Felicity Ch. 06

"Got it. See you shortly." Jim surmised that his son's mostly small family soiree had become a full-blown engagement party.

Jim was very happy to have tasks to accomplish, and a good excuse to arrive early. He went home first since it was on the way and took a quick shower and dressed. Khaki shorts and sandals were no-brainers, it was mid-June in Texas. The shirt was a harder decision and he tried on four before going back to his original choice, a mint green polo shirt.

He loaded his own grill into his truck along with his big ice chest and four porch chairs then stopped by the town's only supermarket. He got the beer, hot dogs and steaks. Figuring that the crowd was likely to be mostly women he got six bottles of the Sweet Red. He also bought a pack of plastic cups and and a big package of napkins. He placed the wine and the beer in the ice chest then covered them with ice. He wanted the drinks to be cold by the time the guests arrived.

The day had just barely started to cool down when he arrived at his son's house but his yard had a couple of shade trees and a nice breeze going through it so it was comfortable. He helped Mike set up in the yard and got the grills started.

The coals were at optimum by the time the guests began to arrive so Jim started the grilling allowing Mike to greet and mingle. After a while Jason, the newly wedded friend of Mike's volunteered to take over at the grills. It had been his wedding that brought Wendy into Jim's life.

Jim learned from Jason that his honeymoon was on hold as they waited for the arrival of his bride Maggie's passport. They were going to Bora Bora.

Margaret was Karen's sister and soon volunteered to assist Jason with the grilling so Jim went inside the house to see if Wendy was there.

The gathering had turned into a spontaneous wedding shower. Women were wandering in carrying presents for Karen and Mike. A large part of the crowd had been involved with moving Karen into the house and their presents reflected on the things they thought Mike and Karen needed, like three toasters. Jim was impressed, Mike was stunned, and Karen was in tears.

A car full of redheaded women arrived but before Jim could check it out Mike asked him to start the slide show on their TV.

Jim started the show and the first photograph got everyone's attention. It was a shot of Mike's naked backside as he stood on a bed trying to remove a bra from the blades of a ceiling fan. After all of the whoops and holler subsided Jim pressed the start slideshow button and the guests watched a somewhat more normal set of photos.

Their open water fishing expedition had been successful; Mike caught a nice size barracuda and an even nicer size grouper. Karen caught two king mackerels and a small shark that was allowed to return to the sea. The fish were ready for the grill Jim had noted.

There were several photos of Mike as he and his butterfly net tried to collect living specimens in the surf. There were photos of what he captured as they swam in a bucket and photos of the same creatures in his marine aquarium, which was on the wall behind them. That elicited some oohs, and aahs.

The last set of photos captured Mike placing an engagement ring on Karen's finger, followed by the kiss after that was accomplished, then a close-up of the ring. Even though no naughty bits were visible it was obvious that they were both nude during the sequence.

The slide show ended with a photo of their naked backsides, Karen had the word "The" written on her butt. Mike had the word "End" written on his butt. "The End."

The boos and hisses battled with the applause as everyone hugged and kissed them.

Jim had busied himself re-setting the slide show to a continuous loop when suddenly Karen just squealed. She ran toward a near mirror image of herself that had just walked through the door and hugged her fiercely. As Jim turned and watched the apparently unexpected reunion a pair of arms slid around his waist from the back and lips kissed his neck. He felt magnificent breasts press hard onto his back.

It was she, his Redheaded Woman, Wendy.

"Sorry I am late," she said. "I had to wait for Carly to drive in from The City. Carly and Karen have been best friends since they were in diapers. She did not know where the house was so she drove to my home and I guided her here. We came in her car and she will likely be spending the night. I will need a ride home, or somewhere."

"Is now too soon?" Jim asked.

Wendy giggled and said, "Yes, now is too soon. I have to mingle and hug. I am also starving so if you can guide me to the food I would appreciate it."

"How much PDA am I allowed?"

"All you want. I like to shock the family when I can. Maybe we can get Mike to introduce us and we throw our drinks to the ground and jump right into a passionate kiss."

"That would have been fine but everyone is already wondering why your arms are around me while you whisper in my ear. I am wondering why they are all grinning."

