Ask An Old Guy

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 7.


At once I covered Emily with her robe and in my arms I carried my darling girl to our bed. I placed her between the cool sheets, covered her gently with her little quilt and kissed each of her closed eyelids. Emmie was in her twilight state. It is her state between the end of our coupling and the commencement of her own voyage to release and orgasm.

As unobtrusively as possible I got into the bed next to her and held her tightly in my arms. Her breathing was even and shallow. The afterglow in her was an incredible sight to bear witness.

In her deepest whisper:

"Will you say his name, Jake?"

"Yes, darling, I will."

"Will you tell me how it will be, Jake?"

"Yes, sweetheart, I will tell you everything."

"Please, Jake, say his name. He is so beautiful."

"Shea."

"Jake, please."

"Shea."

Her hand had moved lower, into her moist nest. The movement there was calm, but, efficient. Her eyes clenched tighter as if to never open again.

"Jake, please."

"Shea shall undress you, Emily. He will come to you completely naked and he will undress you so that you can be with him, Emmie. He will be improbably hard and impossibly long and you will take hold of him there and you will smile at the discovery.
You will stand on your toes and rest his tumescence between your legs to feel his length and goodness, Em. You will gently move back and forth on his penis as your lips find his. His kisses are sweet and unhurried and you hug him tightly, knowing that soon, so very soon you will be one with him. Connected by his body, seared forever by his liquid life.

He feeds at your breasts as you stroke his hair and listen to the matching beats of your hearts. The beats race so fast. Too soon it is time. Your eyes well as he carries you to bed, this bed, and gently lays you upon it. Gently he spreads your long pale thighs apart to allow himself ample room to breach your maidenhead. Yes, for Shea, Emily, you are a virgin. His virgin. He will be gracious, but, he will also be insistent that you deny him nothing."

"Oh, God, Jake, I don't know if I can stand this."

"It's ok, sweetheart, just let yourself go. I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you, baby-girl. Just let go. Let it all go."

"Once more, Jake,,,,,,please?"
.........


"Shea."

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 8.


Her screams as the crisis arrived were absolutely amazing. I only hoped the neighbors were not alarmed. Surely they heard. Emily was right, it was too much, as afterward I had to calm her. She was near inconsolable with consternation, overcome with passion and conscience. She spoke not a word, her tears flowed freely and I kissed them all away as slowly Emily came back to me, shuddering until she had at last exhausted herself.

She slept soundly now. It was her way and I took no offense. She looked like a living doll there curled up ever so sweetly. I finished tucking her in and then quietly left the bedroom. My spaghetti was finished and I was hungry. My stomach had finally released the knot that had been there all day. I felt sated and contented. The house was quiet and dark, and I so enjoy those two forces.

I opened a fresh bottle of red wine and ate in front of the television. TCM was showing "Dark Victory" and I never tire of that one. I figured tomorrow morning would come soon enough and I'd see where we were, where we had come from, and God help us, where we were headed.

In my chair I fell asleep just as the light failed Bette Davis' "Judith Traherne."

[DeadlyDynasty]

My advice is what it was:::don't ever grow old.

If you could re-live any single year of your life, what would it be?

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 9.


I woke with a start, and immediately recovered my bearings. Thankfully I had woken a little before four in the morning. I went up immediately to check on Emily. Her night light was on and she was sound asleep. She would be up at five and I wanted to make her a hearty breakfast to carry her thru her day. It was Friday, and Friday is always a fun day in our house. Last day of the work week and such. I switched off the television, cleaned myself up a bit in the downstairs bathroom and headed for the kitchen. Sure enough a little after five I heard rustlings above as Emily dashed about as is her way.

"Hurry, I have breakfast for you, Em."

"Don't know, J, I'm running late as usual." She called down.

"Nonsense, you have to have a good breakfast. It's Friday, right? Right."

"I'll try." The rushing about increased dramatically. I smiled.

"Would you mind terribly if I stopped off with the girls this evening for a drink? We're all welcoming the new guy. You know how that is. Okay?"

I was facing the stove as usual when she came bursting into the kitchen with this request.
Her voice again a full octave higher, I knew the request was difficult for her. Still I did not grant mercy...

