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How Little You Really Need

By: acup



How little you really need

 LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction.

All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin.

Copyright (c) 2015 by Acup



A word of warning, I write good stories, I hope, with some decent sex in them. If you're looking for a stroker look somewhere else. 





And now for my disclaimers which I have mostly plagiarized but didn't realize I hadn't copied the authors' name. My apologies and thanks for these profound words to who ever you are.

 Yes, I never met a comma or ellipse I didn't like.

 Yes, it jumps around too much.

 Yes, it's in the wrong category.

 Yes, it's too long.

 Yes, it's too short.

 Yes, this is stupid shit.

 And, yes, I suck.

 And you have yourself a warm and fuzzy day.

 If you want a perfect story go find one written by Mr. Data.

 ENJOY!





I was idling down the street in Willtown Estates, admiring all the lovely homes. Three and four car garages, immaculate lawns and shrubs. Man what a life! Pull into my clean spacious garage and pick a little speck of something off my Porsche in the next slot, glancing at her Mercedes to see if she put any more door dings in it at the club.

 Walking into the house to find my scotch and soda waiting for me along with my three newspapers to peruse while Gloria made dinner before Jackie gets home. Watching Jackie come in from the garage, her perfectly toned legs, hips swinging and tits bouncing. They better bounce for what I paid to turn those saggy B's to a nice healthy D!

 I get a quick air smooch before she trots up to the bedroom to change into her workout clothes. Not that she actually worked out at home, but they did look good on her. Skin tight and leaving nothing to the imagination. Snug against her shaved and waxed pussy. Clinging to her D cup tits showing off the outline of her areola and firm nipples standing out just waiting to be played with.

 Well that was on days the kids had after school activities. But even when they were scheduled home all she did was throw a sweatshirt over it. Coming and sitting beside me so I could let my hands roam her tightly covered body. Feeling her nipples harden under my fingers, the heat and moisture emanating from her pussy before we ran upstairs for a quick romp before supper.

 Taking her up to the bedroom and bending her over that old table. It didn't match ANYTHING we had for décor, but it had two very special features. Well three actually. First it was the right height to bend her over and put her pussy at just the right height to pound her. Second it was a traditional four legged affair so the little loops of rope on the far legs to tie her wrists with were out of sight.

 Mmmmmm, but the third was the whole reason Jackie bought it. It split in the middle to add leaves. Not that we had any to add to it, no what she added to it was so much better for her. You see in addition to being tied down to it, Jackie liked to be handled and abused a little, especially when I was pounding her pussy. Jackie was a slut of the first class.

 When we got to the bedroom she would pull that table open a bit, just enough to lay across and squeeze her hanging tits into the opening, reach across to the far edge, then turn her head, "Do it."

 That's when she turned from a prissy society woman to a real slut. I would drop my slacks and boxers and step to the other side of the table to tie her wrists, hearing her sigh and watch her ass wiggle as I did. My next preparation for her was to take a pair of her cum soaked panties from the day before and stuff them in her mouth to keep her screams quiet, and Jackie was quite the screamer if her mouth wasn't full.

 By this point she was wet enough she was soaking through her panties and probably through her workout clothes in anticipation. I would step behind her, yank them down to her thighs hard, and sink in her pussy in one stroke and just stand there feeling her tremble around me. She would make a little noise when I gripped the far side table edge in anticipation.

 Then when I thought she was on the edge I would pull out and ram in hard and deep. Driving hard enough to slap her ass... and mash her tits between the open halves of the table. Over and over and over feeling her cum under me from the very first stroke, driving in hard enough that some times I thought it was a wonder I didn't pop the silicone in her tits open, but that's what she wanted, hard and deep.

 If she had been bad and did too much shopping I would pull out suddenly and tie her ankles then finish in her ass, just fucking my little slut until she passed out.

 When I had enough I would slide a huge dildo in her pussy and pull her panties and tights up before untying her. Jackie would go through the rest of the evening with that dildo in her pussy, always sticking out enough that she had to sit partially on one hip to keep it from pressing up hard against her cervix.

 Mmmmmm, sitting down to a lovely meal with her on one hip unless I nodded to her and she would slowly rotate to sit flat. Panting a bit as that dildo pressed up into her until she came doing her best not to make a sound then rotate back to one hip.

 Dinners were generally without the kids as they were busy at one friends or another. They were getting big, Janice was in fifth grade now, or was it sixth? David was starting Junior High, but was into art instead of something that would provide him with a real job. Maybe I should have a talk with him again...

 After dinner, and after Gloria had went home assuming the kids were at friends, Jackie would strip and sit on the floor beside my chair and suckle my cock while I read the financials or we would retire to our bedroom if the kids were home. When I patted her head she would get to her knees and suck me down while I watcher her undulating ass and dildo filled pussy in the mirror across from us. If the kids were gone she would do a strip tease in the middle of the living room before sucking me down.

 Working my cock with her mouth and lips, getting herself all worked up until she had to reach between her legs and fuck her pussy with that dildo knowing it would get me off which would in turn set her off again still screaming around my cock.

 When she had the strength she would stand and get her panties she wore that day and pull the dildo from her pussy using them to wipe it and her pussy clean of her cum, sometimes leaving them stuffed up her pussy for a while to absorb it all. They would go into the baggie beside the bedroom table for tomorrows round and then the slut was done for the day and the socialite was back. Naked, but back.



That was three years ago in the fall of 2008.



Then the bottom dropped out. You see I was a developer. I would buy ( finance ) a big chunk of land and start in, put in streets and all the utilities and then build a few houses, sell them, take that profit and build and sell a few more. The first few I did were just a corner lot compared to Willtown Estates, only fifteen or twenty homes.

 Willtown Estates was going to be my big one, my next to last one. The profits from this would pay for the next one outright before I even broke ground so it would be all profit to retire on before I was forty. I had almost twenty people working for me when I started it. Then the slide started.

 I was fifteen homes away from the break even when the first one happened. A buyer back out, his loan had been turned down. Well it wasn't like it hadn't happened before on other projects. I know there were some rumors, but those only affected other developers, the little guys. I sluffed it off and gave the big speech to my sales people and a month later we had resold that lot and two more. Only thirteen to go to the break even... that was as close as I would ever get.

 It became a series of comedic situations to anyone but me. One property owner defaulted half way through construction and the contractors filed liens against the house and the development. Money was paid to lawyers to get us clear but it was money spent. An excavating contractor hit a gas line. Not a big deal but it shut the development down for most of the day, and then we discovered he had let his insurance lapse so we were on the hook since we hired him.

 People stopped looking at my exclusive development, instead asking about properties at half the price or less. We laughed at it the first few times, then eventually started thinking about how we could do something like that just to keep things going. But by the time we had that revelation it was too far gone.

 I started selling things, her Mercedes, she have to do with just the BMW. My Porsche, the land for the next development didn't even sell for what I originally paid for it but I was able to clear the loan at least. When my lease came do on my Lexus I let it go and bought its five year old twin and had it detailed. It was close, but I no longer volunteered to take anyone anyplace so they would see the interior and realize what I had, or more like what I didn't have.

 When we had to let Gloria go Jackie had a fit, she was not going to cook, it was beneath her to do servants work. She had did that when we first got married and I was expected to take care of her now.

 Several fights later she moved back home and Daddy took great pleasure in walking the divorce papers down to the courthouse himself. A few months of a bitter screaming clawing divorce and she had the house in town and the kids, I had the plot out in the country that we had planned on building our dream retirement home. Fifteen acres of tree covered hillside and a bit of the crest.

 I scraped by for six more months sleeping on my office couch and letting body after body go trying to make enough to eat and pay alimony until the bank finally called the note. I had my five year old car, no home, and no future. A few months later I sold my old Lexus and bought an old military truck that had a camper in the back and drove it out to the dream plot.

 It was painful all the memories flooding back, we had looked at several pieces, finally deciding on this one because of the view and the little stream running to one side. I toughed it out and got the camper off the back of the truck and down on the ground for my new home.

 I tried several things, but was barely making enough to put diesel in the truck and propane for the stove and water heater, much less afford to eat. I don't think I had eaten so much soup and noodles in my life before that. Hamburger became like eating out at Ruth Chris!

 I wound up at a temp agency sitting and waiting for day help call outs. And most of the people were looking for young strong backs, not thirty eight year old developer washouts. And when I did get work it was almost more than I could bear. Many a day I drove back out to my little clearing and contemplated suicide.

 But slowly things became easier. I wasn't as strong as some of the young bucks, but I worked smart not hard and knew my way around. Winding up working as day labor for the same construction crew for most of my second summer after the divorce. I didn't go climbing around like a monkey with an air nailer, but I was pretty good at framing up walls and making up headers. And after all those years of developing properties I knew screw ups in the prints when I saw them so I was kept on.

 I also stayed after doing a little pick up when the rest of the guys wanted to scramble and head for the bar. You had to have extra money to go to the bar. I had to have money this winter for FOOD! Picking up on the job site got me scraps of lumber I could burn to cook my supper and heat some water to wash with when I ran out of propane three days before payday.

 I probably would have frozen to death that following winter if it hadn't been for cell phones. My little piece of hillside turned out to be a pretty good spot for a tower. We haggled a bit on price and then I let them have it, I would back down on the price on a minimal corner if they did two things. First when they put the access road in for the tower they had to put the little off shoot in for my camping area, and second, they drop in a fifty amp service off their meter for when I wanted to go camping in my RV.

 They were over joyed. In the long run I lost out on some money, but I had a secure place to park and power I didn't have to worry about. With my rescued space heater being able to reserve my propane for water heating and the occasional cooking was a big relief, if you could call heating soup and noodles cooking that is.

 That's also when I started collecting more than scraps of lumber. It started off with a few pallets to break up and burn in my make shift fire ring, then became more. I not sure what I was planning on, but just because a board had a twist or a curve didn't mean it couldn't be used. I went from part of the construction crew to also being the clean up guy.

