4 comments/ 37495 views/ 12 favorites Kissing the Frog By: Grey Eagle 286 I watched as the man tried to get the old jeep out of the mud hole. Nobody local ever tried to go through that hole. It was deep and soft with no hard ground near by. He had cut some poles somewhere and was trying to get a firm enough base so he could jack the wheels high enough to get something under them for traction. I had never seen anyone get themselves out of that hole without help in the form of a good winch or a pull from someone else. He had shoveled out a place under the front bumper and he dragged some pieces of wood from the back end and he was hooking the wood together some how. I leaned against the cypress sapling and watched. It looked like a three foot square hunk of wood when he was through. He put the base of the mud jack on the wood and jacked the front up off the ground. He laid the poles on either side of the wheels. I watched as he looked at the sky. Clouds were moving in. He checked his watch. I felt sorry for him. I stepped out and said, "Hello Mister, are you having fun yet?" His head jerked up and he finally spotted me. "Hi! Yep! I'm having as much fun as you can legally have, I think. If it were more fun I would be breaking some sort of law." "That is a real bad hole. I don't think you can get out without help. And there is no way to get help before dark." "Where is the nearest dry spot where I can put my sleeping bag for the night?" "Have you got a tent?" "Yes I have all that good stuff but I don't think I could haul it very far in this muck." "Well it is nearly ½ a mile to a dry spot. You can't make it before dark. I guess I could put you up for the night. Are you ready to go, it is real rough going in the dark.?" "I have some food in a cooler should I bring it?" "Only if you think you can haul it for ½ a mile. Otherwise let's go. The bugs will be thick in a few minutes. Follow me." I turned and walked up the narrow trail. The trail was badly overgrown and we were not able to make good time. It was almost dark by the time we hit my back yard. I went in through the back screened porch. My little dogs were barking their heads off at the stranger. He put his stuff down and said he could sleep on the porch if it was OK by me. I looked him up and down. "No. You couldn't make it out here. See that black dust on the deck, those are dead no-see-ums, they would eat you alive. They go right through regular screens. Come on in the trailer. They will hit here any second." I shut the sliding glass door behind him. I turned on the light and flipped on the A/C. Cool air hit right away. I stood under a vent and pulled the neck of my T-shirt out and the bib of my overalls. My back was to him. The cool air felt good. I turned and looked at him. He stood watching me. I took my old slouch hat off and shook out my hair. I saw his eyes widen. "You are a girl!" he said. I grinned at him, "Not hardly, an old lady maybe, but not a girl. Too many miles on these old bones to be called a girl. You don't look like you were just hatched yourself." "You are right about that. Been across a few rivers my self." I smiled at him, "My name is Sue, Sue Murphy. What is your name and what in the world are you doing out in the swamps?" He grinned at me, "My name is Bob, Bob Stewart. I am out here researching for a book I am trying to write. It is about the Seminole Indian Wars. I am looking for the site of an old fort. It was known as Fort Wacahoota. It is supposed to be around here somewhere. There would be nothing left of course. But I want to find it to get a feeling for the terrain and the general feel of the area." I grinned at him, "you landed in the right place. This is it. You are standing on the site of Fort Wacahoota. The dirt road out front is the old military road between Wacahoota and Micanopy." "You are kidding me, this is it?" "Come over here, Bob, look in this case. These are all relics I have dug out of my garden and other spots in my yard. See, bullets, pieces of glass , some little bottles, buckles. Just junk they threw away." He looked up with wonder in his eyes. "This is wonderful, I mean really unbelievable. Wow!" I loved his boyish enthusiasm. He was cute, if you can say that about a guy who is about six three or four and about two hundred and forty pounds of what appeared to be pretty solid muscle and bone. Looked like the nose had been broken once or twice and there were small scars around the eyes. Boxer at one time perhaps. He straightened up and smiled at me. I asked, "Would you like a cold Bud Light? That's all I can offer you right now. I do my monthly shopping tomorrow." "I would love one, I usually have one Non Alcoholic beer in the evening, but a Bud Light won't hurt a bit." His grin was infectious. I felt a tingle I hadn't felt in years. I went and got two Buds out of the refrigerator. I motioned for him to sit in the easy chair after I threw an old towel over it. I sat across the coffee table from him. I said, "can you excuse me for a moment. I'll be right back." I went to my bedroom and took off my overalls and T-shirt and took a quick shower and pulled on some shorts and a halter top. I walked back in the living room and he sort of stared at me. "Wow! You sure don't look like a guy now." "Thank you. I can't run around out here in something like this with out being scratched or bitten up. Don't you want to take a shower. Do you have anything to put on if you take off those muddy jeans and shirt?" "Yeah, I brought shorts and a shirt and my laptop and that's about it." "Wait, I have a big robe you can use. Let me get it then you can go on the front porch and strip and leave the muddy stuff out there. We'll wash them in the morning." I got the robe and he went out and was back quickly He smiled and said, "Nothing bit me." I laughed, "That porch has fine screen. They can't get in." He laughed and asked where the shower was. I showed him. I put a frozen Lasagna in the microwave and tossed together a salad with lettuce, tomatoes, scallions and olives. I heard a noise behind me and turned and he was standing watching me. He looked much better clean than he did covered with mud. "I hope you don't think I am being nosy, but do you live way out here by your self?" "No, not usually, my daughter goes to the university in Gainesville but she is not here yet. I can take care of myself." "I love it out in these little known historical places, the area probably hasn't changed that much since the 1830s." How did you end up out here?" "Well, to make a long story short, I inherited a couple hundred acres here and wanted a place to get away from everything. I was in the computer boom in Silicone Valley and made big bucks for a while. Helped start several large companies. Got tired of being passed over by guys or little beautiful girls when I was much, much better qualified. I held lots of shares of stocks and I sold out just before the