"Oh, you mean the new guy Shea,right?" I teased her.

"Yes, smarty, I mean Shea."

I finally turned to see her reaction and was stunned to find her in her skin tight jeans.

"Jeans, Emmie?"

"Well, it is dress down Friday, I think."

She had scoffed at dress down Friday for years. Claiming it was beneath her and she would not partake as a matter of principle.

In these particular jeans her bottom is perfection personified. It is a breathtaking sight, plain and simple.

I caught her eye and gave her a wink. "Ok, doll, have fun. But, no drinking and driving. One drink to start with and then it's off limits thereafter. Understood?"

"Understood."

"Now, sit still for a few minutes and eat your breakfast."

"Well, I am on schedule and I am hungry. I didn't get any dinner last night as I recall."

I laughed aloud and helped her into her chair.

"Jake." Her voice had at once turned quiet and reserved..."Jake, thank you ever so much for last night. You took such good care of me and I'll never forget you for it. You're my champion, and I love you so."

I beamed at the citation, kissed her forehead and joined her at the table for our Friday breakfast.

We were both ravenous and conversation was kept to a minimum. The sausages, soft-boiled eggs with toast, blackberry jam and coffee disappeared quickly as the perpetual motor known in her younger days as "Last minute Emmie" reactivated.

"Gotta go, Jakey."

"Ok, youngster. Have a fine day and a fun evening."

"Gotcha." She was half way thru the back door when I couldn't resist and challenged her:

"Emmie, does Shea realize you are married?"

Without missing a beat she joyfully countered: "No. But he will this evening."

"Bye, Jake." And she was gone.

[Giuseppe]

If you could re-live any single year of your life, what would it be?

The year I met Katie-girl. It was all there. I'd like to spend one last weekend back there with my parents Wake up on Friday morning in my bed, deliver my Cleveland Plain Dealer paper route, meet Katie at Midpark High School, leave campus to have breakfast at Royal Castle. She'd sit quietly then and eat as we'd all talk about the Browns and other stuff.

Be over at Katie's at 7PM sharp, we'd walk together up to Lawsons for our goods, and then down in her basement for TV and light petting. Nothing more was permitted. "Just touch it." "No."

Her old man would make me leave at 11PM sharp. tee, hee.

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 10.



I had an epiphany after her departure. That today, this Friday would be something special. I wanted to play out the varied scenarios in my mind, but, I resisted. It would lead to wasted time and dashed hopes if nothing came of it. I didn't want to jinx the order of my good fortune. I was doing splendidly playing it as it came, letting Emily set the pace and show the way. It was too good to be true, but, I only had the one alternative: force the issue, and that had never worked in the past.

I set about planning the long day ahead of me. I'd start by cleaning the house thoroughly, then groom myself in a precise manner. Then a quick visit to the barber and back home to catch a light dinner. I figured Emily wouldn't be expected home until after nine, perhaps even much later if the get together turned extra sprightly.

I was hoping for a return engagement on last night's festivities if Emmie was willing.

I set about my tasks.

[DeadlyDynasty]

The year I met Katie-girl. It was all there. I'd like to spend one last weekend back there with my parents Wake up on Friday morning in my bed, deliver my Cleveland Plain Dealer paper route, meet Katie at Midpark High School, leave campus to have breakfast at Royal Castle. She'd sit quietly then and eat as we'd all talk about the Browns and other stuff.

Be over at Katie's at 7PM sharp, we'd walk together up to Lawsons for our goods, and then down in her basement for TV and light petting. Nothing more was permitted. "Just touch it." "No."

Her old man would make me leave at 11PM sharp. tee, hee.

Sounds like a nice little slice of Americana.

I dedicate this to you two

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 11.


By the time I'd returned from the barber shop I was exhausted. It was already close to five. Time, much to my approval had flown by. The house was spotless. Though I was too tired to even fix supper. I just laid down on the couch for a quick snooze. I was awakened by the persistent ring of the telephone. The house was stock still, the sun had failed the sky and darkness had set in. The illuminated clock on the cable box stated: 9:40. I'd slept undisturbed for over four hours!

I was still groggy when I picked up the receiver...

"Jake? Is that you, darling?"