 Anything close to useable or burnable went home with me instead of the dumpster. I had several pallets laid out and sheets of plastic over what I had saved. Little trim boards on this one, planks on those two, partial sheets of plywood or OSB on the next two. Brick and cinderblock were stacked to one side. Another had boxes of bits and pieces. I had this thought of building a little cabin or something. There was also the stacks of empty pallets, both useable and firewood quality. Even the bad ones made a decent wind break for my little corner fire pit.

 And then things changed. Our next series of homes was in... Willtown Estates. Except it wasn't called that anymore, it was now Pinewood. I was driving in and out of what used to be my home area, right past my old house. Jackie no longer lived there, some young couple was out playing with their kids, but it did give me a hollow feeling even as I kept plodding along.

 Harry, the boss, asked me what was up, but I just put it off to being near the end of the building season. We had these four houses to get closed in before the weather changed and then that would probably be it until spring. But I kept on putting one foot in front of the other picking up what ever scraps I could right to the end. Saying good bye to Harry for the season and being reminded to look him up come spring.

 Evidentially I did well enough to get the attention of the current developer. At first I thought he recognized me, he was the second guy I let go when the slide happened. But three years and plenty of physical labor had changed me. I wasn't the jolly fellow I used to be and forty pounds lighter to boot.

 He offered me a job for a few months after the shells were closed in, cleaning up as they were finished out. It looked like I'd have work until mid December at least.

 "And I'll give you and extra two hundred cash if you can do something with that piece of shit," pointing to the trailer covered in a 'Now Developing' sign with his ugly mug on one end.

 I felt like I had been gut punched. I remembered getting that trailer, having it all painted up with an artists rendition of what my Willtown would look like. I just nodded and told him I'd do my best.

 So every day I would make a late morning run through the houses being worked on to see what kind of mess I would have later. I also began working with a young man who looked like he was just getting started. Short and kind of skinny and pretty shy running around in the skid steer cleaning up the streets and driveways, shaving and sloping the yards in preparation for the landscapers. Even putting the forks on and helping me lift some heavy stuff up to the dumpster. We were acquaintances, but not much more.

 Now I loved the first few weeks, the mechanical contractors were first in. I saved every decent screw and nail I found as well as every scrap of copper. Sometimes it was just little one inch pieces cut at the outlet boxes, but it all added up. That was my first quick run when they all left in the afternoon before anybody had a smart idea to make the same rounds.

 Then it was back to getting the bits and pieces that really needed to go out to the dumpsters, sweeping and shoveling this and that before taking the 'useable' pieces out to my truck and calling it a day waiving to Perry on my way out.

 The other nice part of shifting to this stage was meeting the delivery drivers, and eventually I found one willing to give me a hand moving the trailer. Well sort of.

 At first he wanted to just get authorization to cut it up and haul it away, but in talking with him he let it slip he was needing bits and pieces to do some repairs on one he had sitting on the ground getting it up where he could move it around if need be. We came to an understanding. I would get him some cash for moving it from the developer and he could have it if I got the one he had sitting on the ground.

 You see my sign trailer was just that, a regular trailer that couldn't pass DOT inspection so it was only usable as moveable storage. But what he had on the ground was an old refrigerated trailer. Something that would hold HEAT in the winter!

 While all this was transpiring something else was happening. I noticed that Perry was spending a lot of time on the job site, more than I knew dufus would pay for. He just said he was keeping an eye on things and I let it go until I came in earlier than usual one morning. There was Perry's crew cab parked at the end of a cul-de-sac, and as I drove closer I saw Perry climbing from the back seat to the front.

 "Fuck..." I knew that situation. I slept in my car for many weeks until I came across this truck and the camper.

 I tried to engage him in a little more conversation from that point on, but didn't get much more than a few extra words before he was off to his next project. I got him to share a sandwich a few times when he looked starved and even left a few extra bottles of fruit punch drink and things where I knew he'd find them. It wasn't much but I knew what it meant in his situation. And he didn't seem to be the type of guy to actually accept it if I offered it direct.

 I had really intended to find out more, but with the delivery of my 'new' refrigerated trailer I had other projects.

 Now it wasn't like I was flush with cash, but with all my saved lumber and such I was able to block off most of the old refer unit hole and fit in a small window. It had a cracked pane, but it was free. Half a dozen mismatched and slightly damaged cabinets and a piece of a cracked counter top and I had a little 'kitchen'.

 Of course it was almost pitch black in there with only one window and hotter than hell in the afternoon, but I was damn proud of myself!

 Two more damaged windows and half a dozen partial tubes of silicone later and I at least had some cross breeze. Fitting a regular door and half of a French door across the end about eight feet in and I had it enclosed and still had an outside place to sit out of the weather. I spent a bit of my meager cell tower money and bought a small window air conditioner and now it was even bearable.

 Heat would be a rocket stove one of the guys showed me how to make and even did the little bit of welding for me.

 Things were starting to get a bit cooler, and it looked like Perry was still sleeping in his car but I couldn't get much out of him. That was until I was working on a Saturday catching up from taking Friday off for some work on my new 'house'. I had to get a bed frame and mattress. The bed frame came from the thrift store, but the mattress took several stops to find one even remotely serviceable that was still in my budget.

 Friday night I slept in my new home on a huge regular mattress for the first time in years, I felt like a king.


How Little You Really Need



Saturday I was going along cleaning up and getting ready for the cabinet and carpet people Monday when I thought I heard water running like we had a burst pipe.

 I traced it to the basement and was coming down the stars to the utility room when it stopped. I took the last two steps to the utility room door and turned in.

 There was a screech and a grabbing of a towel, "Oh shit, sorry." I turned and went back upstairs. Perry wasn't a he, he was a SHE! Short, petite, stocky even. A slight build and what looked like an A cup chest from the little I saw of it before it was covered with a towel.

 I went back to sweeping and shoveling trying to get the image of a petite naked woman out of my mind. This coming Christmas would be four years since I had had a woman and I was about to cum in my pants!

 I heard a noise behind me and there was Perry standing there with his arms crossed and hair still slightly damp. Fuck, HER arms crossed.

 I looked at her now noticing the bit of feminine lines she did so well to hide, then went back to sweeping.

 "Are you going to say anything," she said slowly.

 "About?" looking back at her.

 She nodded back toward the stairs.

 I shrugged, "You're not the first, won't be the last. Few gallons of water never broke anyone. Hell I fill my barrels every other week so what the hell. I've been where you are." I chuckled to myself, "Probably aren't that far off from you truth be told."

 I looked at her a bit trying to take in the body I had saw earlier then saw her face, "Sorry, I'm just trying to reconcile what I see now to the lovely lady I saw getting out of the shower." I stumbled through. I wanted to look at her but she would probably think me some kind of pervert. "Well sorry," and went back to work.

 We didn't say much after that, and I only once heard water running a little over a week later. I just kept on working, giving her a little smile when she came upstairs and headed out to her truck when she finished.

 We did chat a little more, contemplating the end of our part of the project in a few months. We'd even 'grill' a few hot dogs over a wood fire if we worked Saturday.

 We sat near the fire enjoying the warmth on a calm sunny but cool afternoon, "So how did you get into this line of work Perry?"

 She tipped her head back looking at the trees, "Well I guess you could say I was born into it. Dad did most of the excavating and road work for this development. When the original owner went under we did what we could to stay a float."

 "You're old man Taylor's daughter?"

 She smiled a little, "Yeah, you knew him?"

 "Oh yeah, he was my go to guy for almost eight years." She looked at me like she was trying to recognize me. I put my hand out, "I guess we've never actually been introduced, Sean Williams."

 Perry looked at me a moment then her eyes went wide, "Sean Williams, as in... Willtown Estates Sean Williams?"

 I chuckled, "the one and only."

 She just looked at me a bit, "Wow. So what happened?"

 "Same thing that happened to everybody else. Clinton and the Dems pushed the CRA further than it should have been and things crashed when their big ideals caught up with everybody else's pocket book. The wife left me when things got hard and went back to daddy. By the time I bottomed out it really was the bottom. Been working my way up ever since. How's your dad doing by the way?"

 A cloud came over her face, "Um, he passed away June 2009. A stroke in his sleep."

 "Ah shit, I didn't know. Sorry." I remembered her mom passing away shortly after Alex had started working for my developments.

 We sat there in silence a bit more, "So did you keep the company going then?"

 She snorted, "Yeah right. How many developers are going to hire a girl for excavation and road work? I managed to keep the skid steer, an excavator, and a back hoe."

 "Well at least you've got something to work with."

 She snorted again, "They might as well be toys. My big truck is down and unless I can scrape up enough to get it fixed I'm going to loose a water line contract because I can't get them to the sight."

 We sipped our drinks a bit in silence.

 "Um, Perry. I could pull them for you."

 "With what?" she said a bit sarcastically.

 "My duce and a half has a Pintle hitch. It would be about max load and we'd have to go slow, but we could do it."

 "I couldn't ask you to do that."

 "Perry, your old man got me out of more binds than I can count. Just think of it as returning the favor."

 "You're sure about this?"

 I just shrugged, "Why not. When do you have to have them there?"

 "I need to get the project done by the end of next week or I'm out."

 "So tomorrow?"

 She grinned, a really nice smile. "You got a deal." I even got a nice hug out of it, good thing she let me go before my hard cock ripped through her pants. Those little mounds I had forgotten about on her chest had me hard in an instant.

 She had me giddy even if she was almost twenty years younger. I stopped on the way home at the Country Buffet and had steak! It might have only been sirloin, but it was STEAK!

 The next morning I popped up quick not even bothering with coffee on my way out and met Perry at her dad's old place. Not much left, and a large portion of the yard with other equipment in it. I looked around a little at what looked like drilling equipment not road equipment, "Who's stuff is that?"

