6 comments/ 38770 views/ 17 favorites Flats Hunter By: Grey Eagle 286 I saw her coming toward the plane after I had secured the cooler in the rear seat. She couldn't be my angler, I was expecting a man. She was definitely headed for the plane and was carrying a rod case and a tackle box. She walked up and stood in front of me. "Are you Captain Tag Gordon?" "I am, and you must be Mack Anniston." "Correct." "Here, let me stow your gear in the plane, do you have more things?" "Yes the driver is bringing the other bags." She had a sweet and melodious voice, but I couldn't tell much more about her. She was tiny. She wore boat shoes, old jeans, a white man's shirt, a white canvas hat with a wide brim, dark glasses and had a patch of white zinc oxide on her little nose. The top of her hat only came up to shoulder height on me. A man arrived and handed me a duffle bag and a makeup case. I stowed all her gear and smiled at her, "Are you ready to go?" She grinned and said, "Lets go." "Use this spray rail as a step, Here is a hand hold. Put your right or left foot up first, then bring the other foot up. Then put your left foot in the cockpit, step on the seat if you need to. Here let me give you a hand, you'll be fine once you get the hang of it." I gave her a little boost and she was in. I went to the other side of the plane and climbed in myself. I leaned over to see if she was strapped in right. She was. She had her headset on and adjusted. I pulled the hatch down and latched it. I settled in my seat and strapped in. I started the engine and closed my hatch. When my head set was on I looked at her and asked if she could hear me. She gave me a smile and said. "Loud and clear, Captain, do you want me to read you the check list while we taxi?" "Hey, you sound like you know what is going on, that would be a help, I'll call for taxi instructions first." I called the tower and got the instructions and gave the engine a little burst of power and we were rolling. She read the check list in a professional manner and I asked, "what ratings do you have." She looked at me and grinned, "Single, and multi, commercial and instrument." "Ok, you have the aircraft, it does have brakes on both sides." She taxied to the runway and held short, while I called for takeoff. The tower gave us clearance and she looked both ways and pulled out and lined up with the runway, I nodded to her and she pushed the throttle forward and we were rolling. She was good, smooth as silk. I called the tower and told them we were off, VFR to the Marquesas Keys. I retracted the landing gear. "Have a nice day Tag, catch one for me. Key West Tower out." I told her to turn to a heading of about 265 and level at 1500 feet. I said in my most professional voice, "Welcome to Gordon Airway Flight 2404, we will be cruising at an altitude of 1500 feet today, the arrival time is unknown as we may scout for fish on the way. Thank you." "Oh the water is so beautiful from up here, look at that school of big fish, are they tarpon?" "You are right, there must be a hundred fish in that school. See the skiff working them, looks like a fly fisherman." "Can we try that?" "Sure can, if you want, you are the boss. Pull back on the throttle some, as slow as you are comfortable with. We can see better. See the bone fish on that f lat at one o'clock. They look like they are walking don't they." "They do. The water is so clear it is impossible to tell where it stops. Is that the Marquesas up ahead?" "Yes and that speck in the center of Mooney Harbor is our home for the next three days. Do you want to over fly it and see the Dry Tortugas." "Not now, I want to go fishing." "Good girl." I switched channels on the radio and called, "Flats Raider, Tag here, We are about five out. Do you have a skiff ready, we have an angler hot to trot." "Roger Tag, you know we do. We have you in sight." "Do you want to land , Mack?" "No, you have the plane, I want to go fishing, I wait six months to go fishing, and I AM hot to trot." I took the controls and handed her the check list. "Read the one that says 'Water landing'." She read the list after giving me a dirty look. I greased the plane onto the water and taxied to the big house boat. Three flats skiffs hung from a boom on the starboard side. A boom on the port side trailed a buoyed line for us to pick up. I opened my hatch and got out the collapsible boat hook and got the line on the first try. I pulled us in and we were along side the door in the stern rail of the houseboat. A large redheaded woman secured the plane to the boat and I shut down the engine. Mary, the redhead, reached down and lifted Mack from her seat. "Howdy, Mam, How was yer flight with that clown." "It was as smooth as glass except for the landing." "Mack, this Mary, she runs the show out here, if you need anything at all, ask her." "I need someone to take me fishing." "Well, get in the boat, if you want to go without your rods and tackle." I said, smiling at her. I reached in the plane and handed out her gear to Mary. Mary handed the tackle to an older man who put it in the boat nearest the house boat. I looked at him and asked, "Is my gear and the cooler ready to go?" "Ya know danged well everythin' is ready, why da ya even ask?", I helped Mack into the skiff and went forward and untied the boat. The four stroke outboard fired right up, as I knew it would. I knew Billy had it