bottom fell out. I was tired of being called healthy, big boned or just plain big. The little thin cuties always got the guys anyway. I have always been a big horse of a gal." "Some body must have liked you if you have a daughter." I laughed, "Yeah, he left me for a little centerfold type. But he did give me the great treasure in my life, my daughter." "I think you can be very lovely when you want to. You aren't fat or plump, you are perfectly proportioned and look like you are in very good condition. You look very strong." "Why, thank you, I do work out a little twice a week. Keeps me occupied.. My daughters old boy friend left some weights here when he went in the service. He never came back for them so I started using them. I love to walk too." He looked me strangely, "Don't you get lonesome? Don't you miss having people to talk to. To interact with." "Well, sometimes I do have a spell of wanting to be near or close to someone, but I think of what I usually give up to do that and I just talk to my dogs. I take a vacation from here once or twice a year and go somewhere and pamper myself. The neighbors stop by once in a while. What about Bob Stewart, where do you live and work? Do you have a family?" "Well, I an a widower, three boys, up and gone, I live in my motor home right now and pull my old Jeep behind it. I am retired so I keep my self busy writing a book about the Seminole Indian Wars. It is a forgotten war. It is similar in many ways to wars we are fighting now. In the tropics, swamp, against guerrillas and terrorists. We forgot what we should have learned here. Hey! Don't get me started on that. I get all wound up. I'm sorry." "Don't be sorry, I love to hear about that stuff. I really do." There was a dinging noise. I jumped up and said, "That is dinner, I hope you eat Italian. Like I told you, I am running out of choices this close to shopping day." I decided we would eat in the kitchen, so I set places at the kitchen table. I served up two plates and put the salad in salad bowls. I started the toaster oven. I had everything on the table when it buzzed. I put bread sticks wrapped in a cloth napkin in a little basket and put it on the table. He was still standing watching me. I told him to sit down. He walked over and pulled my chair out for me. That gesture meant more to me than I can say. We talked over dinner and were half way through when I remembered a bottle of Chianti I had put in the refrigerator. I got a couple of wine glasses and let him open it and pour. It was very good with our quickie meal. I apologized for the meal, "Next time let me know you are coming and I'll fix you a real dinner." "Gosh, this is great, I live on TV dinners. I never do anything this fancy for myself." We finished dinner and we talked while he helped me clean up. We sat back down and finished the wine as we talked. We moved into the couch in the living room. He looked around at the place like he just saw it. "This is a really lovely place you have here in the middle of nowhere. I don't recall ever being in a place I felt more at home." "Thank you kind Sir. I am glad you like it." "I'll be honest, it beats the hell out of my tent, the food is way better, and the company is super and very nice to look at." I know I blushed, damn he was a sweet talkin' man. I smiled and said, "It IS nice to have someone to talk to for a change." He asked what I knew about Fort Wacahoota. "I know very little. It wasn't that big, maybe a hundred men at most. Pole fort. It covered most of this high ground right here. An acre or two at most was used by the army. The fort was a small part of it. This area had several forts, there was one in Micanopy. The road between here and Micanopy was the scene of lots of fighting." "I know, it was known as the bloodiest road in Florida." "I'm sorry, I guess you know all of this." "Sweetheart, I need to know whatever you can tell me. There may be a little clue in there that will really open things up for me. Let me get my laptop and I'll show you what I have figured out about this part of the country." He got his computer and we sat with our hips touching as we looked at it. He had map pages and we located about where my house is. Then he brought up an aerial photo of the area and we could see my place on it. It was only a very short distance from where he had a circle labled 'Fort Wacahoota'. He said he should have known, looking at the topography of the area that the fort would be on high ground. That meant on the road. I told him that I thought the road was not moved since the 1830s. He agreed. I showed him where his Jeep was in the hole. He turned and looked at me. Our faces were only inches apart. He softly said. "I am so glad I found that hole." I felt goose bumps run up my spine. I sort of stammered, "Me too." His lips gently brushed mine. Wow! That felt so good. I didn't know what to do or say. I wanted him to kiss me again. I said I thought we could get his Jeep out in the morning. I told him I was sure my tractor would pull him out. He said that he was really in no hurry to get it out. His lips were only an inch from mine. He was looking in my eyes. I stood up and asked him if he wanted coffee. I had to do something or I knew I would be in bed with him in a few more minutes. I fixed two cups of instant and put dry creamer and sweetner in mine. He took his black. We sipped our coffee and talked more. I asked where his motorhome was parked. He said it was in Micanopy. It was only parked at a camp ground, wasn't hooked up. He had only expected to be gone a few hours. I asked if he had been to Orange Springs or St. Augustine yet. I told him we had traced my family back to both places, and then on back to Virginia and then to Ireland. He smiled, "Where else would you expect to be from with a name like Murphy?" "Well it branches in about 1835 in St. Augustine and goes to a German Countess." "I wonder how a German Countess wound up in Florida with a Murphy." "Beats me," I said. "I have been told that area is full of Murphys, I have always wanted to see what I could find out there." "I fooled with genealogy some a few years ago, I still have the program in the computer if you want to see what we can find sometime. I have a pile of CDs with family trees on them in the motor home." His lips were close to mine again. Damn I wanted to kiss him. But I also wanted more than quick toss in the hay. I decided that honesty is always the best policy. I looked at him. "I want very much to kiss you Bob, but I want you to understand that there will be just the one kiss tonight. I already like you too much. I just don't want to get hurt again." "I would never do that." "What, kiss me?" He laughed, "No, sweet girl, I want very, very much to kiss you, I would never, ever to anything to hurt you. You do not give yourself enough credit, you are a beautiful woman, you are large, yes, but I would put you up against any woman