8 comments/ 73528 views/ 11 favorites Sailor's Delight By: Grey Eagle 286 Sailor's Delight I walked slowly down the pier looking at all the sail boats in their slips. I love sailboats. It has been a long time since I have been aboard one. Some of the slips are empty. Most are not, even though there are many people aboard their boats. I stop and look at one boat I find interesting. It is about 26 feet long and strictly a day boat. She is completely open, no cabin, sloop rigged, no centerboard, no motor. A woman was scrubbing the deck on her hands and knees. She noticed me looking at her and smiled up at me. "Ma'am you have her looking shipshape and seaman like. She is a beauty." She grinned' "Thank you kind Sir, I do try hard." She had a beautiful smile. She was a very lovely black woman. I smiled and said, "She looks like an old Naval Academy boat." She jumped to her feet, "How do you know that?" "I sailed in them for years at the Academy and then I sailed one almost every day during the warm weather when they transferred a lot of them to the Naval War College in Newport Rhode Island. God, that was a couple of centuries ago I think." "Come on aboard if you want. I am through scrubbing for now." She sat on the seat and smiled at me, "You are the first person in the five years we have had this boat that knew what she was." "Well you have her in excellent shape. She looks like new. Do you sail her very often?" "No, She is too tough for me to sail alone. Not having an engine makes it really hard for me to get her in and out of the slip." "Today would be a perfect day. The wind is just right, you can almost sail her out of the slip and back her in when you get back." "Do what?" "Sail her out and back her in." "I have never seen anyone do that. My husband can't even do that. EX husband, I should say. He always wanted to outfit her with an outboard for docking. I would never agree. I want to keep her original." "Hey! Good for you Girl. She is a SAILBOAT, not a stinkpot. You got the boat in a divorce?" She grinned, "Yes, I got the boat, he got the Harley." "He was a complete fool. He let two lovely girls get away from him." "Well! Thank you again! You have me blushing." "How long has it been since you have had her out?" "It has been forever, maybe six months. I am getting ready for my two sons to get out of college for the summer, then it will get some use. I just had her bottom done. I have new sails too. I am going to rig them now. Could I get you to help me?" "I would love it. My name is John. John Nelson." "Welcome aboard John. Those are the sail bags on the dock." "Great! I'll get them." I carried the sail bags down on the finger pier and handed the smallest one down to her. When she was clear I hefted the mainsail bag and stepped aboard with it. We sorted out the jib halyard, clipped the snaps to the jib stay and had the jib rigged in no time. The mainsail was a bigger job. We fed the foot slides onto the track and clew tracks to the mast track. I hooked up the out haul and down hauls, used a shackle to fasten on the main halyard. She helped get the sheets rigged. The wind was directly on the bow so we hauled up the jib and cleated her down. The main was next. We adjusted the downhaul and the sails looked good. We sat and rested a minute. "Young lady, I think we need to go for a test sail. Are you game?" "John, I am if you are. Call me Maryann, please." "OK, Maryann, let's make a plan. We have a nice steady wind. Not too strong, just right. It is right down the slip. I suggest we cast off the stern lines and the spring lines and I'll cast off one bow line. I use the remaining bow line to pull us clear of the slip. We will sheet in the main and the jib to what we figure are right for a close hauled tack. When we clear the slip I think you should back the jib to starboard while I run for the tiller. How does that sound?" "I'm game if you are, we usually get the yard boat to pull us clear out to the channel." "Hey, this is the way it was done for years. Ready?" "I sure am, this is fun." When the old boat was all most out of the slip I shoved the tiller to starboard and she started to turn. Maryann backed the jib and the bow swung nicely around. When the wind caught the sails we started moving. We sailed down the long lines of boats on either side. We heard yells of "Well done! Good show! Nicely done!" as we sailed out of the dock area. Maryann ran back and kissed my cheek. "That was wonderful! Really great. Everybody motors out. The real sailors will be talking about that for months." We sailed out the channel and out onto the huge lake. We made a few adjustments the sails and thought they looked just perfect. The old boat handled just fine. By a unspoken agreement Maryann handled the sheets and I steered. When we went about on another tack I trimmed the main sheet while she tended to the jib sheet. I was happy with the way the boat moved. Maryann grinned at me. She was very beautiful when she smiled. She appeared to have a perfect figure. Her ex was nuts. "Well, Maryann, she is really near perfect. Let's