warmed up for me. I backed away from the mother boat and popped the skiff up on the plane and ran out of the south east pass from Mooney Harbor then opened her up for the five mile run to Boca Grande Key. I had seen some fish working the ocean side as we came in. I slowed the boat a hundred yards out and idled toward the south flat. "Got your gear ready?" "Not yet, give me a couple minutes." "I'll move in close and then pole in, I can scout some while you get ready." "I'm almost ready now, what kind of fly do you like?" "Try one of Billy's Green Crab Specials, there are some in a plastic box under the port seat. Yeah, that's them." I had shut the motor down and picked up the poling pole and mounted the poling platform. Looking ahead I scanned the flat and thought I saw a fish working toward us. "I think there is a fish at eleven o'clock about a hundred yards out, got him?" "NO, I don't see him." "Do you see the dark spot from the shadow of a cloud at eleven?" "Yes." "OK, he is just this side of it moving left to right, are you ready to cast?" "I'm ready, I see it now. I see his tail and fin now." "I'm turning to the right, wait, wait, now put the fly about four feet in front of him. Beautiful cast, perfect, let it sink, now, a one inch twitch. He sees it, he is going down on it. Ready, He's got it, hit him hard. He is on, Great work." I jumped down and stowed the push pole and fired up the motor and slowly followed the fish. Mack fought the fish like a pro. He was out two hundred yards and still running, I increased my speed and watched as Mack started to gain line. Now we could see him well, I put the boat in neutral, and watched her fight the fish. It was moving slowly toward the boat bearing to the right. "Mack, switch your rod to the left side of your body and make him go left. Good, good. He is headed left now, switch back and make him go right again, perfect, they hate that, it wears them down quicker than anything." I watched as she worked the fish in to the boat, "Careful he will spook when he sees the boat, there he goes. Damn well done, girl, work him back in. Make him switch directions, Good girl, you are really good. Wear him down, girl, he only weighs about a third of what you do, put it to him. You have him whipped now. Lead him past me and I will tail him. Ooops! Missed him, Not your fault, bring him back to me. Got him." I held the fish and saw the grin grow on her face. She pulled out her pliers and got the hook out. She put her rod down and I saw her hands shaking. "Sit down on the bow and hold the fish while I snap a picture or two." She held the fish and I got a shot. "Hey, take your hat and glasses off so people will know who you are." I looked into the view finder and into the bluest eyes I had ever seen, set in the most beautiful face I had ever seen. I almost forgot to snap the pictures. "OK, Let me put him back, alright, Mack, look at him go. Good job, girl, shake hands, a high five too. Sit down and rest a bit. You look pale, are you OK?" She sort of slumped toward me, I caught her and hugged her to me, then eased her down on the seat. I reached in the cooler and got a water bottle out and spilled some on my clean hand towel and wiped her face with it. Her eyes fluttered and she smiled at me and shivers ran up and down my spine. She was even more beautiful up close. It was all I could do to keep from kissing her. "How do you feel, girl. Here drink some water. Your hands are still shaking. Can I do anything?" "I don't know what is wrong with me. Overly tired I guess." "We are going back to the mother ship, you need rest, here lay on the seat and put your head on my lap." I fired the engine and popped up and ran full speed for home. I pulled out the VHF handheld and called Billy, I told him the problem and told him to have Mary standing by to help Mack to her bunk. In five minutes I eased the skiff along the mother ship and killed the engine. I picked Mack up and handed her to Mary. I handed the lines to Billy and ran after Mack and Mary, I pulled the covers down on the bed without noticing that it was my bed she was putting the girl in. Mary looked at me and said, "Scoot, get outta here, I'll take care of her." About ten minutes later Mary came out of my cabin. She smiled at me, "She is gonna be fine, She is just exhausted, she told me she has been up for thirty hours, and that she just fought a good permit on the fly." "She sure did, she is very, very good with the long rod. She whipped that permit as fast as a two hundred pound man. I guess it wore her out. Isn't she beautiful." "You don't know the half of it, sonny." "Would it be alright if I went in and checked on her?" "Sure, just don't disturb her." I sat beside the bed and watched her sleep. She was gorgeous. I picked up the little hand on the bed and kissed it, her lips curved in a smile. I gently put the hand back down and watched her sleep. After a while Mary looked in and I got up and went out. "Ya been sittin in there for three hours watchin' that girl sleep like some moon struck kid. She ain't for you. Don't get you heart broke again." "How do you know, Mary. Maybe she…" "No maybe, Tag, she is not for you. Listen, I have been with you through two wives, this one ain't for you either." "Maybe you are right. I promise I wont be a fool again." I sat on the stern deck in a lounge chair watching pelicans dive into school of bait