"Pat and Tim start their Christmas"
Tim walked into his back door, and it finally hit him. It was almost Tuesday morning, and he and Pat would be spending five days at O’Toole on Wednesday. The excitement removed any possibility of sleep. He grabbed a beer...
"Pat and Tim need to meet"
The following morning, Tim was awakened by a strange feeling. Cynthia was bobbing up and down sucking his cock. He wasn’t sure how to react, so he pulled her pussy up to his face. Cynthia didn’t miss a stroke as...
"Cynthia get everything she wants for Christmas"
Tim sat in the quiet of the living room trying to think. He was beginning to think that Cynthia knew their relationship would be coming to an end. She eluded it. But how? Oh, yes, female intuition, the sixth sense....
"Tim gives Cynthia what she wants for Christmas"
With all of the ruckus about Delany and Lillian’s disappearance, Tim forgot it was almost Christmas. He rummaged through the boxes in his store room and found his battery-operated twelve-inch Christmas tree. His only decoration.He set it up on his...
"Tim hunts for Lillian"
Tim sat on the edge of his bed trying to think. Would this be just a wild goose chase, or would he find Lillian? But where does Delany fit in or, does he? Are these two separate incidences? Tim began...
"Tim has a talk with the Sheriff, but later realizes he may know where Lillian is hiding"
When Tim got home, he locked the door behind him as he always did. But this time it felt like he was keeping trouble locked out. He had no reason to feel like he was going to be punished, but...
"Tim wants more info before talking to the Sheriff"
Sunday morning, Tim was awake before sunup. He quietly crawled from between his sleeping lovers. He was even going to go without coffee. Tim didn’t want to face the ladies because of having to say goodbye, but because he lied...
"The lovers enjoy their time together then the Sheriff calls"
At nine-thirty, Tim and Pat walked into Elenore’s home. The smell of fresh coffee brewing was the intoxicating fragrance Tim needed. He looked at Pat and motioned to the coffee pot and then to her house. Pat mouthed to him...
"Tim and Pat have their last intimate evening for a while"
The last glimmer of light was fading when the lovers awoke from their sleep. They had given and taken so much from each other; it was impossible to think there was any more desire left. Tim was facing Pat’s back;...
"Pat and Tim are alone and free to enjoy each other"
Tim knocked on Pat’s door mid-morning on Friday. When she answered the door, Tim was flabbergasted. She was stunning. Her auburn hair flowed gently around her face. Her makeup was dark for daytime, it was what Tim loved. Her lipstick...