Jake sat staring up at the beautiful night sky. It was a warm August night, the sky full of bright shiny stars, the moon was full and every now and then you would see a shooting star stream across the sky. Every night he would sit here on his front porch and stare at the sky. Even during bad weather he would sit on the porch swing and stare off into the night for hours.
He missed his wife, he missed the sound of her voice and the gentle touch of her hands. He missed hearing her hum as she fixed his morning breakfast and how bright her smile always was in the morning. He missed the way she would play with their grandchildren when they came to visit, but most of all he missed her body wrapped in his arms at night.
Mary had died of cervical cancer two years ago and he stilled missed her. They had both been shocked when she had been diagnosed with cancer. Yet through it all she had never once complained. She had told him that they would make the best of the time they had left together and she had done so right up till the end when she was just to weak to fight anymore.
It tore Jake up to see his once vibrant and still beautiful wife wasting away before his eyes. Jake had fell in love with Mary 23 years ago, when he first saw her at their county fair. She was wandering around the fair grounds with her best friend Jane when they came to the dairy barn where he was taking care of the dairy cows his father had entered in the fair.
Jake was tall, standing a little over six foot, three inches. He had raven black hair that was long and tied back into a ponytail as was the fashion back then. His eyes were his best feature, they were a deep emerald green. With his dark looks and those eyes of his, women were always staring at him.
He had dated very little in high school and even after entering into college he had little time for girls. He had been studying to be a Veterinary and was in his third year of college when he met Mary. When she had walked into the barns that day he had known that she was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. It had been love at first sight is what he told her after they had started dating.
It was her best friend who had started flirting with him that day. Jane was a beautiful woman he would admit to that. She was tall, long legged, long blond hair and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a pair of short shorts that just showed the cheeks of her ass. Every guy, including his father had their eyes on her ass when she walked by them. Every guy except for Jake that is, he glanced at Jane once but it was Mary that held his attention.
Jake had almost punched his best friend in the mouth later that night when he had asked Jake if he knew why it was that the best friend of a really beautiful woman was always homely?
"Hey buddy, do you know why beautiful babes like Jane always have a best friend who is a real dog? Because they don't have to worry about them trying to take their guys away from them. Look around, every good looking babe always has a real dog for a best friend. They don't have to worry about the competition that way."
Jake had wanted to punch his friend when he made that comment. To Jake, Mary was the more beautiful of the two of them and he went out of his way to talk to Mary. When Jane finally realized that Jake wasn't interested in her she turned her attention to his best friend Bill, giving Jake the opening to talk to Mary.
Mary was a cute gal, not what you would call real pretty but she was still cute. She had the biggest crystal blue eyes with the longest eyelashes Jake had ever seen on a woman. Her hair was the color of honey and hung clear to her waist. She was probably about 5'6' or so and plump. She was the perfect woman as far as Jake was concerned. There was nothing fake about Mary like there was with so many women those days.
The guys ended up hanging out with the girls the rest of the night. They had been on a few of the rides and each of the guys had won the girls each a stuffed animal in the hoop toss. They were near the back of the fairgrounds when Jake asked Mary if she would ride the Ferris Wheel with him. He wanted a nice slow ride where they could talk and be away from their friends.
By the end of the evening Jake had gotten Mary's phone number and the following day called her and invited her out to the movies. They dated for almost a year before Jake proposed to her. Jake had waited until the fair came again that next summer then he got Mary on the Ferris Wheel again and proposed to her there.
For 23 years they had lived a happy, love filled life. They had one child, a son that Mary insisted be named after his father. Little Jake as they called him was married and lived in the upper part of the state now where he was in his final year of law school. Jake used to joke with his son about how he didn't understand how the son of a Vet, would choose to be a lawyer instead of following in his fathers footsteps.
His son was a replica of his mother in every way. From his looks to his sensitivity towards all living things. Mary and their son could never turn an animal away that needed care and a home. At one time they had thirteen dogs and six cats at home that Mary and little Jake had adopted.
Jake was about to get up and head in the house when he saw something move across the street. It was his neighbor Jasmine and her boyfriend. They must have been sitting on her porch and he hadn't noticed them until they had stood up. Her little house was set back some distance from the main road but you could still see them fairly clearly, because of the bright moonlight that night.
Jake was taken by surprise when he realized that neither of them had any clothes on. Her boyfriend had his arms wrapped around her and Jake could clearly see that his hands were at her breasts, cupping them, playing with her nipples while he was kissing her neck.
Jake felt that familiar stirring in his loins as he watched the scene being played out across the street. They were the only two houses on this end of the long country road they lived on, so any chance of someone driving by was pretty unlikely, especially at this time of night.
Jasmine reminded him so much of his Mary because of her build and her love of animals. It had been about nine months after Mary had died that Jasmine had come running across the street carrying her small dog. She was crying and the tears were streaming down her face. She had a little mixed breed that looked to be part terrier and cocker mix. The poor thing was hardly breathing and the side of his face was beginning to swell up pretty badly.
Jake checked him over and found that he had more than eight little bumps on the side of his neck and four more along the right side of his body. Jasmine told him that she was hanging out some clothes and Buddy was playing in the yard when he started yelping loudly. He was running towards her and then just collapsed at her feet.
He had been stung, but by what Jake didn't know. He gave him a shot to ease his breathing then when he was sure he would be alright for a few minutes he ran over to her house to see if he could see if it were bees or hornets that might have got him. Didn't take him long to find the culprits, at the far end of her yard where the woods began he found a huge hornets nest.
He gave Buddy the shots he needed and told Jasmine to leave him with him for the night so he could keep his eye on him. The poor little guy had a severe allergic reaction to the stings and Jake wanted to keep his eye on him, plus he would need another shot in a few hours.
He had given Jasmine a glass of ice tea while she sat holding her dog, the tears still streaming down her cheeks. After she had calmed down Jake told her to go on home and she could come back over in a few hours and check on his progress but right now Buddy needed to rest quietly. He took Buddy from her and placed him in the big comfy dog bed he had brought into the living room while she was drinking her tea.
About an hour after Jasmine had left Jake saw the pest control people pull into her driveway. She didn't waste any time to seeing that the nest was removed and even had them check around the area for anymore before they left.
