Loading...The damned old truck just gave up the ghost. It coasted down to the bottom of the hill and died. It was very old, 400 and some thousand miles on the clock. Everything in it was worn out including the driver. Life can be a real bitch. I shouldn’t have tried to go that far with it anyway. I figured the little trailer we were dragging behind her didn’t help any. I hadn’t had much choice. My new truck was in the shop because it was acting up. The parts for the plane had to be picked up at the freight office. I had no choice but to try old Betsy, I don’t think she had been more than a mile or two from the ranch in years. Mostly she was strictly used on the place.
I walked back and looked at the trailer. It was only a ten foot trailer. Just a light farm trailer. Right now it was loaded with about $20,000 worth of aircraft parts.
I watched a car zip by without slowing. I knew it was useless but I checked the cell phone. I was right, no service. Bummer. I looked up the hill and saw someone jogging down the hill. Who ever it was, was making good time coming down hill. Now I could see a ponytail flipping back and forth. The form was definitely feminine. Very definitely. She slowed to a stop a few feet from me. She bent over with her hands on her knees and caught her breath. She stood and smiled at me, “Truck broke?”
“Yep! The poor old gal just blew her guts out. I should never have brought her.”
“Are those aircraft tires in the trailer?”
“Sure are. Not many people would know that.”
“Been foolin’ with them all my life. What are they off of?”
“An old Grumman Amphibian, a J2F-5 to be precise.”
“I know what that is, That’s a ‘Duck’, right.”
“Absolutely! Congratulations , You win the trivia prize of the day. Very impressive, you do know your planes.” She was more impressive than her knowledge. I guessed her age at thirty plus, She was a large girl in great shape. Her body was awesome, large breasts, small waist, slim hips and legs. I guessed she was about five feet eight inches and about a hundred and thirty pounds. A big strong beautiful lady with long brown hair and eyes, and red, red lips. Her breathing was slowing now. I hated that. I loved watching those large mammaries heave up and down.
“Would you care for a drink of cold water?” I asked.
“I would love that.” I moved to the truck and pulled out the cooler.
“I have ice cold water, coke, or light beer, Bud?”
“Hey, water will be fine.” I handed her a new bottle of spring water. She took a long drink.
She looked at me and said, “What are you going to do now, I wouldn’t leave that stuff along side the road. It will disappear pretty fast.”
“I wish I knew. I don’t have a clue, I can’t get anyone on my cell phone, and I don’t want to walk off and leave this sitting here.”
“Maybe I can help for a price.”
“Sure, I would expect to pay.”
“No, I want a ride in the Grumman for helping you.”
“Hey, all you have to do is ask. I would love showing her off to you.”
“Alright, wait here while I run and get my truck. I can help you get the truck and the trailer to my place. Then I can take your trailer to your place.”
“That will get you an airplane ride and a dinner on me. What is your name?”
“They call me Jessie Or Jess.”
“I am Fred Larimore. I live on my son’s place over off Route 318.”
“Hey, that’s not far. Is that the place with the long grass strip? Then I know where it is. I will be back in a bit. Don’t run off now.”
No way in hell anyone was going to get me to leave.
She was as good as her word. She was back in a Dodge Diesel Pickup. I unhooked the trailer and swung the tongue to where she could back up to it. I latched the trailer to her hitch and climbed in the cab and grinned at her. She pulled away and we went up the road about half a mile where she turned into a gate in a dark wood fence. She drove up a long drive to a nice house. She backed the trailer into a parking place and I unhitched it. We went back for the old truck and she dug chains out and she towed me back to the house. We put the old gal back behind a shed. I hooked up the trailer again and we were off. Jess had changed into shorts and a cropped top that should have been against the law, it was really hard to keep my eyes off of her. I think she knew about my problem. I saw her glance at my crotch when she thought I wasn’t looking. I was getting a definite bulge there. I guided her to the drive to Buck’s house and in no time we were at the hanger door. I opened the door and she backed the trailer in the hanger. While I was getting the trailer off the hitch Jess was looking over the Duck. She came back smiling. “She looks like she just rolled off the assembly line, she is gorgeous. You guys do great work. What is in the other hangers.”
I said, “If you would like to see follow me.” She held my arm and I could feel her breast press against it. The next hanger held two North American SNJ aircraft. World War II and after trainers. I had learned to fly in one like these.
