Monday morning, my little naked waitress arrived with me coffee.  I held our mugs as she got into bed.  I love watching her titties bounce as she settles in.

“Something is making you smile this morning, lover.”

“Yes, pet.  Both of them.”  She jiggled them again for me.

I handed her a mug; we clinked them together as always, and had our first sip of courage for the day.  I love the aroma of her coffee and the first hot sips.  Mmmm, so good.

“You seem a lot happier than you did last night.  Did he follow you to fill his car?”  She sipped her coffee.

“Aye, the idiot.  I can deal with a lot of goofy things, luv, but running out of gas, I just don’t understand.  Stop somewhere and get a fiver; don’t take the chance.” I crawled back into my lovely mug of hot coffee.

“Patrick, do you have a full day today?”  Lucia was serious.

“Aye, a fair day’s work.  The job that will take the most time is the full tune-up for Mrs. Tierney, the librarian.  It’s an old car, and it takes a few more parts.  It’s not that hard, just time-consuming.  Why do you ask?”

“I’m going to be working on your new system.  On the computer.  I’ve got some things set up, but what will take the longest is the spreadsheet for your inventory.  That will take a bit of finagling and some time.”  I gave her the “deer in the headlights” look.

Coffee time was over.  Lucia kissed me and got out of bed.  I rolled over and patted her little arse.  Lucia jumped a little and turned around. She shook her finger at me but then backed up for a little more loving.  This time, she bent over a bit, and I kissed her little arse.

“I may not let you go to work today.  I may have you here working, hot rocks.”  She wiggled her way to the kitchen.

I got up and straightened the bed.  Hopped into the bathroom and did me morning routine.  The hot shave felt good.  In the middle of it, Lucia brought a fresh mug of coffee.  She squeezed her tit and said, “Sorry, mate.  Out of milk.” Then sashayed her way back to the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen; Lucia had on her “apron” and was filling me plate.  I sat down, and she placed the plate in front of me.  I couldn’t find the plate.  She sat across from me in her apron.  My two fried eggs began to look like, well, never mind. 

I finished breakfast.  Lucia followed me to the door and kissed me.  She said she would be down later with coffee and would wear her work clothes.  I wasn’t sure what that meant, but me mind was in overdrive.

I finished the oil change by putting in a new air filter.  I switched it out for Mrs. Tierney’s car.  Sometimes I wonder how many tanks of gas she has put in the old girl.  Anyway, I got started.  I popped the bonnet and started replacing the spark plugs.

“Paddy.  Are you in here?”  I got out from under the bonnet to find Mr. Richard Sinclair and his son Richard calling from the office doorway.

“Aye, sir.  Be right there.”

“Hello, how are yas?  What can I do for ya?”

“Well, Paddy, Richard is looking for work.  He is wondering-,”

“You’ll pardon me, Mr. Sinclair.  Let’s go in the office.”

We went in the office, and I called Lucia.  “Luv, could you come down?  We have a gentleman looking for a position.”

“Sure, Paddy.  Be right there.”

Lucia joined us, and pleasantries were exchanged.  Lucia sat down, then I pointed to Sinclair’s son to sit down.

“Now, Mr. Sinclair.  It’s a position you are looking for.”

“Yes, sir, Mr. O’Flynn.”

“Paddy, son.”

“Well, Paddy, I’m a Junior this year, and after I graduate, I want to be an auto mechanic.  Dad has said he will help me with the tuition in vocational school.

But I was hoping to get some hands-on experience before then.  I want to get my certification as soon as I can.  I was hoping that I could apprentice with you.”

I looked at Lucia, then at Mr. Sinclair.  He was a proud Dad for sure.

“Well, Sr. Sinclair, how are ya grades?”

“I had a “C” in science last semester, but now I’m back to all “A’s” and “B’s”.  Science is not my strong suit.”  He looked a bit embarrassed.

“Lad, me science teacher told me to go into any field but science.  No hard feelings.”

I turned to Lucia, “What say you, lass?”

“I think he will work hard.  First to prove himself, then to prove his worth to you and his Father.  I say give him a shot, Patrick.”

I sat back in me chair, for effect.  Then I sat up.  “I’ll tell you what I can do, Mr. Sinclair.  An apprenticeship is not paid; I’m not a fan of that.  What time are ya out of school?”

“School lets out at two. I'm home by two-fifteen.”

“Can ya be here at three?  Will that give ya time for a sandwich and some tea?”

“Oh, yes, sir, certainly.”

“Good.  Here’s me offer.  Ya start at three, I close at six, Monday through Friday.  Saturdays I’m open from eight to noon. 

I’ll start ya at a fiver, then we’ll see how ya progress.  You’ll service the pumps, wipe the front glass, and check under the bonnet. 

After ya service a car, ya wipe the dashboard and dash lights with a dry cloth.  Ya’ll vacuum the front floors and make sure ya left not a stain anywhere.  Then ya call the customer and tell them the car is ready.  Do ya agree?”

“Yes, yes, sir.”  He was proud of himself.  He looked back at his Father who was all smiles.

I stood up and offered me hand.  Richard gave me a good handshake.  Then Lucia spoke up.

“Richard, what size do you wear?  I’ll order a work all-in-one for you.  We don’t want you to ruin your clothes.”

“I’m a forty-two regular, Ma’am.  And thank you.”  Dad and son walked out of the shop proud, as they should be.

“Paddy, I’m proud of you.”  Lucia kissed me.  “It may be that one of these days, you’ll be having the same conversation with your boy.”