 Perry sighed and confirmed my suspicion, "The new owner is a drilling company. They rent me a corner back to keep my stuff."

 "Oh," was all I could think to say.

 We hooked the trailer and got the back hoe loaded, I kept looking at her trying to put my finger on what was different, and then it hit me, MAKEUP! It wasn't much, but she actually looked like a girl!

 We took it slow, and even with a quick trip back it was after sunset before we unhooked back at the main yard.

 "You want to stop and grab a bite, my treat?"

 "I'd love to Sean, but I have to get back. Maybe another time?"

 "Okay," I did my best to hide my disappointment.

 "Thanks again," I got another hug and I thought maybe a bit of a peck on the cheek. My imagination said above the smell of diesel I got a hint of perfume, either that or some nice shampoo.

 The next week she did what she had to do here, then booked it as soon as she could to her other project. She was looking a bit harried Monday and Tuesday, but better Wednesday and Thursday. Friday morning Perry asked if I could pick up the back hoe after work.

 We finished here as quick as possible and scooted over to the site, she already had it up on the trailer ready to pull out. Another slow run back to the yard running out of daylight the last half hour but luckily no cops to pull us over.

 "So how about running out and grabbing a bite?"

 Perry smiled at me, "I'd love to but I can't."

 "Oh... okay..." I turned to head for my truck. I can take a hint.

 I felt a hand on my shoulder turning me back to her, "No it's not like that Sean. The weekends are the only time I get to see Dane."

 I just shrugged, "None of my business."

 Perry smiled at me again, "Sean, Dane is my son."

 I just looked at this little thing in front of me, I must have had quite the stupid look from her expression. "You're not old enough to have kids."

 That got a BIG grin and a finger shaking at me, "You're terrible. Can we do it during the week some time?"

 I smiled back at her, "That we can."

 I got another hug, and even though I knew it was coming, those little mounds pressed into me was excruciating heaven.

 Well it was going to be a project weekend anyway. I had bartered some lumber and a couple of windows to a guy that could weld, so this weekend I was going to install the water jacket on the rocket stove. If plans went right I would have wood fired hot water Saturday evening.

 Well that was the plan anyway. The heat exchanger for the stove went on in half an hour and another half an hour to shorten the flue and get things sealed back up. Six hours later and I had the heat exchanger for the water plumbed... almost. At seven o'clock at night I discovered I was one fitting off. I had a male instead of a female.

 I went out to the camper to take what I hoped would be my last quickie shower. The camper only had a seven gallon water heater. Even turned all the way up it was still a wet down and shut the water off, lather up and rinse then shut the water down again to shampoo then rinse quick before I ran out of hot water.

 An hour in to town and back on Sunday morning and fifteen minutes later it was assembled. Another hour to fill and test the system and it was making hot water. That was the start of my move from the camper to the trailer. I had been sleeping in the trailer on my big bed, but my shower, fridge, and water system were still tied to the camper.

 The rest of the day was spent transferring the pump and little pressure tank to the trailer. I had an old grill hooked to a hundred pound propane cylinder to cook on already set up. The next few weeks would be stripping the appliances from the camper and making my new kitchen in the trailer. The toilet would have to stay with the dump tank making the camper and overgrown porta potty, but that couldn't be helped right now.

 True to her word Perry and I went out for supper Wednesday after work. We did it up fancy, a double, fries, and even large frosties!

 "So you have a son. Is he out of diapers yet?"

 Perry gasped and grinned, "Dane will turn four in May."

 I just looked at her, "NO WAY!" I just had to stare, "You can't be more than what twenty, maybe twenty one?"

 Perry rolled her eyes, "I'm twenty nine I'll have you know."

 I just had to look at her and try to take that in. Such a petite pretty woman and she was twenty nine? Only ten years between us. "So why only weekends?"

 "He stays with my grandmother."

 "And you live out of your truck?" Perry stopped and looked at me like she had been gut punched. "Oh I'm not judging. I lived out of my car for three months before I traded for my truck. Would have loved to have had the back seat of a crew cab."

 She relaxed a bit, "But I would probably have had to roll down the window to stick my feet out though."

 Perry snorted and took another bite. We chatted a bit more before we called it a night. She was headed back to her truck to park somewhere and me to my trailer.

 Halloween weekend we quit early making it a three day weekend. Perry was looking forward to taking Dane trick or treating Friday night. I was a bit concerned with the forecast to be wet and cold but she was just beaming with joy at the prospect of taking him out.

 Monday Perry was all grins even if she was fighting off the beginnings of a cold. Sniffles and a few cough's, but manageable. But getting caught in a cold downpour Wednesday mid day and she was just dragging.

 Perry was walking to her truck with her wet jacket pulled tight around her looking like death warmed over. I pulled up beside her, "Get in."

 "What for?"

 "You're not sleeping in that unheated truck tonight."

 "But I can't..."

 I just stared at her, "Get in."

 She sighed, "Okay, let me grab a few things." She hobbled to her truck and grabbed a small duffle then climbed up into the cab like a creaky old man. She was still wet, but at least the cab was warm for the ride home.

 Perry was intrigued by my setup, a bit wide eyed even in her chilled state. I stoked the stove back up to as hot as I could stand and told her to get out of her wet clothes pointing to the shower. She grabbed a few things and changed, coming back out in an old long sweat shirt.

 Even a few feet from the stove she was still shivering. I put a hand to her forehead and she was plenty warm. A can of soup later and she was about out of it. I laid her out on the bed and pulled the covers over her doing my best not to look at her bare legs and how far up her top rode, she objected a little, but a few breaths later and she was out.

 I kicked back on my lawn chair with feet to the fire keeping an eye on her. She was tossing and turning. She got hot and kicked all the covers off, then a little later she was bundled up shivering. Then back to sprawled out kicking her covers off making me gasp at her little pink thong covering her smooth pussy. Her top pulled up to just under her little mounds making me want to stoke the fire a little more in spite of how she was feeling.

 Perry was back and forth a bit more, then she was sweating like she had a thousand pin holes in her, tossing and turning mumbling something about a Charlie. Pulling her top off and still sweating like terrible. All I could do was stare at her beautiful body, a little petite figure that looked so delectable.

 But I couldn't take any more, and neither could she, she was burning up. I did the only thing I could thing of, I stripped down and picked her limp body up and carried her to the shower. Feeling her fight me as the warm water probably felt like ice water to her.

 Oh fuck this is not good. Holding a naked wet woman squirming against me and I was hard as titanium. Feeling her nubs going back and forth across my chest as her pussy went back and forth across my cock and I couldn't take it. I held her tight and just came between us.

 Fuck I'm glad she's out of it. I let us separate enough to let my cum rinse from between us. Holding her as I slowly turned the water cooler and cooler until I couldn't take it any more.

 Drying her off as best as I could and slipped one of my shirts on her and slipped her back into bed. I had to use my t-shirts for a towel since I used my one and only for Perry then slipped back into my lawn chair. Perry dozed off and I did also.



I woke to a bit of noise seeing Perry rolling under the covers then looking at me, "Um Sean, how did I get in your shirt?"

 I dropped my head, I couldn't look at her. "Your fever spiked. The only thing I could think of was to cool you off in the shower."

 "So we didn't..."

 My head came up to look at her, "NO!" Well you didn't, but I yi yiii...

 Perry just smiled, tipping her head forward to smell my shirt, then got out to stand with her butt closer to the stove, the shirt tails barely coving her pussy. That pussy that was up against my cock last night I the shower. I kicked my head back as my cock grew in my shorts, Fuck don't let her see me like this.

 I felt a hand on my shoulder, I opened my eyes to see her grinning beside me, "Bathroom?"

 I nodded toward the door, "Pee bucket by the door or toilet in the camper."

 Perry went back to her duffel and pulled out some stuff. I glanced and nearly came in my pants as she pulled a little white thong up her legs giving me a bit of a view of her ass before the shirt tails dropped back down. Imagining those same cheeks as she pulled her jeans up under my shirt. Gasping and trying to stifle a groan when she dropped my shirt and stood there bare backed as she put her bra and then work shirt on.

 Perry leaned over beside my ear and whispered, "You know this isn't fair. You've had me naked twice now and I haven't even gotten a hint of your pecker." If I move I'm going to cum in my pants.

 Perry headed out to the camper and I stepped to the pee bucket. I got two strokes and had to almost bend in half to hit it as hard as I came, barely getting zipped up and catching my breath before Perry came back in as I was making coffee. A couple of scrambled eggs and we headed to work, a few hours late but nothing critical.

 Perry didn't say a lot on the way in, just glancing at me a few times. Work was a little more interesting, we chatted a bit more. A little more friendly than we had started out at, not hiding her femininity as much. She didn't plaster on the makeup, but I thought I saw a hint of eye liner or something.

 And we did take a few more evenings out after work, the last few even doing regular restaurants instead of fast food. But the last one, WOW! We decided to do it up Thursday night and meet at Country Buffet. I almost didn't recognize Perry. She had gotten all dirty at work but we brushed off and headed out. But when she came through the door the dirty work shirt was gone and a nice tank top was in its place letting a little bit lace peak through.

 We talked but I didn't really hear any of it looking at her across from me. She was still a bit scruffy from work, but DAMN she cleaned up nice. I was on cloud nine when she took my hand walking back out to the trucks. I decided to take a chance.

 "Perry, it's getting pretty cold out there. You can camp out at my place if you want to."

 Perry looked at me a bit, "You sure about that?"

 I just shrugged, "It's warmer than camping out in your truck."

 She got a little grin, "Okay." She followed me over and grabbed her duffel taking a closer look at the place now that she was feeling better.

 We kicked back drinking our high octane cool aid. "So who's Charlie?" I asked in a lull in the conversation.

 Perry froze.

 "You were saying something in your fever, didn't sound nice."

 She took a sip of her cool aid, "He's Dane's father."

 "And he's not in the picture?"