The next hangar held a SNB-4 Twin Beech from the 1950’S. The last hanger was the largest. It held my favorite, a Lake Renegade 250, a six place amphibian fully equipped with all the goodies. We also had several aircraft in various stages of repair. We had a Cessna 195, A Beech Stagger Wing and other wrecks. I looked at her and asked her if I could buy her a drink. She grinned and said it was very near Happy Hour. We went to the Double Wide where I was staying. I fixed her a drink and we sat and talked for hours. Then the phone rang, it was my son from the big house. He wanted to know if I would eat with he and his fiancée. I told him I had a very lovely lady with me and that I would love to have them meet her. Jess grinned her approval and we drove up in her Truck. Buck and his girl friend Lucy were delighted to meet Jessie. When I told them how we met they had to explain that they had met in almost the same way.
We had a number of drinks and ended up staying for dinner. The kids showed us through the house. They were in the process of renovating it. It tickled me to see how much in love they were. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
We left after dinner and I told her that the dinner we had just had did not count as the dinner I owed her. She grinned and said she knew that, she said she had had a wonderful time and that she would be expecting me to call her when the Duck was ready to fly. I assured her that I would do that. I wanted to follow her home in my Town Car but she would not hear of it. We kissed goodnight and I know she felt how aroused I was. She grinned and left me in agony. I had to relieve myself manually. Nothing new.
Two days later the Duck was back in tip top shape and I called Jess to invite her for a flight. I got no answer.
I called the next day. No answer. The next day I had my truck back and drove over init and towed old Betsy back home with a tow bar. There were no vehicles at her place.
I test flew the J2F the next day and flew over her house. No vehicles in sight. I gave up.
Several days later my phone rang. A sweet voice said, “Hi stranger, does the invitation for a ride in that old war bird still stand?”
“No, that one has expired due to lack of interest. However I will gladly extend a new offer.”
“Oh Fred, it wasn’t a lack of interest, I had to rush to my daughter in Utah, she had a baby and it came early. I forgot to take your number with me. I apologize, Please forgive me.”
“First I don’t believe you are old enough to have a grandbaby, second if you are old enough, I would want you with me if I were having a baby, so all is forgiven. When?”
“How about now, I can be there in 15 minutes.”
“Deal, I’ll roll her out and warm her up. She is a little drafty so bring a jacket.”
“Jump suit and flight jacket OK.”
“Perfect. Bye.”
The big Wright R-1820 was quietly ticking over when she pulled up. Damn if she didn’t look fine in that jump suit. She ran to me and gave me a big kiss. It startled and pleased me. She grinned at me and said, “Damn if I didn’t miss you. It seems like I have known you for ever.”
Didn’t know what to say. Just gulped and pulled her to me for another kiss, soft and sweet. “Come on let me help you get strapped in.” I showed her the steps and hand holds. I climbed up after her and showed her the head set and the mike button. I walked to the front seat and climbed in I put the head set on and keyed the intercom, “Jessie, how do you hear me?”
“Just fine, five square.”
“Ok. I’m going to taxi out. Here we go. I taxied to the end of the strip and held short while I went through the run up. She checked out perfect. I checked for traffic and moved on to the runway. I poured the coal to her and we were in the air half way down the strip. I climbed to fifteen hundred feet and throttled back. I slid my canopy shut and told Jessie to do the same. She said that she loved the wind in her face. I told her to leave her canopy open about two inches and I would open mine about the same and that would give her the best effect. She said I was right. I asked if she would like some lunch.
“You have a stewardess hidden aboard here somewhere?”
“No girl, we can land in the water at Cedar Key and tie up at the Dockside Restaurant.”
“That sounds like fun, I have never been in a water landing or take off before.”
I called the Dockside on Unicom and told them I was coming and they said they would have a space cleared for me. I had been there many times so they knew what was required. They loved me to come because the old plane always drew a big crowd.
I made a big circle around the bay and made a perfect landing then taxied up to the dock, The owner was on hand to tie us up to his floating dock. The port wings and float fit right over everything and the big main float was against the rub strip around the dock. It was perfect for the old bird. I helped Jessie down and we were greeted by Sam, the owner. He was glad to see me as always. I took Jessie’s arm and followed him into the restaurant. He recommended the Grouper sandwich. We concurred and were served shortly. The place filled up rapidly. No one was allowed to go down on the dock. The food was, as always, superb. We had a good conversation and afterwards I reached over and held her hand, I told her I had been heartbroken when I couldn’t find her. “I thought I had frightened you off. I didn’t know what to think.”