"They always expect some outrageous behavior from me. They probably think this is my stunt for the day. Or it could be that Mike just told them I took the last five pictures after I delivered Karen's ring to him. Oh well, lead me to the food please."

As soon as Jim had her in the back yard he took Wendy in his arms and kissed her passionately. "I missed you," he said.

Wendy kissed him and said, "It has only been a week."

"The longest week of my life," he said as he kissed her again.

They eventually made it to the grill and Wendy chose her steak for Jason to grill.

"How do you like it?" he asked Wendy.

"About the way it is now," she said as she grasped Jim's crotch.

"That is dessert, he was asking about your steak," Jim said with a chuckle.

"Oh, medium would be fine," she said to Jason after releasing Jim.

Jim wanted the biggest of the grouper filets.

Jason and Margaret had greeted Wendy with love and lip kisses. She was obviously one of their most beloved people in their world. They had grinned when they saw Wendy take liberties with Jim's body. It was nothing new to them as Wendy was prone to very risqué attention getters.

Maggie and Jason were in the small minority of people Jim knew at the gathering and was OK that they were the audience to the stunt. He was however blushing.

Maggie however suspected that Wendy's act with Jim was more than just her usual stunt; she thought she was seeing a genuine closeness and maybe a history between them but her gentle interrogation did not give her anything to confirm her suspicions.

All her Aunt Wendy said was that they had seen each other at the wedding but never spoke.

Jim and Wendy sat on lawn chairs and ate their food and talked. Jim loved her voice and reminded himself that on their first tryst neither had spoken. They kissed when Jason and Maggie kissed, which was often.

During their conversation his gestures made soft contact with her breasts often. She twice wiped off an imaginary spill off his crotch. Margaret was becoming convinced that her suspicions were correct.

Their little games were interrupted as they were at the ice chest grabbing a couple of beers. A stream of people came outside after smelling the food. All of them detoured on their way to the grills to hug and kiss Wendy before continuing their quest.

Jim noted the deep and genuine love and affection everyone held for Wendy. All hugs for her were full and strong and all her kisses were lip kisses. He became very proud to be seen with her.

As he had expected the soiree was ninety percent women, sixty percent redhead. Husbands, boyfriends, work friends comprised the small male population but it included a couple of tall redheaded guys that were obviously family. Everyone seemed to love everyone unconditionally including several blondes, a mother daughter hispanic couple and a black girl. Jim noted that Jason was already inside the circle of family and so was Mike.

Jim suddenly felt like an outsider.

Wendy soon noted that few knew who Jim was so she began to introduce him to all that came by. Her hands stayed somewhere on Jim's body throughout the greet and meet, most often on his ass. He worried a bit about that but noticed that in the crowd most un-occupied hands were resting on someone's ass. There was a lot of kissing.

Introducing him as Mike's father seemed to satisfy most people's curiosity about their apparent closeness although Margaret appeared to have shared her suspicions about them with every redheaded female. There were many redheaded females.

Jim was introduced to Maggie and Karen's mother Mo who immediately kissed him and began some serious flirtations. Jim saw that most of that was to get a reaction from her sister. Wendy did react and hissed her threats of serious injury to Mo. As they defiantly went face to face they kissed each other softly on the lips.

During their subsequent embrace Mo whispered something to Wendy's ear, which elicited a quick slap to her ass. Mo walked away giggling as Wendy told Jim, "The sad part is that she is the sanest one of my sisters.

He met two other sisters, both short, one older and one younger than Wendy. The older one asked him a few questions and Jim felt he had given her answers she wanted to hear because she suddenly kissed him.

After that it seemed that everyone suspected something.

They drank their beers then returned to the house and smooched their way through the crowd until they found themselves by the door when someone came in carrying a large gift, they slipped out. Ten minutes later they were in his carport in the midst of a passionate kiss, her hand on his dick his on her pussy.

They broke the kiss and literally ran into the house. Both were naked by the time they got to the bed but their frenetic pace came to a halt as soon as his cock was buried in her pussy.

After a tender kiss Wendy said, "I missed you too."