 Perry snorted, "Not even close. He talked me into not putting him on the birth certificate and to wait on getting married. Three weeks after Dane's first birthday he left for work and never came back. Took most of our savings with him."

 "Sorry..." we sat there a bit more listening to the fire hiss and crackle.

 "You have kids?"

 "Two, a boy and a girl," I said with a smile.

 There was a bit of a pause, "You never say anything about them."

 I shrugged, "They went with their mom. They were addicted to the good life like she was." I took a deep breath, "No, that's not quite accurate. I wasn't a dad, just the provider. I was so involved in the business that I wasn't involved in their life. I had it all planned out to retire after the next development. But that would have put them into high school and beyond before I pulled away from the business."

 We sat there a bit more.

 "So do I get to take my shower by myself tonight?" from her giggle I must have had quite the expression.

 "I'll go get some more wood."

 I went out to my pile of scrap two by fours and brought an arm load up to my overhang to split for the rocket stove. My first trip back in and Perry was still in the shower, her shadow on the curtain. I took my time with the second with the memory of her profile rinsing her hair out burned into my memory.

 When I got back in she was drying her hair, her t-shirt up enough to let her thong show between her cheeks. I turned to the sink to rinse this mornings dishes. By the time I had that accomplished she was bending over her duffel pulling something out, all I saw was the stripe up between her cheeks.

 I turned to my milk crate stack to pull out some shorts and stripped to mine to get in the shower. I almost stripped down completely but barely caught myself as I started to pull them down and then back up quickly hearing a giggle behind me. "Don't let me stop you."

 I slipped into the shower and dropped my shorts and threw them over the top of the curtain at Perry making her laugh. I was going to stroke a load thinking about her but remembered her silhouette that I watched from outside. I did at least try and face the wall to keep the profile of my hard aching cock standing out from being on display.

 I did my best to tuck my cock up under my elastic instead of standing out to poke anything I get near when I got out.

 Now the one thing about not having a TV or even a radio in here you have two things to do when it gets dark. Watch the fire or go to bed. And in my situation either of those meant ALONE.

 I crawled in debating on inviting Perry to share my bed, it was a king after all, but that could be a bit awkward. But it wasn't as quiet as usual. Yes there were the usual creaks and groans of the trailer with the faint rustling of the wind accompanying the crackle of the stove, but add to that the breathing of another body moving and creaking in the lawn chair. I tossed and turned a bit waking up with every creak of the chair. "Perry?" I asked softly.




How Little You Really Need



"Mmmm."

 "Would you rather sleep in the bed?"

 "I won't kick you out of your own bed."

 "No I meant with me."

 "Um..."

 "No not like that. I can stay on my side."

 "Well..."

 "You'll be safe, I promise."

 She laid there moving and turning a bit, then finally gave in, "Oh okay."

 I felt her move the covers and the bed shift as she laid down sighing.

 I rolled over on my side to put my back to her, falling asleep to Perry's soft breathing. I did wake up sometime in the night, I had rolled to my back and had a soft little tit in my hand. FUCK! I had to get up and stroke one out in the pee bucket to be able to get back to sleep. I thought I heard a little snicker when I crawled back in but I couldn't be sure.

 FUCK! I woke facing Perry, my hand on her bare belly, looking down at her thinly covered pussy, her little nubs standing up nicely with a decent nipple bump under her top keeping my attention. Her breathing changed so I rolled away and out of bed pulling my jeans on to contain my hard on.

 I made coffee and started the eggs and she did it again. But this time she didn't have one of my shirts on, she had one of hers. She already had her thong on, but she pealed her t-shirt off leaving her entire back bare but turned slightly letting me see a bit of the side of her tit as she slipped her bra on getting her hands in the cups to get her tits settled in. Turning sideways more showing her lace covered tit as she reached for her work shirt. Stepping into her jeans and getting them situated just right before she zipped up.

 I was wishing she wasn't here so I could just stand outside and stroke one out with the vision I just had.

 We each crawled into our respective vehicles and headed to work. I had a really shitty day, but I still grinned remembering waking up with her tit in my hand, her bare belly under my hand, remembering holding her wet naked body in the shower.

 This is going to be a LONG weekend.

 I hit the home store on the way home to grab a piece of conduit and the thrift store for a few more towels, a few sheets, and another pillow. One sheet as a spare for the bed and two sheets for a divider curtain.

 Well since it was a cool weekend it was a laundry weekend. I had my high dollar washer working, my hands. Wash and rinse in the sink, run them through an old wringer then hang them above the stove to dry. I had to crack windows the humidity was getting so high.

 OH FUCK! I was stripping my sheets off for the next round and found it. Perry had left her t-shirt she slept in on the bed. I shouldn't, I really shouldn't... oh damn she smells good. Imagining it was her skin I was smelling instead of her t-shirt. Imagining it was her pussy I was smelling on the hem. I didn't wash it, just folded it and laid it on my pillow after making the bed.

 WOW! I never thought I'd see that again, two pillows on my bed.

 I looked around and realized what I was missing, or more accurately what I was missing if I planned on having female guests. I got back in the truck and made the rounds around the backside of the thrift stores.

 The afternoon started out on a high note. I found a love seat with just a small tear I could cover and another lawn chair by the dumpster. Four stops later I found a small dresser and a mirror with a cracked corner. On the last stop I found three table lamps. They didn't match but what the hell.

 I was in a good mood from my luck so I stopped in Wal-Mart and looked at the TV's. With everyone switching to blue ray I found a couple on clearance and picked up a little TV / DVD combo for under a hundred dollars. I went through seven decks of cards last winter listening to the radio.

 I threw the tarp over my treasures in the back of the truck and took my new toy inside. I didn't have an antenna, but the free Red Box rental with the new TV kept me entertained for a few hours. I watched it twice wishing I had thought to buy a little popcorn. I couldn't tell you the last time I had sat a watched a movie.

 Sunday was the transformation day. The law chair went out to the overhang with the other 'new' one and the love seat and lamps came in. The dresser and mirror was a pain in the ass by myself, but I got them in place and moved my things from my milk crates to the drawers, leaving two of the left side ones slightly open and empty.

 Perry was in a good mood Monday, and we made plans for our regular Wednesday evening dinner.

 She was running a little behind needing to make a stop and when she peeled her coat off I nearly had a heart attack. She wasn't wearing her work shirt, or even one of her tank tops. This was a scoop neck top with a little frilly edge. All I could do was stare.

 "I take it you approve?"

 I managed to tear my eyes away from her figure and look her in the eyes and utter the most intelligent thing I could, "Uh huh."

 We had a nice meal, and I was just getting used to seeing her in it when the next bomb dropped. "Um Sean, I think I know the answer to this, but do you have any plans for Thanksgiving?"

 I looked at her wondering where this was going. "Nothing in particular, just piddling around the house. always something to do in that big old mansion."

 Perry smiled at that, "Well if you could see your way to tearing yourself lose would you care to join us for Thanksgiving dinner?"

 "Us?"

 "Me, Dane, and Grandma."

 "What would I need to bring?"

 Perry smiled, "Nothing, just yourself."

 "Well I should bring something. I could stop and pick up a pie or something."

 "Oh god forbid you bring store bought stuff into granny's kitchen. She's bad enough with cereal and crackers for Dane."

 I chuckled making me thing of Gloria. "Something to drink?"

 "Only if you want it. We're not really drinkers, and with money the way it is..."

 "I understand. I used to be quite the social drinker, but that went the way of everything else too."

 "So that's a yes?"

 "I'm not sure what I have to wear."

 Perry smiled, "Just clean shirt and pants. Any other excuses?"

 I grinned, "Okay, I'll be there." she gave me the address when we walked out to the trucks. She started toward her truck, then skipped back to me, gave me a quick peck on my cheeks then scurried to hers and pulled out.

 I drove home with a smile, remembering her just getting close enough to me that when she kissed me I felt her nipples just briefly against me. I was thinking about what I could do to get her to stay with me more. I had hinted at her to come home with me a few times, but Perry had not been back since that night. I still slept with her t-shirt next to my pillow every night.

 I drove up the next morning not really sure what to expect. If dinner the other night was a heart attack, this was a massive stroke. Perry was in a dress! "SON OF A BITCH!"

 Perry giggled, "Get in here dufus and close the door." I stumbled in the door and Perry took my coat, more like took it off me I couldn't stop looking at her. A light yellow dress with a low ruffled neck line and stopping well short of her knees. She grinned at my grinning at her.

 Dane was a wonderful well behaved young man. Yes he was a little ball of energy and had tons of questions. Grandma Sarah got her questions in every so often. There wasn't that many, but they were rather... pointed.

 I guess I passed what ever test because the questions got further and further apart as she tried to stuff more and more food in me. It was rather embarrassing actually. After three years of eating only what I needed and or could afford instead of what I wanted I was stuffed half way through the meal and had to just sit and nibble.

 And then she brought out the PIE! Oh man it had been longer than I could remember having good home made pie and I had no room.

 "We'll just save it for later."

 "Later?"

 "Well yeah, sit and watch the games and have some later," her Sarah said.

 I looked at Perry, she just grinned and shrugged. I had been ambushed. I tried to help with dishes, but they shooed me out of the kitchen and was told to go watch the game with Dane. I hadn't watched a football game any where but a bar nursing one drink in longer than I would care to admit.

 Now Dane was only four, but he loved football. We sat, well I did anyway. Dane sat and jumped and danced and cheered... for both teams. Somewhere around the end of the first quarter the turkey started to take effect. He was up beside me running out of energy and I pulled him over and put him under my arm, he was asleep before the second quarter began.

 Perry came in and checked on us, taking Dane off to bed for his nap. When they finished the dishes Perry curled up in his place. I had her beside me, my arm over her shoulder, hand hovering mid air just inches from that tit I had cupped the other night. Glancing down at her dress working its way up her thigh a bit and gazing further up to see a nice bit of white lace down her dress.

