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 joined them, and his neighbor told me about his air conditioner going out. 

He found a guy on the internet and called him.  After talking to him, the guy told him what the service charge would be, and it was probably only low on freon.  The neighbor was so happy with the guy he gave me one of his cards.  Here, see for yourselves.”  Mark was waiting for our reaction. 

The card read, ”HANK JOHNSTON SERVICES.  Certified and bonded – residential and commercial” 

“Holy Crap!  Hank is back in town.  This is marvelous,” Andrew and Tommy were giving high-fives all around.

“How are you going to get him to meet?”  Stacey asked.

“Oh, hell, that’s easy,”  Andrew said.  “We call him, and when he answers the phone, we say, are you ready, boys?  Boys! Take your knee.  Hank will know.  Coach Harrington always had us do that before a game.

We would get down on our knees and say, 'For St. Ignatius and Father Fitzgibbons. It was our ritual before and after every game. We were getting nostalgic.

“Hey!  That’s the two sides of the lines: Jack and Mark were offense and Andrew, you and Hank were defense, right?”  Allison said almost as a cheer.

“You’re right,” Pam said. “Let’s see, Allison, you and I were cheerleaders, oh so was Stacey.”

Stacey added, “Yeah.  Tommy was on the team, he was a running back.  He broke his leg in the first quarter of the first game. Every one of us was so disappointed.  Tommy could hit on the run,”  she bragged.

“But they took me to State anyway.  I remember the guys telling Coach that if I didn’t go, they wouldn’t go.  You guys were great.  Hey Jack.  Call Hank, let’s get this reunion going.”  Tommy opened his phone and gave it to Jack.

Tommy’s phone was on speaker.  Through the cell towers came the baritone voice: “Hank Johnston Services.  How can I help you?”  We were all on the edge of our chairs.

Jack tried to sound like Coach, “Boys, take your knee.”  We waited.

“HOLY SHIT!  It, it can’t be.  This ain’t happening.  Jack, is that you, Jack Mercer?”  Hank’s voice sounded surprised.

“Yes, it is, ya big lug.  And the rest of the line is here, and a few cheerleaders.  Andrew, Tommy, Mark and me.  Can you get over here?  We’re having our monthly party.  Hey, man.  We got those cheerleaders here.” Jack said in a suggestive tone.

“Hey, give me an hour, and I’ll be there.  Let me freshen up first.”  Hank was so excited to hear from his old friends.

“Hey, forget the cleanup.  This ain’t formal.  Here’s the address.”  Jack gave Hank the address and ended the call.  The atmosphere of the party rose to a resounding level.

Stacey joined in, “I’m sure Hank has a lady, Mark and Pam are on honeymoon, and the ladies are helping to enlarge our group.  Gang, I think we may have to find a meeting place.  If we try to get this group into Kathy and Janet’s apartment or any other apartment, some of us are going to have to wait in the hall.”  Diana was waking up and stretching.

Tommy looked at his daughter and smiled, then looked at Stacey.  She gave him a dirty look, and we all laughed.

Mona spoke up, “I agree with Stacey.  It is so cool that we have so many from the team, but we need a bigger place.”

The Brat Bar and Grill came up in the conversation.  And we were about to vote on it when there was a knock at the door.  Andrew went to answer it – it was Hank.  We all started to cheer and applaud.

“A, guys, I hope you don’t mind, but I brought someone,”  Hank said with a sly grin.  That’s when Tammy stepped beside Hank.  The group went crazy all over again.

The guys were shaking hands, the girls were hugging everyone, it was mass hugging. 

Then, Allison hollered above the din, “We even have some of the cheerleaders here.  Father Fitzgibbons would be so happy.”  The group grew quiet while we thought about the good priest.

Jack said, “Boys. Take your knee.”  We got on our right knees and said in unison, “For St. Ignatius and Father Fitzgibbons,” and then stood up; the girls had bowed their heads.

“So, Hank, what have you been up to?” Andrew asked.

