As I pulled into the garage, Tammy came out with her “Suck Here” tee shirt on.  I beeped the horn, and Tammy flashed me.  Welcome home to me.  I got out and threw an extra roll of wire into the back of the van.

I got a big bear hug and kiss from my girl and then went into the kitchen.  Tammy had something yummy simmering on the stove and a bag of potato chips on the counter.

“Sloppy Joe’s?”  I asked.

“Yep!  I thought it felt like a Sloppy Joe kind of night,”  she giggled.

“Yummy!  That sounds wonderful to me.  Do I have time for a shower?”  I was unbuttoning my work shirt.

“Sure, Baby.  Take as long as you want.  In fact, there’s plenty of time for a cold beer or two before dinner.  Do you want your onion roll toasted?”  she asked.

“No, that’s fine, Tammy, but thanks.  But I will take you up on a cold beer.”  My shirt was heading for the laundry basket.

I took the cold beer from Tammy and had a nice, long pull from it.  I smacked my lips, and she took the can from me.  I undid my pants and started to take them and my briefs off, Tammy just stood there.

“What’s up, Baby?”  I asked her.

“I’ll watch my man strip anyway and any time I can,” she purred.

Everything except for my work boots was in the laundry basket, and I walked to the bathroom.  I was adjusting the water, and Tammy was still there.

“Um – um – UM!  Now that’s what I call a nice ass,”  she swatted my ass and went into the kitchen.  Yes, I am lucky.

I finished my shower and shaved. I felt so much better.  I joined Tammy in the living room, she had some old country western music playing, and a cold beer.  I didn’t bother with boxers, just a robe.  That didn’t last long either.

Tammy grabbed me and playfully bit my chest.  She growled as she waited for a reaction.  I patted her tit, she cuddled next to me.  We clinked our beer cans together and settled in.

“How was your day, Sweetie?” I sipped on my beer.

Today was like a mini open house.  Mrs. Winslow came over and we talked for a bit.  Then she had to go and get her washing in.  She still hangs it on a clothesline.  Then Allison called.  According to Andrew, Dorrest, and Platt are very pleased with your work.

And of all things, Cynthia came by with the twins.  Hank, they have gotten so big.  Of course, Jack had to check everything out.  Jacqueline, let me hold her; she is so precious.  I almost told Cynthia that we had gone to see Father, but I thought if it goes South, I would feel the fool,”  Tammy’s voice changed.  She was worried.

“Baby, Father Ryan won’t let us down.  We would be waiting anyway for the little one to arrive,”  I squeezed Tammy close to me.

“I know, but – you know what I mean, Hank,” she dropped her head on my shoulder.  “So, did anything else burn down?”  Tammy said sarcastically.

“No, but I had the most wonderful, entertaining afternoon. I met Jake the Barber.

I told Tammy about going back in time at that barbershop.  It‘s interesting Congress of Elders and the heater for the “winter’s that’s a-comin ‘.  Tammy turned to face me as I related my afternoon.  She didn’t say a word, just smiled. When I had finished, Tammy had a funny expression.

“What?  Why are you looking at me like that?”  I was puzzled.

“Hank, you should see the smile and calm look on your face.  You may have been at work, but you were reliving the days when you hung around the old-timers in your life.  You miss them to this day, don’t you?”  Tammy kissed my cheek.

“Woman, you know me inside out.  I love you for that,”  we softly kissed, and Tammy sighed.

“Is my man ready for dinner?"  Tammy was getting up from the couch.

“Yes, please.  I’m right behind you,”  I started to follow her.

“No, no. Please, Hank. Sit there and relax. I’ll bring you a fresh one and fix your plate. You look too comfortable,”  Tammy said, blowing a kiss to me.

She handed me a beer over my shoulder and kissed the top of my head. I heard her fixing my plate. You can’t hide opening a bag of potato chips. She brought our plates to the couch, handed one to me, and placed the other on the cocktail table.

Tammy put on some soft music and lit our candles, no lamps tonight.  She cuddled next to me on the couch and picked up her plate.  We took a potato chip and “clinked” it together, then ate it.  That always makes Tammy giggle.

Tammy and I talked about Mrs. Winslow stopping by.  Tammy’s smile was telling me Mrs. Winslow was her Grandma Betty.  When our baby arrives, I imagine she will see more of Mrs. Winslow.

I started to get up to get another Sloppy Joe – wrong move.

“Where’re you going?  What do you need, another beer?”  Tammy was holding me by my arm.

“I was going to get another,”  Tammy got up and put her plate on the cocktail table.

“Another sandwich and beer? Two sandwiches, what?” She was not letting me up.

“A sandwich and a beer, please?”  Tammy took my plate and vanished into the kitchen.

When she returned, she had a grin on her face.  She bent over to hand me my plate.  She made sure her tits were swaying a little.  When she sat down, it was obvious her undies had been misplaced.  I was holding my plate and my beer, I couldn’t grab her tits or her butt.  Damn!

When we finished eating Tammy took our plates into the kitchen.  She came back and laid against me nestled with my arm around her neck.  She snuggled against me and exhaled a happy sigh.  We sat there listening to the peaceful music, some of the songs Tammy would hum along or sign quietly.

