Present Day
Damn! Damn! Damn!
My God! My God! What have I done?
I smell sex; it is unmistakable but it is strangely one-sided...I want to puke. My head is clearing of the booze and coke. I am beginning to comprehend why it seems one-sided.
"Mmmmm....hug me baby, you... you guys...mmmm; you wear me out." My wife murmurs as she turns and adjusts to align her body to mine. She wiggles her butt a bit and wetly monkey bites my forearm. She whips her head around and her almond eyes find mine and in an instant transmit an eternity of trust before falling away and fading back to sleep. I feel my groin lock itself to her naked ass which is warm and uninhibited in its effort to console my manhood. God I love her.
But why is she smiling? I don't understand, she didn't want this; I love her so much! I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her tight...I start to cry...."I love you Tammi; I frickin' love you so much."
"Me too Honey... night-night."
Oh my God
Three years prior
"Sayonara Tam-Tam; have a good time!" Naomi giggled as my honey came running down the steps towards my idling car. The house mom had been distracted as planned and I averted my eyes not yet ready to meet Omi's knowing gaze. She smiled and waved; God I'd love to tap that I thought.
"Did you bring the ice?" I reached out and pulled Tammi's head to me for a quick kiss before speeding out of the quiet, upscale neighborhood. The quick kiss was lost on Tammi as I felt her tongue fully extended.
"Brat!" She exclaims.
Five years prior
I was twenty-one years old and had been discharged from the army in Hawaii almost a year prior. The military had that policy, you could take a local discharge and they would make good a ticket home for up to a year. The end of that year was approaching but I had no intention of returning to California at this time. I had recently graduated from the Honolulu Fire Academy and had been posted to the Leeward side of Oahu. I had never thought of becoming a firefighter but the Human Resource personnel took one look at my DD-214 and asked ME if I thought I could handle it...Three weeks later I was in Sears purchasing uniforms.
Present Day
"Honey...Mmmm; his dick was hard." She twists her beautiful neck around and is barely able to achieve her goal of a little peck on my tear stricken cheek. "You guys were naughty...Mmmm...Did you,...did you watch me do it?" A hint of a wiggle and then silence again...what a smile this girl has.
Three years prior
"Honey, slow down." Kicking off her slippers she got to her knees and started pouring ice in my cooler. "I see you're going to feed me beers again." She joked, that gorgeous smile just begging to be discovered by a dental magazine... I smacked her on the ass with my right hand and lovingly stroked her naked calves and then without warning I tickled the upturned soles of her bare feet....she loved/hated that.
"Tommy, no, my feet are dirty."
Five years prior
After six months on the job local mothers were parading their daughters before the new "Haole" fireman in the hope that a permanent relationship would result. The fact that the Hawaiian firefighters had accepted me as one of their own only sweetened the pot for the girls as they knew that if married to a fireman they were set for life. Mrs. Reilly was a teacher at the elementary school directly behind the fire station who was struggling to raise three daughters while her Irish-American husband lived a life of booze and women aboard his private tour boat. Since the apparatus deck held two soda machines and was a short cut to the school many of the kids were picked up here or walked together to the navy housing and city low income areas about one half mile away. There was always a teacher present after school to monitor the kids' departure. On a particularly hot afternoon we had canceled our outside drill and were still in the station when school let out. I was kicked back in the apparatus area (coolest spot) reading a book from one of my classes written by a local authority. Noticing the book Mrs. Reilly who had the after school duty struck up a dialog with me. Eventually the conversation got personal and later that evening a beautiful young strawberry-blond came by the station asking for me by name.
Present Day
"TAMMI I'M SO SORRY!" I want to scream it out but I can't; I started this. I am the guilty party. I wanted to watch my beautiful baby fuck my friend. I got her drunk and high; I convinced her Allen needed to come over and vent some issues, I SET HER UP!
She laughed when I suddenly removed her socks and tickled her feet. A wink of the eye later and Allen was restraining her up-stretched arms while I was walking my 'tickle' fingers along the original path to happiness (feet to pussy).
Three Years Prior
"No!" She twisted and pressed an ice cube to the back of my neck. Oops, forgot about the ice.
"Okay, okay," I stopped and she went about arranging the ice.
"Beer?"