“Well, as you can see, I married my high school sweetheart.  Tammy has been my life and my partner.  I went to trade school after St. Ignatius.  After that, I worked for a guy, but I worked on getting my clients for my business.  Tammy took the calls and kept me on top of what was going on.  The regulations and fees from the city were killing us, so we decided to come home.” Hank was proud of what he had done.

“Yeah, Hank would like to find a permanent position, but for now, he is working on building a client base.”  Tammy was proud of her man.

We got back into party gear and the discussion of moving our meeting.  Hank and Tammy were fine with whatever we chose since they had not been back for a while.  It finally came down to a unanimous decision for the Brat Bar and Grill.  We were certain Mark and Pam would be good with it.

The party was breaking up.  Hank and Tammy were getting ready to leave, but Andrew stopped them.

“Hank, I’m not prying, but what are you doing Monday?”

“Well, Tammy and I are getting settled in our house.  We have a rent-to-own with a garage for now.  I need to put my truck somewhere secure.  Then start scrounging for business,”  Hank sounded a bit depressed.

“Listen, come down to Platt and Dorrest Monday.  Let’s say around ten; that will give me some time to do some conniving.  What do you say?”  Andrew said.

“Sure. I'm open to anything,”  he looked at Tammy, and she was nodding her head.

Hank and Tammy went to their car.

Tammy waited for me to open the car door.  We kissed before she got in.  I got behind the wheel and looked at Tammy.  “It was great to see the guys and gals again."

“Yes, it was Hank.  I wondered from time to time if we would ever come home.  I’m happy we did.  We have a nice nest egg, and I know you’ll be getting work, I know my man.”  Tammy leaned over and kissed my cheek.

“Did it bring back any memories, Baby?”  I asked.  Tammy blushed and slapped my arm.

“You were such a bad boy, and age hasn’t helped.  Parts of you are still in high school – and do I ever LOVE those parts,”  Tammy cooed.

We entered the house, and Tammy went to the fridge and got two beers.  She handed one to me and sat beside me on the couch.  I put my arm around her, and she leaned against me.

“Hank, this has been our favorite position all of our lives.  Remember the movies on TV we used to watch like this?  A soda and a big bowl of popcorn, extra butter of course,”  Tammy signed.

“Yep, and when we finally moved in together, I don’t think we saw many movies to the end, did we?”  I chuckled.

We listened to some music and had another beer.  I reached around Tammy and held her tit.  She looked up at me with that certain smile and cuddled closer.

“Interested in a shower?”  I played with her tit through her top.

“Um-hum, are you interested in a shower?”  she teased.

“Um-hum,” I responded.

We started kissing and hugging on the couch.  The hugging quickly turned to fondling and then to losing our clothes.  Tammy was stroking my cock to life and I was making her pussy wet.  Without saying a word, we stood up and went to the bathroom.

Tammy adjusted the water I hugged her from behind and slid my cock between her ass cheeks.  Tammy looked over her shoulder and waved an admonishing finger at me.  She turned around and grabbed my cock.

“Not there, well not yet,” she cooed.

I helped Tammy into the shower.  Showering together has always been a little challenging.  I’m six feet three inches tall, Tammy is five feet two inches tall.  I picked her up and put her on my hip.

“Put me down, you big brute,” Tammy fussed.

I picked Tammy up a little higher and leaned over to suck and lick her tit.

“Forget what I just said,” Tammy purred.

I moved Tammy around to my front and put my arms under her legs.  We were kissing passionately and I caressed her ass cheeks.  I held her low enough for my cock to touch her pussy lips.

“Put it in me, Hank.  I want him,” Tammy whispered.

Tammy whimpered as my cock filled her pussy.  She slowly rode my cock and I started to finger her tight ass.  Tammy ran her fingers down my back as her orgasm was building.  I was letting Tammy down on my cock harder and harder.