“Why don’t you sing louder, Baby?  You have a beautiful voice,”  I squeezed her; Tammy giggled.

I reached down using my finger, and I played with her nipple.  Tammy crunched her arms together and giggled.

“Hey!  That tickles.  That’s mine,” she giggle and tried to cover her tit with her arm.

“No, it isn’t.  She belongs to me,” I insisted.

“No, no, no she is mine.  She’s attached to me,”  Tammy was laughing.

“That’s what you think,”  I picked her up and put her on my lap.  “All of this hot stuff belongs to me,”  I said in a stern voice.

I bent my head down and sucked her tit through her tee shirt.  Tammy giggled and put her arm around me, so she could push her tit against my mouth.  She rolled in my arms I grabbed her butt cheek and kissed her deeply.

“Lemme go, you big bully,” Tammy said breathlessly.  “Lemme go, you meanie. Wadda you gonna to do?”  Tammy was a damsel in distress.

“Wadda am I gonna do?  Baby, I gonna do da best I can,” Tammy closed her eyes and we kissed softly.  She whimpered and sighed as our lips lingered together.

Our lips parted. Tammy looked into my eyes, her eyes were dreamy and soft.  She exhaled slowly, then pushed her lips against mine again.  She wrapped her arms around me.  My left arm was around her neck, my right arm held her body.  I gently squeezed her to me, and she was breathing a little faster.

We parted lips, and Tammy looked into my eyes again. 

“God, I’m melting, melting in your strong arms.  You know how to make a woman insane with desire.  Take me as you want me, you own me,”  Tammy whispered, closing her eyes, and we kissed deeply.

I set Tammy on the couch, stood up, and bundled her into my arms.  Her facial expression was pure love.  She cooed and rested her head on my shoulder.  I carried my world into our bedroom, stopping now and then to kiss her.

I lay her on our bed with her head on a pillow.  I sat on the edge of the bed and brushed her cheek with my hand.

“What am I going to do?” I said quietly.  “I’m going to hold you, caress you, love you, protect you, and adore you past the day I die.  You have always been the woman for me, Tamara.  It has been you whom I wanted to spend my life with,”  I bent over to kiss Tammy and got in bed next to her.

Tammy held my face gently in her soft hands.  She stroked my cheek, smiled, and sighed. 

“You made beautiful love to me just now.  Now take me and finish loving me,” Tammy pulled me on top of her.

Tammy spread her legs and pulled them up toward her chest.  I lay on top of her, my cock slowly separated her pussy lips.  Tammy cooed as my cock filled her, I sucked her right tit and caressed the other.  Tammy lay under me, her legs spread wide and her arms above her head. 

My cock was sliding in and out of Tammy while I enjoyed sucking and milking her tits. Tammy’s face was covered with wanting and desire.  When I would nip her nipple, Tammy whimpered and arched her body, wanting more.

Tammy’s precum juice was making her pussy warmer and wetter.  She pushed her hips up to meet my cock strokes.  Feeling her pussy juice trickle around my cock and her moaning made the scene more erotic to me.  My balls were screaming for release.

I pushed her tits together so I could lick both nipples at the same time.  Tammy cried out, Bite them, pull them – I’m cumming – don’t stop pumping me, Tammy’s voice was almost a growl as she demanded more of me, ugh – so good – squeeze them, Tammy was squirting cum harder than ever before.

Her moaning and demands were making me hotter.  Finally, I couldn’t hold out any longer,  My cock shot a load of cum into Tammy, covering her insides.  She was panting and pulling on the bed sheets as her head thrashed from side to side.

Tammy and I were deep in our lust; nothing else in the world existed.  Every time my cock would slam into her, another stream of cum blasted into her.  As I slid in and out of her, Tammy’s pussy squirted more, warm cum on us.

“Please, Hank, no more, can’t do – came so good – cock feels good in me – can’t cum no more,”  Tammy stuttered and stammered.  Her body wanted time to recover, but so did mine. 

I stayed on top of Tammy.  Her legs crossed over my back holding my cock in place.  I held her tits and squeezed them gently, no, Hank, no, please – damn you feel good, Tammy panted. 

My cock slipped out of Tammy, she whimpered and made a sad face.

“He feels so good in me – ummm – don’t want him to leave,”  Tammy licked her lips.

“Are you suggesting we rest and pick up where we left off?”  My voice was soft against her ear, then I kissed her ear.  Tammy quivered with a chill.

“You can only attempt to put me in the hospital once a night, but tonight after what you did to me, my butt would be in the morgue,”  Tammy squeezed me tightly and was still regaining her breath.

“You’re a marvelous lover, Tamara.  You always have been.  I wish we could have had a better hiding place the first time, but we knew that night we were forever,”  I kissed her tit.  Tammy quivered again.

I lay next to her, Tammy cuddled closely and I put my arm around her shoulder.  She looked up at me, grinning.

“This is how that pussy pleaser of yours made my little kitty go crazy,”  She grinned.

“Yes, and what’s your point?”  I asked.

“Nothing, Baby, nothing.  Hold me and cover me,”  Tammy was snuggled in for the night.

Departed Soul