fish. A voice beside me said, "Thank you for taking care of me this afternoon." I turned and saw Mack standing beside me. "Hey, I was glad to help. If you have the time we won't count today as one of your three days, it's not fair you have to pay me for sitting on my butt." "Tag, I want you to know I had the most wonderful day of my life today. That permit was spectacular. I can't believe I caught him." "Hey, you deserved to catch him. You made a perfect cast. You dropped that fly exactly where I said to put it. You twitched it just right, you fought the fish perfectly. You did every thing as well or better than any angler I have ever had. You are damn good. I would love to guide you in a tournament, we would tear them up." "Tag, book me for one and I will be here. I would love that, I really would." "Well wait until you are ready to go home, you may change your mind. I can be real grouchy." "I just don't believe that." "Hey you guys! Dinner." I helped Mack up and we went to dinner. Since there were just the four of us I asked if she minded Mary and Bill eating with us. "Not at all, I would love to hear more stories about you." "Stories about me? Ha! Don't believe these two. They think I don't know my ass from a teakettle. Tell us about you, Mack, Are you married, have kids, where you learned to fish so well?" "No, I am not married right now." "You make it sound so casual.' I said. She looked up at me. "You are right, I guess it always has been, I have two kids, a boy and a girl. I love them dearly, I wish I had more time for them. Would you like to see my pictures, I usually don't know anyone this long with out showing them my darlings. My dad taught me to fish. He was a trout and salmon fisherman, loved to hunt too, he always wanted to fish salt water but never made it. He would have loved today." I saw a tear in her eye. "You miss him a lot, don't you." "Yes I do, he was a wonderful man. How about you Tag, are you married, kids?" "Not currently, have been twice, one kid, but I rarely get to see him, I am a bad influence on him because I don't have a regular job. I just fish." She looked at me and giggled, "You just fish. I called every big name angler I ever heard of. Asked them all the same question, 'Who is the best salt water fly guide in Florida?' I asked nine people and all but one named you. You are the best at this game." I looked at Bill and then at Mary, "See! Someone out there likes me." Bill laughed, "He gonna have a swolled up head fer a month, won't be fit to be around." "Don't brag on him," Mary said, " he gets to believing that shit and we won't hear the end of it." "I say what I feel, I think he is the best." Mary placed large plates piled with broiled fish, French fries and a salad of lettuce and thick slices of tomato. There were dishes of tartar sauce and a homemade dressing. Mack took a bite of the fish and looked at Mary, "What kind of fish is this, it is delicious, flaky, juicy and wonderful." Mary laughed, "Honey, you caught one today." "Permit? I didn't know people eat them" Bill said, "Don't know 'bout other people, but I do, ever chance I get." When everyone was finished Mack complimented Mary again on a wonderful meal. I told them I agreed with Mack. I was going to go out on the stern deck and sip a Crème de Menthe frappe and relax before bed. I mixed two frappes and gave one to Mack and went out on the deck. I sat on the stern bench and she came out and sat beside me. I put my arm around her and she snuggled beside me. I put my nose in her hair and breathed her heady fragrance. I looked at her and said "I love the way you smell." "I love the way you smell too! I know now that I slept in your bed. I dreamed of you the whole time I was asleep." "You did, nightmares, right?" "Not really, more like erotic mares. I don't know why." "Hummm, I can't even think about that." " Me either, It was delightful though." "You were probably thinking about the permit, right." " Not really." " Tomorrow morning. First light. Tarpon flats. Ok? May I have a good night kiss?" "I would love it." I pulled her to me and pressed my lips gently to hers, her lips parted and I inserted my tongue and found her's. It was heaven. She broke away and said, "I need my rest." I watched her go into my room and I found another bed after a heart wrenching debate with myself. The next morning we had a quick breakfast and headed for Little Mullet Key across glass smooth waters. The four stroke wound out and the GPS said we were doing seventy miles an hour. We were there in no time, Mack looked up at me and smiled, "You are really a hot rodder this morning, I thought we were going to get airborne." "If there were some waves we might. Did you sleep well?" "Like a log, I apologize for stealing your bed again, I just knew I would sleep better there. I was right. That smell of yours makes me feel so relaxed and secure, I just fall right to sleep." I had to smile, "Gosh if I were in the bed you would be asleep before your head hit the pillow." She grinned up at me, melting my heart, and said, "I doubt that." I shut the motor off, grabbed the pole and climbed on the platform. I eased us along slowly, the sun was not quite high enough for good visibility into the water. I spotted some fish wakes a ways off but couldn't tell what they were. Mack pointed to the right, "Is that tarpon rolling?" "Sure is. I saw their wakes a second