your age I have ever seen who was all natural, with no surgical augmentations or reductions. I really mean that. I think you are the sexiest woman of any age that I have ever been near. You have had me aroused all night long." I grinned, "Thank you, Bob, flattery will get you every where, but not tonight. Is that why you wanted your lap top computer?" "Do you want to see?" "No.. . . That's not true . . I do want to see. . . I mean not right now." I giggled, "you have me all mixed up. I think we better say Goodnight, and go to bed. My puppies will tear you up if you open my door. I trust you but they don't." "Sue, don't worry about that, I do think you said I could have one more kiss though." "Yes I did, and you will get it in a second. This is the guestroom. The bathroom is the one you used before." I reached out and pulled him to me. He was huge and hard as I pressed against him. I could feel it throbbing as we kissed. I opened my lips a little bit and his tongue darted right in. I loved the way he kissed. It took all my will power to pull away from him. I looked at him. I kissed the palm of my hand and placed it on his cheek. I stepped through my door and pulled it shut. In the morning he still looked as good as he did the night before. I fixed us breakfast and we walked out to the shed and got my tractor. I told him he could ride on the fender out to the mud hole. I had put a long chain and a tow strap in the bucket. We got as close as I thought safe and I turned around and backed a little closer. He slogged out to the Jeep and put his jack and boards in the back. He hooked the chain to his tow hook and got in and started the Jeep motor. I put the tractor in low, 4 wheel drive and let the clutch slowly out. I felt us slowly ease ahead then stop. I looked back, he gave me a thumbs up. I eased ahead again and the Jeep started to move. I fed it a bit more throttle and the Jeep rose up out of the hole and was on solid ground. He unhooked everything and looked up at me. He mouthed 'I love you.' and grinned. I shut the tractor off. When he could hear I said, "Follow me home and I will hose you and the Jeep off so you can get back to civilization." They both washed up pretty well. He gave me a big kiss. I opened the front gate and let him out. He drove out and stopped and read the Historical Site Marker in my front yard. He shut the Jeep off and trotted back to me. He looked at me for a moment, "I was right, you are a real 'Hottie'." When will you be home from shopping?" "About four, Why?' "I owe you a dinner. That's why, you might as well know, I am going to be very, very hard to get rid of. I really have an overpowering need to get to know you better. We will see what happens, OK?" My heart was pounding. I lifted on my toes and kissed his cheek. "We will see. I found you in a mud hole and kissed you. Are you a prince?" "I don't think so, but if that is what you want I'll do my best." I went in the house, changed and took extra care with my makeup and hair and slipped on a flippy little sundress and high heeled sandals. I dabbed a little perfume behind my ears and between my breasts. I usually wore jeans to go shopping. I guess I had my fingers crossed all day. As I neared home something was strange. I couldn't see the house. As I got nearer my heart leapt as I saw the huge motor home parked along side the shed. He had rolled the awning out and was sitting in a lawn chair reading a book. I honked and pulled in the drive. He came and opened my door. His mouth dropped as I stepped down. "Oh! Wow! Look at you. I love it. I knew it, I knew it. You are a knock out. Damn girl, this old heart just raced way beyond it's red line. You need to put a bell on or something." I had to laugh at him, he was so adorable. He wouldn't let me carry a thing in the house. The poor guy lugged a months worth of groceries in to the kitchen. I ran and put on sneakers and shorts with a Bikini top. He almost dropped the cases of Bud he was carrying. I admit I did that on purpose, the little top didn't hide much. I grinned, "Do you like it?" He just nodded, and nodded, and nodded. "Sit down and rest a little bit, How about a beer. He said, "I'll run out and get one of my Bush NA beers." "No, I bought some to try today. I liked the idea. Here, they are still very cold. I like your motor home, it looks as big as a Greyhound Bus, or even bigger." He grinned, "Come and see it, I am anxious for you to see how you like it." He was like a little kid wanting to show off a new toy. So very sweet. I felt my panties getting damp. I was going to have to watch myself. The motor home was magnificent. Just beautiful inside. A large section slid out to one side to make a larger living area. The bed room had a slide out too. The thing was very spacious and tastefully done. He smiled from ear to ear, "Like it?" "I love it." "Good, I brought the dinner I owe you, I will entertain you tonight." He stepped to me and pulled me into his arms. He kissed me and ran his big hands down my back and sides. I was ready to drag him to his bed when he pulled back. He grinned and kissed my nose. He pulled me to a soft couch and sat beside me, he picked up a computer key board and clicked a few keys. A large TV screen lit up. It showed a computer program about a family tree It started with me. Then it went to my father and mother and had much more information about them than I had given him. It went on back for generation after generation. It came to the Murphy who had married the German Countess, They had been married very young on a plantation in Florida near St. Augustine. Wow! It went on back for many generations. He grinned so hard I thought he would wiggle like a puppy he was so pleased with what he had found for me. I couldn't believe this guy. Who had let him get away. Some woman should have snapped him up in a heart beat. I wanted him. I wanted him real bad. I leaned back in luxury and said, "I could learn to like this. Is this how all historians go on field trips?" Kissing the Frog "I really don't know any of them. This is how I like to rough it though. It is all computer controlled. Just say, 'Herbie, adjust the air conditioning three degrees cooler' and it will happen. He laughed, "Listen, 'Herbie, slide in bedroom slide.'" "Negative Bob, unable to activate slide while supports are down." "See, it won't let you screw up. 