Remember When

Chapter 22

Harry rolls over the next morning, reaching for his wife, but she's not there. Opening his eyes he looks around, he sees her bathrobe gone so Harry assumes she's either in the bathroom or, he takes a deep breath, and grins, cooking breakfast. Throwing the covers back, Harry pulls on a clean pair of boxers, then quietly makes his way to the kitchen. Stopping in the doorway, Harry just stands there and watches Jackie move around the room, with her hips swaying to the music playing. With a grin on his lips, Harry walks up behind Jackie places his hands on her hips, buries his face in her neck and starts matching his movements to hers.

As soon as Jackie feels Harry's hands on her hips, she smiles, leaning her head to one side to give him better access to her neck, Jackie reaches back placing her hands on Harry's thighs as she continues to sway her hips to the music playing.

"Hmm, something smells amazing." Harry says as he nibbles at Jackie's neck and earlobe.

"Breakfast casserole." Jackie says as she turns, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.

Harry picks Jackie up, sets her on the counter and steps between her legs. That's when he realizes his wife is naked under her robe. "Babe, I'm not talking about the food." He whispers as he unties the belt holding the front of the her bathrobe closed, pulling the edges open Harry bends down and kisses the baby bump, he then drops to his knees, pulls Jackie to the edge of the counter, drapes her knees over his shoulders and licks along her slit, sucking and nibbling her clit.

"Oh God." Jackie moans, as soon as she feels Harry's tongue touch her body, grabbing the counter with both hands, Jackie leans back against the cabinets behind her and let's her husband do as he pleases. Just as she starts to feel that familiar tightening feeling in her gut, Harry stands up, pulls his boxers down and slides his hard cock into her.

As soon as Harry feels Jackie's legs start trembling and the familiar tightening of her vaginal walls around his tongue, he stands up, jerks his short down and pushes his rock hard cock into his wife. Dropping his head onto her shoulder, Harry takes a deep breath. "Dear God, I love you so much." He moans as he rotates his hips.

"I-i love y-you so much m-more." Jackie stutters out as she wraps her legs around Harry's waist. "O-oh God, Harry." Jackie moans as he picks up his pace.

Harry loves watching Jackie as he's making love to her, the blissful look in her eyes makes him want to cry, because it shows him how much she loves him. Just as he's about to pick her up, to move them to the sofa, Jackie's back arches, her hands fly off the counter to wrap around his arms and she screams as her vaginal walls queeze him him harder than ever before.

Jackie feels Harry's arms wrap around her waist, pulling her closer, causing him to go deeper, when that happens the orgasim that hits her is so intense she can't help the scream that erupts from her. Grabbing Harry's arms and throwing her head back Jackie just let's go. "HARRY." She screams out as she slumps against him.

Seeing and hearing Jackie's completion, Harry slams into his wife one last time, shooting his cum into her as they both just held each other trying to catch their breath. Harry raises his head, brushes some of Jackie's hair out of her face, bends down and kisses her. "I love you so much." He whispers as he carefully pulls out of her, then pulls his shorts back up.

Jackie reaches out, places one hand on Harry's cheek, pulls him to her and kisses him again. "I love you too." She says as she checks the food in the oven. "Why don't we take a quick shower? By the time we're done the food should be also."

Harry picks Jackie up off the counter. "Good idea." Harry says as her carries her through the cabin toward their room.

After they were done eating, Harry made Jackie go sit and relax while he cleaned up, she decided it would be a good time to show him her surprise. When they were kids, she and Harry both used to sit around and talk about their dreams, Harry made three of those come true. Well four if you count him becoming sheriff, another thing they used to do is sing, they would turn the radio up, and sing along to whatever song was playing, then dream of the day they might some day be the best pop duo ever.
Well Jackie doesn't want that dream anymore, but she's never lost her love of music, and over the past twenty years she's written several songs about and for her Haz. One of which she's about to play and sing now she smiles as she grabs the guitar she hid and sits on the sofa. Picking up her guitar pick, Jackie starts strumming the song she has in mind, with a small smile she opens her mouth.

Harry is just putting the last dish away when he hears a guitar being played, frowning he sets it in the cabinet and walks toward the livingroom, when he sees Jackie on the sofa with a guitar in her lap he's surprised, he's about to say something then she opens her mouth and the most beautiful sound comes out, instantly Harry has tears in his eyes as he listens to the words of the song his amazing wife is singing. Walking into the livingroom, Harry sits on the coffee table in front of Jackie, putting his elbows on his knees and just watches her.

Jackie sets the guitar down when she finishes the song and just looks at Harry.

"Why did it take you so long to do that for me?" Harry whispers as he blinks the tears from his eyes.

Jackie scoots to the edge of the sofa, wipes the tears from Harry's cheeks, then whispers back. "Timing, we were both busy getting to know one another again. Every time I thought about doing this you'd surprise me with something that would make me forget." She says with a smile.

"Well, that was beautiful, and you're going to have to do that a lot more often now that I know you, my dear wife, have a voice of an angel." Harry says as he picks her up and walks out the door toward the lagoon.