 A little before half time and she tipped her head onto my shoulder, I could smell her shampoo and perfume.

 When the half time show was over we settled back in with our pie, barely finishing it before Dane woke back up. I was totally stuffed again and was barely able to stay awake, in fact I didn't and dozed off sometime during the last part of the third quarter, waking to find Dane cheering something and my arm around Perry's neck having gotten a better grip on her. I had my hand laying on the side of her tit, the feel of the lace texture under her dress making me think about her laying with me again. I had to make another trip to the bathroom.

 After that game it was time to stuff me again. This time I ate my pie first. Dane loved that idea and Grandma chuckled and shook her finger at him, I gave him a grin and thumbs up. Perry just groaned and rolled her eyes.

 When the late games started Dane was drug off protesting about bath and bed while I was still here.

 "You can see him in the morning. Maybe we'll go to the park or something," Perry said.

 "Or the zoo?"

 "Or maybe the zoo, now it's bath and bed time."

 He zipped off for his bath with Perry following him. Grandma Sarah sat down and sighed taking a load off. "I wish I had half his energy."

 I chuckled, "You and me both. He seems like a good boy."

 "He is, he has his moments like any little boy, but Perry has done a good job with him."

 I smiled, "She can be a force to recon with."

 Sarah grinned, "Yeah, she's got a bit of her father in her that's for sure. She tells me you knew my Alex."

 I sighed, "Yeah, back in another life he did a fair amount of work for me."

 The inquisition was interrupted with Perry coming back, "He's out cold," sighing and plopping down beside me. We chatted a bit about this and that then the girls decided to top me off, I was presented with a HUGE piece of German Chocolate cake.

 "You two are trying to split me in two." I took a bite and it was delicious, closing my eyes and savoring it for as long as I could.

 Perry snickered, "Is it working?"

 We watched a bit more of the late game, but I was looking at her more than the TV.

 "Don't you want to watch the game?"

 "I'm not a big football fan like I used to be. It's okay to watch but I can take it or leave it."

 "How about a movie then?"

 I just shrugged and she hopped up and bent over a cabinet, her dress riding up a little showing those smooth thighs, she knew I was looking. She popped the DVD in and then motioned me to get up off the couch. In a moment she had the hide-a-bed out and we were reclined back watching 'The Shootist'.

 Some time later I woke up as Perry was climbing back into bed. I rolled up enough to empty my pockets so I wouldn't spill my change all over in the night and laid back down facing the edge of the bed.

 The clock said 12:05 and I was facing the middle of the bed with Perry spooned in front of me and my hand cupping her tit separated by a thin layer of material. I slowly slid my hand down to her belly as I rolled back a bit to keep my growing hard on from pressing against her back praying she was asleep enough not to notice.

 No such luck, her hand was coming down to grab mine. WHAT THE FUCK? Perry was bringing my hand back up to her tit then reached back between us and situated my cock in the crease of her ass as she scooted back against me then put her hand on mine on her tit.

 I tried to roll away a little, "Lay still before I crawl up and sleep on top of you." I rolled back against her and gave her tit a little squeeze as I pulled her back against me. "Mmmmm," was the only response.

 I woke to a sensation I couldn't remember the last time I had felt it. A warm soft woman curled up against my side. Her head and hand on my chest, her leg kicked up across my crotch.

 Her leg was moving and I was getting hard, "Oh you do like me."

 I groaned, she snickered and rolled out of bed. Perry flashed me her thong split ass before pulling her robe on and heading for the kitchen. I slipped my shirt on and moved as fast as I could for the bathroom. I managed six strokes before loosing it, two more than last night.

 I managed coffee and toast while Dane was a whirl wind, Perry had agreed to take him to the zoo and I was being drafted to come along, you just can't say no to a kid like him. Perry seemed very pleased with herself.

 We put his car seat in my truck and I found a strap to hold it in, old military trucks do not have seat belts. Perry seemed quite pleased she had to sit in the middle next to me.

 He was just as energetic there as he was at home, evidentially this was a semi regular treat. He knew exactly where he wanted to go and when. He was normally allowed two shows that you had to pay to get into, but with winter settling in they were closed for the season. We wandered a bit, he squealed when I put him up on my shoulders to see the polar bears over the rest of the crowd, and I left him up there a bit as we strolled before heading home for lunch.

 He had burned out at the zoo, ten minutes on the road and he was out in his seat.

 "Thanks for coming with us Sean."

 I grinned, "I had a wonderful time. I couldn't tell you the last time I went to the zoo, and Dane was a blast."

 "Yeah, I was a bit surprised. He doesn't usually take to strangers."

 We pulled in and Dane was getting himself out of his seat all by himself and racing to the house. I took his seat out and slipped it back into Grandma Sarah's car. I stepped to Perry. "Thanks for inviting me over, I had a wonderful time."

 "You're leaving?" she said with a bit of a frown.

 "I don't want to intrude on the time you get with Dane."

 She brightened a little with that, "Well at least come grab a bite before you leave."

 I grabbed my belly and groaned, "You two are just trying to fatten me up before you butcher me."

 Perry swatted at me grinning then took my arm and led me to the house. It looked like it had been assumed, Sarah had plates out for all of us. I had my sandwich and was half way through my pie when the phone rang. Sarah answered it and then called Perry to the phone.

 "SHIT!" I heard her exclaim softly, looking over to see Sarah scowl at her. She shrugged and finished her conversation then came back to the table and put her head in her hands.

 I took my last bite of pie, "Bad?"

 "I didn't get the bid," she said to the table.

 "Oh."

 She turned her head to me, "It was going to be the lot rent to store the equipment."

 "They won't let you slide a month?"

 "I'm already two behind."

 "Oh," I grabbed a roll and spread some butter on it. "Well why don't you park them at my place for a while?"

 Perry snorted, "Where? On top of all your pallets?"

 I smiled, "Perry, I have fifteen acres, that's just the clearing by the road."

 She looked at me as her eyes went wide, "Really?"

 I just shrugged, "We'd probably have to consolidate things a bit to squeeze them in. If I had a chain saw we could clear a few trees, but I think we could make them fit."

 "You're serious?"

 "Sure. It's not like I'm going to be adding to my treasures much this year, so what the heck."

 "I'd need to do something pretty quick."

 "How about we go take a look when you're done fattening me up."

 Dane and Sarah laughed, Perry did eventually.

 "Can I go Mom?"

 "Not this time honey, this is work stuff."

 "Oh man!"

 I ruffled his hair, "Maybe later once we get things settled, okay?"

 "YESSS!"

 We headed out to the trucks, "How about we swing by the yard so I can get an idea of what you have? Maybe even snag the skid loader in case we need it?"

 We walked through what she had, "Damn, this is a lot more than I realized. You said you had the three pieces of equipment, I didn't realize you had all this other stuff."

 Perry looked a bit dejected, "Changing your mind?"

 "On the contrary, thinking of all the things we could do with it. You've got a lot of attachments for just three pieces of equipment."

 Perry grinned, "When Dad was in full swing this lot was almost overflowing. I sold off the big equipment but hung on to all this just in case."

 "Some of it looks like it hasn't been used in a while, does it all work?"

 "Most of it. some needs minor repair, others are for spare parts. You still want me to bring it over?"

 I grinned, "On one condition."

 "What's that?" she asked a bit guarded.

 "No more sleeping in your truck."

 Perry turned to me and put her arms around my waist. "And just where would I be sleeping?" grinning up at me.

 I leaned down and kissed her forehead, "I think I could come up with something."

 Perry put her hand behind my neck and pulled me down, "Good answer," she said softly before kissing me. Not a quick peck like last time, just a nice soft gentle kiss.

 We loaded the forks and brush cutter on the trailer before she pulled the skid steer on and chained everything down. I just watched in awe as this little petite woman hopped around doing what had to be done putting any man I knew to shame. I had to push the speed limit a little driving home to keep her from running into the back of my truck, she was in a bit of a hurry.

 We hopped into my truck to make the rounds. "So the property starts just outside the gate for the West boundary. This access road runs just inside the North line." We kept chugging up the road to the top coming up beside the chain link around the tower base.

 "Oh wow!"

 "Not a bad view huh?"

 Yeah," she said softly looking out over the valley.

 Bits and pieces showing through the gaps, one of the suburbs laid out off in the distance. Kind of reminded me of what I used to do. What I had planned for my future way back when...

 "And the ridge is yours too?" bringing me out of my funk.

 "Yeah, and a little over the other side. The south line is about five hundred feet or so over just past the stream."

 "A stream, up here?"

 "There's a little spring about three quarters of the way up the hill along that side that feeds it. That was part of the reason we... that is... I mean..."

 Perry turned her back to me and backed up to me pulling my arms around her. "Yeah," was all she said, but it said it all.

 We stood there looking out over the valley for a while. I was really enjoying the feel of Perry in my arms against me.

 "So what were the original plans?"

 "Well back when I wasn't worried about money," she chuckled, "we were going to build the house up here near the top. We were debating on keeping it below the ridge or getting high enough to have the view over the top."

 "And now?"

 "Well I don't think we're going to be building a five thousand square foot monstrosity do you?"

 I felt her chuckle, "Not likely."

 "So what would you do?" I asked Perry.

 "Not sure, I like the idea of being up high for the view, but that would depend on so many other things."




How Little You Really Need



"Like?"

 "Well the lay of the land to start. It can be shaped and moved if need be but it would be easier if you didn't have to. Then there is the utilities and sewer to consider."

 "Mmmm, well power is underground just this side of the road up to the transformer, and for all the rock I would bet sewer up here would be lagoon not leach. The water is all the way down the hill and across the road."

 "What about the spring?"

 "What about it."

 "Why not use that for water?"

 "You can do that?"

 I heard her groan as she put her head back against my chest, "Yes."

 "Okay. So should we go back down and actually do what we came here for?"