“That’s it, that’s it, yes, I’m gonna cum, ah – ah – ah - yes,”  Tammy’s cum flowed over my balls and down my legs.  Tammy moaned and quivered as her orgasm ran through her.

I turned the water off, set Tammy down, and grabbed a towel.  I wrapped it around her and pulled her to me.  We embraced and kissed.  Tammy was rubbing her hard nipples across my body and squeezing my cock.  Her other hand was busy pulling my cock.

Tammy had a sensual expression when she looked up at me.

“I can kneel here, bend over, or you can take me to bed and slide that power poker into me.  I want him,”  she purred and licked my cock head.

I grabbed the other towel and dried off.  I opened the shower curtains and stepped out, then helped Tammy out.  I made sure she was dry except for her hair.  She looks so hot with wet hair.

I lay down on the bed, Tammy smiled her little, wicked smile.  She crawled onto the bed and pushed my legs apart.  She knelt between my legs and rubbed her hands up and down my body, kissing my stomach when her hands were by my shoulders.

“Now you, big brute.  You ain’t so big now, are ya?”  Tammy bent over, kissing and licking my body.

She finally settled on sitting on her heels and playing with my cock and balls.  She would drip some of her saliva on my cock and stroke it.  Tammy put her arms over my legs and lay down.  She held my cock and purred as she sucked all of it into her mouth. 

I just lay there enjoying the feeling of her mouth sucking me and her tongue exploring every inch of my pulsing cock.  Tammy rubbed my body as she sucked my cock.  Occasionally, she would look up at me, and her eyes would smile.

Tammy got up and straddled my legs, she continued to stroke my cock.  She had a certain look, part sensual and part mischievous.  She moved so her pussy was over my cock.  She looked into my eyes and slowly slid down my aching cock.

Tammy rocked back and forth and my cock head bounced around her pussy.  I was losing my mind, I wanted to pound my cock into her pussy and fill her with my cum.  Tammy didn’t stop; she rocked and rode up and down on me at her leisure.

“Do you want something, ya big brute?  You are not in control, are ya?  A little woman has you under her spell.  Do ya miss licking her warm pussy or slamming your power poker in and out of her?  Huh, is that what ya want, ya big brute?”  Tammy was making me crazier until I couldn’t take it any longer.

I rolled her onto her back and looked deep into her lust-filled eyes.  I grabbed her tits and smashed my lips against hers.

“Give it to me, Hank.  You know how I like it, and I know you want it,” Tammy panted, the dampness forming on her forehead.

I pounded my cock into Tammy's hot wet pussy.  She groaned and pushed back forcing my cock deep into her.   I was sucking her tit and squeezing the other.  Tammy moaned and panted. Her body started to stiffen.

My cock blasted the first load of cum into her pussy, she squirted her warm girl cum over my cock and balls.  Her arms were wrapped around me as she squirmed and squirted me.  I humped Tammy as hard as I could, my cum spraying her pussy walls.

Our bodies strained and slammed against each other’s.  Our hearts were pounding through our chests.  Our lust had us panting in unison as the last of our cum squirted from our bodies.

We were exhausted.  I had to support myself on my elbows.  If I were to lie on top of Tammy, I would smother her.  She held my face with her hands, we kissed, and she sighed.

“No one could love me like you, Hank.  You know how I love your sex,”  Tammy whispered.

“You are the only woman for me, Tammy.  I’ve loved you since our Sophomore year in high school.  You know me inside and out.”  I kissed her again.

We lay there wrapped in each other’s arms for quite some time.  Tammy patted my face.  It was time for her to freshen up.  She rolled over to get out of bed, I patted her firm round ass.  She turned to me and mouthed, “Soon,” then wiggled her butt into the bathroom.

Tammy returned and slipped under the covers, and it was my turn.  A quick stop in the bathroom, and I felt more relaxed.  I joined Tammy under the covers.  She curled up in her little ball as close to me as she could.  I patted her butt and pulled her close to me.  Tomorrow is Sunday, so there is no alarm and no rush.

Departed Soul