"Uh, who's th....Emmie?"

"Yes, it's me, honey. I thought you'd never answer. What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"Nothing. I just fell asleep a while back and it took me an extra second to wake up. How's the party going?

"Oh, it was wonderful. Everybody was in good spirits. It just broke up a few minutes ago. We're on the way home."

"We're?" I quickly straightened up, sober as a judge.

"Um, yes, Jake. Shea is with me. I couldn't let him drive alone. He's not drunk, but, he's probably over the limit. I told him we could stop at the house, get him legal and one of us could drive him back to the lounge where his car is. How does that sound, J?"

"Sounds super. I'll put on a pot of extra strong coffee and turn on the porch light. How long will you be, Em?"

"We're about 20 minutes out. Thank you, darling. See you soon."

The line went dead.

"Good God." My mind was in a daze.

It seemed to be happening at lightening speed.

I was aware enough to switch on the porch light, start the coffee maker and tidy myself up a bit.

The knot had returned and this time it was extremely large and tight.

[BlackSwordsMan]

Seppe is it hard to crawl on the ground with your old brittle bones?

Get back to me asap.

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 12.


Not 20 minutes later the headlights glanced thru the front window and I unsteadily rose from my chair.

I peered out the window ever so carefully. I did not want to seem as if I was spying on them, even though that is exactly what I was up to. The interior of the car was dark. I could see nothing but two dark shadows. Her door opened first and lit the interior immediately. Shea stepped out momentarily. Emmie was right. He did have that cowboy persona. The boots, the well worn jeans, the black checked flannel shirt. He was taller than I was expecting. At least 6'3", lean and sinewy. She came around the car and he dutifully followed her up the driveway and onto the walkway to the front porch. I had to move. I had to open the front door and greet them. But, I was frozen, in the dark. I felt woozy.

"Get a hold of yourself, boy!" I said aloud to my inner Jake, obviously.

Just as they had stepped onto the porch landing I opened the door and came face-to-face with Shea.

" o, Jake. Your wife was gracious enough to take mercy on me and save me from the clutches of the law."

"Jake, this is the fellow I was telling you about, Shea Hunter. Shea, my husband, Jake."

We shook hands. His grip was firm, his hand rough and worn.

"Please come in, Shea, welcome to our home."

I ventured a quick glance Emily's way and found her smiling that smile of hers. She looked not the least bit nervous, or put upon.

Emily kissed me warmly on the cheek. "It's good to be home, Jakey. I think we're just about set for the coffee. Is it ready yet, hon?"

"Should be. I'll go and..."

"No, no. Let me get it. You and Shea can sit and relax. I'll be back in a jiffy."

"How do you like the new job, Shea?" I immediately queried our guest.

"Oh, it's fine. Your wife has made the change so easy and pleasant for me. I've never felt more welcome. I'm so glad I met her. She's wonderful. You are a lucky man, Jake. I envy you."

"Wow. Thank you, Shea. She speaks highly of you as well. I think she's a might smitten with you to be honest, Shea."

"That's probably the truth. I came on kind of heavy my first day. I had no idea she was married, Jake. When I found out this evening that you were her husband I took to the bottle a bit. I was quite disappointed. Then Emily assured me that I shouldn't consider her marriage the end of us, but, rather a new beginning for us all."

I had an exhilarating feeling that no one would be leaving this house until tomorrow at the earliest.

Emily had reappeared with the coffee tray. She sat next to Shea on the couch and poured.

The coffee hit the spot and the conversation kept pace. We talked about their work, our home and of course "the weather." Soon the talk centered around those two as Emmie shared shop talk and gossip with him and got Shea to talk about his own life a little. He was 35, recently divorced and had moved to New Mexico from the Dallas-Ft. Worth area to start fresh. He had no children, and was looking forward to settling down and planting some roots in the area.

I enjoyed watching them interface so easily and comfortably. It was amazing. She was glowingly lit, enjoying the attention of this man and I found her inquisitive happiness invigorating. He was truly at ease without much effort. I was much impressed with them both. She would glance at me from time-to-time to gauge my at ude, and I smiled warmly. She looked so happy.