She smiled at me tenderly, “Sweetheart, if I want to get rid of you I will tell you right up front to get lost. I don’t see that ever happening. I like you a lot.” My heart went into high get. I could only grin at her. She squeezed my hand. That ’bout curled my toes. I felt like a teenaged kid again. I told her so. She didn’t laugh, she gave me a little smile and said, “I know.” I paid the bill and we mounted up. I started the engine and Sam gave us a big push off away from the dock to where I could maneuver. I told Jessie every thing I was doing and about the problems moving a sea plane on the water when there was even a little wind. I finally worked us out to where we had enough room to take off into the wind. Well, almost into the wind. I had to get up to speed in the channel then turn into the wind for the take off. Works OK. We landed back at the farm and I parked on a concrete area. I got her out and hugged her. I told her to come with me, She said she knew I had to wash down the plane after being in salt water, and that she would help. “Honey, just step over here and I will show you how to do it.”
I lifted a small metal door in the deck and turned a valve and a cloud of spray covered the old plane from every possible direction. She laughed, “I should have known you wouldn’t put an old girl to bed with out taking care of her first.”
“I try to please my old girls.”
“I bet you do.”
I hooked up the little Tow Motor and pulled the Grumman over in front of the hangar doors. Jessie helped me push her back in. I shut the door. I took Jessie’s hand and led her to the double wide. “Sit down and I’ll get us something to drink, name your poison.”
“Do you have Captain Morgan Rum?” I said I did.
“I like mine with lemonade or just plain water.”
“I can do either, I drink a lot of lemonade. I have never tried it with the Captain, sounds good.” We sat on the couch and talked about our day. I told her I wanted to take her in my Lake down to the keys. I told her about my friend who lived down there and had a place we could put the plane and use his boat. If he was home he would take us fishing. We would stay in his house even if he was off some where. He was married to a Country Music star and they were only home half the time. Jessie asked who the singer was, saying she was a huge country music fan.
“Mackie Ann Stone.”
“MACKIE ANN, you know Mackie Ann?”
I had to grin, “Sure do gal. She married my best friend about a year or so ago. I would like to say I was at their wedding, but I missed it by a day, I didn’t know and dropped in on their honeymoon. She was sweet as she could be and wouldn’t let me leave until the next day. I love her to pieces, she is nicer in person than she is on TV. More beautiful too!”
“Gosh, I didn’t know she married again, and you say they live in the Keys?”
“Yep, that isn’t common knowledge so I wish you wouldn’t tell anyone. I think they like it there because they can move around pretty much as they please without photographers and paparazzi.”
“We will go down and visit when they will be there. Tag, my friend, will be tickled to death I have a lady friend. I think he thinks I am gay. I am really not at all inclined in that direction. After Buck’s mother died I was a mess. I wanted to die too, but I had Buck. I couldn’t join her until he was grown. I grieved pretty hard I guess. He was still in diapers when I started taking him fishing and flying. I had to do stuff to keep my mind off Chrissie. I still think of her often. Another friend of mine took me aside one day and asked me one question that changed my whole life, he said, “What would you have wanted Chrissie to do if you had died first, and what would she want you to do?” So that is where I am now.”
“You have never remarried?”
“Nope, never found a candidate, yet. Tell me about Jessie, is she married, have a boy friend, been married, tell me all about her.”
“Alright. Born in Maine, raised in Florida, been here off and on ever since. Married at eighteen, divorced at twenty with one child. Married at twenty two, widowed at thirty five. No present attachments. No prospects. Learned to fly ten years ago, own one aircraft, a Mooney 200. Have a private and instrument ratings.”
I picked up the phone a pressed 5 on the speed dial. It was answered after four rings. “Gordon Residence.”
“Mack, this is Fred Larimore, How are you guys? Are you ready to dump Tag and run off with me. Not yet, Oh well, I’ll just have to find someone else then. Yeah, I do love you too, let me talk to the big clown. Hey! Bubba how is every thing going. Yeah, well I would love to, may I bring a friend? Very female. I don’t know. Don’t know that either. OK. See ya.”
“Would you like to spend the weekend in the Keys with me?”
“Are you serious, was that really Mackie Ann you were talking to?”
“Yes.”
“They invited you just like that, you didn’t even hint you wanted to go.”
“They kinda like me, I treat Tag like I have since he was a kid and I taught him to fish. I treat Mack like she is my little sister. I love both of them. They know that too.”
“Would you like to come to my place for dinner? I have a flank steak if you like that. Baked potatoes and a salad?”