ago. We'll try to intercept them. Do you have that Pink Smith Tarpon Streamer tied on your 12 weight outfit?" "Yes, sir. I am all set." "There is a good sized pod of fish. When I tell you, cast as far as you can across in front of them and use foot long or better strips of the line. Hit it when I tell you. As hard as you can, they have a hard mouth. Steady, girl, we are almost there. Go for it. Beautiful cast. Strip a little faster. One sees it. Hit him, again. Oh! Shit. He spit it out. Roll cast it out in the pod. Good shot, Hit it! Again. You have a hook up. I'm coming down." Six feet of silver fish leaped into the air twenty feet in front of the boat. "That's right , bow to the King." I yelled as she dropped the tip of her rod while the fish flopped about in midair. The tarpon hit the water and seemed to bounce off of it, he was back in the air so soon. The fish made a short run and jumped again and again. Then the line went slack. Mack turned slowly and looked at me, She dropped her head, her arms hanging down in defeat. It broke my heart. I took the rod from her and quickly wound in the line. Then I took her in my arms and held her tight, "Sweetheart, you did everything exactly right, perfect. No one could have done better. We only average landing one out of five hook ups. We will get another one on. Please don't cry." She looked up at me and I saw the moisture in her eyes, she stamped her little foot, "Damn, I thought I had him. Wasn't he beautiful? Did you see him jump? WOW! I thought salmon were tough." "Dear girl. That fish out weighed you by about thirty pounds and was a foot and a half longer. I imagine a one hundred and twenty pound salmon might scrap a bit too." "Kiss me, and then we will do it again." I pressed my lips to hers and felt her tongue search for mine. It was a soft and gentle kiss. I loved every second of it. I knew she had to feel how it was affecting me. In a few more moments I wouldn't need the pole. We both pulled back and looked at each other. "Wow!" I said. Mack smiled and said, "Double wow! What are we going to do about this? I know it won't stop here." "I don't want it to stop, do you?" She smiled again, "I don't think we can stop even if we want to." "Girl I want you in a proper bed, preferably mine, as soon as possible, OK? Let's catch you a tarpon." We did just that and it was a giant, I took plenty of pictures and we headed back for lunch. After lunch, I looked Mack in the eyes and licked my lips a little, I told Bill and Mary we were going to take a nap. I took Mack by the hand and led her to my cabin. I watched as she removed her shirt, then reached behind her to untie her bikini top. The bra fell from perfect globes topped by pink nipples that pointed like fingers. I slipped off my T and dropped my shorts and briefs. She looked at my erection while she pulled down her jeans and little panties. She was clean shaven. Her body was absolutely the most perfect I had ever seen. She was so well proportioned that her tiny size was not apparent. Mack smiled and walked to me, pressing her incredible body to mine. We kissed for several moments then I picked her up and put her on the bed. I just stood and looked down at her, "I just don't know where to start, it all looks delicious, yummy." She laughed, "Kiss me then we will each explore the other, OK?" I slipped on the bed beside her and kissed her deeply while my hands roamed her fantastic body. I loved the soft, firm, feel of her breasts, I felt the long nipples and rubbed them between my thumb and forefinger until they stood like little soldiers at attention. I couldn't wait, I moved to take one in my lips. Mack moaned a little as I gently sucked it into my mouth. I ran my tongue back and forth over the warm rubbery nipple, then moved to the other one. I felt her little hands moving over my body. She grasped my shaft and ran her hand over it, feeling the head then moving down to cup my balls. Her touch was as light and gentle as a feather but seared into my soul like a hot iron. I returned to her lips and savored the taste of her. She was gently purring now and the sound thrilled me to know I was pleasing her. I pulled away and slipped down and looked at her shaven pussy. I parted her legs and lay between them. I kissed and licked the pouty outer lips exposing more of the pink folds of the inner lips. I pulled them into my mouth, she shivered and pulled my head harder against her pussy. I kissed up to the little hood over her clitoris and sucked as much as I could between my eager lips. Now I lapped at her sweet juices that flowed from her vagina. She was humming louder now and I rose up and moved up over her hips and kissed her mouth again. I felt her little hand grasp my cock and place it at the entrance to her love channel, I pressed forward. She felt very tight at first, then it slipped on in. Mack gasped, "Oh! I love it. Oh! My God. Love me, love me hard and deep. Oh Tag, I love you. I really do, You are better than I dreamed last night. God you are good." I tried to say something really smooth but I was thrusting as fast as I could and I knew I was going to cum very soon. She was shaking and jerking and she felt me reaching my climax too. Flats Hunter We came together. And I thought my heart would stop with the joy I felt. I lay beside her and pulled her as close as I could. I whispered. "That was my best ever, by way far. I think I love you." She snuggled against me, "I think I love you too. In fact I am damned sure I do." We fell asleep holding each other. I awoke and looked at her sleeping, she looked absolutely adorable. I was in love and I knew it. She turned and looked at me. "Tag, what's wrong? You are crying." "What the hell am I going to do when you leave me day after tomorrow?" "Oh! My God! I have the same problem you know. I must go back for a while, I have my kids, and a career to end before I can be with you always, you could come with me or join me. I do love you Tag. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I have prior legal and moral obligations I must take care of first. Some may take months to take care of. I promise you, my Darling, I will not be away from you more than a few days at a time. I won't be able to stand it any longer than that. I need to know so many things about you, do you have a home other than this boat? Can you get away from here for a few days or weeks. Do you need money at all?" "I have a nice little place a few miles from Key West. It is on it's own island, only a few acres, but it has it's own boat slips and a seaplane ramp. I don't need any money and I have one more charter then I am off for three months." "What, three months?" She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me 'til I forgot our problems. We finally lay back, "Mack, I have to tell Mary and Bill about us. They are like family, really the only one I have anymore, although I do think I have prospects for changing that soon." "You sure do, big guy. I am going to change all that as quick as I can drag you in front of a preacher." "You don't have to drag me far, Bill is an ordained minister." "You are kidding me. Can he marry us this afternoon?" "I think we would have to go to Key West to legalize it. We will have to talk to Bill. They are going to think we are crazy, we have only known each other for a day." "I am crazy, crazy in love with you." I smiled at her, "Lets get dressed and go talk to them." We walked out on the stern and and saw Mary and Bill together. They looked at us and Mary said, "No, I don't believe this. You were right, Bill, they are in love." "Bill, can you legaly marry us?" "Just for the next couple of days, or for good?" Mack grinned, "You old fox, I want him forever, and ever, Amen." "I can legally marry you two right now. But you will have the have the licenses and blood tests before it is final. I can have all that set up for tomorrow morning if you are serious." I looked at the most beautiful woman in the world and said, "I am." She smiled and said, "I am too." "Wait, just a second." Said Mary, " No, I am not going to lecture you on how short a time you two have known each other. I can,t do that because Bill and I knew each other for about four hours before we got married. That was thirtyfive years ago." Mary looked at Mack and asked, "Does he know who you are?" Mack smiled at her and said, "I don't think he has a clue." I looked at the three of them, "What is going on, all I know is that I want this girl to be my wife, more than anything in the world." Mack looked at Mary, "Do you want to tell him for me, I hope he will still have me." My heart stood still. Mary saw I was about to die and said, "Hey, breathe damn it, everything will be fine. Have you ever heard of Mackie Ann Stone." "You mean the Country Music star? That's you?" I stared at here for a bit. "Hell, then it's all off." Mack put her face in her hands and started sobbing. I grabbed her and kissed her. "I was just paying you guys back for almost giving me a heart attack. It changes nothing, except I have to find out what name to use. Darling and Sweetheart and maybe Baby will get us by for now." She looked at me and melted my heart again, God I loved her! She smiled, "I told you the truth, my real name is Mackinze Elizabeth Anniston. When I got my first job I told them my name was Mack E. Anniston . When I saw the bill boards they said Mackie Ann Stone. I was stuck with it." Mary said "Aren't you gonna call your lawyer and get a prenuptial agreement drawn up." "No, is he?" Mary stood and reached out and pulled Mackie to her breast. "I think I love you too little gal. I think you deserve each other, you are both straight shooters. Tag would die before he took a dime from you." "I pray this is forever. There will never be another for me. He is a real man, not a makebelieve actor like I married twice before. They wanted to ride my name to stardom. Even with that edge they couldn't make it. They were all an illusion, Tag is real and I knew after yesterday evening when I half invited him into his own bed, and he knew I was still worn out. He slept somewhere else. He cares. I knew then I loved him far, far more than anyone I ever met. My mom will love him to pieces, she really will. I had erotic dreams about him all night, this morning all I could think about was how to get him in bed. I could smell him in his bed the whole night long, it was wonderful. Listen to me rattle on, like a love sick girl, which I guess I am." "Well," Bill said, "I went and got my old Bible. Mary is a whitness. Are you ready?" Bill read from his Bible and we held hands and at the appropriate time I slipped my mother's wedding ring on her finger. We were man and wife, I couldn't believe it. This gorgeous creature was my wife. Mary said, "Tag