'Herbie, say hello to Sue and put her voice in memory as a controller.' "Hello Sue, please speak for me for about half a minute, the 'quick red fox' routine will do." "Now you can tell him what to do. I was in a campground a month or so ago and I was telling an older couple parked next to me how it worked. The old man said that that was not new, he said he had had that for years. He said, "Watch, 'Darling turn the lights on please.' And the old lady got up and turned them on." I had to laugh. Oh Shit! I was falling in love with this man. We heard a car pull in my drive. I looked out. It was my daughter. I hurried to the door and yelled, "Jenny, come over here. I want you to meet someone." Bob was startled when she entered. He looked at her and then at me. "I didn't know they allowed cloning people yet." I laughed, "Yep, she is a chip off the old block, I love her to pieces." Jenny meet Bob Stewart." Jenny looked around at the motor home. She looked at Bob, "Diesel Pusher?" "Yes." "About two hundred and sixty thou?" He smiled, "That's about right. She smiled back, "I like it, where are we going?" "What are you doing home on a week day?" I asked. "Momma, I get tired of classes every day. I just cut a couple because I wanted to see you." Bob, looked at me. He smirked, "Plays you like a fiddle, doesn't she?" ' "I know, I can't help it, I know she is working me, but she is very good and always has been. She is always on the Dean's list so I really can't complain." "Momma, where did you find this guy, I like him?" "Out in the old mud hole." "Damn, I never find anything but hogs or frogs. Are you sure you didn't kiss a frog?" "Well, to be honest I did kiss him once, but he didn't look like a frog. I washed him off first. Honey, watch, 'Herbie, turn on the kitchen lights, please.' The lights went on. Jenny looked at Bob, "Two hundred and eighty thou." He slapped his knee and really laughed. "Right." Jenny looked at me, "Mom, can I have one?" "You know we don't touch our principal until you graduate. Then ask me." "Momma, I was only teasing you. I want a bigger one." I chuckled, "Me too." She jumped up, I have laundry to do, I'll be back." and off she went. I looked at him, "Isn't she beautiful?' "Absolutely, she looks just like her mother. You guys look like twins." "Bob, I feel daring this after noon, can you make me a cocktail?" "I have Bourbon, Scotch, Vodka or Rum. I have several mixes. Name your poison. I will join you if you promise I won't have to drive tonight." I looked right into those green eyes, "I won't let you drive tonight. I promise I won't let you out of my sight tonight." "I find a Spiced Rum with water and a twist of lemon is very refreshing, care to try one?" "Sounds good to me." He rose and opened a well stocked bar and mixed our drinks. It was very good. "How can any woman resist this rolling bachelor pad?" He looked at me without a smile, "I don't know, you are the first one I have ever tried to lure in here. Is it working?" "Pretty well so far. I think you are right on track for a successful seduction." "I sure hope so. I want to tell you how I feel about you and I will later. I don't want to go any faster than you are comfortable with." I said, "I will let you know if you are going too fast. Now I want to go see Jenny for a few minutes. Please don't leave. I am afraid that if I say the wrong thing you will just drive away." "Not in your lifetime." Jenny was loading the dryer. She hugged me and pulled back, "Momma, Are you in love?" "Sweetheart, I think so. He is wonderful. It has been so long I feel like a virgin." "Well I like him. Drag him to bed and fuck his brains out. I can tell he really has the hots for you. He never takes his eyes off of you. I think he has it as bad as you do. Is he divorced?" "No, he is a widower." "Momma, you have him hooked, reel him in. I want to see you happy. All my life you have had a little sadness about you that is gone today. Sleep with him and enjoy him. If it works marry him. Please." "OK, Dear. Let's go back before he drives off." "Oh! Momma you couldn't drag him off with a bull dozer." Bob had changed from jeans to a pair of tan shorts and a polo shirt. He looked positively yummy. Jenny elbowed me in the ribs. She whispered in my ear, "Wow!" His shoulders were broad and his waist was small. His arms and legs rippled with fine muscle tone. Positively yummy. He asked Jenny to stay for dinner, she refused, she said she had to study and get to bed early. Dear sweet girl. He did talk her into a rum drink which she loved. I asked what was for dinner. He smiled, "We are going to have a shrimp cocktail. After that the main course will be prime rib of beef au jus, baked stuffed potatoes and broccoli with mock Hollandaise sauce. Jenny grinned, "If I ever heard of seduction, that is it. Run for it Momma." "Which way dear." "For his bed I guess." "Jenny!!" "Well, you asked." I thought Bob was going to fall out of his chair laughing. He said, "Jenny, I love you, girl, I really do." "And I love my Momma, You hurt her and I'll cut your balls off." He looked at her and said, "I believe you. There is no way in hell I will ever hurt your Momma." Jenny walked over to him and kissed his lips. "I believe you. You both sleep well. Good Night." and she left. He looked at me, "Are you hungry now, or would you like to wait a bit." "Not yet, please kiss me and take me to bed." He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He lay me on the bed and unbuttoned my shorts. He peeled them down and looked down at me. I sat up and pulled the bows to the Bikini top and it fell away. He stood and pulled his polo shirt over his head then unbuttoned his shorts and slipped them down. His manhood sprang free. Holy Cow! It was massive, long and thick. I reached for it. He twisted away and climbed on the bed beside me. He pulled me to him and kissed me. The man knew how to kiss. He curled my toes. I didn't want him to stop but his hands were all over my body, touching, feeling, caressing, driving me up the wall with desire. He touched my breasts and tweaked my erect nipples. His hands roamed down to my mound and slipped between my legs. I couldn't have kept them together for the world, I wanted his hands between them. His fingers were sliding into my pussy. I was very wet by now. Damn his hands were educated. They searched out and found all my best spots. I was trembling and shaking as waves of pleasure I had forgotten about coursed through my body. He moved down and sucked at my nipples. I screamed with joy, I knew Jenny must hear me in the house. I hoped she did. He slid further down and his tongue, his sweet lovely tongue, found my clit. Christ almighty, he knew how to please me. I had never had so many orgasms, they seemed to crash through me from my core outward to my toes and fingertips in rapid succession, one after another. I was in a state of ecstasy. I knew he was moving back up over me. I felt his cock head touching me and I reached and guided it to my opening. I slipped it up and down my slit and then the head slipped inside me. I grabbed his hips and tried to pull him deeper but he just eased slowly inside my body. It felt heavenly. I was being filled as never before. I just wanted all of him in there. More and more of him entered me. Damn, there couldn't be any more, but there was. I felt his pelvis against my pussy and I knew I had all of him in me. Then he pulled back out. I felt the head slip out of my inner lips and could feel it stop then it thrust mightily back in to the bottom. Wow! It pulled out again, then moved back into my very core. I was in constant rapture and my orgasms were continuous. His thrusts came faster and faster. Then I felt him stiffen and heard him groan. His cock pulsed and pulsed stream after stream of slippery cum up inside me. I held him close to me, I wanted him to stay inside me. I never wanted him to move. He tenderly kissed my lips and whispered, "I love you, Sue." I started crying and couldn't stop. He rolled off and I tried to pull him back on me. He wanted to know what was wrong. "Not one damned thing, Dearest man, I am crying with sheer joy. I love you too. I really do. Can we do that some more." He laughed, "not for a bit. I have to rest a while." "Oh! I forgot. Let me look at you. Herbie, bedroom lights on, please." The lights came on and I looked at his body. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, slim hips, washboard belly, strong legs, and muscular arms. He was in fabulous condition. I kissed and nibbled on his tiny nipples, he giggled. I swabbed out his belly button. The I found the real treasure. His cock was large even when soft. I examined it carefully. It was beautiful. Circumcised. Thicker and longer soft than I could believe. I gently kissed it and rubbed the head over my lips and cheeks. He reached down and pulled me up to his face and kissed me. He smiled softly at me. "Slow down a little girl. We have the rest of our lives to love each other. We can't do it all in one night." I looked in his eyes, "I have to have you again tonight." "You will, Darling, you will." I sat up, looked at him and grinned. He asked, "was it OK Dear." "You want to know how I feel?" "Yeah." I closed my eyes and screamed as loud as I could, "Wooopeeeee!!. Hot Damn, Wooopeeee!" I heard a knock at the coach door. Jenny yelled, "Are you alright Momma?" "Yes, Dear, I am more than alright." "Oh! Wonderful! Wonderful, Tell me about it in the morning, Night!." "I am sorry, I just couldn't help it. What can I say. You are wonderful." I felt tears flow again. I loved him so much. No one had ever pleased me like that before. I just lay beside him and put my head on his shoulder. His strong arms held me. I told him over and over how I felt. He whispered, "Sue, baby, if I pleased you just a little bit as much as you pleased me I am very happy, I have never been happier." I sat up and grinned at him again, "Bobby, I am so happy I want to sing and dance for joy, but they are things a big old horse like me can't do. So I just had to scream. Forgive me please." He grabbed my shoulders and lightly shook me, "Don't say that ever again, you are beautiful and just perfect for me. I never had a girl before who could take all of me, I loved it." The next morning after breakfast the three of us sat at the table sipping a last cup of coffee. Jenny looked at Bob, "Do you have an unmarried son who would be interested in meeting a BBW?" He looked blank. "BBW?" "That is Personal advertisement shorthand for Big Beautiful Woman." He stared at her for a second then his face lit up in a huge smile. "Damn, I sure do. Would you really want to meet him?" "If he is anything like you I would love to meet him." He smiled, "Herbie, Nextel system on the speaker, speed dial number three." There was a dial tone. A series of clicks and then a ringing. "Hi! Dad. Where are you this morning?" "Rocky, I am in a place called Waccahoota, Florida, About twenty miles from Gainesville. I just finished having breakfast with two beautiful ladies, a mother and daughter. Are you busy this weekend?" "I was thinking of going fishing, but no real plans." "Son, have I ever steered you wrong in your whole life?" "NO, never." "Then, listen to your old Daddy, Pack a bag, load up your four wheeler, and get your ass up here as fast as you can, I need help." "Tell me how to find you and I'll be on the road in twenty minutes." Bob gave him directions to find us. Jenny was looking at Bob, "Is your son THE Rocky Stewart? The football player?" 'Yeah that's the one." She looked at me wide eyed, "Momma, ROCKY STEWART! I have to go get my hair done, I don't have anything to wear. Oh my God! Rocky Stewart! I'm gonna meet him?" Bob was in hysterics, he laughed so hard I thought he would fall out of his chair. Then he said, "Jenny, Jenny girl. Whoa! Easy girl. Rocky is just an everyday down to earth nice guy. Stardom hasn't changed him a bit. You will like him. He will love you just the way you are." "But I see pictures of him dating all the big stars, gorgeous women." "Yeah you did, now that he is out of football, you don't see that anymore. Do you know what he told me. He said not one of those women was real, he said they were on stage 24-7. They had to talk to their publicist before you could kiss them. What he is looking for is just what I have been looking for all my life. A BBW. He will be turned off if you are all gussied up with your hair fancy. He loves ponytails and jeans. He wants a gal who will jump in his SUV and go fishing with him. Or hunting. Or to a rodeo. Or to an opera. I think you are perfect like you are, I think he will think so too." I smiled at Bob, my heart full, "Thank you, I love you." Jenny looked worried, "How is his knee? Dear God I forgot about his poor knee." "It is about as good as it will ever be, he'll never play ball again. He walks with a little limp. But he is feeling great. Happy he never spent much of the big bucks and that he had a huge disability insurance policy. I guess you can tell I am very proud of him and love him a lot." Jenny looked at Bob, "Is he as big as you are?" "Bigger." We got to work and cleaned up the mud Bob had tracked in the porch and the house. Jenny went to the shed and got out our four wheelers and checked the gas and started them to see if they ran. I was in the shed with Jenny when we heard the truck pull in the drive, We walked to the window and saw a large young man step out. Bob walked to meet him. He had on a Stetson hat, well worn jeans, a t-shirt and old cowboy boots. Jenny whispered, "Look Mamma, he is beautiful. Wow! What a hunk." I said, "Lets go meet him." We walked out as they were hugging and stood and watched. Bob saw us and tugged his son over to meet us. "Rocky, meet Sue and Jenny Murphy the girls I told you about." He looked at the two of us and said, "I thought you said mother and daughter, these are sisters." I laughed and said, "He is really a chip off the old block, a big handsome, sweet talkin' man." He took my hand and pressed it to his lips, "It is a real pleasure to meet you Ms. Murphy." He turned to Jenny and took her hand and kissed it much longer. "You must be Jenny. I am very happy to meet you." Jenny just muttered something. We moved to sit under the awning and Bob held my chair for me. Rocky held Jenny's chair. His eyes never left her. We talked about how Bob and I had