“Lass, if it’s His plan.  I know ya would give me a strong laddie or lassie.  I hope she looks like her Mammy.  I hope we could let them know, like us, one day the Lord will bring them their special person.  The one that when they look into their eyes, they will know, he or she is their fore'er.”  I kissed her and patted her arse.  She put her head on me shoulder.

Lucia went back upstairs, and I went back to Mrs. Tierney’s antique. 

I was checking the timing of the car when the pump bell caught me attention.  I looked out to see Rossi at the pump.  I heard Lucia running down the stairs.  She ran into the bay and looked at me.

“Paddy?”

“He is just like any other customer, pet.  But, as ya know, he’s not me father-in-law.”

“I understand, Paddy.”  Lucia was nervous.  She knew it could become a volatile situation.

“Good afternoon.  How can I help?”

“Fill it up,” he growled.

“Can I check your fluid levels or our tire pressure?”

“NO.” 

I smiled at Mr. Personality and went to fill his fuel tank.  I stood by the hose as if to make sure it didn’t come out of the fuel port.  When I finished, I walked to his window.

“Your fuel is eighteen dollars and sixty cents.”  He gave a twenty, so I went to the office to make his change.  Lucia was standing there, and she looked frightened to death.

“It’s fine, pet.  Don’t worry.”

“I know him, Patrick, and I know you when you get your Irish up.”  I kissed her cheek and headed out to Rossi’s car. 

He must have seen me kiss Lucia, because he cursed at me and sped off.  I walked back into the office.

“What happened?” Lucia was as confused as me.

“I think he saw me kiss you, and it set him off.  I owe him a dollar and forty cents change.”  I smiled at Lucia.

“Patrick Michael O’Flynn.  What’s in that mind of yours?  Paddy?”  Lucia’s hands were on her hips, a sure sign she was not giving up easily.

“Nothing, luv.”  I sat at the desk, pulled out a plain envelope, and wrote on it: ‘Thank you for stopping at Otto’s Repair and Fuel.  You forgot your change.'

“Patrick!”  Lucia was not moving.

“Luv, I’m going by his home and put his change in his post.  I owe it to him.”  I gave her the best innocent look I had.

“Patrick Michael, that cock of yours is not a leprechaun, but your mind has the mischief of one.”  Lucia went back upstairs.

Mrs. Tierney’s car was finished.  I vacuumed the front mats and wiped the little bits of dust from the dashboard and dashboard lights.  I called her and told her it was ready. 

She said she didn’t have a way to pick it up tomorrow.  She had meetings all day.  I told her we would drop it in her driveway sometime tomorrow.  She thanked me, and I turned off the pumps and the lights.

If this keeps up, Richard is going to be a welcome addition.  But I will keep him away from Rossi.

I followed the aroma of dinner.  It was like a hand under me chin pulling me closer to the source.  I walked in, kicked me shoes off, and went to the kitchen.  Lucia was looking for something in the bottom cupboard.  Her tight shorts were trying me.

“By gum, that’s a beautiful sight to come home to.”  I whistled at her.

She turned around.  She was wearing a top that barely covered her tits.

“Is this any better, or would my man prefer this?” And she took the top off completely.

“Woman, you’re just asking to burn dinner.”  I grabbed her and gave her a big kiss and hug.

“Now that makes everything worthwhile to a woman.”  She pressed her lips against mine.

“Now, Paddy.  Thank you for keeping your temper with him. He’s a bully, and I know you would give him the option of going to the ER or the ICU.  But most of all, thank you for being my husband and appreciating me.”

“Aw, Lucia.  I have no idea where I would be without ya.  You keep me grounded.”  I kissed her again.

“Here’s a beer; now go have your shower and shave.  Take your time; your roasted chicken and roasted potatoes will be ready when you are.  Now, off with you.”  She turned me around and gave me arse a swat.  I headed for the bathroom.

When I came out, Lucia had a cold beer waiting for me, and a hot woman.

“Lass, I luv yer outfit.  It’s the most beautiful one ya have.”  She approached me and took the towel from me hand.

“I was thinking, Paddy.  It’s going to be nice having another mechanic around.  But I want another mechanic of my own.”  She wrapped her arms around me and rubbed her body against me.

I placed the beer on the nightstand and picked up me woman.  I lay her gently on the bed, then knelt next to the bed.

“You know, I can’t resist ya.  Yer the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.”  I crawled onto the bed.  Lucia rolled onto her back and opened her legs.

“My man makes me want him.  I love how he feels when he’s on top of me, and his love is deep inside me.”  I lay on top of her and firmly kissed her lips.

I kissed and nipped her neck.  Lucia cooed and ran her fingernails down me back.  I gently caressed and kissed her tits.  Then I sucked on one and let me tongue play with her hard nipple.  Lucia groaned with delight as I switched to the other one.

“My God, your lips feel so hot, baby.  Mmmm, feels good.” She whispered.

I continued to love on her as I eased my cock between her tender pussy lips.  She moaned and wrapped her legs around me waist.  I slid in and out of her pussy with long, slow strokes.  She squeezed me with her legs and held me head against her tit.

Lucia was breathing heavier as my cock massaged her pussy lips.  She pushed up to meet me thrusts.  I released her tits, and put me arms under her soft thighs.  I pushed her legs up.  Now I could slide me cock as deep as I could.

When I felt her precum dripping on me cock, I started to pump her faster.  I squeezed her tits and licked her nipples.  Lucia groaned, and I felt her spray me with her cum.  I couldn’t help meself, me cock started squirting loads of cum deep into her pussy.

There was no world except the one our bodies felt.  With each thrust of me cock, a load of cum shot deep into her, and she responded with a shower of her girl cum.  Our passion did not stop until every drop of our cum had been mixed into a pool of love.

To be continued