[BlackSwordsMan]

Seppe that doesn't answer my question.

[Double-Up]

...yawn.

[Black&Silver]

when are you coming out with chapter 13?

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 13.


"Well, you two are charming company for sure, but, I must excuse myself for just a few minutes. I'm going aloft to get out of these tight jeans and into something much less constrictive. Please excuse me, Shea."

After Emily had ascended the staircase the silence was a bit uncomfortable. It was finally broken...

"Jake, is it ok?"

"Nothing would please us more, Shea. I believe you've captured her imagination as well as her heart. She told me so last night. And I do want to share her, Shea. Please relax and enjoy yourself. I don't know exactly what she has in mind, but, I assure you it will be most unforgettable."

"I want to please her, Jake. And I will treat her as a princess, tonight and always. I'll earn your trust. It is very important to me. If I have that, I'll have Emily's trust as well."

"Sounds wonderful, Shea. She liked you from the very start. Just be yourself tonight, Shea."

Small talk about our common interests in sports ensued and I quickly learned that Shea was a knowledgeable person on many levels. I liked him from the start.

"Hey, here comes our girl now." I announced. Emmie had started to descend the staircase. She had donned a sheer white night gown, floor length. The tiniest slip of panties was visible thru the sheer material. Emily had combed out her hair and it now luxuriously laid upon her shoulders, a stark contrast to the virginal white of the gown. She'd redone her makeup, exquisitely so and she was, simply gorgeous.

"Do my men approve?"

We were speechless.

My God. Another out of body experience was taking place. I felt transported.

"I hope you two are not too sleepy. You seem so quiet."

"Poise. She had such poise." I commented to myself.

I finally rose in the ensuing silence, dimmed the lights to nothing more than black shadow and put some music on the stereo. A collection of soulful ballads by Sam Cooke was still in the player and it fit the occasion quite nicely. When I turned back Shea had taken Emily into his arms. They slowly danced to the soft music.

I sat back down in my chair, deciding in that single instant that I would be the spectator unless requested otherwise.

It seems natural. It seemed decided. It seemed right.

[The Gemini Method]

Gotta get this story downloaded on my Kindle Fire...for sure.

That sounds like a pretty cool moment to go back to--when you got to hang out with Katie-girl...

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 14.


They were conversing in hushed tones as they clung to one another. Emmie would whisper in Shea's ear, and he would hold her tighter. Though almost pitch dark in the living room, my eyes quickly adjusted and illumination from the entertainment center helped to give the room some definition. I still could not garner a good view of Emily's bottom when she'd turn thus, but, when the angle was right, although fleetingly, at silhouette, it was magnificent. His hands had not strayed. They'd remained above her waist, holding her firmly.

She laid her head upon his shoulder as the music came to an end.

"May Shea take me to our bedroom, Jake?" She breathlessly requested in a quiet whisper.

"Shea may do whatever he chooses to do, Emily."

"I want you there, Jake. You won't leave me alone, Jake? You'll come with us?"

"Of course, darling girl."

She led Shea by the hand slowly up the staircase. I followed in their path.

Upon the landing, Shea excused himself and went into the bathroom.

Emily continued into the bedroom where she quickly lit her candles, took down our bedcovers and laid, face down on the crisp clean sheets.

I turned her makeup table chair around, sat down and rested by chin upon my folded hands across the chair's back.

"You're so wonderful to me, Jake. Thank you, my darling." Another whisper.

"I'll love you forever, Emmie." Only she could hear.

The bathroom door opened at the same time Shea hit the light switch there. I was right: Shea came to Emily naked, hard and extremely well endowed. He crossed to her in mere moments, but, it seemed to take forever. He knelt next to her at our bedside and whispered in her ear. She nodded and turned over.

"Oh, my goodness, Shea." She was taken aback by the sight of his manhood.

"I won't hurt you, princess. I promise."

"I believe you, Shea. You're my lover. I need you, Shea. Only you. Please, Shea. Hurry."

He walked around our bed and took my place next to Emily. The emotions of the moment had caused his incredible length to abate. He now hung, soft and long.

He gently kissed her face and neck. Her breathing quickly ramped up, her whimpers became evident and so very feminine.