go back. Are you ready?" "You are right, I wish we could stay out lot's longer. I love this, you are the best I have ever sailed with." "Thank you, girl. I am a bit rusty though. The wind hasn't shifted at all so I think we can sail back to your slip. Do you want to try it?" "Yes, I sure do, that will really show them something." "OK! First we are going to practice backing up a little bit. Now I am going to head over by that channel marker. We will pretend it is the first piling of your slip. As we approach we are going to slow by letting the sails luff. We just want to keep steerage way on the boat. Now as we get to the piling we turn sharply into the wind. Now you back the jib to the port side, I'll back the main to starboard. That's good. Hold it, Hold it. We are backing now. Hold it. Slack off a bit. Good. Hold that. Wonderful. We are ready." We sheeted in the sails and headed for the slip. Every thing went as planned and we backed into her slip as slick as a whistle. A crowd gathered very rapidly as we secured the boat. A booming voice yelled, "Miz Farrell, that was beautiful. I've been Dock Master here thirty years and never saw it done before. It was just perfect. I would have sworn you had a motor if I didn't know better." "Thank you Charlie, I just found a new captain. Can he sail or what?" "Never seen better. I knew you were gonna wreck, I just knew it. Let me buy both of you a beer." Maryann grinned at me. "Do you have time? Please!" "I would really like that." I helped her on to the dock and we walked to the Yacht Club which overlooked the docks. We sat at a table and lots of people walked over and talked to Maryann. Everyone seemed to know and like her. She smiled and sat close to me and held my arm. She leaned to me and whispered in my ear. "Please forgive me, I want to make all those girls jealous." "I like it." I turned my head and smiled at her and kissed her softly on the lips. She giggled, "That was perfect." I leaned to her ear and said, "I'll kiss you again if you will promise to go out to dinner with me tonight." She pulled back and a slow smile lit up her face. "You have a deal John. Wait!" She pulled her purse out and dug in it and found a card that she wrote on for several minutes. "Here is my address and my phone number. Call me and we will settle on a time. OK?" "That sounds good to me." Later, about six o'clock I knocked on the door of a nice condo not far from the Yacht Club. The door opened and Maryann greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. She was wearing a large bulky Terrycloth robe. "Good evening John, Please forgive me, I'll be ready in just a few minutes. Make your self comfortable." I looked around the large living room. It was beautifully furnished. I walked and looked at a group of photos on a desk. Family, I guessed, there was a picture of Maryann with a huge black man. Then a picture of the man in a football uniform. Looked like the old Washington Redskins uniform. He had to be a lineman, huge. There were shots of two boys in various stages of growth. Good looking kids. "I'm ready now." I turned and saw a vision of loveliness and beauty. She wore a simple black dress with a scooped neckline, stockings and strappy black high heeled shoes. Her hair curled around her shoulders. She was absolutely gorgeous. "Wow." I walked to her and took her hand and gently turned her so I could admire the whole outfit. I was afraid my admiration would show in the bulge in my trousers. I said, "Maryann, you look lovely this evening. I really like the way you look." "Thank you, John. You look very handsome yourself. I like your suit. Silk?" "Yes. Raw silk. Very light weight and quite cool. It is nice on warm nights like this." "I think we look nice together. Shall we go?" "Yes, Ma'am, I am at your service. Where would you like to go?" "Do you like Italian?" "My lady, I like anything you like. You choose, I am new to the area. Educate me, please." "Fine, John, we will go to Torrelli's Grill. It is quite elegant and the food and service are superb. Plus, I have an ulterior motive." "Are you going to tell me your ulterior motive, or are you going to leave me to just wonder about it?" "Oh! Is this your SUV, it's very large." "Here, let me give you a hand up. Are you in?' "Yes, I'm fine." "I apologize, this is my only vehicle right now. I am in the middle of moving here and don't have everything here yet." "No need to apologize, it is quite comfortable and well appointed, it's a Lincoln isn't it?" "Yes, it is." We rode along for awhile according to her instructions. I looked to the west and saw the tail end of the sunset, the western horizon glowed bright red. I pointed it out to Maryann, "Look, you know the old saying don't you?" "Which one is that?" "The one that goes 'Red at night, Sailor's Delight. 