“I would love that, what can I bring? I have a nice bottle of Merlot.”
“Great, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, what do you want to know.”
“What did you answer that you didn’t know when you were talking to your friend?”
“Oh! Well, He asked if I were finally in love, and he asked if we needed one room or two.”
“Oh.”
“You will find that I have a very irritating habit of telling the truth.”
“Fred, I really must go home and get ready, do you know I haven’t been home since I left Utah last night.”
“You came straight here?”
“Yes, I wanted to see if you looked as good as I had remembered. You do. Come over about six, OK?”
I took a shower and shaved. I couldn’t get Jessie out of my mind. I put on a pair of raw linen slacks and a beige flowered silk shirt. Feather weight suede boat shoes completed the outfit. I put the Merlot in a cooler with ice. I was a little early but I left anyway. It was about ten till six when I knocked on her door. It opened and she greeted me with a kiss. “I knew you would be a little early, you look nice, I like that. Aren’t you coming in?”
I was still out side staring at her, she was gorgeous. She wore a wrap around dress of a pale green. It was perfectly fitted to her body. She had on high heels which put her eyes on a level with mine.
“Well, are you coming in?”
“Jessie I have to be careful I don’t step on my tongue. Dirt is damned hard to get off of it. May I say that you are exceedingly beautiful tonight?”
She grinned, “You make me feel good. That is nice.”
“What would you say if I told you I am going to have to carry this ice bucket in front of me over to where I can stand behind the counter?” She burst out laughing.
“Now I really feel good. You are sweet.”
“I am also embarrassed, this has never happened before.” She walked over to me and took my hand. She said, “I won’t look, come on with me so we can sit down and relax.” She led me to a couch. She looked before I could sit down.
“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to look, I just couldn’t help it. Hummmmmm. That is something to think about.”
“Well it didn’t help when I saw there is no back to that dress. Damn that thing is sexy.”
“I am sorry, The dress worked though, I wanted you to think I was attractive. I have had this dress for fifteen years and this is the first time I have worn it. I am such a big horse I have to do something to make you look.
I have always been described as being healthy, big boned, and full bodied. I was going for “Hot”.
“Sweetie you went way past that to boiling, steaming, white hot. Do you want to skip dinner and just start kissing.”
“Well it is almost ready and I don’t know why we can’t share a kiss or two before dinner.” I couldn’t think of one either, so I pulled her gently closer to me and kissed her softly. Her lips parted and I rubbed my tongue along her lips. Her tongue came out to play. Her perfume was intoxicating. I was excited by every thing about this woman. I wanted her. Now. I think she felt that because she jumped up and dashed into the kitchen, She yelled that everything was ready. I still had a boner in my britches. The hell with it. It was a fact of life. We would just have to live with it. By the time we were finished with dinner he was back to normal. She said she had some brandy she would like me to try. She brought two snifters and we sat close to each other on the couch. I could feel my blood stirring again. I asked if she minded if I smoked a cigar. “I can go outside, but I don’t really need it.”
“You can smoke it right where you are if you will let me have a puff or two.”
“I took a drag and held the smoke in my mouth. I let it out so it drifted up into my nose. I handed it to her. She blew a perfect smoke ring and handed it back. I blew one that circled hers. I looked at her and put the cigar down. Her eyes were on me, watching every move. I wet my lips and smiled softly at her, “Jessie, I want to make love to you, now.” She smiled back and stood and took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She turned round and I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately. I felt her hand grasp my erection. She stepped back and dropped the dress from her shoulders. She was nude except for her heels and thigh high stockings. I picked her up and laid her on the bed. I leaned over her and kissed her lips. I explored her mouth with my tongue. I kissed her eyes and her cheeks and ears, I nibbled at her smooth neck. My hands were busy feeling her breasts. Her nipples were erect and hard as rubber. I had to taste them. Delicious, I loved them, her areolas were small and tight around the base of the nipples. Sweet, so damned sweet. My hands ran over her body. I loved what I was feeling. I followed my hands with my lips and tongue. I moved to her mound. It was as smooth as a babies ass. Smooth and silky feeling. I slipped down and gently forced her legs apart. I saw her lovely pussy. The vulva were puffy and swollen looking, her pink inner lips protruded from between them. I moved between her legs and they spread wider and wider. I could see her moisture dripping from her love tunnel.
