Sunday, Lucia and I caught up on household chores.  We dusted our little castle, then gathered the laundry to take to the laundromat.  I made sure we had time for a little kiss and cuddle throughout the day.

At the laundromat, the lady I always dealt with came over to greet us.  Margo always had a smile and a happy voice.

“Paddy, it’s been a while.  Dropping off your laundry, I see.” Margot smiled.

“Margot, I’d like to introduce me wife, Lucia.  She said that she would be bringing the clothes by from now on.”  I had me arm around Lucia and was hugging her.

“Wonderful.  It’s so nice to meet you, Lucia, welcome.”  They shook hands.

“It’s my pleasure, Margot.  I hope I don’t disrupt anything, but I’d like to do our laundry, if you don’t mind.  I am grateful that you took care of Paddy, but as his wife, I feel it is my duty.”  Lucia’s voice was soft.

“I understand, Lucia.  If it were me, I’d feel the same way.  Let me say that if there is ever a need to drop off your laundry, I will be happy to step in for you.  In fact, I will always be here to help if the need arises.  I appreciate that you will still be dealing with us.”

“Margot, thank you for understanding.  I know Paddy has been a long-time customer of yours.  He has always spoken highly of you.”

“Thank you.  Oh, by the way, if you use the third washer on the left, it acts up now and then. Give it a good kick and it will get back to business.”  Margot winked at Lucia, and they laughed.

We got to work.  I was in training on the proper way to launder me clothes.  An hour and a half later, we were loading up the clean and folded clothes.  I was worn out.  I’d rather rotate the tires of four cars than go through this torture.

Lucia went upstairs ahead of me.  I brought up the first basket, then went down for the second.  I got the basket into the bedroom.  Lucia was standing there holding a beer.  I put the beer on the nightstand and embraced her.  Our kiss was soft and long.

When our lips separated, I looked at the woman in me arms.  Another quick kiss, then I asked her, “Luv, if you had stayed at the job, you would be working so hard.”

“True, but I would NOT be as happy.”  She pulled me to her and kissed me lovingly. “Now, I’ll put it all away tomorrow.  How about a quick lunch and another cold beer?”

“In such a short time, and ya know me inside and out,” I whispered to her.

“And it’s when you're inside I love you the most, lover.  Lunch now, love later.” 

She took me by the hand and set meself down on the couch.  She was in the kitchen making me lunch after a morning of hard labor at the laundromat.  What a lass, I’ve been blessed with.

“Paddy, why don’t you put on something cooler?  I’m going to put on a t-shirt.”  I’m not one to outguess me wife, but just putting on a t-shirt.  No.

Lucia came into the living room wearing a pair of shorts in which the sweet “W” was plain to see.  Her t-shirt?  Barely covered her tits.  As she sat next to me, the “shorts” separated her cute little arse cheeks.  This lass could lead me astray in a heartbeat.

She handed me her plate and beer to hold.  She walked over to the radio and turned it on.  They were playing some romantic music.  She stood there swaying side to side to the music.  On her way back, she made her hips rock with each step she took. 

She sat down, showing off her little arse again.  I handed her plate and beer back to her.  Lucia smiled and slowly outlined her lips with her tongue.

“Aisling, if ya keep that up, tis not the sandwich I’ll be eating.” 

“I know, lover.  I’m counting on that.  How about I take my shower now?  You finish your lunch, and then you can take yours.  Sound good?”  Her words dripped with sex.

Lucia got up, bent over, and kissed me.  She made damn sure I could see her tits.  She hot walked her way out of the living room.  I wanted to eat me sandwich in one bite, but there was too much left.

I finished me lunch and killed the beer in one gulp.  I put the dish in the sink, then went into our bedroom.  Lucia was not in the room or the shower.  From the steam in the bathroom, it was obvious she had showered.

I looked at the door, and it was shut.  The little minx was up to something.  She can get a mischief going almost as good as the Little People.  So, I undressed and took me shower.

A good hot shave followed the shower.  I felt renewed.  I did me laundry in the Navy, but it wasn’t that much.  So, I finished up and walked into the bedroom.  Lucia was waiting.

Her hair was up, her makeup dark and sensual.  Her perfume floated to me brain and took over.  She was lying on her side, her hand propping her head.  She smiled, blew a kiss, then threw the cover back.

She was lying there naked and looking so inviting.