'Red in the morning, Sailors take Warning." "I had forgotten that one, if I ever heard it. What does it mean?" "It means that a red sky at night means good weather is ahead, and that if the sky is red in the morning it signifies bad weather is ahead. It is meteorologically correct." "Really?" "Yes but I want to think it means we sailors are going to have a delightful time tonight." "I like your reading better, I think it is correct." She said we were getting close and I saw the sign and pulled in. A valet took the SUV and we entered the restaurant. "Mrs. Farrell, Good evening, it is so nice to see you again. Table for two?" "Yes, Hugo. That would be fine." We were seated and a waiter smiled at Maryann and asked if she would like her usual. She smiled and said that would be nice. I ordered a Captain and water. Maryann laughed, "That is my 'usual'." "Will you tell me now?" "What?" "You know what. Your ulterior motive." "Oh! That! Well I just wanted to show you off. My husband and I used to come here very often. My ex husband I mean." "Ah! I am a pawn in a plan to make him jealous. Right?" She quickly reached for my hand. "No, don't think that. I really want to enjoy your company in a place I like and am comfortable. Here I know the service and food will please us and I can concentrate on being with a good looking guy and having a good time. I will be pleased if some of my old friends see us and see I am still alive. You see, this is my first date since my divorce over a year ago." "I am honored, dear girl to be your first date. I am very proud to be your escort this evening. To be honest, this is my first date in years too. I was divorced about three years ago and you are the first woman I have met I wanted to be with. There is no way I can tell you how much I enjoyed our afternoon together. I hope we can do that again sometime soon." "Dear John, I loved it too. How about tomorrow afternoon?" "You have a date. I'll get a picnic lunch and a bottle of wine and we can sail off to far, far places. OK." "John, I love the way you think, but the lake is only six miles long at it's widest point." "If I am with you it will seem like a far exotic place." "You are a real sweet talkin' man. Momma told me to watch out for you guys." "Will my sweet talking get me any where?" "Sailor, you are right on course." I saw her look up and I thought I detected a trace of fear in her eyes. I waited and heard a loud voice say, "Hi Maryann, you look nice tonight." I looked up and recognized her ex-husband. She introduced us and he reached out a huge hand. I took it, letting my hand slid up and hook his thumb and grasp around the back of his hand near his wrist. He couldn't get a real grip on me. I said I was glad to meet him. He laughed and said, "Mr. Nelson, you are already famous around the Yacht Club. Evidently you and Maryann put on quite a show this afternoon." I grinned up at him and said, "I'm sorry you missed it, Maryann was splendid. I just followed her instructions. I was merely the crew. She was the skipper." "Bullshit! She ain't that smart." I looked him up and down, then smiled. "I don't know about that. It looks like she makes some very good decisions." "What the hell do you mean by that?" "Well she knows when to turn, which tack to sail on, and how to get where she wants to go." "Oh! Well yeah." "Nice to have met you. Have a nice evening. Please excuse us our meal is arriving." I sat back down and ignored him. Actually it was our drinks arriving, but there wasn't much he could say without appearing a total fool. Maryann smiled at me with a huge smile. She took my hand and asked, "Will you dance with me please." We danced several numbers. She pulled me close and whispered, "I loved the way you handled him. He thought he would hurt your hand but you outwitted him. You are really an old smoothie, Can I kiss you?" "Only if you are sure he is watching." "He hasn't taken his eyes off us since he got here." "You knew this would happen, didn't you?" "I hoped it would. I knew you could handle anything." "Why did you think that?" "Well, I knew you are very self-confident from this afternoon. Then I saw the insignia on the front of your SUV." "You knew what it was?" "Sure, it says right on it, U.S. Navy Seals." "You know about Seals?" "I have two young boys, they used to love to play 'Seals' and watch shows about them when ever they could. They are going to love you" "You want me to meet them?" "Only if you want it too!" "I would be honored." We ate a very nice meal. It was hard to really enjoy the meal because I must have been introduced to thirty or more people who stopped by our table to wish her well and say how good it was to see her. Even the owner came out and told her he had missed her and that he was so glad to see her our meal was on the house if she would promise to come back soon. Maryann looked at me, "I'll be back as soon as this man will bring me." I grinned at the owner and told him that as good as everything was, we would definitely be back soon. I asked him if they had a table in the kitchen. He looked puzzled and said they had a chef's table. I said, "Next time we are here, I would love to set there so we can enjoy your wonderful food without being bothered by all the friends of this beautiful and delightful lady who want to see her. They all must love her