I had to lap at her juice, I didn’t want to waste a drop. I parted the flesh covering her clitoris and sucked it in my mouth as far as I could. She was really jerking around and moaning low in her throat She had a grip on my head and directed my mouth where she wanted it. She was having orgasm after orgasm. She was humping up against my mouth as hard as she could. She started screaming at the top of her lungs. Her head flipped from side to side. She jerked hard and trembled then pushed me away. “In me! I want you in me. Fuck me now. Oh! God you are wonderful, do me now, now, I want to have you cum inside me. I feel him going in. Oh he is so big, I love him. I want us to cum together. I want that, Yes Together, yessss. Please, Please, Fred, Please baby cum now. God, He feels soooo goooood. Move just like that, oh! Yess, yess. Now , Now, Nowwwwwwwwwww. I feel you cuming Wow! I feel it, yes yes yes, I love to feel that. Kiss me, Kiss me. Ahaaaaaaa yes. Hug me, hold me. I loved that, really loved it.” I hugged her warm body to me and she softly kissed my lips. She said, “Come with me and let me clean you up.” She escorted me to the master bath and turned on the shower. She adjusted the heat and told me to get in. She pulled on a bathing cap and joined me. She put liquid bath soap on a bath puff and washed every inch of my body She paid special attention to my genitals which of course turned him right back on. She grinned up at me, “I love it, can I kiss him some?”
“I have never been able to resist a beautiful lady with that request. I can’t stand tears.”
“You wish, no, I believe you.” She put her lovely soft lips around the head of my cock and I held on to the hand rails in the shower for dear life. She pulled off of him and I was able to catch my breath. She was looking at him very carefully. She looked up at me. “He is really not that big. Oh! I mean he is perfect but he is not as big as he feels inside me.”
“Darlin’ As the old saying goes, ‘It ain’t what you got, It’s the way how you use it.'”
“I believe you, yes I do. I know my pussy believes you. She is in love with him. May I kiss on him some more?”
“I give you blanket approval to kiss on him anytime you want, and for any reason you want.”
“Oh! Can I show him to some of my girl friends?”
“I will have to think about that. I meant for your own private use.”
“I was only teasing, I wouldn’t let any of them within thirty feet of you. The old bitches.”
“Stop talking and start kissing the water is getting cold.”
“Here let me dry you off. We can finish that in bed if you want. I am not letting you out of here before noon tomorrow no matter what.” She pulled the cap off and took one of those gadgets and put her hair in a pony tail. I loved that. I still couldn’t believe she was over forty, no way. I sat on the side of the bed and pulled her between my legs. I caressed her breasts, tweaking her nipples between my fingers. I pulled the nipples out as far as they would go. Then I let go. Wonderful. I kissed and kissed and squeezed and kneaded and loved them every way I could think of, She stood and threw her head back and moaned and purred during the whole time. I looked up at her and said, “I love them, they are delicious.” She took my face in her hands, “That is another first for me. No one ever made me cum by loving my breasts. Damn, you are special. I may never let you leave. Do you have any more tricks?”
“Sweetheart, I don’t have any tricks, I just love to please you. I do have several other places that I can make you cum, not tonight though, not tonight. I want to save some for our honeymoon.”
“Honeymoon?”
“Well, think about it. It is too early to talk like that I guess. I am sorry, forgive me, I get carried away with my feelings sometimes.”
She kissed me sweetly and squeezed my cock. “Hey, I already have the wedding planned.”
“Hey, I would like to hear that. Am I in it?”
“There will not be one with out you babe.”
“Hey girl’ are you serious,?”
“Yes, I am trying to tell you I love you, I have been able to think of nothing but you since I met you. I am crazy about you. Please say you love me a little too.”
“I can’t say I love you a little too. I love you a whole lot. I feel the same about you, I called and called every day. I would find an excuse to fly over your place or drive by it every day. I am like a love sick kid. What else can we do, do you want to just live together for a while to see how it goes, maybe that would be the smart thing to do. We have nothing to loose. I will do what ever you want, just so I can be with you.”
“That makes sense to me. We can wait a bit. Do you want to move in here or I can pack a bag and move in with you?”
“Honey, what ever feels right for you is fine with me. I really, really want this to work. We can try my place for a while, then come back here for a while if you want. Don’t worry about money, I have enough.”
“I am not worried about money, I have plenty too. The only problem I have is with my plane, my hanger lease is expiring and I have to get out, the owner wants it back.”
“Hell, that’s no problem at all. Tomorrow we will go get it and take it to the ranch. We have space there for it in my hangar. You know who is going to be tickled to death about this? The kids, Lucy and Buck, they really liked you and have been after me to latch on to you.”