met in the mud hole and had a good laugh. Jenny was very quiet and shy with Rocky. Their eyes never left each other. Suddenly Jenny asked Rocky if he needed help getting his four wheeler off his truck. He said he would love some help. They disappeared behind the truck. We heard some laughing and giggling from the two of them. Jenny said, "Well come on then, I bet you can't catch me." She ran in the shed and we heard the Yamaha start up. It ran for a minute then the engine roared and she flew out the door and kicked dirt high in the air as she turned on to our trail. Rocky took off behind her. We saw dirt and mud fly high in the air and the engines scream as they navigated the sharp turns and cut backs on the trail. We heard Rocky yelling and laughing and Jenny giggling. Then they came out of the trail and skidded to a stop in front of us. Rocky was covered in dirt and mud. Jenny only had a few drops on her. They sat down and Rocky said, "How about a ice cold Bud, Girl?" He jumped up and brought a cooler from his truck. He handed Jenny a beer and grinned at us. "Dad, you should see Jenny ride that thing. She is really good. All I could see half the time was her cute little ass disappearing in a cloud of mud. Then when I caught up to her she hit the throttle and really showered me with mud. Never saw a girl ride like that." Jenny looked at him and got up and pulled out her hanky and knelt beside him and wiped the dirt from his face. A tear ran down her cheek. "I didn't mean to get you so dirty. I am sorry, hold still and I'll get your face clean." His eyes locked on her as she worked on him. She pulled back and said, "There, that's better, Oh No, I got your beautiful hat all dirty. I'm sorry, please forgive me." Rocky stood and lifted her to her feet. He picked her up and swung her around in a circle. He stopped and looked in her eyes, "Sweetheart, I have not had so damn much fun in years, We used to do that as kids, I loved every second of it. I'll bet you a kiss you can't catch me. He ran and jumped on his Yamaha and started it up. He waited until she was mounted and running then blasted off down the trail. Jenny was right on his tail. We watched the dirt fly again and heard their yells of glee as they raced back to us . Jenny came out of the trail first with Rocky right with her, Rocky was laughing so hard he couldn't walk and fell on the ground. Jenny walked over and dropped beside him. They stopped laughing and sat and stared at each other. He pulled her to him as said, "you win, here's your kiss." He kissed her for a very long time. She pulled back and just stared at him. "Thank you." she finally said in a shaky voice. I threw them each a towel and they wiped them selves off. He grinned at her, "Do you need any help?" "No, I've got it. You got your face all dirty again after I cleaned it." "Never would have happened if you hadn't passed me in that mud hole." "You wouldn't let me by." They kneeled in front of each other and softly cleaned each other off. I pulled Bob away and suggested we take a walk. He agreed and we left them and went to my house and kissed. He looked at me and said, "I think they like each other." "Yeah, a whole lot, I think." I have never seen Jenny like this with a guy. She is usually not that interested." "How about you, are you interested?" "Oh! I guess I am a little bit, Ho hum. NO, Damn it I love you, you big clown. Probably too damned much. You can break my heart, you know that don't you." I pulled his mouth to mine. His hands ran up and down my back they slipped into the waist band of my shorts, rubbed my ass. I was about to drag him to bed when I heard the kids laughing. "We better go back and see what is going on." We joined them and found them talking and sitting across the table from each other. I looked at Jenny and raised my eye brows. She laughed. "When we sit next to each other we can't talk. We get to kissing too much. Not that it is really too much but we both want to know more about the other person. So far we have the names straight. I think." "Miz Murphy, I have to give you fair warning. I like your daughter much, much, more than any girl I have ever met. I intend to pursue her with all my heart. I want to say the L word but we are not ready for that yet. Damned close though, at least on my part. Do I have your permission to court her." What could I say, he was honest about it. "Rocky I want to talk to you alone for a minute if I may." I held his hand and led him to the other side of the shed. "Rocky I like you a lot, I love your daddy, I need to tell you Jenny talks a good game but has not had a lot of experience with men. We never had a man live with us. She has lots to learn. She is still a virgin. Please don't take advantage of her." "That will never happen, I can not tell you how much I respect her. She is sweet and honest and tells you right out how she feels. I have never met a girl like her before, and doubt that I ever will again. I plan on marrying her and if I have anything to do with it she will be a virgin when I marry her. I would appreciate it if you didn't tell her about my wanting to marry her. I don't want to scare her off. I plan on being with her for the rest of my life and we have plenty of time. I have yet to find anything about your girl I don't love." I kissed him and cried a little, "Thank you, I feel much better, she is still my baby girl." Kissing the Frog "I want to thank you too. For being a great mom. Take care of my dad for me, please." We walked back and joined the other two. I smiled and said, "We talked it over and figured out the sleeping arrangement for tonight. I flat told Rocky I was going to sleep with Bob, no matter what. He said he would sleep with Jenny. That work for everyone else?" "Wait, Momma, I don't.." I held up my hand, "I mean in the same house. You are both adults, you can make your own decisions further than that. OK?" Bob took me in his arms and kissed me. It was a very, very nice kiss. He looked around and said, "Jenny and I have decided that we are going to go into Gainesville tonight for dinner. She promises she knows of a very elegant and highly recommended restaurant. Do I hear any objections?" I asked, "Can we take a nap first?" "No, naps are not on the schedule, Jenny has plans for she and Rocky, and I have plans for us, all after dinner so we want to go fairly early." I looked at Jenny with a question on my face. She smiled, "I am not sure he will want to go, but I thought that since it is Saturday night, we would attend the local social event." She grinned at me. "At the power line." She smiled at him. "All the young people get together and build a bonfire and we drink beer and tell each other lies, sing and even dance in the dirt. We can get there on the ATVs on trails, It's about three miles from here. We only need to take a couple of beers each. I want to come home and cuddle with Rocky on the couch and see