very much." "You are right, Sir, I will leave instructions either seat you there or in one of our small private dinning nooks. We all love her too. She is a very lovely lady and a dear friend to all of us." "Thank you, perhaps on our next visit we can sit at a table in the main room after we finish our meal." "Excellent idea, Sir." Maryann looked at me, "John, I am sorry my friends ruined your dinner. Please forgive me." "No, Dear Lady, I will not forgive you. You must be punished, you must suffer four of my best kisses on your delicious lips to pay for your crime." "Oh! No! Not that! I promise to be good." "Too late, you did the deed, now you have to pay." "Wait, there are some more people I know. If I wave them over how many more kisses will I get?" "You are incorrigible. You will have to endure hugs and caresses as well as the kisses." "Hey! Dorothy, how are you? Nice to see you too, Ted. Talk to you later." "That does it! You are in real serious trouble now." Maryann clapped her hands, "Oh! Goodie! I am in for it now. Take me home and punish me right away. I have been a very bad little girl." "That is just what I have in mind." We walked out and the SUV was there as if by magic. Damned good service. I tipped the valet twenty bucks. Maryann scooted over next to me on the seat and kissed my cheek as I drove. "I just loved our evening, John, you were perfect in every way. Handsome, well dressed, charming, entertaining and atentative to my every need." "Have all your needs been satisfied for the evening Dear Lady?" "Hell no! Not yet." "Do you think your ex is jealous enough now?" "Who cares, I haven't thought about him since you brushed him off so casually. All I can think about is you. I have never enjoyed being with anyone as much as I have with you. I just like being near you." "I love being with you too, my love." "Am I really?" "What?" "Your love." "I think so, yeah! I am damned sure you are!" We pulled up in front of her condo and she said, "Could I entice you in for a cup of coffee?" "I would love one." When we were in her apartment she put a large glass measuring cup full of water in the microwave and turned to me. "I am going to go put on something I can relax in." I removed my jacket and loosened my tie. I heard her heels on the kitchen floor and turned to see her standing in a sheer black negligee. I lost my breath. She was gorgeous. She still wore what appeared to be her lingerie from earlier, thigh high stockings, panties and bra, all of black lace and wispy sheer. She smiled, I hope I am not giving you the wrong idea by wearing this outfit." "I really hope you are not too. The idea I have is very erotic and I would be willing to skip the coffee." She giggled, "Let's go sit on the couch. Here let me take that tie and your jacket. There, doesn't that feel better." I ran and sat on the couch. "Wow, you are in a hurry it sit down, I was hoping for a hug first." "I'm sorry, girl. You have me so excited I just had to set down." "Really, let me see. Stand up, please." I looked in her eyes and saw her wet her lips with her tongue. I stood up and looked her in the eye then watched as her gaze drifted down to my crotch. She looked up at me. "We are both adult enough to not be embarrassed by that aren't we." "I'm not embarrassed" I said, "Any man would react to your beauty that way." "Why, thank you John, but you are the only man I want to react that way. Come and kiss me." After a passionate kiss she took my hand and led me down the hall to her bedroom. "John, I had promised myself this would not happen tonight. I don't want you to think I jump in every man's bed on the first date. You will be only my second man ever. I just need you so badly I can't wait. I have never been like this before." She stood before me and unbuttoned my shirt. She ran her hands over my chest. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. She pulled them down along with my under shorts. I kicked my shoes off and bent and threw my clothes aside. I stood nude before her. She put her hands on my hips and pulled me towards her. She looked me over carefully, then looked up at me. She looked very serious. She traced the scar on my chest with her finger tips. She ran the fingers along the scar on my thigh. "War?" she asked. I nodded. Tears ran from her eyes. "That was very close wasn't it?" she whispered. "I won't ever let you out of my sight again, you don't take care of your self." She pulled me closer and put her arms around me and held me tight, her head against my lower chest. She sobbed softly for a few minutes, then sniffled and rubbed her eyes. She stood and turned me with her hands and pushed me down to sit on the edge of the bed. She stepped back and tugged the bow holding her negligee closed. She dropped it from her shoulders. She reached behind her and unfastened her bra. She stepped closer to me and pulled her panties down. She was smoothly shaven. She slipped her shoes off and pushed me down on my back. She lay on top of me. She kissed me deeply, our tongues playing together. She tasted delicious. She