“I am glad they liked me, they are both so sweet, I feel at home with them. One other thing, I need to go shopping before we go to the Keys, I haven’t a thing to wear. What do I need, I mean what do they wear.”
“Sweetheart, they dress just like you and I do. At home, shorts and a T-shirt, jeans and a top. Maybe a sundress and a cocktail dress, Bikini for swimming and diving. I take a Navy blue suit along with a pair of gray slacks because with them you never know. I try not to look or act like the hick I am. But they wouldn’t care if we were in rags, wouldn’t really bother them at all, they might take us to the store and buy us new clothes because they thought we needed them, but they are down to earth folks.”
“I can’t wait to meet them.”
“You will love them, I would give everything I own to Tag if he asked for it, because I know the only way he would ask would be if it were a matter of life and death for he or Mackie. He would do the same for me. He was having trouble years ago trying to get financing to buy the big houseboat he has. I had to beg him to let me do it for him. Paid back every dime in short order too. When I was drinking too much right after Buck went off on his own. He dragged me to the Keys and didn’t let me out of his sight for three weeks until I was all dried out. Used to go out and bring home cute little girls for me almost every night. Cussed me every day too! I love the guy. Been through holding his hand a time or two. Took him to Alaska hunting for a couple of weeks after his second wife took his kid and left him. Loosing the boy hurt him more than loosing the wife, I thought she was running around on him anyway, she came on to me once, real hard too! I have never told him, never will.”
“Did you do anything with her?”
I looked at Jessie, “Do you think I would?”
“No! Never! I know you wouldn’t.”
We moved her plane to my hanger the next day. We pushed my Lake out of the hanger. We decided to go for a ride and get her fueled up. We thought we would go to Ocala for fuel. Jessie loved the Lake. “Boy it sure has more room than the Mooney. Wow! It seats six, How much weight will we have left with full fuel?”
“I figure 800 pounds. Actually it is 865 but 800 ought to leave us 500 pounds for baggage. If you bring that much you can load it and unload it yourself.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t have twenty five pounds. We still need to take me shopping. When can we do that?”
“Why don’t we leave tomorrow and stop in Fort Lauderdale and spend the night there?”
“Will we need fuel, we should be ok for a round trip shouldn’t we?”
Yeah, I usually burn under 60 gallons round trip. Depending on the weather we can make it easy. If the weather looks bad we will just stay until it looks better. Shouldn’t be but about two and a half hours flight time each way. The forecasts look good for the weekend, weather should be no problem. We can stop at Fort Lauderdale Executive Airport. It is not far from a huge Mall. Sawgrass. If we leave in the morning, we can have a rental car waiting, zip over to the mall and do your shopping and you can get what you want, up to about 300 pounds worth. I will be honest, Love, I ain’t that much on shopping, but I might like doing it with you. We can stay in Ft. Lauderdale or head on down south.”
We ended up shopping our feet off, we bought lots of really cute stuff for Jessie. She looked good in anything. It wasn’t near three hundred pounds but it sure seemed like it after hauling it all over that huge mall. When we were headed back to the airport I gave Tag a call on the old Nextel walkee- talkee. He answered right back on the speaker. I told him we had just emptied out the Sawgrass Mall and were headed for the Airport. “Come on down, you guys are only a little over an hour away. Mack and I are dying to meet your lady.”
“Tag we are on our way, Figure two hours from now. See ya.”
“Freddy, your Tag sounds so sweet, I can hardly wait to meet him. At first I was anxious to meet Mackie Ann, but now I am more eager to meet your friend Tag. Is Tag a nick name?”
“Sort of. His first name is Taggart. Actually there are only a couple of people who know that his real name was originally Thomas Austin Gordon. TAG, But he followed his daddy every where he could, wouldn’t let him out of his sight, cried his eyes out if he couldn’t be near his dad. His dad started calling him Tag-along. That got to be Tag real soon and it stuck. They went to court and had his name changed to Taggart Austin Gordon.”
We landed in the bay and taxied to Tag’s ramp. His plane was not there so I ran her right up the ramp and stopped on Tag’s tie down. Tag and his wife ran out to greet us. Tag helped Jessie down and hugged and kissed her. Mackie made a big fuss over her. Mack and Jessie disappeared with all her new stuff. Tag and I got the rest of the bags and found them looking at Jessie’s new clothes. Tag grabbed my arm and led me to the family room and got us a couple beers, “Damn, you old fart, how did you reel that one in. She is really something, why didn’t you tell me she is the second most beautiful girl in the world? She looks awful young for you.”