take your bride and get some bathing suits on and go dive up some lobsters for your wedding dinner. I don't have anything special on hand." I grinned at Mackie, "Would you like that?" "Yes I would, I swim good, and I can snorkle along pretty well." Half an hour later we idled along in ten feet of water until I saw some likely looking bottom. I anchored down current and threw a trailing line out the back of the skiff. I helped her get her gear on and put mine on too. "Just roll over backwards, holding your mask." I brought a net bag and wore gloves and carried a bully net and a tickle stick. We swam up current and I saw a small niggerhead with black antenna sticking out from under it. I pointed it out to my wife. (God that sounded good.) We swam down and I showed her the lobsters under the coral head. Her eyes grew huge and we surfaced. We treaded water and I told her to just float on the surface, hold the mesh bag, and watch me. I made a surface dive and tickled out the biggest lobster and netted him. I swam to her and transfered the lobster to the bag and dove again. In no time I had eight nice crawfish and we swam back to the skiff, I climbed in and reached down and lifted her into the boat. She pulled off her mask an squealed with glee. "You are like a fish. Gosh! You are something, you are a hunter on these flats." I kissed her cold lips and pulled down her bra and nibbled at her cold erect nipples. She gave me a sleepy grin. "Take me home, Darling, you make me all hot." Dinner was exquisite, Mary out did herself. She found a few shrimp Bill had saved for bait and she made a shrimp stuffing for the lobsters. She broiled the split, stuffed lobsters, made twice baked potatoes and whipped up a garden salad. She had fresh rolls and gobs of melted butter. I told her I had never tasted better. Mackie was ecstatic, she ate two lobsters and one of my rolls. Mary beamed. "That little thing can really put it away. How do you stay so tiny and slim." "I work out some but mostly it is my metabolism I guess, I never seem to put on weight. Your cooking is devine, I have eaten in many of the best restraunts in the world, and I have never tasted better. Every thing was perfect." I grinned at Mary, "I agree with my darling wife." Mackie looked at me, "Can these two live with us when we get settled down?" I looked at Bill and Mary, they stared back. "I wouldn't have it any other way. We have to have someone to take care of us." Tears ran from their eyes. I was happy. Then my wife hit me with another supprise, "Are you current in the Lear 25?" she asked. "I saw you looking at the one parked next to you in Key West." I answered that I had never been in one. She grinned and said, "Darling you now own one. That one was mine, now it is ours." "A Learjet. What? How? Why did you act like you came in something else?" "I don't like all the extra attention you get if people think you are wealthy. I'm sorry, if I had known you I would not have done it." "How long is the school for the Learjet?" "I think for you a week or two. It took me three weeks. You should do it in one or two." I looked at this girl-woman I had married, "What other suprises do you have for me?" "You are my lord and master, everything I have is yours, You now own six very fine automobiles, two aircraft, five large houses and two lovely children who need a real father." How could I not love this child. Beside her exterior beauty she was pledging her soul to me. She was as beautiful inside as out. I told her that she now owned several boats, a mother ship and another house and more cars and trucks and another airplane, I told her I could not compete with her in monitary success, and that I had no need or desire compete with her in any way. I wanted to aid, assist or help her in any way I could to achieve any goals she might have. I want to be the firm foundation she could rely on to support her in every way possible. She turned those beautiful blue eye toward me and I saw a glisten of tears as she said, "My only ambition beyond fulfilling contracts I have already agreed to, is to be the best possible friend and lover to my new husband." I pulled her to me and kissed her tenderly. I picked her up and cradled her in my arms. "I love you two guys, this is our wedding night, we have things to do. We are going to bed now for the first time as husband and wife, I doubt we will be fishing at first light, we will see you in the morning. Good night dear friends." We lay in the bed cuddling and kissing. We talked of how we would shape our new life together. I had to meet her kids, I told her I knew that if they were part of her I would love them. She told me that my new son was Mathew and my new daughter was Sarah. They were twelve and ten. "Matt is going to love you, he likes outdoors things, like hunting and fishing, Sarah does too! I looked at their pictures, Matt was a handsome boy, Sarah was adorable. "Oh my!" I said, "Sarah is going to be a problem for me." "Why, she is a sweet girl." "Hey, that makes it worse, I have a weakness for little girls, I can't say no to them. They twist me around their little fingers, look what you did, and she looks just like you. I won't be able to resist her." "You are silly, she will love you, Matt would love to live down here, me too!" I pulled her to me and kissed her again, Gosh, I loved to do that. I ran my rough hands as gently as I