pulled up, "Do you still want coffee?" Sailor's Delight "Later, right now I just want to look at you. I can't believe how perfect your body is. If I had the power to do so I wouldn't change a thing. I knew you were in great shape but you are magnificent, just unbelievable. May I kiss every bit of you?" "Yes, you certainly may. I would love that, hurry." I moved up over her body and gently kissed her lips, her eyes, ears, and nose then trailed kisses down across her chest to her breasts. I loved her nipples, they stood proud and erect. The areola formed the base of a cone shaped dark brown nipple It was an inch and a half long. I just had to suck it in my mouth. Mmmmmmm! Warn, soft yet firm. I pulled back and looked at it again, it appeared to be a half inch longer. I suckled at it for several minutes, her hands gently holding my head there. Then she moved me to the other breast. It was equally delicious. She was softly moaning. She pulled me up and kissed my mouth. I smiled at her, "I'm not through exploring yet." Her eyes widened. I slipped down between her legs. I looked at her sex and caressed her mound. Her inner lips were visible and were a dark brown almost black. The little hood over her clit was the same color. I caressed the soft satin skin of the inside of her upper thighs above the tops of her stockings. I ran my tongue over that skin too. I parted her legs more and opened her nether lips with my tongue. Her juices were beginning to seep out. I licked them up and ran my tongue inside her as deep as I could. She was mewing now, her fingers tightly holding my head. I withdrew a bit and ran my tongue up and down her open pussy. Her clit was right there and I thought she was ready for me to love it so I sucked it right in my mouth. Her legs quivered and trembled. "Oh! My God. That feels soooo Damned Goooood! Oh! Ahaghhh! Yes, Yes, Yes, I love that. I can't take anymore! I want you inside me. Please. I want you inside me now!" I moved up over her and her hand grasped my erection and guided him to her entrance. I slowly worked him in and out until he was slippery enough to slide all the way in. It was warm, moist and absolutely perfect for me. Her legs were spread wider than I thought possible. I plunged deep inside her, she answered each thrust with a thrust back against me. I was unable to control myself. My pelvis thumped rapidly against hers. I whispered, "Lover, I am about to cum inside you." "Yes, oh yes, cum inside me, I want to feel that." The tingle started and grew rapidly throughout body and I stiffened and moaned loudly as spurt after spurt of my semen shot inside her. I shuddered and fell on top of her. I lifted off her to roll beside her and her arms and legs held me in place. "NO! Please stay there inside me. I love the way it feels. I love your weight pressing on me. I can't tell you how much I love that." I couldn't believe what I felt, my erection was growing again. When he was fully erect I moved slowly and gently in and out. Her sheath was really slippery now and the sensation was super erotic. I covered her mouth with mine and tried to reach her tonsils with my tongue. I felt the tears running from her eyes and stopped everything. I looked at her, her eyes were closed tightly. "Are you OK? Did I hurt you?" "NO! Everything you have done has been wonderful. I am so happy I have to cry. You are a wonderful lover, way better than I thought it could ever be. I can't get enough of you." "Sugar, I am about to cum inside you again, then you will have had all I have to offer for a little while." "Oh good, I love to feel that, I really love it when you orgasm, it means you are pleased with me and that I pleased you. I want to please you other ways later, OK?" "Sugar, I am yours, to do with as you want. And you may consider punishment for your earlier transgressions served and your debt to society paid in full." "Well, I guess I must be on probation now then. I'll try and behave myself. Are you up for coffee now, how about we shower together first?" "Sounds great to me. I am so excited about being with you I know I won't sleep anyway." We showered and fixed coffees and sat, cuddled against each other and talked for hours and hours. We laughed and cried together over our past lives. Her marriage had not been that good. Her ex had cheated on her for years. She had known it, but could never catch him. The sex had been, and she giggled when she said it, 'vanilla sex'. She said, "Let me set you straight, John, Our sex tonight was wonderful and not 'vanilla' at all. I know you have heard the saying, 'Once you have black, you can never go back'. That is bullshit made up by black men. The black man I had could never compare to you as a lover, never." "Sugar, I have no way to compare, I think a lot of how good it feels has to do with how you feel about your partner and how important is to YOU to please THEM." "I think you are right, when I finally found one of Mark's playmates, I talked to her for a long time. She was very frank with me. She told me that Mark sort of worshiped me, like I was