“Hmm, the longer you stand there, the harder he gets.  Sooner or later, you’re going to have to get in bed and let me relax that love muscle.”  She traced her lips with her tongue.

I got in bed and gently pushed her onto her back.  She wrapped her arms around me neck, and we pressed our lips together.  I ran me hand up her side and caressed her tit. She slipped her tongue between me lips, searching.  They began their sex dance.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire.

“Patrick, I want you so much.  I want to feel you inside of me, making love to me.”  Her voice was sensual, and her expression was loving.

I kissed her neck, and Lucia sighed.  Then I started to kiss between her tits, and I caressed her warm tits.   She held me head against her.  I moved to kiss her tit, and Lucia moaned her approval.  When I pressed her firm nipples between me fingers, she whimpered and sighed heavily.

Slowly, I moved between her soft legs.  Lucia opened her legs to allow access to her most private part.  I moved so me cock touched her pussy lips.  She grabbed me arse and tried to push me cock into her warm, wanting pussy.

“Paddy, I want him in me,” she whispered, her breath heavy and hot.

I sat up just enough to put me arms under her legs.  I separated her pussy lips with me cock, and Lucia watched me every move.  When I had filled her, she lay her head back, closed her eyes, and cooed.

We kissed, as I fondled her tits. I sucked them lovingly and let me tongue glide over her nipples.  Lucia moaned and slowly exhaled.

While I enjoyed her reactions to my loving, I began to slide in and out of her pussy.  Lucia smiled and groaned with pleasure.  I pushed me body against hers.  She would rub her hard clit against me.  The feeling went straight to me balls.

Our loving was turning to passion.  Our sex was fueling our passion, and our bodies wanted more.  I began pumping her faster, and Lucia would push her hips to meet me thrusting cock.  The passion was growing, and nothing was going to stop it.

I couldn’t help but pump her harder and faster.  Lucia whispered, “Yes, baby, like that. Love me like that.”  Her soft, sensuous voice went straight to me cock.

I shot the first load into her.  Lucia yelped, and her pussy began squirting her girl cum.  Me cock shot another load deep into her, and she responded by soaking me cock and balls.

I wrapped me fingers around her tits. I pressed me lips against hers, as I shoved me cock in and out of her.  Load after load of cum coated her pussy walls.  She was still squirting, showering me.  Our passion had hit its peak, everything we had we were giving to one another.

Lucia’s arms and legs dropped to the bed.  I supported meself on me elbows.  I didn’t want to crush the woman that gave everything she had to me.

“Lie on me, baby.  I want to feel your body on me.  I love that when he’s still in me.  I feel as though I have all of you.”

“Aisling, you always give every part of you to me, and I hold them to me heart.  You are the most magnificent woman the Lord ever put on Earth.”  I wrapped her in me arms and kissed her deeply.

My cock had lost its strength and slipped from her.  Lucia made a sad face and kissed me.

“I’m sorry, luv, but you drain him every time.”  I smiled.

“But I miss him already, baby.  He belongs to me.”

“Aye, that he does, just as you belong to me.”  Lucia looked up at me with more love than any woman could have and kissed me softly.

I rolled to her side.  Lucia cuddle up to me, and I pulled the covers up.  Her damp body felt so good against mine.  Her perfume seemed stronger as it to keep me captive, or to make me want her again.

She looked up and smiled.  I kissed her forehead, and she cuddled closer to me.

“I love ya, Aisling,” I whispered to her.

“I love you, Patrick.  My lover, and my protector.”  She sighed and rested her head on me shoulder. 

Our bodies needed a little rest.

After a while, I felt Lucia stir.  “What is it, pet?”

“I have to go to the girls' room.  Do you want anything while I’m up?”

“Just you back here next to me.”  She giggled and closed the door.

Lucia returned after a few minutes.  She got back in bed and cuddled up.  I put me arm around her and she laid her head on me shoulder.  I ran my hand up and down her back, and sometimes I patted her little arse.

We were snug as a bug in a rug, cuddled up in our little love world.  Then me damn phone went off.  Bastards.

“Hello?  Yes?  Conners and the highway?  I’ll fill the can and be right there.”

Lucia smiled.  “My man.  Always there for someone in need.”  Her smile was like a hero’s badge.

“Bastard ran outta gas,” I growled.  She just giggled.

To be continued