 "It's either that or move things around to get my stuff over here."

 "Huh?" Perry turned and gave me a nice kiss then hopped back into the truck. OH!

 We did go back down and unload the skid steer and attachments. We were shuffling and consolidating and I was really surprised at what I had acquired over the last two years. It was just lots of bits and pieces, but it sure added up.

 Our next load from the yard was a few more attachments and the back hoe, that let us load and unload on either end. The next two loads were strictly attachments loaded and unloaded by chain with the excavator being the last load just before sunset.

 "You staying for supper?" I asked with a grin.

 "What are my choices?"

 "Oh you know, just the usual endless menu. I have soup, stew, or noodles."

 "Stew sounds good."

 I put my elbow out and she took it grinning as I led her to the house.

 "You've been busy!" she exclaimed as she saw my additions. "You expecting someone?"

 I just shrugged, "When you stayed that first night I realized I wasn't prepared for guests."

 Perry grinned, "But there's still only one bed."

 I grinned back, "Yup."

 We sat and ate stew watching TV. I could only pick up a few locals on my home made antenna, but it was better than nothing.

 "You staying tonight?"

 Perry grinned, "I thought that was a condition of keeping my stuff here."

 I grinned even harder, "That it was. You want to take a shower while I rinse the dishes?"

 "Okay," she chirped. Perry ran out to her truck for her duffel and teased me stripping down for her shower stepping in in her little bra and thong, tossing them at me from inside. I couldn't help it, I brought them to my nose to inhale her scent. A heady mix of sweat and Perry.

 The shower shut off and a minute later I turned hearing the shower curtain being pulled back, BIG MISTAKE.

 Perry stepped out of the shower wrapped in a towel drying her hair with another. "Your turn." She sat back down on the couch, her towel opening up along her leg almost enough to...

 "Okay," I said with a little groan trying not to cum in my pants. I stepped to the dresser and grabbed a clean pair of boxers and stripped to mine before stepping into the shower. I started lathering down and couldn't help it, I grabbed my aching cock and got three strokes in before shooting all over the wall remembering her stepping out of the shower naked the first time I saw her. At least I wouldn't be stabbing everything in sight when I got out.

 When I shut the water off it was strangely silent like I was alone again. When I came out of the shower I found out why. Perry was in bed already, all the lights off except for the little one in the kitchen. I was standing there looking at her bare shoulders.

 "Um Sean."

 "Huh?"

 "You're over dressed," and pulled the covers back to reveal her naked body.

 I just stared at the vision before me, "damn" was all I could say as my hard on came back with a vengeance.

 "Well?"

 I just stared at her, I couldn't tear my eyes away. She looked down at my hard on tenting my boxers. "Oh," I dropped my boxers once I managed to get them past my hard on, Perry giggling at my predicament. I slid in beside her lightly putting my hand on her waist as she covered us back up. "Are you sure about this?"

 Perry put her hand behind my neck and pulled me down to her. Our first real kiss. Not a quick peck, or even a decent kiss out in public. This was a kiss while exploring each other. Feeling her hands moving on my chest while I brought mine up to hers. Her gasp into my mouth when I cupped her tit and took her hard nipple between my fingers.

 Hearing her sigh in my ear as I kissed along her jaw to her ear lobe working my way to her chest. Perry's little cry as I took her nipple in my lips, wrapping her arms around my head holding me tight and quivering. I hoped it was a nice little orgasm.

 Getting her to release my head and kissing across to her other tit, her sigh and groan as I took her other nipple feeling it get even harder between my lips. Suckling like I was trying to drink her in taking as much of her tit in my mouth as I could. releasing it to begin to kiss my way down her belly.

 Perry caught my head and tipped it up, "Later," she panted.

 I slid back up her body and lightly kissed her as the tip of my cock bumped her pussy. "I'm not going to last long."

 "Me either," as she reached down and brought my cock to her lips. Lifting me up and down wetting me with her juices leaving me centered on her opening.

 I slid partially into her having to stop to keep from popping, pulling back and arching up to be able to keep kissing Perry as I sunk fully into her. I tipped my head back arching the other way plastering her to me, "Fuuuuccckkkkk." I was quivering and gritting my teeth on the edge of cumming in her.

 If I hadn't met Dane you couldn't convince me this woman had ever had children, she was TIGHT! I was moving a little trying to hold off when Perry screamed and wrapped her legs around me. That was it, I pulled back one last time and was unloading even as I drove into her. Wrapping my arms around her shoulders and roaring as I filled her. Barely holding myself up on my elbows to keep from crushing her before pulling both of us over onto my back.

 We laid there a bit as my cock softened slipping from Perry, her soft body sprawled across me. I grabbed something from beside the bed and tried to tuck it between her legs. Perry rolled enough to pull it between her legs and drop back to my chest.

 As hot and sweaty as we were I didn't want her to move. Stroking her soft back and ass cheek as our sweat almost glued us to each other. Tipping my head up enough to kiss her forehead was all the energy I had.

 We finally rolled off the bed and Perry hobbled to the pee bucket and gave me a dirty look, "You need a real bathroom," she scowled as she hovered over the bucket.

 "That takes a leach field or lagoon." She looked at the shower with a raised eyebrow. I just shrugged, "Sink and shower run to a grey water gravel pit. And with both of us here that could be pushed to the limit."

 Perry just groaned, "Guess what your first project is?"

 "Well I was going to say we can't afford it, but I know someone with the right toys to put it in."

 It was tight with our regular work season coming to an end, and if it hadn't been for my monthly cell tower money we wouldn't have done it. We got the smallest tank we could get and just enough pipe for one long lateral fastening the tee and end cap with screws so we could add to it later if need be. But we were now officially living in a home. No more camper or out house needed.

 We didn't do a whole lot the next two weeks with our regular work other than the little septic setup with the short days. But that did leave a WHOLE lot of time in the evenings to explore things inside.

 I learned that I could nibble on her neck and shoulders all day long and she would really enjoy it, but if I nibbled on the outside slope of her tits I had a wild woman on my hands. And licking the crease of her hip and leg right below her hip bone got her flowing and ready for me to lick clean. And oh was she sweet. I could lay there and lick her until she passed out, and I tried that as many times as possible.

 Spreading her juicy pussy, nibbling on her lips as I took tentative licks into her core. Drinking and feasting as Perry moans and sighs, feeling her legs come around me as I get her close. Sliding my fingers up in her as I nibble on her clit sending her over the edge.

 But I have to be careful how much I tease that little minx, she takes great pleasure in returning the favor. Laying with her head on my belly and just flicking the head of my cock with her tongue. Taking just the head of my cock in her mouth as she strokes my cock or plays with my balls. Working and stroking and sucking.

 Leaning over to suck me down against the back of her mouth every so often, then opening her mouth and slowly taking me in pressing me to the back as she hums and licks my cock. And when I fell like I can't take it any more it's like she seems to know I'm on the edge and leans over and just stars fucking my cock with her throat. Jamming me hard until I roar and let loose, grabbing her ass as I arch up and fill her belly.



We were cuddling on the couch watching a Christmas movie, neither of us having put any clothes on for three days. Perry was softly stroking my firm cock as I cupped and played with her little tits. "Dane keeps bugging me about coming over."

 I lifted my hand enough to tip her head and give her a quick peck, "Well we won't be able to run around like this when he's here."

 Her mouth dropped open, "YA THINK?!"

 I grinned back at her, "When would you want to bring him over?"

 She got a soft smile, "You don't mind?"

 "Well we're not exactly set up for him on a permanent basis yet."

 "Yet?"

 "Well I figured some where along the way we'd have to set something up for him, but I'm not sure how or where just yet."

 "We?"

 I just smiled and shrugged. Perry grinned and bit her lip then let my cock flop back against my belly. She lifted a leg to straddle me and planted her pussy firmly on me letting her wet lips slide on either side of me.

 "You're sure about this?"

 "I'm sure I want to try if you do."

 Perry stiffened, "Try..."

 I pulled her down on top of me skin to skin, "If the last few years have taught me anything it is that nothing is guaranteed." She inhaled deep, "Having said that I really want us to succeed. I just hope an old man can keep up with the babe that's stolen my heart."

 Perry pulled up to her elbows, the tips of her nipples just grazing my chest hair. She looked into my eyes searching for something, then sighed and got this little grin. "I'm not giving it back until you fork over mine."

 I smiled back at her and slid one hand to her ass to cup it as I brought the other to the back of her neck to pull her back down. "Not happenin'" I whispered just before I kissed her.

 Perry melted against my chest again interlocking her arms behind my neck, we kissed and held each other close for an eternity before she broke it lifting up and grinning at me. The grin turned to a groan as she snaked her little hand down between us and lifted me enough for her to sink back and take me in to the root.

 Hearing Perry's breath catch when she got me in just the right place in her pussy, feeling her quiver as she took her pleasure. Seeing her try to egg me on and telling her to cum around me and the total release on her face as she came hard and collapsed on my chest again. Deep panting turning to slow shallow breaths as she fell asleep on me as my still hard cock was buried in her aching to cum and yet not wanting to so I could stay buried in her velvet pussy.

 My little movements in her pussy enjoying her around me making her sigh in her sleep and then coming awake and getting me to roll over on top of her. Lifting her legs and catching her knees behind her elbows and cupping her little tits. "Fuck me..." her only words. And the grin on her face when I couldn't take it and jack hammered into her filling her with a roar and collapsing down on her barely remember to catch myself with my elbows to keep from crushing her.

 I rolled to my back gasping for air, reaching across to cup her tit and Perry putting her hand on mine. "It's not even Christmas yet and that's the second best present I've ever had."

 Perry's hand tightened on mine, "Second? What was the first?"

 "When the kids were born..."

 Perry's hand relaxed, "Yeah..." she rolled over against me, all energy to get up and take a shower forgot about as we drifted off.