his Queen. I was high on a pedestal and he couldn't have nasty sex with me, he just felt it wasn't proper. He could screw his little playmates anyway he could think of though." "Sorry Sugar, I don't feel that way about you, I do respect you, and I adore you, but I think of you as a hot blooded woman and I want to please you anyway I can." "That is just what I want. I think it is a good way to feel about each other. Friends first, lovers second. But number two is right up there with number one." She giggled. "I do have one thing I am very firm about. I do not believe in cheating or lying, if I can't trust someone I do not want to be around them. I do not believe a relationship can survive without complete honesty and trust. If you will cheat you will steal. Cheating is a form of stealing to me, sorry, that's how I feel." She took my face between her hands, "I feel exactly the same way, even more so in a marriage. If your vows mean nothing, what does mean anything. I don't believe you should ever do anything that you wouldn't do if your partner was right there with you. If one lives by that they will have a strong relationship. So called innocent flirtation causes lots of problems. It often sends the wrong message to your partner and to the flirtee. Did I ever tell you what I do for a living?" "No, I don't think you have." "I am an attorney. And a damned good one too! I am the senior partner in a practice that has thirty lawyers in all. I mostly just advise now. I do not work very much any more." "Interesting, I just assumed you got child support and alimony from Mark. This is a lovely and expensive condo, I figure you got it along with the boat." "I got the condo and the boat but no money, I am worth way more than Mark. He blew all the big bucks from football." "Gee, I can't believe you are a lawyer, I didn't find anyplace you were slimy at all. Maybe a little wet and slippery, but not slimy, at least not with your slime." "You sound like a lawyer joke," she giggled. "MY favorite is: 'Do you know how to tell the difference between an attorney and an eel?' Answer: One is a slime sucking bottom feeder, the other is a fish.'" She smiled as she hit me hard on the arm. It hurt. She asked what my plans were. I told her I had a retirement from the Navy. I had invested well the last ten years and especially since my divorce. A friend had told me that land around Orlando would be a good investment so I had bought a lot of it seven or eight years ago. I had asked him where to buy. He said to pin a map of the county on the wall, close my eyes and throw a dart at it. If it stuck and the property was for sale, buy it. I hadn't done exactly that but I had done very well by studying the map and a book of aerial photos while I was at sea or deployed overseas. I looked for areas I thought were in places that would develop soon. I guessed right most of the time. I had made a small down payment on a large tract when the rates were low and was still making payments on it. I had a recent offer on it that would more than make me a lot of money. It would make me very well off indeed. I was currently looking for a place to live, I was renting a suite of rooms at the Hampton Inn. Maryann stared at me for a long time. She put her hand on mine, "John, I know this is presumptuous of me, but would you consider moving in with me? Here!" "What?" "You heard me, move in with me please." "Are you sure?" "Damned sure." "Let me think about it for a while, OK." "How long do you need to think about it?" "I gave you my answer. I said 'OK'." "Wow, you didn't think very long." "Was it a trick question. Do I want to live with the most beautiful and charming girl in the world or stay alone in a motel. It wasn't tough to come up with a fast answer. Seriously though, how will your kids handle it? Me being a 'honky' and all." "Well, they are not prejudiced at all. And they have been urging me to find a man." "Good, I hope they like me. I plan on us being together for a long, long, time." "I know they will love you. Instead of going sailing tomorrow let's move you in." "I would love that. Do I get my own room?" She smiled at me for a long time. "Only if you want one. I was going to make room for you in my room and bath if that's OK." "Another trick question. OK, you just got a roomy." She grinned and pulled my face to hers and kissed my lips. "You just made me very happy, John." "I swear that I will try to keep you happy." Living with Maryann was delightful. A couple of days a week she would dress in her conservative suits with knee length skirts, two inch heels and she would go to her office. I would go there about noon and take her out to lunch. She would be home by five and start peeling her clothes off before she was in our room where I always awaited her, lying nude on the bed. She would squeal and run to kiss me. I would finish undressing her and we would make love, and then sip wine. I was very much in love with her. She said she loved me too. I knew she wanted to see how her sons liked me before we committed any further. She told me