I had to make a mad dash to the bathroom during the night. When I stepped on the damp towels, it took a few seconds for my brain to retrieve the shower from last night. I finished my business and tried to let the seat down gently – oops! It slipped from my hand.
“Honey, are you all right?” Tammy called from the bedroom.
“Oh God, No! Oh, it hurts.” I limped out of the bathroom cupping my cock and balls.
“What happened, Hank? What did you do?” Tammy was sitting on the edge of the bed. “Hank?”
“Seat – dropped on me – I smashed it – kiss it and make it better,” I whimpered.
Tammy moved my hands and saw that I was not hurt. She slapped my arm.
“You damn goof! You have me scared half to death. I thought you hurt the part I need most,” she slapped my arm again.
“But you don’t understand,” I went for the sympathy.
“Oh, you damn big baby. Stay here,” Tammy went to the bathroom. After a few minutes, she returned and sat on the edge of the bed again.
“Now, come here and let me kiss it for you,” Tammy pulled me between her legs and started licking my cock.
“Mmmm. You taste so good, Lover. I may not stop for a long time,” her head bobbed slowly up and down on my cock.
“God, Tammy – you make me crazy, you sexy vixen,” I said breathlessly.
She put my hand on her head and looked up with love in her eyes. “I love making you happy, Hank,” she purred.
Tammy continued sucking me, my knees were getting weaker by the second. She swallows my cock then runs her tongue up and down and around it. Then she pulls my cock skin back.
She glides her tongue over the head and around it then slowly swallows it. I can feel the muscles in the back of her throat squeezing my cock head.
Tammy pulled my cock from her mouth and stroked it. She was looking at me, her expression was so sensual. She was still stroking me, her other hand rubbed my chest, and then pulled my balls. The look on my face, she knew I was close to cumming.
She started licking my cock head and stroking it. There was no turning back. I was panting and whimpering, she put my hands on the back of her head. She held my cock, and stroked it as she swallowed it. That was too much, I shot a load of cum down her throat.
Tammy moaned with joy as she swallowed the first load, then she squeezed my ass cheeks as she swallowed the second and third streams. When she had emptied my balls, Tammy swallowed my cock and stroked it with her tongue, and pulled my balls. My knees were against the bed for support.
She took my cock from her mouth and kissed the head. She kissed my body and then kissed my cock once more. I looked down at my beautiful wife, her expression was pure love.
“Now, does he feel better?” She cooed. She put her head on my body and hugged me.
“He’s numb,” I replied. “You sure made the swelling go down fast,” I panted. I turned to go to the bathroom.
“Where are you going?” she had a puzzled look on her face.
“I’m gonna slam it in the lid again,” I grinned.
“Henry Edward Johnston – you just take your naughty self into the kitchen and start the coffee. You damn goofball,” Tammy was laughing. I went to the kitchen.
We had our morning coffee in bed as usual, but since it was Saturday, we lingered longer. When we got up, we made the bed together. Tammy went to start breakfast, and I started to separate the laundry.
“Hey Honey,” I call to her in the kitchen, “we’re not going to try to do the laundry today, are we?” With our monthly party starting at five, I thought we would be rushing things.
“I don’t think so, Hank. I hate to do it on Sunday, but let’s wait until tomorrow. Come on, Baby. Breakfast is ready,” She doesn’t have to call me twice for her cooking.
We ate our breakfast leisurely. Most people may think it’s weird, but we rarely wear clothes. Why? No one is coming over, and just more laundry and I love looking across the table at her tits. She loves the attention, too.
We straightened the house and stopped for a beer. It was close to three, so our next move would be to get ready for the party. I got a couple of beers from the fridge and took them into the bedroom for us. Tammy was sitting on the bed, I put the beers on the nightstand.
“Dang it, I dropped the,” then I knelt on the floor without finishing.
“What did you drop, Baby?” Tammy was watching me.
I grabbed her legs and put them over my shoulders pulled Tammy to the edge of the bed and began to lick her pussy.
“Hank! What are you doing? Don’t not yet, I need – need a – a – oh God don’t stop now,”
Tammy lay back on the bed and put her hands on my head. I slowly separated her pussy lips with my tongue, Tammy cooed with delight, Oh that feels so good, ummm,” she whispered.
I ran my hands up and down Tammy’s soft body, and little bumps of arousal formed on her. When I lightly ran my hands down her sides, Tammy’s body stiffened, and she moaned out loud.
I wrapped her tits in my hands and squeezed them. Tammy whimpered and grabbed the bed sheets. She pulled her legs closer to her, I took that opportunity to slide my tongue into her pussy. She inhaled sharply but slowly released her breath in a long, low moan, Hank, baby.”
Tammy’s breathing was getting faster, and small droplets of sweat were forming on her body. She was squirming and whimpering and pushing my face into her pussy. Her sweat pussy juice was starting to trickle onto my tongue,
“God Hank Now! Ah-ha, oh Baby,” and Tammy’s pussy began squirting her warm cum all over my face. No matter how fast I tried to lay it up, she would send another warm stream for me to lick.
Tammy groaned long and low. She pushed me away from her pussy, and curled into her little ball. She was panting and whimpering, with a wide smile on her face. She opened one eye and looked at me, then giggled and tightened her little ball.
I crawled onto the bed and lay next to her. She would look at me and giggle, then close her eyes again. “Ummm, that was one wonderful o-r-g-a-s-m, Mr. Lover. Damn, you are good, I was not expecting that at all,” she whispered.
“I enjoy surprising you, too, Baby. I love watching your face when you cum. Sometimes I think you are not on this planet,” I kissed her cheek.