"I need you now, Shea. I don't want to wait. Please, Shea, I need you inside me. Don't make me wait. Please. Shea?"

"My God, you are one beautiful child."

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 15.



"I want to be beautiful for you, Shea."

Shea started to remove Emmie's gown from her shoulders.

"May I keep it on, Shea, please?" She whispered.

"Sure, baby, you may keep it on."

"Hurry, Shea." She parted her thighs slightly as a reward to Shea for his gallant gesture upon her request.

The sheer material danced along her thighs, finally settling high up.

"Only for you tonight, Shea. Only you. Nobody else. Just you, Shea."

He took control now. His tumescence had returned, had even lengthened. Beneath that wisp of white panty Shea finally made contact with Emmie's pussy. Shea's hand, that calloused hand now played in my wife's loving warmth.

"Oh, my God, Shea."

He kissed her into silence as his fingers explored her depths. He muffled her anguished cries, his lips struggling to maintain firm contact with hers.

Finally. Finally she reached for him and found him. Her small hand could not accomplish a full grip, but, she explored her lover nonetheless. She released him and went lower, to find the bag that held his essence. Her moans increased as the search ended.

Shea could hold steady with his lips no longer and rose above her.

"Shea?"

"It's time, princess."

"But,,,,,"

Both hands now,,,Shea reached beneath that white gown. I heard the panty rip.
I'm sure Emily did as well. He tossed the garment on the floor halfway between my station and our bed. It glistened in the candle light. "She must be soaked." I surmised.

"Oh my God, Shea."

"It's going to be ok, princess. You'll do fine."

"I want you, Shea."

"You have me, baby. I'm right here. I won't leave, princess. I promise."

"You'll take care of me, Shea? Jake always takes good care of me. Please?"

I was mesmerized by the sight and the sounds.

Time stood still.

I swear it.

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 16.



"We're both here, baby. To take good care of our girl."

"It's just that I've nev...."

Shea smiled down at her, put his finger to his lips and shushed the girl, our girl.

Emmie instantly fell silent.

Shea swiftly positioned himself between Emily's legs. He lifted and placed her slender ankles over his shoulders, then cleared the cascading white gown out of the way.

In the candle light the two looked truly magnificent. Her bottom was finally in the air, bare, free from the bed and it was an incredible sight. I had, without prior planning chosen the ideal location from which to bear witness this monumental event in all our lives.

Shea had entered a feral state. There'd be no more delay, nor idle chat. He was about his business. And no amount of coy on Emmie's part would stymie his appointment.

He fit the head of his penis to her moist opening.

"Jake, is it ok?"

"Yes, Emmie."

The penetration commenced. She was silenced by Shea's mouth upon her's. Em squealed, put her arms around his neck and rose to meet him.

I closed my eyes and just listened as their mating became unbearable to watch.

The kiss finally broke...as I heard Shea command her, "Open up, princess, we've quite a way to go......that's better, baby."

I opened my eyes once again. The scene before my eyes was incredible.

He had hold of her bottom cheeks which gave him a nice foundation from which to apply his lessons.

Plainly, the candle light showed all. His sack was loose and hanging down. He was nowhere near finished.

A chant of "please, please, please, please, please" had begun to emanate from Emily. She was in a trance of desire, mixed with fear. I wanted to reach out for her, but, I instinctively knew that I should forsake her and allow her to venture this path without me, her husband.

I settled back down, and once again rested my chin upon my folded hands.

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 17.



"Almost all in, beautiful."

I saw immediately that this was an untruth, but, I knew that Shea must be striving to allow Emmie a measure of accomplishment. That she had taken him all the way. Very selfless of this man and I was much impressed.

She could never take his entire length, and we both knew it, but, she didn't have to share in this knowledge.

"Bless him." I silently cited Shea.

The stroking thus started. The strokes were even, long and measured precisely. He did not want to alarm her and so he'd pull out completely and then plunge back inside her about 6 inches, perhaps an inch more, but, no further. She relaxed presently and her level of joy grew boundless. The chanting ceased, she opened her eyes, and smiled up at her lover.

"Can I get on top, Shea? She even queried.

"Uh, uh, girl. You stay where you are. I'm just about ready."