their names were Micah and Isaiah. I liked them the minute they walked in the door. She had been telling them about me for weeks. She never told them I was white. They grinned at me and we shook hands. They were both large young men. I said, "I know I am not what you guys expected. I won't hold your color against you. I want you guys to know I love your mother with all my heart. I love everything about her. I intend to ask her to marry me, with your approval." Before they could say anything Maryann ran from our bedroom and hugged and kissed them both. She held their hands and smiled at them. "I see you met John. He is a very light skinned nigger." "Momma!" "I will tell both of you right now, I love him. We plan to marry soon so just learn to like him, he will be around for a long, long time." "He all ready told us that Mom, we are good with that. We just want you to be happy. He seems like a cool dude, we see no problem with that." We sat and talked for a while, we had a nice lunch and got to know each other a little better. They asked if they could borrow her BMW to go visit some friends. I said, "No." Their heads swung towards me. "The BMW is too small for you big guys, take my Navigator," and I tossed one of them the keys. "Thank you Pop. Thanks a lot." "It has all the bells and whistles, I think you guys can figure them out, The handbook is in the glove box with the insurance papers and the registration." The two of them smiled at me. Then Maryann hugged them then stood by my side with her arm around my waist. When they left she smiled up at me and kissed me, tears were in her eyes. "Thank you Dearest. That was very nice of you." "Hell, I'm a damned nice guy." "I know, I really do know that. Would you take me to Torrelli's Grill tonight?" "I will if you call and make reservations." "Start getting dressed and I will call, lover." I checked and ran a razor over my face quickly and jumped in the shower. I was out before she came in and said we had a table reserved. She was ready in no time. We took her BMW to the place and were greeted at the door. We were escorted into the kitchen and seated at a table there. Maryann was very happy and grinned as the chef asked how he could please us. I smiled at him, "Please surprise us with samples of your favorite dishes." He smiled back, "Excellent choice Sir." We were treated to an excellent selection of appetizers. I loved the oysters on the half shell. Maryann had never tried one before but was brave and did everything I did and threw her head back and even chewed as long as I did before she swallowed. She looked surprised. "I liked that, it was quite good. I am going to try the other one." We mirrored each other and ate the next ones. "Mmmmm! I didn't know what I was missing. Do you know what it felt like?" I grinned and laughed at her. "Yes, I sure do. But I think these tasted better." "I disagree. Yours tastes better." "OK, but no lemon slices or hot sauce in bed with us." She covered her mouth with her hands and giggled so much tears ran from her eyes. God! She was adorable. Breaded and deep fried baby artichokes were the next appetizers. We both enjoyed them. The entrée was small dishes of Spaghetti with peppers and Italian sausage, baked Ziti, Calamari, Lasagna, chicken Parmesan, manicotti, ravioli, and a seafood Alfredo. Everything was very, very good. We were just finishing when the owner greeted us. We raved over the food and the service. He was tickled that we had enjoyed it so much. I stood and embraced him and told him we were happy had been able to really savor and enjoy each bite. He grinned and told us to always call ahead and he would love to have us in his kitchen. He said he had a table out front reserved for us when we were ready. We told him we were ready and followed him out and were seated. We had coffee and desert and greeted the parade of friends that wanted to say hello to Maryann. Even Mark, her Ex stopped by and shook my hand gently. He smiled at me and said, "My sons stopped by my place and said you were a real cool dude and their Momma was very happy with you. I am very happy to hear that. Thank you." He bent over and kissed Maryann's cheek and whispered something in her ear." She looked up at him and I watched a tear run down her cheek. I excused myself and went to the men's room. When I returned I didn't see Maryann anywhere. I sat at the table and waited for about ten minutes before she and Mark returned. I hoped I didn't show how I felt. Maryann wasn't fooled for a second. She reached over and took my hand, "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you got back. I love you with all my heart. Mark wanted me to see his Mother and Father. I just had to go, I still love them. They almost disowned Mark when we got a divorce. Please forgive me." I smiled at her. "I don't own you my love. I am just a very possessive guy. I get jealous, I tried not to show it, was I that obvious?" "No Dear, you looked calm as anything, I just knew how I would feel if you did that to me." She asked me if I were ready to go. I nodded. She