if he really knows how to kiss." Rocky just grinned. Then he said softly to Jenny, "It sounds like a lovely evening. I will be looking forward to the latter part all night long. I did learn a move or two on some of our road trips." I told Rocky to get his things from his Caddy and we would show him our guest room and bath. Jenny and I would share my room and bath. I explained that because we wear everything the same size we found it easier to just let our clothes mix together. We operated on the first come, first served basis. We had all our dresses and stuff in two big walk-in closets. Worked for us. I showered while Jenny got Rocky settled. When I got out she had laid out clothes on my bed and another outfit was hung over a recliner. I almost vetoed her selection, it was a little basic black dress, rather low cut neckline, slit skirt that showed a lot of leg. Then I noticed she had a black lace garter belt and matching panties with black hose. Black patent pumps completed the outfit. Hummm! Sexy as all getout yet very classy. I would do it. She laid out a royal blue cocktail dress we had bought a year ago and had never worn. I knew she would be darling in it. She had matching shoes and undies too. I did my long reddish brown hair pulled back in a tight bun, with a black lace bow, put on some make up, more than I usually use. I dressed and heard a low whistle. It was Jenny. She said, "Wow! Mom, you look really hot!" I grinned and said, "I am out of your way, Honey. Call me if you need help." I checked myself in the large mirrors in the dressing area and was pleased with what I saw. I pulled a chair over and sat in front of the mirror. It took only a slight twist to display the tops of the hose as the skirt rode up. A slight parting of the knees showed the gusset of my panties. I liked it, I was loaded for bear. I went to the kitchen and saw Rocky pass on his way out. He stopped and did a double take. His eyes grew large. "Boy, do you ever scrub up good. I can't wait to see Jenny." "Thank you kind Sir! Jenny will be worth the wait. We will be out soon." About fifteen minutes later Jenny and I walked out to find them waiting just out side. They looked at us, then at each other and grinned from ear to ear and shook hands." Bob reached and took my hand and turned me so he could see the back of my dress. He just grinned and made me feel tingly right down to my toes. Rocky held both of Jenny's hands and just stared at her. He looked at Bob and said, "Dad, just I have to hand it to ya, you can really pick 'em. The two best looking' gals I have ever seen, two real keepers." "Just lucky as all hell, son. She found me." They handed us into Rocky's Escalade. Jenny slid over close to Rocky as he drove. I wanted to put my head on Bob's shoulder but he was wearing a Navy Blazer and I didn't want to get my makeup on it. He had on a light blue shirt and a plaid tie, gray slacks and loafers. I loved the way he looked, a little casual but very distinguished. Rocky was ruggedly handsome in a western cut jacket and slacks. Two really fine looking huge men. Dinner was excellent. I managed to drop my napkin convincingly and Bob bent over to pick it up for me. I parted my legs and he stayed under the table until I closed them back together. His face was flushed when he handed me my napkin. I innocently asked if he was feeling OK. He looked at me. I winked at him and he smiled. He took my hand and brought it to his lips and looked deep into my soul. God how I wanted him! I knew my panties were getting damp. The dance floor was almost empty. I asked Bob if he would like to dance. He said he would love it and we danced several dances. Jenny and Rocky joined us on the floor. The kids looked good together. Jenny looked at me and grinned, I knew what she wanted. When the number ended I excused myself and went and talked to the band leader. I asked if he could play our favorite song. He said they knew it. I told him to wait until I signaled him to start the tune. I pulled Bob, Rocky, and Jenny together and asked if they would mind if Jenny and I danced together. They said no problem. I led Jenny out on the floor. I nodded to the band leader. The tune began. We joined hands and danced our feet off. We had done this dance probably at least 500 times at home and at a few clubs. We had jitterbug moves, modern moves and we shook our booties and spun and twirled. We dipped and squatted. We swung each other around, laughing and giggling the whole time. We got down and dirty. We really enjoyed the dance. When it was over everyone in the place stood and clapped including the band. It lasted a long time. We took bows. We returned to our table. Bob and Rocky were laughing and grinning. "Wow! You guys can really dance." The band leader came over and asked if we would dance again. We told him we were ready to leave. He said any time we came back the drinks would be on him. I looked at Jenny and Rocky. They were holding hands staring at each other. The waiter asked about four times if we wanted desert or coffee. I finally told him we were fine, just bring the check. When we were on the road home Jenny looked at Rocky then back at Bob, "I hope your big old country girls didn't embarrass you too much. We are a little rustic. And I guess we shake the building when we dance." Rocky exploded, "Shit, I have dated Hollywood gals who took four hours with hair dressers and makeup artists helping them get dressed in ten thousand dollar dresses that didn't look half as beautiful as the two of you. Pardon my language, but I meant every word." Bob said, "I haven't dated any stars but I totally agree with my boy. The two of you had every man in the place drooling, including me. I was super proud to be with both of you." I looked at Bob, "We hope we pleased you, because we very much wanted to. We are who we are." He looked at me, "I can't speak for Rocko, but that is exactly what I want, you. Just as you are." "Ditto from me, Daddy, double ditto." Bob leaned over and pulled me close to him. He put his lips to my ear and breathed, "I love you, I can't wait to undress you." I snuggled closer to him, I felt so safe and secure with him holding me, didn't care if we never got home. We did though. The kids invited us to go with them, we declined and said our 'Good nights'. Bob said he thought he would like a small glass of Crème de Menthe and asked me to join him. I agreed and we sat and sipped the refreshing liquor. I leaned against him and felt his warmth. He suddenly laughed. "I thought I would have a stroke when you flashed me under the table. There you were sitting so very prim and proper. Then I looked under the table, panties, garters, and hose! Best surprise of my whole life, I loved it." "I wanted to slip my panties off first but I couldn't figure out how to do it." "You are a really naughty girl. I love the way you think." "I know you won't believe me but I never even