Over the next few weeks we made the rounds to the various thrift stores, finally coming up with a bed for Dane and a desk for Perry, all in one. It was one of those things the college dorms use that have a desk on the bottom with a bunk up top. Dane was thrilled to spend a few nights every so often, telling his grandma he was going to summer camp. Seems it was something he remembered from a movie with bunk beds. I just grinned and didn't argue about it being the middle of winter.

 The three of us spent the few days before Christmas in my trailer and taking walks around the property. Dane having a ball following various animal tracks while Perry and I scouted a place for a house. We settled on a place near the top about mid way between the side property lines where it flattened out a bit before resuming its rise to the peak. A place where the back would be built into the hill side.

 Christmas morning at her grandmothers was one of the most special I can remember, only a few little presents for Dane, but all of us together. It was the sign of my life turning around.



Come February I got a letter from a bankruptcy court and then from a new cell tower management company. They had to renegotiate the tower contracts. This time I got a company to rep me and they got me almost four times what I had been getting. The tower company bitched about my RV electric so we told them to leave it in place for a year max to give me a chance to get mine in and they relented.

 Perry also got a call from a builder to prep a sight when another contractor was a no show, and since I wasn't working yet I tagged along to help out. Turns out he was one of the guys I had used in the past and was surprised to see me in the excavating business.

 "Nope, I work for her," putting my thumb over my shoulder at Perry going to town with the excavator. I hopped back in the truck to dump what she had loaded when I got the whistle and a look, he just grinned at my jumping at her beck and call. At lunch break I introduced her to Vince and informed him she was old man Taylor's daughter. He raised an eyebrow and then started asking her questions. By the end of the day they had an agreement for several more projects. We splurged and took Dane and her grandmother out to the Country Buffet. She took him home with her so we could have the night to ourselves to celebrate.

 I never did go back to full time work for the construction company, Perry and I worked too well together. I did still do clean up for material though, can't beat free.

 As soon as the weather dried up enough we traded a little excavating for borrowing some concrete forms and set the foundation for our first storage container. One end ground level and the other dock high to be able to back the big truck right up. Two months later we did the second one forty feet over. The following month we did the water from the stream to a cistern and then the septic lagoon.

 September we splurged and bought both of the fifty three foot containers and had them set. It about drained us but we had the cell tower money coming in to cover the basics. And after a little coaxing and begging we had a bit of a house raising party the weekend after Halloween. Some grilling and beer got us a few guys and a high loader to finish in half a day what would have taken me and Perry several weeks. It was only the truss joists and decking with a tarp cover, but it gave us an out of the weather area to work on equipment and store more material.

 The year had been good to us, we had actually been able to set some money back and buy a few pieces of equipment expanding our scope of work and there fore our income.

 I will admit that I hid something from Perry that fall, about four hundred dollars worth, but she would get it back, I hoped...

 Thanksgiving at Grandma Sarah's was wonderful, a house full of aromas and good people. We even had both turkey and ham!

 Christmas... I was in knots and doing my best not to show it, but I wasn't succeeding, Sarah kept looking at me, and twice asked what was bothering me. I made some excuse, but it was clear she wasn't buying it.

 We sat back as Dane distributed our presents, each of us buying a few little things for each other as well as the 'extras' from Santa for Dane.

 "Hey Dane, you missed one."

 "Where?" I pointed to the lower branches at a small wrapped box hanging from one next to a decoration. Here it goes for all the marbles.

 Dane, his ever energetic self, ran back to the tree hoping it was for him. "It says for Mom."

 "From who?" Perry asked, Dane just shrugged and handed her the little box.

 Perry took it and inspected it like it was going to spring open and bite her, a little shake didn't reveal anything so she slooooly took the lid off. Her eyes went wide when she saw the jewelry box inside and took it out slowly looking between me and the box.

 "Come on Mom, open it!"

 Sarah laughed and Perry gasped, then slowly cracked the cover.

 She was going to put her hand to her mouth, but I grabbed it in mine as I slipped to one knee, "Perry Taylor, will you marry me?"

 Her lips and hands were trembling like she was going to drop it so I took the box from her hand and put the ring at the tip of her finger waiting on her answer.

 "Yes," she squeaked out nodding her head and crying.

 I slipped the ring up her finger and kissed her hand, Perry dropped to the floor in front of me and wrapped her arms around me and gave me a long hard kiss.

 "EEWWWWWWW!"

 We broke the kiss long enough to see Dane with his hands over his eyes but peeking between his fingers. I turned Perry back to me and kissed her again dropping my far hand to her ass to give it a nice little squeeze.

 "GRANDMA! Make them stop." Sarah took him to the kitchen for another piece of pie.

 We held each other and kissed some more. "Hey Perry."

 She gave me a quick peck, "Hmm?"

 "Can we sit back up on the couch, my knees are killing me?"

 Perry laughed and pulled me to my feet then pushed me to the couch and hopped on my lap straddling me, "Better?"

 "Getting there," as I pulled her close to resume that kiss but with her chest tight into mine this time.

 We managed to tone it down enough for Dane to come back in and watch TV with us, Sarah grinning like her face would split.

 I got up later at half time to make a bathroom run and got one of the best Christmas presents I could have even imagined. I was just coming back down the hall and as I rounded the corner to come back in the room...

 "Mom?"

 "Hmmm?"

 "Does this mean Sean is going to be my Dad?"

 "Would you like that?" looking at me over Dane's shoulder.

 "Uh huh."

 Perry smiled, "Me too," she said softly.

 Dane did a fist pump, "YESSSS."

 My eyes started watering bad, there sure is a lot of dust in the air tonight.

 All through winter we bought lumber with part of my cell tower money. A bundle of two by fours here, some more truss joists there, a bundle of T&G decking every once in a while. By mid February we had most of the material and were just waiting on warmer weather to get started, planning on how to keep things covered between work times. With a little bit of luck we would have the last of the sheet goods and other bits and pieces by the time we got to the roof later this summer.

 We were sitting down for a few sandwiches for lunch debating on trying to get started this weekend and figuring out what size tarps we were going to need.




How Little You Really Need



"What house?" Vince asked coming up beside us.

 "Ours," I told him.

 "Ours?"

 "Ours!" Perry responded raising her hand to show him her engagement ring and then leaned over for a quick kiss.

 Vince grinned, "Well congratulations! So what are you building?"

 We started off giving him the basics, setting the two shipping containers and the trusses and decking last fall. Building up supplies over the winter and then to the dilemma of when to start and having to keep it covered to keep the raw wood protected.

 "How big?"

 "Not very, thirty by forty and two stories, the second cut back a bit to look out over the great room."

 "How bad is the floor plan?"

 I had to chuckle, I had thrown him some real wild ones back when I was developing. "Pretty plain and simple. Second floor is the master suite, two bedrooms, and a bath slash laundry between them. Main floor is living room, kitchen, bathroom and small office with a big open great room."

 "That doesn't sound too bad."

 "Nope, just going to take us a while to put it together."

 "US?" looking between me and Perry.

 Perry grinned, "Evenings and weekends are the plan. We'd be living in a cracker box if we had to pay to have it built."

 Vince just shook his head and we chatted a bit more about the lot we were working on for him and some changes in the next one. He got up to walk away then turned back, "So when's the big day?" he asked with a grin.

 Perry softly punched my shoulder, "Soon as the house is livable. Mister old fashioned said he'd have to be able to carry me over the threshold on our wedding night."

 Vince just kicked his head back laughing as he walked away.

 We got back to work, abet with a few stops for quick kisses every once in a while.

 Perry and I started in framing walls that weekend, laying them out on the deck and sheeting them then starting on the next one piling them up to be ready to stand them up when we had enough put together. Over the next two weeks we had most of the first floor walls done and I had talked to Vince on Wednesday about borrowing his wall jacks to stand a few of the long ones up that weekend when Perry came storming out of the porta patty.

 "You son of a bitch, you couldn't wait could you?"

 Perry was on a decent run so I ducked around the truck to stay ahead of her. "What? What did I do?"

 "You know god damn well what you did."

 "I don't know what you're talking about," I yelled back over my shoulder on my second trip around the truck amidst Vince's guys cheering her on.

 Then the little minx cheated, she turned around the other way and flattened me into a pile of dirt to a round of applause. Perry landed on my waist holding my arms above my head, then sat back up and reached into her pocket pulling out a little white stick.

 "You did it up good old man," then she grinned at me, "I'm pregnant."

 "You're... you mean?" I glanced at the little plus sign on the stick and then back at her grinning face, "REALLY!"

 Perry nodded her head still grinning.

 "YAAAHHOOOOOO!" I pulled her down for a good kiss, even reaching back to squeeze her ass. She tried to pull back when the guys started whistling and cat calling but I held her tight.

 "Who's got the fire hose for these two?" Vince called out. I gave him a raspberry then kissed Perry again.

 Perry let me sit up so I kissed her again, "I love you," taking her jaw in my hand and kissing her again.

 "I love you too... Dad."

 That got more laughs from the crew.

 We managed to get dusted off amongst lots of back slaps and hugs and congratulations from the guys. I was on cloud nine the rest of the day, and we took Dane and Sarah out for a nice meal and broke the news to them. Both were overjoyed and soon had half the restaurant cheering for us. I could only smile and kiss her...me... a dad... again!!!

 Vince told me Thursday morning he would need the wall jacks Friday and would drop them off Saturday morning so we were all set, plenty of tarps and ropes to cover what we could get put up.

 Saturday morning at the crack of dawn we were invaded. There was a knock on the door and I slipped my pants on to get the jacks from Vince and about fell on my ass when I opened the door. There was Vince with a big grin on his face... and about a dozen trucks pulled in behind him.

 "Bout time you two get out of bed, you can't get her any more pregnant than she already is you know."

 I must have had quite the look on my face from his expression.

 "Go put some clothes on, grab your plans, and meet us up there." he turned back to the guys and pointed up the access road.