took my hand and led me over to a table on our way out. Mark was there and I was introduced to his Mother and father and his girl friend. She looked like a young hooker, dressed to display her wares. His father shook my hand and smiled at Mark. He said, "I told ya these honky guys were real studs, you wouldn't listen." I leaned towards him and softly said, "It's you old guys we all have to look out for." His gold teeth lit up the room with his smile. Maryann led me off. She looked up at me, "I love you more and more each day. I can't wait to get you in bed." The woman who was ahead of us turned and laughed, "Why Maryann, I never would have believed you would ever say something like that." She held my arm and said, "I've never had a man like this before." "Oh! My! Lucky girl." We were home in no time and Maryann wanted to make love before her boys got home. She ran for the bedroom and we stripped after I locked the door. She was very hot and excited. She didn't want much of the foreplay she usually enjoyed she went right for my cock and started giving me a blow job. She was very good at pleasing me by now. She knew just what to do to please me. She took me right to the edge and kept me there. I pushed her back on the bed and moved right up over her. She was already very wet and I slipped right inside her. "Did seeing Mark make you this hot?" I asked. She jerked back, "NO, NEVER, thinking of this all evening made me hot. I want only you dearest man, you are my love and soul mate." "In that case hold on to your teeth, I am going to fuck your brains out." I pounded into her for all I was worth. She squealed in her pleasure and shook like a leaf. Her juices gushed forth and her eyes rolled back. I pulled her legs in front of my arms and lifted her little butt higher off the bed giving me a little better angle. I worked in a bit deeper, pistoning in and out of her like a mad man. She was screaming at the top of her lungs. Boy was she loud. I kissed her and she loved it. I gritted my teeth and tried to think of something else to prolong this lovely feeling. It didn't work worth a damn, she just felt so unbelievably good, hot wet and slippery. She worked on my cock with her vaginal muscles so that it felt as if she were milking me. It must have been a reflex action because she seemed to have lost control of all her other muscles. Her arms and legs were jerking and jumping, She was drooling and mumbling incoherently. My climax overwhelmed me and I pulsed squirt after squirt of cum into her sweet pussy. I flopped on the bed beside her and pulled her close and pulled the covers over us. She put her hand on my cheek and turned my face toward her. Her lips pressed gently against mine. We lay like that for a long time, I couldn't remember feeling so snug and content. Maryann lifted her head, "Coffee in bed or the den?" "The den. After a quick shower." We were cuddled together on the couch in our robes, sipping our coffee, when the boys walked in. "Here are your keys, thanks a lot, we like your wheels." "You guys keep the keys until you go back north. Sit down and tell us how your evening went." "We went and saw Dad and Grand Mom and Grand Dad and met his bimbo." "Maryann covered her mouth with her hand and giggled." "That is probably nice compared to what they call me." I laughed. They looked startled, "No! We call you MOD, or MOD Man, or Johnboy, but that's all." "MOD Man?" "All the dudes call their step-dads that. It means 'My Other Dad'." "Well," I said, "It's better than a name ending in HEAD." Everyone laughed. We told them we had seen their Dad, his girl friend and his folks at Torrelli's. They wanted to know if the food was still outstanding. We said it was. Maryann said she hated to be a party pooper but she was tired and had to get up early. "I know this will embarrass you guys, but John has to go with me. I just can not sleep at all anymore unless he is beside me. Sorry, but that is how it is." Mica smiled, "I think that is very sweet, I hope someone will feel that way about me someday." "They will, son, they sure will." "MOD Man, would you like to go sailing with us tomorrow morning, we were told by our dad that you are the best he ever heard of." I looked at Maryann, she nodded. "Have the boys drop you off for lunch if you get home in time, call me on your cell phone an let me know when you are back in any case." "I will Dear." "Before you go could we please ask you one thing?" I said sure. Sailor's Delight "Were you a Navy Seal?" "Yes, for twenty years." "Wow! See I told ya Micah. Can you really kill someone with your bare hands?" "I guess I still can, but is so messy I prefer to use a weapon of some kind. There are hundreds of weapons right in this room that can kill a man." "No Shit!" "I'll show you some things sometime, now I have to take your Momma to bed for her beauty sleep." "One other thing, we were talking and we were wondering if it would be alright if we call you Pop. We call our real father Dad and we would like to call you Pop." "Boys, I would be very honored if you would call me Pop."