dreamed of doing something like that before." He looked at me for a really long time, no expression on his face. He stood and got the bottle and freshened our drinks. He surprised me when he dropped to one knee in front of me and took both my hands and asked, "Sue, will you marry me." "Yes, yes, I want that more than anything in the world." "This is all I have, I found it in your yard this afternoon." He put a plastic child's ring on my finger. I couldn't have been happier with a fifty carat diamond. We hugged. I jumped up and ran to the door, the kids we just getting on their scooters. "Wait!" I screamed. "Jenny, come see!" She ran to me with Rocky close behind her. "Look" I held up the ring. It took a second to sink in. "Momma, he asked you?" "Yes he did, I said yes." She hugged me and we cried like babies. "Oh! Momma, I am so happy for both of you. But I'm scared, I don't want to be away from you." I nodded and we both looked at Bob. He smiled, "We will always be close to you baby, I wouldn't dare try to split you guys up, you are a matched pair." I ran to him and cried on his chest as he held me tight. Rocky was grinning at his father as he held Jenny to his chest. "Congratulations Poppa, ya done real good." Bob said, "Thanks, son, you guys go riding now, we will all talk in the morning." We stood and kissed until the bugs found us and we hurried inside. I looked at the ring on my finger, then at my man, "I will always treasure this, I love it." "We will go back to Gainesville tomorrow or when ever you want and you can pick out a real diamond ring set." "No big hurry, for me, this does the job. I love you, Dear Man. I want to go to bed and love you like you have never been loved before." He said , "Herbie, close all shades, Windshield Screens down. Interior lights dim." He grinned and stood me in front of him as he sat on the couch. He pulled me a little closer and ran his hands up under my skirt. One hand moved between my legs and pushed the skirt up as it climbed. It caressed the thigh between the top of the hose and my panties He hooked his fingers in the waist band and pulled them down my legs, he made me raise my feet to remove them. He held my damp panties to his face and slowly closed his eyes as he breathed in my scent. He turned me and found the zipper to the back of my dress. He eased it down off my shoulders and bared my breasts. He moaned softly and kissed my nipples one after the other, his hands caressing my bottom. I moaned louder and pressed his head to my breasts. Then I pushed him down and pulled his face against my pussy. He didn't move. Then he stood and said, "I can't wait any more." and picked me up and carried me to his big bed. He placed me on the bed and stripped off his clothes. I sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed his hips and pulled him over to me. I got hold of his cock and slipped it in my mouth. I had to look at it. Wow! It was bigger than I remembered. His huge balls swung below it. I lifted them in my hand. They were heavy and warm to the touch. As I held them the sack seemed as if it were shrinking. They lifted right off my hand. I looked up and saw him watching me. A little drop of clear fluid seeped from the little slit in the head. I smelled it, no odor. I licked it up with my tongue. He jumped at the touch of my tongue. It was slightly salty, I liked it. He placed his hands gently on my head. I rubbed the smooth velvety head on my cheeks and then tried to see how much of his shaft I could get in my mouth. I got about half of it in before it hit the back of my throat. I gagged a bit. I eased back a little and slowly moved out closing my lips as tightly as I could around the shaft. I took it out and looked at it again and then licked all over the whole outside of the wonderful thing, slathering my saliva over it. I ran my hands up and down it and took the head back in my mouth. His hips were moving back and forth slightly. I wasn't sure he even realized it. Looking up I could see his eyes were closed. I put one hand around his slippery cock and pulled him into my mouth with the other hand behind him. He pulled back and I pressed on his back and he moved forward, he started slowly pumping his cock in and out. I heard him groan and felt a shiver run through his body. When he pulled back I ran my tongue all around the crown quickly. He shuddered and then stiffened. I looked up and he looked as if he were in pain, but he never changed his pace. He muttered deep in his throat that he was about to cum. I moved my face and hands faster and felt the blast of his semen hit the back of my throat. I had to swallow or choke. Other pulses squirted into my mouth. I savored the flavor. It was different, but it was the very essence of him and I wouldn't let a drop escape, I wanted every speck of it. I felt his knees start to buckle and pulled him over on the bed. He pulled me on top of him and held me close. "Sue, that was so damned good. I love you, girl. Let me rest and I will make love to you." I told him to hush and I reached down and pulled some covers up over us. I slipped off of him and snuggled beside him. His arm closed around me and I was soon asleep. In the morning we sat and sipped coffee waiting to see if the kids wanted to eat with us. We were about to start breakfast without them when we saw them walk over to the camper. They were holding hands. They came in and asked if we wanted to eat with them. They had sausages cooked and were ready to put waffles in the waffle iron. We went back to the house with them. Jen put some batter in the cooker and told Rocky to take over. She wanted to talk to me. We went to my room. She grabbed me and kissed me. "I am so happy for you, Momma, Bob is really wonderful, I love him too." "What is wrong baby?" "Momma, I am in love with Rocky, he is so sweet. I wanted to sleep with him last night. He said it would be fine, we would sleep together, but no sex except hugging and kissing. He told me he loved me and wanted to marry me and asked me if I were a virgin. I admitted I was and he said he wanted me to be a virgin until our wedding night. I am so happy, he is such a fine boy. I really do love him." I looked in her eyes, tears were running from mine. "I love you Baby, this is your decision, I can't help you with this one." "I know Momma, I know the answer already, it's yes." We dried our eyes and joined the guys. The waffles were ready and we sat down to eat. Jenny didn't touch her food. She just stared at Rocky. Rocky just watched Jenny. I looked at her and said, "Jenny, just give the poor boy his answer so you both can eat." Jenny held her hand out to him and he took it. She said, "Yes." Tears ran from the big tough guys eyes. He wiped them and said, "Really." She nodded. Rocky looked at his father and asked, "Would you be interested in having a double wedding?" Bob's smile lit the whole room. "Hell and damnation, Yes."