Perhaps it was because they were no longer strangers. Perhaps it was because they knew it was not a one-night stand. Perhaps it was because they knew that the following morning they would still be together. But for whatever reason it was lovemaking from the start.

Jim gave Wendy an orgasm, stopped to rain kisses on her, and then loved her to another orgasm. That continued for nearly an hour, for a thousand kisses, and in three different positions.

Jim's ejaculation came with no warning. They were on their sides facing each other, the head of his dick barely inside the outer folds of her pussy. His hand was pressing her back towards him so he could get the full effect of her breasts on his chest. They were in an intense kiss but were not moving at all. He suddenly erupted into her. Some of his ejaculate shot right onto her clit and she flew into her own orgasm.

They held each other tightly until their storms ebbed. They kissed.

"Now that was special," Wendy whispered to Jim.

"It certainly was," Jim said. "And messy."

After a few moments Wendy got up and went to the bathroom then wandered off, exploring his house. Jim did some emergency cleaning on the bed then after his own trip to the bathroom followed her.

He was glad that during his manic episode he had cleaned the place. He was sorry she had missed his pride and joy, a two hundred fifty gallon marine aquarium. The automatic timer had already turned the main lights off. Night had fallen in his personal sea world. In truth his pet shop was mostly so he could order what he wanted for his tank and only pay wholesale for them. Then he smiled to himself as he realized that Wendy would see it in the morning.

Wendy paused by the door to the back porch and thought the house reminded her of her father's house, her house as a child and young woman. She had grown up with four sisters and a brother. Hers was a big, loud, loving family and she grew up in a house to match.

She suddenly had tears falling down her cheeks, which nearly panicked Jim. Before he could ask what the problem was she said, "It's OK. I just suddenly missed my Dad. He died almost five years ago. Our house was an extra large version of this house. A friend of the family bought it and it is now the women's shelter."

"Really?" I go there once a month and bring pets for the kids to play with. I have a large freshwater aquarium set up for them there. I love the house and what they provide."

Wendy said, "I volunteered to be a hostess at the shelter but I still burst into tears when I walk in. I had to beg off."

Jim walked up to her back and embraced her. She folded her arms over his and leaned back to him.

After a few minutes Wendy said, "There is a large hairy creature trying to get into the porch."

Jim looked out and said, "That's Celia. She is mad because she thinks I am cheating on her. Or maybe that I forgot her treat."

Jim went to the treat jar and then took her milk bone out to her. Wendy followed him out and asked, "Aren't you afraid of rabies, fleas, cooties?"

"I catch her once a year and give her all the shots and inspect her for injuries and parasites. She has gotten to where she tolerates it. I also gave her babies shots when she presented them to me. That traumatized them a bit and none of her kits has ever come back to visit except for one daughter. She has her own kits to worry about now. Celia is too old for babies but she is still in good health."

"Where does she live?"

"She has an apartment under the porch. It is nice and cozy and protects her from bad weather, the neighbor's dog, and the neighborhood bobcat. If things get really hairy for her she knows how to open the screen door. She has a safe house on an old oak tree by the bayou. The bayou is down by that tree line. That is where she goes to work."

Jim asked Wendy to slowly put the back of her hand about six inches in front of Celia's nose and hold it still. Wendy managed even as she felt whiskers tickle her hand. She then heard Jim explain to Celia that the naked redheaded woman with him was a dear person and that she would be her friend. Wendy was taken aback when Celia gave every indication that she understood what he said and gave her a soft chirp before leaving.

Wendy was still mentally enjoying her encounter with the raccoon when Jim said, "Let me introduce you to a delicious Shiraz and some mouthwatering cheese." He invited Wendy to sit on his swing and went into the kitchen.

He returned a few moments later with coffee mugs and an opened bottle of wine. He poured a cup for Wendy and she smiled. "I am drinking wine from a coffee mug" she thought.

Jim went back to the kitchen to get the cheese and quickly returned.

"This wine is terrific. Where did you get it?"

"One of my clients is in the import business, mostly stuff from Australia and New Zealand. The shiraz is from south Australia, the cheese from New Zealand."