"Uh, oh." Emmie responded in her most girlish tone.

Sure enough a quick glance at the particulars displayed the truth. The hanging bag was all but gone. His sack had tightened up, close to his body. The end was fast approaching.

"I hope you come a lot, Shea. Please, for me?"

"Princess, you are so beautiful."

"For me."

He now worked toward the end with diligence and focus. He was quick, but, not fast. His stride did not break as the end arrived in a crescendo.

Their eyes never broke contact.

[manufan10]

What's it like having been on television?

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 18.



I excused myself for a quick bathroom break.

"You'll come right back, won't you, Jakey?"

"Sure, sweetheart, I'll be gone but a minute."

When I returned they were cuddling, whispering softly to one another.

Shea was naturally oblivious to Emmie's way to orgasm, and I felt sympathy for her plight.

"I think our girl needs something." I spoke up.

"Jake, please, it's ok. We don't have to."

"Nonsense, little one. Shea will take care of you if we show him how. Right, Shea?"

"Anything for my princess."

I think Emmie so enjoyed the "princess" accolade. I had spoiled her and now Shea was following suit. I smiled at them both.

"Well, alright, you two. Jakey, will you say Shea's name again, you know, like before?"

"Sure, baby, if that's what you want."

"Move your chair closer, ok, J?" She whispered to me.

Emmie nestled down into the bedding, parted her thighs just the tiniest bit and put her fingers in. Of course her eyes were tightly shut. She is a corker indeed.

My eyes found his and I motioned for him to take down the top of her nightgown.

He ever so gently moved her gown straps to just below her small breasts. He then began to nurse at them, in turn.

"Shea." I whispered softly to my wife.

"Oh, God, please, Jake."

Her fingers were nimble and busy. She wouldn't last long at this rate. Not with Shea at her breasts and my words in her mind. We were relentless...

"Shea." I repeated.
"Shea."
"Shea."
"Shea."

"Tell me, Jake. I want to know, J. Please, you must tell me now. I want to hear."

"He'll make love to you with tenderness and reserve, Emmie. Yes, your cowboy will take good care of his princess. He won't let anything happen to his little girl. He'll allow you to keep your beautiful white gown about yourself. You look so gorgeous in it. And he'll be sweet and gentle when he finally finds you there. He won't hurry, baby. He'll be there, inside of you forever. And when forever comes he'll make sure to anoint you in perfection. You'll know then that your Shea loves you, sweetheart.

It will be then that he'll attend to your beautiful breasts. You've wanted him to since you met him. I know you have. I know my little girl."

"Jakey, please, just one last time for your little girl."

"Shea."

Shea covered her mouth with his, blunting her screams at release.

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 19.


Emily fell asleep immediately afterward. Shea was a bit alarmed, but, I gave him a thumbs up and motioned to the door. He headed for the bathroom as I attended to Emmie, tucking her in with her little quilt and kissing her goodnight.

She was mostly out of it, but, managed a "Goodnight, Jakey, good night Shea. I love you both." before the sandman came for her and took her away. I picked up her torn underwear, set them on her night stand, blew out the candles, save one, checked on our girl one last time, pulled the door just about closed behind me and headed down the stairs.

Shea, clothed once again appeared momentarily.

"Your wife is so wonderful, Jake. I'm completely taken with her. I don't know what else to say, except I hope you'll invite me back soon."

"Soon? You're not going anywhere my fine fellow. I was hoping. I'm sure we're both hoping that you'll spend the weekend with us, Shea. Please?"

"Of course. I'm so glad you asked. I'd like nothing better."

"We only have the one bedroom and the couch, Shea. I'd like to suggest you take the bed, but, I'm not sure how Emmie would respond upon waking and finding you there. She can be quite precocious at times. I'm sure by tomorrow night she'll know which end is up and we'll switch around. How does that sound, Shea?"

"That's sound great. But, even then I'd prefer not to make you leave your bed, Jake."

"Well, let us allow your princess to make that determination. Shall we, Shea?" I said with a smile.

"You're a good guy, Jake. Emily is a lucky woman. Thank you, Jake. For everything."