“Would you believe that girl is a Grandmother.”
“You got to be kidding, I don’t believe it. Those jeans and that little top didn’t look like Grannywear to me.” We heard giggling from the door and the two women entered arm in arm. Grinning at each other like school girls.
Mackie smiled at me, “Freddy, we may not let you take her home with you, I love her already. Tag would you believe this girl is a grandmother?”
“Yeah, Fred told me. He said it was no big deal, he is working on becoming a grand dad himself.”
“Tag, you big ape, I never said any such damned thing and you know it.”
Mackie looked up at Jessie and said, “Get used to these two cussing and fussing at each other. You would think they hate each other. Tag talks about Fred all the time. They think the world of each other but you can’t tell it to hear them talk.”
“I learned that very early. Fred told me all about Tag before he casually mentioned he was married to you. This is really a beautiful place you have here. I love the way it is arranged. Do you get to spend much time here?”
“Not as much as we would like to. But we are working on staying here much more, my kids love it here. They are in school and nobody cares who they are. I just sold my ranch in California and another house in Beverly Hills. Don’t want to be anywhere my Tag isn’t happy. He loves his fishing on the flats and I do too. I am thinking of retiring when my contracts expire. I told him before we were married that I would give up everything and scrub floors to be with him and be the happiest floor scrubber in the world, I meant it too! He is my life, I love my kids, but Tag is my man.”
“I know how you feel, Fred and I are on a trial period right now. We don’t need to rush into anything, we only live about four miles apart. I have to confess, I love him more already than anyone I have ever known. I don’t think he has made up his mind about me.”
I grinned at Jessie, “Sure I have, but I ain’t gonna tell.” I winked at Tag, “You get more attention if you keep them guessing.”
Jessie got to her feet and walked over and sat in my lap and planted a big juicy kiss on mouth. She wiggled her delightful rear end around and got me all aroused. She jumped up and grinned at Mackie and said, “That ought to get his attention for a bit, he can’t get up.”
Tag said, “I can’t either and I was way over here. You are a real ‘Hottie’ Miss Jessie.”
“Oh! I hope I didn’t offend anyone, I was just teasing the big guy.”
Mackie giggled, “I loved it, I think I’ll do Tag too.” She ran to Tag and did about the same thing to him. Only he was ready and his big hands cupped her tiny ass and helped her move around on him. When Mack got off his lap she grinned at Jessie, “Now that is a game I might learn to enjoy.”
Tag asked Jessie to throw him a towel that was on a chair next to her. She shook her head. “If you are getting up, if you forgive my pun, I hope she has made it hard for you. Wow, a double pun.”
I smiled at Tag, “So how is the fishing?”
He grinned, “I was going to suggest we take the girls and go dive up a few lobsters for dinner. I am going to have to wait a few minutes though.”
“Jessie, would you like to go snorkeling?”
“Sure. I am not real good at it though.”
Mackie touched her arm. “Honey, wait until you see the two of them in the water. They are like fish. Old as Fred is, and that is damned old, he is even better than Tag I think. They will amaze you. I just love to watch the two of them. They have done this so often they are near perfect at it. They find lobster where we have had people go ahead of us and say there is nothing there and in five minutes they have half a dozen keepers. I have seen the two of them free dive to thirty feet and get lobster. It scares me when they go that deep. I fuss when they want to do a deep dive. I really get scared.”
I saw she had tears in her eyes, “We won’t be diving in over ten feet today, Dear girl, I promise. Please don’t cry. I’ll make him behave.” Seeing tears in that girl’s eyes just kills me.
We got swim suits on and climbed in one of Tag’s boats, it was a larger boat, made for more than two or three people. Tag took us to one of our favorite spots. We saved it for days when we really didn’t want to work that hard. I helped my girl into her gear and kissed her, she looked really great in a one piece suit. I kissed her quickly and helped her in the water. She swam well. I watched her carefully until I was sure she was comfortable. I kicked back to the boat and got my net and a tickle stick and chased down Tag. He had spotted a couple nice ones. He tickled two out and got one, I got the other one before it could get back in the hole.