“With YOU, sometimes I’m not. Oh God, that was amazing,” Tammy reached out and touched my face.
“Do you want to shower together?” I asked innocently.
“NO! If you start to get crazy on me, I won’t be able to go tonight. Sitting down would not be a possibility. You keep that tongue and pussy pleasing cock to yourself – well until we get home,” Tammy laughed.
At ten minutes to five, we pulled into the lot of the Brat Bar and Grill. We saw Jack and Cynthia’s car and Kathy and Janet’s. We walked in, and Louisa waved as we headed for the party room. Carl gave us a shout and a thumbs up – beer was on the way.
It didn’t take long for everyone to show up. By five-twenty, everyone was present except for Mark and Pam. The comment was made that Pam had called Stacey and said they would have to pass this month. It was a given, after all, Renee had just been born.
We were catching up with each other. Tammy was bragging about the new job. Andrew said that he heard Platt and Dorrest talking about Hank. He said they had nothing but excellent comments from Vince. Even the excellent delivery service Hank had, they laughed. Tammy blushed, so she got a pretty good ribbing about her t-shirt with the socket.
Carl and Louisa kept the beer flowing and the appetizers coming. We had a great time as always. More laughing and teasing, bringing up old parties and the goofy things that had gone on.
Suddenly, everyone’s phone started to buzz. It was Mark doing a conference FaceTime with all of us. He was showing Pam and Renee. Renee was wrapped in her blanket with just enough of her face to be seen. She was sound asleep. I watched Tammy, she didn’t answer the call. Oh, shit.
The call lasted a couple of minutes, but the damage was done. Tammy sat there doing her best to keep the tears at bay. Mostly unsuccessfully. Finally, she had to get up and leave, she ran to the ladies’ room. Everyone looked at me, I didn’t know what to say.
Finally, Stacey said, “I’ll go and check on Tammy. Hank?” Then the look on Stacey’s face changed. She knew why Tammy ran to the restroom.
“Oh, God,” Stacey whispered and left the table.
“Ah, well, Tammy is going through a rough time right now. I don’t know what – shit,” I chugged my beer.
The entire mood of the evening had changed. No one’s fault, maybe mine. Maybe I should have guessed Pam would somehow show Renee off, and she should. She’s a proud new Mommy, and Mark is a proud new Daddy.
I should cut my throat for saying this, but I would do the same thing. And Tammy is suffering because Vera is a fucking abusive bitch. I got up and started to walk to the girls’ room. Tammy and Stacey were coming out. Tammy fell into my arms.
“Tammy, I’m so sorry. I should have,” she stopped me.
“It’s not your fault, Hank. You can’t keep me sequestered from everything. Maybe I’m having a fake period,” She was sobbing.
Stacey looked at me with sorrow all over her face. “This may not be the right time, but I think there is a solution. Can we talk about this with people who love you, Tammy?”
“I’m so embarrassed,” she sniffed, “I have probably ruined everyone’s evening. I’m so selfish,” she started crying again.
“Tamara, my love. You haven’t ruined anyone’s evening. Come on, Stacey seems to have a plan. Come on, Sweetheart,” I had my knuckle under her chin. Tammy’s soft eyes were filled with pain.
Everyone at the table was gentle and sympathetic. Louisa asked if there was anything she could do. They were wonderful.
“I owe all of you an explanation,” Tammy started.
Kathy spoke up, “No, you don’t, girl. We are your family, we’re all more than friends. What can we do to help? We don’t need an explanation.”
“I do, I do owe you an explanation,” Tammy said.
Through tears, she related to our friends about her mother hitting her when she was young. Tammy sobbed through the entire memory, and Cynthia and Allison were crying, as well. When Tammy had finished her story, she sat back and sipped her beer, then leaned against me. I put my arm around her.
“Tammy, Hank, let me tell you about Cynthia and me. We tried to have a baby for three years with no luck. We asked Father Ryan about an adoption agency, we knew how expensive they can be. Well, I can tell you we got a surprise,” Jack offered.
“You, too?” Allison spoke up. “Andrew and I asked Father about it, too,” she sounded excited. “I don’t know if I can get pregnant, Lord knows we haven’t done anything to keep me from getting pregnant. If I don’t by this time next year, we will talk to Father.”
I said, “Okay, so give. What’s the secret?” Tammy had stopped crying and was all ears.
“Okay, here’s the scoop,” Jack sat forward in his chair. “Father Ryan knows a lawyer who will help you adopt a baby. He can’t guarantee a boy or a girl, but he does the legal work for you. He knows a doctor who has young girls who are in the family way and can’t keep the baby for one reason or another or she doesn’t want the baby.
If you and Tammy talk to Father Ryan, I’m sure he will put you on the list. I don’t know how many want to adopt, but it will be less expensive and quicker than going through a red tape adoption process.”
Andrew spoke up, “Yeah, if Allison doesn’t get pregnant, we are going to Father Ryan.”
Tammy started crying again. I was confused. They were trying to give us a solution, but why should she be crying?
“I have got the best and most wonderful friends in the world. I love all of you so much. Thank you for the advice,” Tammy said with a shaky voice.
Louisa came up to the table. “The next round is on me.” She left and returned with a drink for each of us.
Jack and Jacqueline were getting a little fussy Diana was yawning. It was time to head home. We all ante up, with a tip, and put the money on the table. Louisa thanked us and said goodbye.
I opened Tammy’s car door as she got in. she smiled and showed a lot of leg.
“I have the best friends and the most wonderful husband in the world. I adore you, Hank. ” She reached for me, I bent down, and we kissed.
When we finished kissing, I closed the door and drove home. I was certain Tammy would fall asleep quickly tonight.
Departed Soul