"You're most welcome, Shea. I'm gonna head on up. Fresh linens are in the closet by the bathroom near the kitchen. The frig is well stocked. The television is at your disposal. Please, Shea, make yourself to home. And I mean that sincerely. Otherwise, we'll feel offended. Ok?"

Shea nodded agreeably. "Good night, Jake."

"Night, Shea."

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 20.


I awoke early the next morning with Emmie joyfully playing in my junk.

"Good morning, sleepyhead. You may think I produced this, but, this is how I found you when I woke a few minutes ago."

I looked down. It was at full mast, hard as iron.

"You haven't been up yet, I assume?"

"No. I wanted to take care of this for you first, honey. You shouldn't wait so long. I'm sorry I fell asleep before I took care of you, sweetheart."

"hmmm." I thought to myself. She didn't know about our overnight houseguest.

"You lay back now and let little Emmie do all the work."

"I'm on the edge already so tread carefully, Em. Please."

"Well, in that case I'll take hold of your sack and squeeze tight once you're firmly imbedded."

"Emmie, you know full well I won't last 10 second if you do that."

She only giggled and mounted me at once.

"Wait. You haven't bathed yet?"

"No. I told you I woke just before you." She grabbed hold of me.

"Wait. His stuff is still in there."

"So what. You're being silly." She started to guide me there.

"Wait. I don't know about this, Emily."

She rolled her eyes and frowned at me. "Please. For me, Jake. Just for me?"

"Fine. Go ahead."

"Oh, goody!"

Honestly, it felt no different.

I'd hoped she'd forgotten about squeezing my nut sack, but, the girl forgets nothing. I'd no sooner found my groove than she winked at me, reached back and grabbed the whole thing in one fell swoop.

"Watch what happens when I do this." She was on this morning. Definitely on. I braced for it, and she granted no mercy. She'd never squeezed quite this tight before and when she did I released endless torrents inside her body. I groaned from deep in my soul.

"How'd you like that, Jakey?"

"Oh, that was swell, Emmie. Thanks so much." What a ball buster, eh?

She became all at once introspective. "Uh, oh." I sighed to myself.

"What I can't understand, Jake, is Shea looked so incredibly long last night when I first saw it, but, yet when he was inside me and stated he was "all in" it felt only a little bit bigger than yours. It was really no problem at all. I think I did good, don't you, Jake?"

I laughed to myself. "I was very proud of you, darling. You were so very brave."

"Anyway, my turn, Jake."

"Your turn? You didn't get enough last night?"

"Please? I'll be quick. Not as quick as you, but, I'll hurry. Ok?"

"Ok, doll. Lie still now. Where should I start?"

"You know, where you always start, with his name."

I laughed softly at her firm direction.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, baby. You're just so precious."

"He is so beautiful, Jake. Isn't he, J? I miss him so, Jake."

"Close your eyes now, little one."

I started:

"Shea is beautiful."
"Shea is downstairs."
"Shea is on the couch."
"Shea is staying the weekend."

Her eyes flew open during the last of the "Sheas" as she darted from our bed, grabbed her bathrobe and headed out the bedroom door.

"Shea is also asleep, uh, princess." I quickly admonished her fleeing person.

She returned momentarily, clutching the bathrobe closed, face flushed.

"Shea is down there, Jake. He's asleep. He's on the couch. I saw him. He's still there."

"I know. I just told you that. Now come here and let's finish you. You're bouncing off the walls, sweetheart."

"Not necessary. I have to take a bath and get my Saturday best on. Shea is spending the weekend. You said so. I want to fix my two favorite men in the world a swell brunch."

"Fine, but, I'll prepare our brunch. You take care of you. I'll head down right away."

"Jake, you're so kind to me. Thank you, so much for inviting Shea to be with us for the weekend. That was so wonderful of you. Just one more favor, por favor."

What's that, Em?" I asked.

"Please be extra quiet in the kitchen." She'd lowered her tone now to a whisper: "Shea is still sleeping."

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 21.



I figured as long as I was up there I'd change the sheets and tidy the bedroom before heading down.

Everything was ship-shape in less than 15 minutes. I purposely left the torn panty on Emmie's nightstand.

Passing by the closed bathroom door I heard Emily singing softly on the other side.