I took the one I got and showed it to Jess before I put it in the bag Mackie held for us. Jessie and Mackie swam holding hands. Jessie was not as comfortable as I thought so I stayed with her and held her other hand. She pulled her hand away and pointed down. I smiled and winked at her, blew her a kiss and went after Tag. He was working hard trying to get one out from under a coral head I went down to help him. The lobster was huge, a real giant. Tag had a hold on him with his gloved hands but was having trouble moving him. I saw the big bug had his tail jammed over a small ledge, I knew Tag wouldn’t let go so I darted around and got a glove behind him and pushed up on the tail. He went out like a shot. Tag had a death grip on him and I chased them to the surface. I knew Tag was having trouble holding the lobster so I got hold of him too around the tail. I prayed Tag could hold on, If he let go my hands would be cut to pieces, I was able to keep it from flipping it’s tail so it couldn’t get away. We got to Mackie and the lobster wouldn’t fit in the bag. We looked at each other, I stuck my head out of the water and yelled, “Let’s let him go.” Tag nodded and I released my hold on the tail, Tag let go too. The lobster flipped away and disappeared. Tag followed him. He knew the lobster would head for a place where he could hide. There would probably be other lobsters there. He was right. We got several more lobsters from the coral head he took us to. We all went back to the boat. Tag and Mack got in and I helped Jessie into the boat. The girls were just beside themselves over the size of the lobster we had let go. It was probably the biggest I had ever seen. They wanted to know why we had let it go.
I said, “Well, I had several reasons, first he put up such a good fight he deserved to get way, second I wanted it to breed and make more giant lobsters, third and most important, they aren’t that good to eat when they get that big. They are tough.”
Tag said, “The old man is right. I had one more reason, I didn’t want him to hurt Fred. I bet his hands are cut up now.” He was looking at a pool of blood between my feet. I pulled the gloves off. My hands were not bad, only a few little cuts. I knew they would hurt like hell later though. Tag pulled out a first aid kit and got out a little jar of Adolf’s Meat Tenderizer. He sprinkled some on the cuts. The stinging got worse for a minute then stopped. I felt hot drops on each arm. They were tears from both the girls.
“Hey don’t cry, that hurts me more than the little cuts, I can’t stand to see either of you cry, both of you at once will break me all up.” I felt tears staring in my own eyes.
“Now stop being a bunch of cry babies, I’ve seen this guy grin with a finger hanging by a thread of skin. He ain’t hurt enough for him to even notice it.” Tag looked at Mackie, “Does Mary want these whole or should I wring the tails?”
Mackie said she didn’t know, just to leave them whole.
When we got home we all took showers out side then entered our bathrooms from outside. I adjusted the indoor shower to a comfortable level and pulled Jess in with me, I washed her hair to get any remaining salt out. She did the same for me. I took a bath puff loaded with body wash and washed her whole body. She loved it. Then I handed the puff to her. She bathed me. We stepped out of the shower and dried each other. It was fun and we got tangled up a couple times, that was nice too. We crawled in bed to take a short nap. I kissed her lush lips and said. “Sleep tight.” I laid back and she put her head on my shoulder. Her damp hair smelled so clean. I kissed her head. She lifted her lips and said, “You missed.” I didn’t miss the next time, or the next, or the next. I rolled on top of her and rested my weight on my elbows and knees. I slid down a little and played kissykiss with her breasts. She liked it when I kissed on one breast and caressed the other with my finger tips. I just had to suckle on her nipple. I switched breasts and she was pulling me harder against her breasts.
I said softly, “Tell me what you want me to do to you. Talk to me Sweetheart, I want to please you. She whispered, “Please love my pussy. Please!” I moved down and spread her legs wide. She spread them much wider. I opened her inner lips with my finger tips and licked up the moisture I found there. She pulled both pillows behind her so she could watch. I pushed a couple of fingers in her love tunnel and moved them in and out. With the other hand I pushed the hood over her clit back and caught her clit with my lips. I played with it every way I could think of. She was loving every thing I did. I watched her eyes droop closed as I increased my speed. Jess reached down and got one of my hands and pulled me up over her again. She whispered, “Dearest, Fuck me now. Yes, Yes, Now” She guided me into her hot wet sheath. It felt so good I had trouble breathing. I raised up and grabbed a pillow and lifted her so I could put it under her rear end. It gave me a different angle and I really pounded my meat into her. She was moaning very loudly now I put my lips over hers and kissed her to quiet her down.
I felt her trembling and jerking and thought she was ready to cum so I really socked it to her. Her head fell to one side. I was groaning and growling now myself as the pressures built inside me. Then I was spurting my love inside her as fast as I could. I finally slowed to a stop. I did not pull out of her. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled at me, “I think we can nap now.”