could over her body, giving special attention to her breasts and her mons. I delved a finger or two inside my wife's pussy, (God, I loved the sound of that.) She had a grip on my penis and she moved down to inspect it. "You just lay back and let me love you, my dear husband." (I loved the sound of that too!) I was as hard as possible by now. She ran her little hands all around my erection. She lifted my balls and tenderly held them while she looked at them, then she kissed them and pulled them gently in her hot mouth. I dared not move, I am very, very tender there. She spread the scrotum wide with her fingers making the skin smooth and almost transparent. "I never really looked at a man here before, I know it is sensitive, I didn't hurt you did I?" "No, dear, you didn't, you will not be able to do that long, because when I get ready to cum the sack will shrink and pull my testies up along the shaft. Stroke him a little and watch." She wet the shaft with her mouth and slid both little hands up and down him with a twisting motion. "Wow! That will do it in a hurry, Oh! That is delightful." I lay back and delighted in the sensation. Then I felt her mouth envelope my cock, how could she do that? Her mouth was very small. I felt her tongue and lips cover every speck of him with little lip nibbles and licks. God! I was shivering with what seemed to be every sensation in my body concentrated in my cock. I trembled and told her I was going to cum. Her mouth slipped over and around the crown and her tiny soft tongue licked under and below the head. I could hold back not a second more. It felt as if my cock pumped out semen for several minutes. My lover crawled up my body and kissed my lips tenderly. "That was delicious, Dear, I never swallowed it before, but I couldn't waste part of you. Did I please you some?" "Some? That was the best, I loved it, want me to do you now?" "No, I want to just cuddle with my man and think about how that felt for me, I never had an orgasm before while I was pleasing someone. It was as intense as any I have ever had. I guess it was a sympathetic orgasm because I was so happy you were having what felt like a climax. You were shaking and jerking, then you went as stiff as a board. Then you gave me a mouth full of your sperm. I had to swallow fast or loose some. Don't worry, I am not through with you yet. As one of my songs said, 'I'm a gonna ride you, Cowboy, 'til the dawns early light.'" I pulled her face to mine and kissed her, I tasted myself and it was something new for me. She sighed and laid down beside me. Her little hand was playing with my deflated penis. I knew that with the way just looking at Mackie turned me on, it wouldn't be long before I would be aroused again. I felt the stiring as her hand fondled him. I looked at her. Her eyes were closed but there was a growing smile on her sweet lips. I just had to kiss them. Her eyes opened and she looked at me wide eyed, "Is he ready?" "If he is not like a wet noodle, he is ready." She stood on the bed and stepped one leg over me. She lowered her hot little pussy over my face and I felt her wetness on me. I licked her flowing juices, she pulled off of my face and said, "OK, big guy, here we go. Hang on tight." She straddled my waist and lowered her pussy until it touched the tip of my rod. She reached and guided it into her. She slipped all the way down. She rose up on him, then slipped down again. I felt the musles in her vagina clamp shut on me. She lifted up that way, she relaxed her sheath and slid back down. She squeezed tight and lifted up. It was like she was milking me. She started moving faster. Wow! It felt like a wet velvet glove was jerking me off. She went faster, her little butt was slapping on my lap when she hit bottom. She held my hands for balance as she bounced up and down over my slick cock. I felt her love tunnel get really slippery as I shot my load up in to her. She smiled at me and moved her feet back then leaned forward to lay on my body, Her hair was on my face. My flaccid cock was still inside her. She said, "I don't want to move and loose him, I want to feel him grow inside me. Then we will ride some more, my Darling lover or we can do something else if you want. I just want to please you." "Hey, little gal, I have already been pleased more tonight than I have ever been in one night in my whole life." "Oh, I hope I please you, I am afraid I won't satisfy you and you will want someone better." "Lay down beside me, we have the rest of our lives to learn how to please each other, we can't learn it all in one night. You are doing just great. I love everything you do. Some times I think just holding each other, knowing you are happy is the best loving of all." "That is so sweet, I know exactly how you feel. Then I wonder, would he like it if I did this or that." "I gar-un-damn-tee I will like it if you do it to me." "Tag, I love you, but I still have a lot of singer and songwriter inside me, I don't want you to be angry with me if you hear things you say to me come out in my songs." "Like what?" "Well, I hear you say things to me and I treasure them so much I say them to myself over and over. Like 'knowing you are happy is the best loving of all.' and 'I gar-un-damn- tee I will like it if you do it to me.', I just can't help hearing a little song when you talk love to me." "Listen my love, I know you don't want