thought about my offer, Paddy.  I would love to help you in any way I can.  Taxes are a pain, to say the least.  And, if I leave the company, if I need something, I’m sure you would let me buy it.  Of course, I would be very careful with the money.”

“My last worry is the money with you.  Now others are trying to steal ya from me, that’s another consideration.”  My voice was stern but gentle.

“But, you’d tire of being here day and night.”

“Oh, no.  During the day, you would work in the shop.  I would be caring for the house and bringing your lunch, AND make certain you were eating proper, Mr. No Lunch.”  She had me there.

“Then, at six, you could close up your shop, come upstairs to a cold beer waiting for you.  Then I’d have a nice hot shower ready for ya.  And NO FOOLING AROUND, you take your relaxing shower.”

“I can’t promise the no-fooling-around, my sexy little Aisling.  I’d be tempted to pull ya in, clothes and all, and undress ya under our little waterfall.”  Lucia lifted the covers and turned to me with a smile on her face.

“I can see you aren’t teasing about the shower, lover.  Please, think about it, Patrick.  I know how crazy taxes can be.  I’ve been dealing with all sorts of them since I was nineteen.  Please, Paddy?”

“Aye, that I will.  I hate doing the bookkeeping, but it has to be done, and I don’t want you to feel stuck.”

“I’m stuck now, Paddy.  I’ll tell you the truth.  I don’t have any close friends there because of Dad.  I’m alone in a crowd.  At least, I would be able to care for you and your home and see you through the day.”

“He’s a pity.  Lucia, first of all, this is our home; everything is ours, not mine.  I’d love to have ya around.  If this is what you really want, give your notice.  I will say right now, you have my sympathy with those tax bastards.”

“More coffee, boss?”  Lucia’s tone was almost a giggle.  When she walked to the kitchen, the lass wasn’t kidding.  Oh, how well those two arse cheeks work like two synchronized pistons.

She came back with the coffee, but with only the one mug.  “Where’s yours, luv?”

“It’s five-ten.  Morning coffee time is over.”  She came over to kiss me.

She bent over to let her tits dangle in me face.  I held her right one and kissed it, then licked her hard nipple.

“Mmmm, the benefits are better than what I have at the office.  I’m going to lick, I mean, like it here.”   She gave me another view of her sweet little arse as she went back into the kitchen.

At a quarter of six, me phone buzzed.  It was Otto.  He said he didn’t feel well and wouldn’t be in today.  I told him I understood and hoped for his fast recovery.  Lucia came to the table to refill me coffee.  She looked at me with a sad face.

“Otto?”

“Aye, pet.  He’s calling in more often.  Hell, he’s in his eighties; he deserves to rest and get some enjoyment out of life.”

“Do you think you should mention it to the Widow Sappinton the next time she’s in?”  Lucia’s face had a saucy expression.

“Lass, we want him better, not give his heart a shock.”  We both chuckled, but deep in our hearts, the worry was increasing daily.

Lucia came down, ready for work.  She held me hand; her expression was serious.

“I’m giving my notice today, Patrick.  But I have a worry I didn’t think of until this morning.  What if we have a harsh winter and the income isn’t what we need for us and the shop?”

“Lucia, I have a pension from the Navy as well as me discharge money.  We’ll be just fine, but if you’ve changed your mind and want to stay on, I understand.

“Not a chance in your life, Patrick Michael O’Flynn.  Not after you showed me the benefits of the job, I’d be a damned fool to stay there.  And that ain’t no leprechaun, either.”

Lucia kissed me, patted me crotch, then got in her car.  We waved until she pulled onto the roadway and headed into Russel.  As she drove off, I started to miss her.  A lot.

Sheriff Dan pulled up to the pump.  He got out, and we shook hands.  “What can I do for ya, Sheriff?

“Fill her tank if you please, Paddy.  I’d like to make an appointment for the usual oil change, tire rotation, and the works.  When will it be good for you?”

“Sheriff, I know you need your car twenty-four hours a day, but what if you could bring her by when your shift is over?  I could service her without you being out of service during the day.  Would that be easier for ya? Oh, and you can use my car in the meantime.”

“Paddy, that would be great.  You give me a day, and I’ll bring the old girl in.  I have to say, Friday and Saturday nights are the busiest.  How about next Tuesday night?”

“I’ll write ya in me book right now.”  I ran into the office and put the Sheriff down for the service.

When I went back to his car, I finished fueling her and checked under her bonnet.  “Aye, Sheriff, her oil is as black as night.  She’s about due.” 

In a split second, I remembered Otto telling me to change Lucia’s oil frequently.  It increased the worry of my dear friend.

“Okay, Sheriff, you’re good to go.  Tuesday night is in the books, so you can chase the bad guys with a fully serviced patrol vehicle.”  We shook hands, and he slapped me on me shoulder. 

There is a dodger servicing his patrol car.  I don’t want to charge him, and he insists.  I think he should be taken care of as a protector of our village.  He usually wins when the threat of being locked up for a week comes into play.  It’s a silly game we play.

At twelve-thirty, me phone buzzed.  It was me girl’s ring.  She sent a text.

“Look for these in the office fridge.”  It was a picture of her panties.  I went to the fridge. She wrapped me sandwich in foil, then wrapped it in her panties.  And she wants to be around here all the time.  Me cock will wear out before me wrenches.

After lunch, I was busy until Lucia pulled into her carport.  She got out smiling from ear to ear.

“Did you find your lunch, sweetheart?”  We kissed, and I patted her arse.

“You are a sly woman, Lucia O’Flynn.  How was your day?”