 I scrambled back inside and started pulling my shirt on, "What's up Sean?" Perry asked with a bit of concern.

 "Vince is here."

 "Yeah."

 "With all three crews," I said trying to button my shirt up while watching her pull the covers down to seduce me into coming back to bed.

 "WHAT?!" Perry jumped out of bed making me smile at her bare ass jiggling. She pulled on a shirt and jeans not bothering with her thong or bra and we headed up the hill to the house.

 We got up there as the guys were getting out compressors and uncoiling air hoses. Looking around a bit dumb founded, "What... what are you guys doing here?" I asked.

 They gathered around Vince, "Well we took a vote. Now we could do all the traditional things for you guys, bachelor party, bachelorette party, bridal shower, baby shower, all that kind of stuff. Or we could do what we do best and put your shell up."

 I just stood there staring at Vince, then scanned his crew all smiling at us. Perry just covered her mouth trying not to cry and backed into me.

 "Well give me the plans and let's see what you have."

 I held them out still a bit stunned, Vince took them grinning at us and laid them out on my pile of walls.

 He looked them over and then called us to him making a few suggestions on some changes. Once he explained them they made a lot of sense and then the crews went to work. The tarps were pulled and my walls were being stood up. Vince was chalk lining things while Perry and I scrambled to get the forks on the skid steer and move the piles of lumber out from under the decking and up to the top side still a bit stunned.

 Seventeen guys were peeling off lumber and laying out walls almost before I set the pile down.

 Excuse me, fifteen guys and two of the best, most talented, female framers, no scratch that, framers period. That got me a grin. They were like ants at a picnic, I kept bringing lumber around and Perry ran to the store for burgers and hot dogs. It wasn't much but it was the least we could do.

 By the time we broke for lunch at eleven they had all the first floor walls up and had started setting the joists for the second floor. We'd both been around build sites before, but with three crews it was going up like magic. By afternoon break the second floor joists were set and the decking on. Vince was laying out the upstairs walls and the crews were starting to assemble them.

 Sally came over to us, "Where's the rest of your lumber? We're short on two by fours and several ceiling joists."

 I had to gulp and look between her and Vince. "We uh, we hadn't bought any more yet."

 "Oh... windows and doors?"

 "Just what's downstairs. We didn't plan on getting to this stage for quite a while."

 "Okay, I'll check and see what we can do."

 Sally went down stairs to our 'shop' area, then called us down to explain what we had planned for the windows. Luckily our plan was fairly generic and several of the windows we had for the first floor would fit in the holes on the second. The two that we didn't have they would three quarter cut the panels letting me finish the last of the cut from the inside to pop the windows in. The holes already cut on the main floor would have to be plasticed until I got windows in them but they would be on the ground floor.

 By the end of the day we were four ceiling joists short and several stub walls, but it was mainly whole. We pulled the big tarps over and thanked each and every one of them profusely. They had saved us several months of time in getting the shell up.

 For as busy as the day had been we just walked the house hand in hand in awe. We had done little bits here and there for many months, and here was our house with the shell three quarter completed. We could visualize where things would go, how we would lay out the bedrooms. We could look out the windows and see the valley below.

 We splurged and went to IHOP for endless pancakes to celebrate. If it hadn't been quite as chilly Perry would have spread her blanket and slept in our new bedroom that night.

 We woke to a nice sunny morning, a bit earlier than our usual for a Sunday. Grinning at each other and talking about the house when we heard a big truck go roaring up the access road.

 "They working on the cell tower?" Perry asked.

 "On a Sunday?" I headed for my shirt and pants hearing more trucks go up the road.

 I had just stepped out the door with Perry a few feet behind me and I dropped to the edge of the deck and just sat there. One of Vince's big trucks just went by with four bundles of plywood on the back. I was just starting to get some strength in my legs when one of the guys came up the road in the big high loader with the wide work platform on the forks.

 I pulled Perry to me and we hugged and cried. Yes I'll admit it, we just cried a bit, then pulled ourselves together and walked hand in hand up the hill.

 The tarp was being pulled off as the last few things from yesterday were being finished. The high loader was lifting a few pieces of plywood up for a temporary deck to do the roof rafters, followed by several long boards.

 We came up behind Vince and I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around grinning. "Vince, I don't have the money to pay you for this lumber."

 His grin never faltered, "Pay me when you can, or take it off my bill."

 I didn't know what to say, neither did Perry, she just reached up and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. Vince looked at me grinning, "Don't you even think about it," pointing a finger at me. I gave him a big hug anyway. Sally and Valerie yelled down 'hubba hubba.'

 By early afternoon we had a mostly dried in shell. It was just a layer of felt on the roof, but it would keep most of the rain out until I could get some shingles on in a few weeks. Vince would loan me the compressor and nailer when I got to them.

 We waited until Wednesday to tell Dane and Sarah about the house, with plans to stay in town Friday night and come out Saturday to show it to them. Dane wanted to go right that minute even in the dark and begged us to head right back out Friday evening when we got home.

 We tortured Dane Saturday morning. We stayed in bed for a while, then took our time with breakfast and showers. He was literally dragging Perry by the hand out to the truck and pestering Sarah to hurry up and get in.

 Sarah gasped a little seeing my semi trailer house for the first time, but it was my turn when we came to the top. There was our house with almost a dozen guys crawling on it and Spanish music blaring to the hills.

 Dane was out the door as soon as I stopped with Sarah following and trying to control him. I just sat there and stared.

 "Sean," Perry asked, "who are those guys?"

 "That's José and his crew..."

 "Did you..." I looked at her and shook my head. "How did they..." all I could do was shrug.

 We got out of the truck slowly, walking to the house with my arm around Perry's shoulder. We made it half way when a short robust woman came at us with arms out letting loose a string of Spanish faster than any one I had ever heard before.

 I was pulled down for a big hug and a kiss on each cheek, then it was open arms to Perry and the same for her as José came up behind his mother grinning.

 "Mister Sean, so good to see you after all this time," sticking his had out for what I know would be a nice firm shake.

 "José, how..."

 He grinned never letting go of my hand, "Misterr Vince told me you were getting married, to a real woman."

 Perry grinned and his mother said something in Spanish and he responded. "And we can't have el bebé sleeping in the trailer now can we?"

 There was another string of Spanish and she stepped back a little and held Perry's arms wide. "When are you due?" José translated.

 "Late November."

 José translated back and then one of the guys yelled something down from the roof and he turned to take care of it and Perry was drug off by his mother helpless to walk the house.

 I caught up with him after he took care of the problem, "José, How can you do this?"

 "You no worry Mister Sean. I used all my extra grays."

 I looked at him in awe. José would hang onto all his extra shingle bundles in his four main colors, piling them up until he had a healthy stash and then find a deserving family to re-roof their house. They had some color variations being from different lots, but they were good shingles.

 "I should pay you something for all this. I don't know what to say."

 José grinned and nodded to the ladies, "Say you won't tell them the top row and ridge caps will be black."

 I couldn't speak, every word stuck in my throat. I pulled him to me with one hand and gave him the biggest hug I could. When I found my voice, "I'll say each and every one of you is invited to the wedding."

 By two that afternoon we had a fully dried in shell. We walked and talked with Dane and Sarah until almost sunset. When we came back out the front we found Sarah just staring off over the valley, strangely quiet that evening taking them home.

 With just a few words we decided to add one more room next to the downstairs bathroom... for when Sarah came to stay. By mutual consent, we pulled the mattress from the camper and all the blankets we had and slept in our bedroom in the new house that night.

 Over the next few months we got our power connected, our bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen completed enough that after our wedding on the front lawn with all our friends in attendance I could carry Perry up the stairs and over the threshold.

 The only small fly in the ointment was something that didn't happen. I invited Jackie and the kids to the wedding, but they had a ski trip planned and couldn't change the reservation. Where do you go skiing in the middle of the summer?



It was the first part of September, Dane was staying with his grandmother giving us a night alone. A night alone with Perry spread out on the blanket on the front deck in all her naked pregnant glory. My face wet with her juices as I look over her swollen belly seeing her now slightly larger tits rising and falling. I could see her grin even if she didn't raise her head, "You don't think you're done yet do you?"

 I got to my knees and slipped between her spread knees, sliding in to her waiting pussy bottoming out as my belly met hers. "You getting fat woman."

 Perry's head came up with a gasp and then a grin, "Fuck me before you keel over old man." She dug her heels in my ass and pulled me in even deeper. I did as told and just enjoyed my wife's tight pussy watching her tits jiggle as I did. Going in and out making her gasp and then scream to the hills in her third orgasm of the evening.

 "You hormones are going to kill me..." I gasped as I rolled to her side sliding my hand across her tight belly.

 We laid there a bit then Perry turned and rolled on top of me, "Well then I better do it up right." Perry settled with her belly in my chest and her tits in mine licking and sucking my cock back to life.

 I tried to lift my head to her pussy but her belly held her just high enough to keep her out of reach. I blew into her spread lips making her jump, "This isn't fair."

 "Mmmmmm," Perry hummed around my firming cock then sat up with a pop letting her pussy settle momentarily to my face. I got a few licks in before she hopped up with more energy than should be allowed and spun around to hover over my now aching cock. "Well maybe this will make up for it."

 Perry reached down, raised me up enough to sink down and envelope me again. Perry rode me to her finish, I think I dribbled a little in her but I'm not sure as my consciousness drifted away...



I was flexing my hand to get some circulation back in it while I watched the nurse cut the umbilical cord. She brought him up to Perry to nurse. "What's his name?"

 I turned my head to answer but Perry beat me to it, "Sean Michael Williams Junior."

 I almost fell over on her looking her in the eye. She crooked her finger and puckered up. I leaned over to give her a kiss, totally shocked at naming him after me.

 Perry grinned up at my reaction and whispered, "I still want a girl next time..."





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