Finding Home Pt. 07

"I agree with Kail, Andy," said Grace. "You were forgiven the minute you asked. Please, please know Kail and I would have never agreed to this is we thought it might come between the two of you. We love you both, very much."

They both came to him, hugged him, and kissed him on the cheeks.

"So, there's only one more thing, Dreamy," said Kail. "Sara let the cat out of the bag that you have a humidor here. I came so damn hard I think I saw Kurt Cobain, and I see that you've got some Coltrane in that preppy record collection of yours. What say we fire up a post-orgasm stogie and play some Coltrane?"

"Can I join you in a minute? There's one of you who hasn't been treated well tonight, and she and I missed our time together this morning. Give me, say . . ."

Sara held up 10 fingers.

"Give me ten minutes with Sara in the shower, and I'll join you."

"Could I join you?" asked Grace, turning red almost immediately. "I mean with the cigars, not with you and Sara. We want to respect your time together."

"And listen," added Kail, "please be as loud as you want. Just hearing the two of you go at it will ring my bell. And, now that we know what you're packing? Kisses is my hero -- like I want to be her when I grow up. Just seeing that thing blew my mind," she paused.

"I'll tell you what, since the Bat bitches are going to have their first cigar, Grace and I can run and get some soda. They'll need the sugar and the caffeine to keep from getting green in the gills from the nicotine. If you're done when we get back, great. If not -- well, we all know we were too much woman for you Dreamy."

"Can you drive a stick?" asked Andy.

"I can," said Grace somewhat embarrassed.

"You can take my truck," said Andy. "And Grace? No need to hurry."

The two girls laughed as they headed to change their clothes.

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In the shower room, Sara and Andy kissed and caressed one another slowly and tenderly.

"Baby, I am so sorry. I should never have mentioned this to you." She began to cry.

Andy held her face in his hands and kissed her.

"Sara, I both want, and need, to be a one-woman man. I saw guys in the Corps with beautiful, amazing wives throw it all away to screw anything that moved once they were deployed. I can't be that guy. I won't be that guy. You deserve better than that. Our marriage deserves better than that. Our kids," Andy began to choke up, "our kids need to know that their mom and dad love one another and aren't going anywhere and that they will kill people to keep them safe. Do you remember who said that to me?"

"I did. The first time we went to the cabin. I also told you I wanted to make love to you there," she said smiling.

"You did. That's the most important day of my life Sara -- the day I met you. I won't jeopardize that."

"Make love to me, baby," said Sara.

"On one condition," replied Andy, "only if you'll agree to do so for the rest of our lives."

Sara led him to the bench, and motioned for him to sit down. Andy was hard as iron, and she lowered herself on his manhood. They kissed, and Andy began to fondle her breasts, before gripping her hips. As she rode him up and down, Sara put her hands above her head, exposing her luscious bosom to Andy's appreciative eyes.

"You are so beautiful. How did I ever deserve you?" he asked.

She stopped moving and leaned forward, again holding his face in both hands. "You won me, dumbass. Don't you get that? My God, Andy, I've known you for six days and I cannot imagine my life without you. I love you. I love your family. December cannot get here fast enough. Hell, this weekend cannot get here fast enough. Baby, I would give up just about anything to be your woman."

"But you are my woman," he said confusedly. The events of the day and evening, coupled with the hot, velvety feel of Sara's quim had Andy not thinking clearly.

"Yes! And I've given up nothing and gained everything, and more! Andy, no one deserves anything. My momma taught me that. We earn things. You won me, and I love you. Now however, I love you because I choose to, and because I keep choosing to. We won each other, but now we give because we choose to. Baby, I'm yours and you are mine. Period. End of story. Do we understand each other?"

"Yes, we do my love," he replied softly.

"Good. Just talking to you with your beautiful dick in me has me really close. Finish me, baby. Make me cum."

Andy kissed her, and began to thrust into her in earnest. After about 2 minutes, both came violently. Sara gushed as hard as she could remember, and Andy had to catch her when the shaking stopped.

When she could speak again, Sara whispered, "Andy do you know what was hotter than seeing you with Kail and Grace -- and that was really hot?"

"What?"

"Watching you pull away from Grace and I," she smiled at him. "Baby, you should never play poker with me. I can read my beautiful man's face like a damn book. I knew what you were doing."

"So, you were testing me?" he asked confusedly.

She giggled. "No Droobie. Last night, when you told me to take the girls to the showers and lock the door, there was a look on your face. It's your 'Andy the Marine' face. You're making plans, and doing mental math. I saw a similar, but different, look tonight. That was really hot. My man was stopping himself from basically being in a porno with two amazing women because he loves me." She kissed him.

"Now, if you're done molesting me. I want to try my first cigar," she said.

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That night, as they were all in bed, Grace and Kail heard Andy sing Peter Gabriel's "In Your Eyes" to his almost-fiancé.

"You're my bitch, Dreamy!" shouted Kail.

"You're too much woman for me, Power Girl!" replied Andy.