“I went into Mr. Carney’s office with my resignation letter.  He looked at it and set it aside.  He looked at me and said, “Okay.  You can make your last day this Friday.” The insulting meanie.

“The insulting bastard, ya mean.  People like him, ya want to shove a fist in their face.”  I was pissed.

“Well, I will get my 401 and two weeks' vacation money.”

“Mind ya, the cheap bastard may try to cheat ya out of that.” Lucia looked at me with a stern expression.

“Let him try.  I am Italian, and to make it stronger, I have Irish injections to make me stronger.”

I smiled at her and kissed her.  “I’m proud of ya, lass.”  She went upstairs to have her shower and start dinner.  Damn, I can’t stop watching her cute arse as she walks.  Oh well, back to draining the transmission.

Closing time arrived, and I shut the shop down.  I made my way up the stairs.  Tonight, they seemed a little higher and longer.  

I walked into the apartment, and the aroma of dinner flowed through me nose.  I heard Lucia in the kitchen and a tapping.  When she came to the door with me beer, she was wearing an over-the-neck apron and high heels. Period.

“Here’s your beer and your welcome home kiss.  Are you ready for a hot shower and a hot shave?”

“Lass, nothing could be hotter than what I’m looking at right now.”  Lucia giggled, and we kissed.

“You’re a flirt, Paddy O’Flynn, not off with you.  Get yourself comfy; I’ll join you with a beer when you're ready. “ I kissed me bride then headed for the shower.

As I walked into the bedroom, she had a fresh pair of boxers and a clean T-shirt.  All this after she had worked her butt off all day for that ungrateful piece of shite.  Bastard.

I finished me shower and was just pulling on me T-shirt when Lucia called to me.

“Dinner when you’re ready, lover.”  Somehow, I transported meself into the kitchen.  Lasagna and red wine.  Lord, forgive me for being a glutton.

Lucia brought two beers, and we sat on the couch.  She told me about the conversation between her and the arsehole.  She could see how I felt about the bastard.  Then I told her about servicing the Sheriff’s car on Tuesday night.  Lucia gave me an unhappy expression.

“After you’ve worked all day, Paddy.  And then don’t you charge him?  Patrick Michael, sometimes your heart is bigger than your head.  But you’re my goofball, and I will love you even after I die.

We sat down to dinner.  Lucia set me plate in front of me.  The steam was still curling into the air.  When she poured me wine, she made sure her tit was too close for her own good. 

Then she sat down across from me.  We clinked our wine glasses, she blew a kiss to me, then we sipped the wine.

I stuffed meself—again.  This wonderful lass is going to have me so I can’t fit through the bay door.  She cleared the table, then picked up the bottle of wine. 

She stood behind me as she filled me glass.  Then she ran her hands up and down me chest.  She had taken the apron off.  The feeling of her firm tits against me shoulders, damn.  A full tummy, a few glasses of wine, a beautiful woman rubbing me chest; I was slowly losing my fight to stay awake.

“Come on, Paddy.  Let’s get you to bed.”  I was in no position to argue.

She put me in bed, then got in with me.  I was lying on me side, as Lucia began to rub her hot, little arse against me.  The feelings went straight to me cock.  The harder I got, the more she rubbed until me cock was sliding between her arse cheeks.

“Lass, ya make it difficult to do whatever I’m supposed to be doing.”

Lucia rolled onto her back and began to stroke me cock.  She has learned how to make me crazy with every part of her body.  I just lay there as she drove me insane.

She rolled onto her side and guided me stiff cock into her wet, warm pussy.  She moaned and she pushed her arse against me, filling her pussy with me cock.

“I love how he feels in me.  He’s so hard, and I love to feel how he throbs when he’s in me.”  She had pushed me cock into her, and now her soft tone was so erotic, I wanted to lay her on her tummy and pump her until I passed out from exhaustion.

I pulled out of her, she rolled onto her back, then opened her legs to me.  I guided me cock into her pussy.  Lucia’s dreamy expression was all I could stand.  I slipped me cock into her and slowly stroked her tender pussy.

“Oooo, like that, baby.  She likes it like that,” Lucia purred.  Her tone was even more erotic than her expression.

I pumped Lucia with even longer strokes.  She squirmed under me and put her hands above her head.  I sucked her left tit for a while, then the right one.  All the time using me cock to massage her pussy lips.

“Baby, ummm, baby, oh God. I’m cumming, your cock feels so hot in me,” her pussy began squirting her warm sex juice all over my body.

When I felt her girl cum, my cock exploded inside of her.  Load after load of thick cum cascaded down her pussy walls. 

We were lost in our passion.  Neither of us cared about anything except our orgasms.  The harder I pumped Lucia’s hot pussy, the more she squirted her cum on me.

I collapsed on top of her; her arms and legs dropped like weights onto the bed.  The sweat from our bodies acted like glue, keeping us together.  Lucia closed her eyes as our lips met.  We kissed passionately, neither one of us wanting to release the other.

I rolled next to my love, and she turned to race me.  She put her hand on my hip to pull me closer to her.  My half-hard cock slipped between her legs.  Lucia smiled as she felt me between her legs.

“I love it when we cuddle afterwards.  We seem to enjoy the feeling after we make love, and I especially love it when he wants to be near her.  She loves him a lot, Paddy.”

“Aye, and he loves her.  He’s only had one luv, and it’s you.  And I have only had one luv, and it’s you.”

She rolled over, and I pulled her to me.  I caressed her tit as she pressed her firm arse cheeks against me.  Tomorrow, we love some more.

To be continued