On the way down the stairs I took a peek at Shea. He was still fast asleep. He seemed perfectly comfortable. I was gladdened.

The kitchen was undisturbed so I figured that Shea had not made use of it. He would be hungry as well upon waking. I started immediately about the business of brunch. Hand made hash brown potatoes, bacon, scrambled eggs, and my own special recipe of French toast would be the bill of fare. First things first though, a large pot of fresh coffee was started. I needed some instant fuel and that first cup hit me up quite nicely. I was a half-hour into brunch preparations when Emily bounded in. She must have rushed something fierce up there.

She spoke in whispers:

"Shea is still sleeping. Should I wake him?"

"Emmie, no. Let the man sleep." I followed her in whispers.

I found Emily frowning upon turning from the stove to check her. Oh, boy, she had chosen to dress I suppose appropriately. This outfit had been a favorite of mine for years, but, I hadn't seen it for quite a spell. Jean shorts, frayed, and her plain white t-shirt. The kicker? The t-shirt extended down past the edge of the shorts so upon first glance one did not know if she were bottomless under there. She'd tied her soft tresses into an adorable pony-tail and donned a pink sun visor to top the ensemble off.

To say she was gorgeous would be doing her an injustice. The sight was breathtaking. "My God." I remarked to myself.

"You could help me with brunch." I suggested kissing her on the cheek.

"No, no. I'm too nervous. How should I act today? What are the ground rules, Jake?"

I chuckled. "There are no rules, honey-bun. Just be little Emmie and have fun. Shea was grateful for the invite last night, so I'm sure he wants to have some fun as well. He likes you very much, he told me so after you fell asleep."

"He did?"

"Yep."

"What exactly did he say, Jakey?"

I laughed again.

"Jake, don't tease me so. I want to be a good girl for you both this weekend. Help me, please?"

I turned down the burners, took her into my arms and held her tight. She was trembling ever so slightly. "You'll be fine, little one. Relax and enjoy our new friend. And remember, no rules." I emphatically ended my speech to the troop, with a firm pat on her fanny.

"You're the best, Jake. I love you so."

"I love you too, baby-girl. Now's what's with the sun visor?" I turned back to my stove, and increased the heat.

"I thought we could play croquet this morning after breakfast." I resisted chuckling again. She'd been after me to play croquet with her since we'd received the set last Christmas from her parents. It was still in the basement, unopened. "Sure, we can do that. Your cowboy looks like the croquet type."

"Boy, oh boy, I wish he'd wake up already. I can't wait to see him."

"Well, good news, brunch is just about there. Perhaps you should wake him, Em."

She was gone in a flash, thankfully so. As she didn't hear me laugh.

I watched from the kitchen door.

[Giuseppe]

Chapter 22.



She knelt down next to the couch by Shea's face. But, she was so very still for several moments. She was watching him sleep. It was truly an adorable sight.

She whispered into his ear and kissed his forehead.

Shea opened his eyes. "hmmmmm, good morning, little princess."

"Jake told me you like me." I smiled.

"Jake is correct."

"I like you too, Shea."

"Well, good, now that's settled."

"Can I lay down with you, Shea, you know on the couch, with you?"

"Honey, if I don't use the bathroom soon, I'm going to burst."

"Well, ok, but, tonight I want to cuddle with you on the couch, ok?"

"Ok, princess, it's a date."

Shea got up. He'd slept in his jeans, but, had taken off his shirt.

He grabbed his shirt off the back of the couch and headed for the bathroom. I ducked back into the kitchen, but, not before catching a fleeting glimpse of Emmie stopping Shea and hugging him tightly.

"Girl, you're so sweet." He said to her.

On the way past the kitchen door Shea peeked in quickly, "Good morning, Jake."

"Hey, my good man." But, he had passed by and on into the bathroom.

"Can we eat soon, Jakey? I'm starving. Shea is hungry too, I betcha." Emily had followed Shea thru, but, had taken the kitchen exit back to me.

"All ready."

"C'mon, Shea, breakfast is ready." Emmie called out to Shea. Probably a little too loud, but, Shea should know by now what he'd gotten himself into. I smiled again to myself and set the table. This time, she helped.