Hal and Jessie were still in Florida. I talked to Hal on the phone a few days ago and they were not expecting his grandma to live more than another couple of days. I told him how sorry I was; I remember when my favorite grandma died and I was devastated. He figured that they would probably be down there another week after she passed away. I told him I missed him and his mom.
"You miss my mom?" he said.
"Well yeah. OK her cooking mostly," I said and we laughed. I would have to watch that. I did NOT ever want my best friend to find out his mom loved sucking my cock as much as he did!
The morning after the steamy shower scene with my sister Amy I was sitting on the deck drinking a cup of coffee, getting ready for work. I had to be at work by 9 and it was probably going to be a double, which was ok with me because I could use the money.
Amy came out onto the deck and sat down at the table across from me. She was wearing a skirt and top and looked very nice and businesslike.
"Tommy," she said, her chin beginning to quiver. "I am so sorry for putting you through that last night. I shouldn't have done that. Will you please forgive me?"
Tears started running down her cheeks.
"Amy, stop!" I said, reaching across the table and taking her hands. "Amy, you didn't do anything that I didn't thoroughly enjoy. I think you have an incredible body. I guess I felt like you just wanted someone to pay attention to you and maybe make you feel appreciated and, well... beautiful. And Amy, my god... you are so beautiful! My only question is: Can I come in and watch you shower again?"
She had stopped crying and was now smiling her cute little crooked smile that always made me smile... and did again.
"Tommy you always know what to say and do to pull me back from the edge. I don't know how you do it. I am so glad you are still here. I think you could be my best friend right now," and tears started again. Different tears this time. "And yes, you can come in and watch me shower any time you like."
She grinned and said, "Hey do you remember the time..." and we talked for 20 more minutes and laughed about jams that we got each other into and out of. But then I had to get ready for work and as we stood up it started raining... and it was pouring by the time we got to the door.
We got to the kitchen and put our cups in the sink and she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a bear hug, backed off a bit, and kissed me on the lips.
"I love you, Tommy," she said. "Have a great day. I am going job hunting today."
I was surprised at that.
"So, you are staying for the long haul?" I said.
"Not sure yet," she said. "But either way I need money."
Made sense, I guess. I said "Love you too Amy. Good luck."
I left for work right after I changed out of my wet shirt. It stormed all day. Heavy rain and occasional thunder.
I didn't get home until almost 10 PM and I was exhausted. I went straight to my room, took a quick shower to get the "food service smell" off, and crawled into bed to read a bit. After about 10 minutes, there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Come on in Amy," I said quietly.
She slid the door back and came into my room and sat on my bed.
"How was work?" she asked, kind of chattily. I figured out she just wanted someone near her own age to talk to. I felt so bad for her. She was, as Mom said, going through a rough time.
We talked briefly about her job hunt that day. She did have some prospects.
I could not help but notice that just since coming in and sitting on my bed, her nipples had gotten hard and were pushing against the fabric of her T-shirt.
"Are you cold Amy?" I asked with a smile. She followed my glance down, looked at her hardening nipples, and punched me playfully on the shoulder.
"You wanna warm me up?" she said as she pretended to start taking her shirt off.
She stood up and headed back to the door.
