Mr. Tan

Chapter 48: The War At Home

Its been a few weeks since I graduated from high school and my baby bump seemed to start showing. Its now June 14th, a few days before Ava would be starting summer school. The baby's nursery was now complete. Our baby not only had a crib, the baby also had a changing table, blankets, sheets, boxes and boxes of diapers, a rocking chair, baby books and a baby carousel that was a solar system replica that glowed in the dark when the lights were turned off. Ava, Earl and I went shopping for baby supplies and Ava suggested the solar system carousel. Oh, just in case you are wondering, we don't know the gender of the baby yet. Earl went out of his way to make sure that I had the nicest maternity clothing that money could buy. He would not go to work or open his juke joint late just so he could accompany me to every pre-natal appointment. He made sure I didn't do much around the house, made sure I took every single pre-natal vitamin that I needed, even smoked outside whenever he wanted a cigarette or weed. I was eating a little bit more and found myself going to bed earlier than normal. Earl and I agreed that I wouldn't start looking for work till after the baby arrived. Earl not only operated his juke joint but he still worked for Rhett part time on Sundays at his Auto Repair Shop. There were days that I was so horny that I couldn't think straight. Just the sight of Earl outside doing yard work with no shirt on was enough to make me swoon with ecstasy. For men who are built like Earl, it should be illegal for them to wear shirts, just saying. Speaking of the devil, its 9:15 in the morning and guess what I'm watching, to hell with what's on the TV. There was my man Earl in all of his sun kissed God given glory mowing the lawn out front. The sun was shining and I could see sweat glistening on his brow, his smooth bare chest and rock hard abs. His muscular biceps flexed as he pushed the lawn mower. He was in a pair of green army camouflage surplus pants and his pair of black work boots. The baggy pants hung low on his hips below his belly button. Earl wore no baseball cap and he was squinting into the morning sunlight. Mm, mm, mm, he was a sight to be hold. Duke was sitting on the front porch steps watching him. Soon, he was done mowing the lawn and he went to go put the lawn mower back in the shed out back. Breakfast was almost ready except for the biscuits that I made that were now in the oven. I made a pot of hot buttery grits, scrambled eggs, and thick and creamy sausage gravy. Earl came in through the back door with Duke in tow. I felt like a hungry lioness on the prowl and Earl was my prey. He looked even more scrumptious up close. I gazed at him and licked my lips, glaring at the sweat that glistened like jewels on his chest and stomach.

"Mornin', sweetness", he said while he opened the fridge and got out a jug of water.

He opened the jug and put it to his lips and began gulping it down, causing water to drip down his neck and onto his bare chest.

Without saying a word, I rushed up to him and pulled him close, my lips crashing onto his as my fingers ran down his chest and abs. He wrapped his hand around me, resting his hand on my pajama bottom clad butt. He continued kissing me as our tongues touched. He used the fingers of his free hand to slip underneath my solid pink tank top, his thumb brushing against my now erect nipple. I could feel the hardness of him pressing against the inside of his pants and against my thigh.

"Come join me in the shower", I said seductively, gazing deep into his eyes.

Once inside the confines of the shower with the warm water pelting our naked bodies, I got down on my knees and took him inside my mouth. He softly groaned and held onto the back of my head as I sucked and licked his dick, my tongue gliding up and down from head to shaft as my hands gently fondled his balls. Before he had the chance of dousing the inside of my mouth and throat with his warm cum, he gently pulled me to my feet. We kissed some more while he gently pressed my body against the pale blue tiled shower wall. He lifted me enough so I could wrap my legs around his waist. He kissed my neck and the top part of my chest while he slowly penetrated me. I let out a sound that was an erotic mixture between a soft moan and a whimper of sexual lust. My body heat soared to the heavens whenever we made love. My sopping wet pussy lips practically wrapped themselves around his hard dick as he slid deeper inside of me. My toes curled with every thrust as he held onto me, our bodies wet and lathered with vanilla scented soap. He groaned and grunted with every thrust as his lips found my earlobe. His thrust became more primal and deep as his balls slapped against the inside of my thighs, my nails viciously digging into his back. I began reaching my high point, my breathing becoming quicker and my moans more intense.