Maria surprises Mac!!

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CREDIT TO:http://archiveofourown.org/users/Macs_Queen/pseuds/Macs_Queen

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"Where the hell are my overalls?" Mac bellowed as he came stomping down the hallway from the bedroom.
Maria turns in one of the few kitchen chairs that they had not broken in one of their many hellacious fights. He is standing at the kitchen door, leaning against the frame, in nothing but his boxers, his gas mask in his hand.
"Which ones?"
"The fuckin' blue ones."
She lies even though she knows exactly where they are. "Fuck I don't know, you probably left them at one of your whores houses," she answers with a smirk.
"Ah fuck you're the only whore I need, so where are they," he answers back kissing her on the forehead.
"I don't know Mac, wear another pair. I'll look for them today."
"Fuck," he groans stomping back towards the bedroom.
Maria finishs her coffee and cigarette and went into the living room. He is cussing and mumbling as he comes back down the hall. He had found another pair of overalls to put on, the gas mask now sitting on top of his head.
"Don't fuckin' wait up," he screams as he goes out the door.
"Wasn't fuckin' planning on it," she screams back as she watches him climb into his truck.
As soon as she was sure he is gone, she goes to the extra room in the house and pulls out the old sewing machine that she had, and what was left of his overalls. She had stolen them about a week ago, she had cut the sleeves off, added some lace, and made herself a sexy little dress out of them ....making sure she left the pocket with his name on it and removing the buttons and adding a zipper. She knew he would be pissed, but seeing how nice her legs looked in it would change his mind awfully fast. She adds the finishing touches, cleaning up the edges and making sure it fit just right ...making sure her boobs, and legs looked nice in it.

She also decided she needed new shoes to go with the new dress that she had made, so she gets into the money jar, and heads to the next biggest town, where she finds her a pair of sexy black heels, and a sexy black lace bra- and panty-set to go under her new dress. Her next stop was to the liquor store to pick up a few bottles of whiskey - they were running low. She stopped at the grocery store and picked up steaks and potatoes....Macs favorite meal. She will never understand the hold that man had over her, but even if they fought hard they loved hard too and it was one hell of a ride.

She figured that Mac would be home around the same time he always came home, so when she got home she cleaned up the kitchen, and the bedroom.....not for sure where the night would end. She got in the shower, her long black wavy hair that was usually just in a bun or a ponytail was hanging loose. She still had about an hour before, he would be home. She had found his little tin that he always had with him. Mac had left it there, which was a big step for him; he usually had it with him all the time. She had noticed that he had cut back on the drugs. She placed the tin back where he kept it. Going back to keeping herself busy, before it was time to start cooking.

She went into the bedroom putting on her new bra and panties, zipping the dress up, and slipping into her new shoes. She heads to the kitchen and starts cooking their dinner, and sitting the whiskey out on the table. She messed with the CD player that she had brought in the kitchen putting in his AC/DC CD flipping to his favorite song. The sounds of "You Shook Me All Night Long" filled the kitchen as she started cooking and swaying her hips to the music.

She could see out the kitchen window, that Mac was right on time. She was a bit worried but excited about him seeing her in her new dress, she was also happy that he couldn't see into the kitchen when he passed to go to the bathroom. She makes his plate and gets him a beer out of the fridge. She heard him fall into his chair in the living room.

"Hey Mac I found your overalls," she purrs as she comes out of the kitchen in her dress, holding his food in one hand and his beer in the other. Her heart beating a little faster when she sees him sitting in his chair in nothing but a pair of boxers, his gas mask dangling off his finger.

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