They sat close together on the swing, taking sips of wine and bites of cheese in silence as they watched the flickering lights of the lightening bugs by the tree line. A large buck surprised them as he walked by from the side of the house. He glanced at them but did not change his pace as he walked towards the tree line by the bayou. Somehow the encounter made Wendy feel alive.

Jim refilled her glass but not his. He wanted his hands free. Jim draped his arm over her shoulder and brought her closer to him. She leaned against him. He gently traced the outline of her jaw, her shoulder, and her breasts with his fingertips as he kissed her neck. Wendy sighed and put her cup down. When his fingers reached her nipples she turned to him and kissed him. Her hand went to his cock and she noted it had returned to life.

She helped him pick up the cheeses and wine and take them to the kitchen. They were soon on his bed, Wendy slowly descending onto his cock. Penetration was so delicious that she repeated the process.

"You have the best body I have ever seen," Jim said to her.

Wendy blushed and said, "Thank you kind sir but there is no need for fibbing. Your cock is already buried in my pussy."

"It appears I have a statement to prove."

Jim coaxed her off his body and placed her on her tummy. He kissed and licked Wendy's body from her toes to her neck with a long stop at her ass. There he had urged her to raise her hips a bit and fingerfucked her pussy while he adored her ass. Her orgasm gave him permission to continue his journey upward.

After he adored her neck Jim urged her onto her back and repeated his journey, again starting at the toes. When he got to her pussy he placed his arms under her thighs and settled in for a feast. Her third extra intense orgasm had Wendy urging him to continue his trip upward; her pussy apparently needed a rest, or a cock.

Jim kissed and licked Wendy's torso side to side until it was time to pay homage to her tits. They were not enormous tits, maybe a C+ or a bit bigger but on her slender sexy body they made a bold statement. They were magnificent. If there was any sag to them Jim had not noticed. He was grateful to have free access to them.

He would have been content to stay adoring her breasts until morning but Wendy's hands were desperately searching for his dick. Jim slid up her body for a kiss and Wendy immediately rammed his cock into her pussy. Her growl told Jim it was not a good time to be gentle and adoring.

He started to fuck her hard and listened in wonder to her orgasmic moans. Soon his voice was accompanying hers and they just exploded together. The aftershocks had him fucking her long after he was empty. With a whimper they stopped and separated. While he was trying to figure out who whimpered Wendy turned to him and kissed him.

"Thanks," she said.

"Anytime," he said.

"That will be often," she said.

They kissed and caressed until Wendy yawned. They assumed the spooning position and promptly fell asleep. There were no interim episodes that night. They both knew the other would still be there in the morning.

Before she fell asleep Wendy thought their sex that night had been even better than the one from the previous week. She asked herself why since that sex had been brilliantly passionate and came to the conclusion that it was because they were not strangers trying desperately to make it through the night.

They were lovers, or at least she hoped they were.

He treated her like they were. She was wondering if that was good enough when she fell asleep.

When she awoke Sunday he was already making love to her. He was softly kissing her from her hip to her neck. His fingers where in the midst of petal soft touches on her pussy lips.

She turned to face him and draped a leg over his hips. She guided his very hard cock into her as she embraced him. She continued her motion until she was astride his hips. Wendy fucked him gently, lovingly.

The last thirty seconds of their fuck however were frenetic. Wendy's pussy told his cock "now!" and his cock answered "now is good" and they quickly led their bodies into spectacular orgasms.

Wendy draped her body over his as they both fought for air; a task made more difficult by the fact neither was about to release the other from the embrace.

Shortly after Jim's cock bade a fond farewell to Wendy's pussy they got up and went to the bathroom together. They watched each other piss and later shared his toothbrush.

Wendy reminded herself that she had placed a toothbrush in her purse but had no idea where her purse was. She thought sharing his toothbrush was neat.

They remained nude as he fixed her breakfast and treated her as if she belonged there, in his house with him.

They finished their coffee on the big recliner in front of his aquarium. Wendy was fascinated by it and had a lot of questions for him but did not want to break the loving silence they were enveloped in.

She loved where she was, in his house, naked on his lap, sipping coffee on a lazy Sunday morning.