to give up your career, isn't there some way you can just slack off a little?" "Tag, dear, I will do what ever it takes to keep you happy, that is the first consideration. I can do several concert tours a year of a month or two each, you will be with me, I can record anytime and about anywhere. I have been slowing down to spend more time with the kids anyway. Next year I will slow down more? I just want to be with you. If I have to scrub floors to be with you I will be a happy scrubber." "It sounds as if we have the same goals. We will go to Key West in the morning about eight. I keep my car in my hangar there. We will go to the court house and then drive to my house, Give the maid the day off, and make mad love in my big bed. Then we can spend the night there or fly back here and fish a little more. What do you think. I have a feeling that what we did today will break a lot of hearts in the Country Music Industry." She looked at me and thought about what I had said. She smiled a soft smile, "They will get over it. I wouldn't get over leaving you." I pulled her over and sucked a long nipple way in and flipped it hard with my tongue. She held my head there for a long time, then moved it to the other breast. I felt her wiggle and squirm some. Then she about deafened me with a scream of "Yes, Yes, Yes." She looked down on me with a look of surprise on her face, "You just make me cum by loving my tits. Nobody did that before. I loved it. Wow!. Let's walk out and look at the stars. I really enjoy being out here." We sliped on shorts and tops and walked hand and hand to the stern deck. Bill and Mary were still out there. They said they were just leaving. Mackie asked them to stay. She said, "We have been talking, and loving, damn but he is good. He made me feel like I have never felt before. WOW!" Mary grinned in the soft moonlight, "Think he is a keeper, do ya." "Mary, I told Tag I would quit performing and recording and scrubb floors if he would let me just hang around and be near him." Bill said, "Ya know, Mary, I think she really means that. Of course he would have to take her fishin' now and then to keep her." Mary laughed, "If he keeps doin' what he has been doin' it'll be ten years before he has to take her fishin'." Mackie giggled, "You 'bout got that right, Mary. I really love this big guy." Bill chimed in, "Ya jest don't know how good it makes us feel to see him grinning' like he swallowed a birdie all the time. Ya both shine when ya look at each other. That's the two of ya, shinnin' and grinning'." Oh! Billy, that is so sweet. Thank you." my wife said. We were silent for a time and heard the sound of a boat slowly entering the harbor. We watched his lights as he pulled in a few hundred feet from us and dropped his anchor. "Well, there goes the neighborhood." said Bill. We talked a little more and Bill said, "Mackie, honey, I don't want to impose on you, but I have a guitar, would you sing for your new husband?" Mackie clapped her hands, "Get it, I would really love to sing to him. It's what I do." Billy was back in a second with his old guitar . Mackie tuned it and looked at me and sang so beautifully tears flowed from my eyes, It was a sweet love song. I had to wipe my eyes several times. Then she sang a bunch of her hits. Damn she was good. We sat in silence for a bit then clapping came from the other boat. Flats Hunter "Hey, you sound just like Mackie Ann Stone. That was beautiful." Billy yelled, "Damned well ought to sound like her, that's who it is." "Really, you are not kidding are you? Could I bring my wife over to meet her, she has every song Mackie has ever recorded." Mackie yelled, "Come on over if you promise not to stay long." A dingy bumped against the 'Flats Raider' in a few minutes and a very pretty young woman climbed aboard followed by a nice looking guy. "Holly Cow," the girl cried, "It is Mackie Ann. Oh! My God. I thought you were kidding." Mackie gave the girl a hug and kissed the guy on the cheek. She smiled and said, "I'll sing one more song, then I am going to take this man to bed, we were married about four hours ago and I can't get enough of him. I don't think I ever will." She sat on my lap and strummed the guitar for a minute or two, then she sang "Amazing Grace" so very sweetly I choked all up. When she was done she handed the guitar to Bill and took my hand and said, "say goodnight Tag, you have work to do." I smiled at everyone, "It's a tough job, but someone's got to do it. Nite!" Mackie grabbed me when we were inside and ripped the shirt from my body and tugged at my shorts. "Tough work? We'll see about that," she giggled. "OH! Tag I need you so much, please love me. Where are you going?" "Right here My Darling, I am going to play my favorite music to love by." I put the CD in the slot and pushed the buttons. Then I took her in my arms and kissed her lovely lips and told her I loved her. She burst out laughing when the music started. It was an endless recording of waves crashing on a beach. Gulls called now and then, I loved to sleep to it if I needed to drown out other noise. She looked at me and moved to snuggle beside me. "This IS good lovin' music! Hold me close to you. You are my man, friend, husband, and lover forever." I pulled the sheets over us and spent the next hour telling her how much she meant to me. Then I realized she was sound asleep. Boy, I am some lover.