Down on Main Street, luck was with us. I found a parking spot about midway down the street, under a tree. I helped Tammy out of the car. We stopped and looked up and down Main Street, remembering.
We decided to walk to the end on this side, cross over then return on this side. The first store we came to was Tucker’s Jewelry. We looked at each other, Tammy had a tear trickle down her cheek. This is where we bought our rings. Tammy had to go in.
“Good afternoon, how can I help you?” Cynthia’s smile hadn’t changed; she looked at Tammy’s hand.
“Cynthia, my name is Tammy Johnston. It was Burton until this big guy put one of your rings on my finger,” Cynthia took Tammy’s hand, smiled, and walked away.
When she returned, Cynthia had the paperwork we had filled out over twenty years ago. Cynthia carefully unfolded the paperwork and turned it so we could see it. Tammy looked at me, her eyes filled with happy tears.
“I remember you two. You were so very young, and it was easy to see that you were in love,” Cynthia was remembering with us.
“Cynthia, you made Tammy and me so happy. You were so patient and kind. We could never have gotten this without your help. You let us put it on layaway. The day we were to get married, we still owed on the set, I thought, but you said ‘no’.” I was quite certain I was right. Cynthia was blushing.
“Guilty.” Cynthia smiled. She turned the papers over, and on the bottom was marked: ‘Balance due $20.00’ with a line drawn through it. “And don’t you DARE try to pay it now, the statute of limitations has lapsed. Cynthia had the sweetest smile on her face. Tammy reached across the counter and kissed Cynthia on her cheek.
“Our twenty-fifth anniversary is not far off. Need I say more?” I smiled at Cynthia. “We will be adding a ring, not replacing them. You would have to kill me and cut the ring from my finger,” I meant every word.
We talked for a little while, then another customer came in. We said goodbye to Cynthia and returned to our adventure.
A few doors down, we came upon a small curio shop. Tammy looked through the front window, smiled, and went in. The little man behind the counter grinned and nodded as we walked past him. Tammy began her search for that certain something we can’t live without.
“Hank, look at this. It resembles St. Ignatius. Can I get it?” Her eyes twinkled.
“Ah, excuse me.” The little old man approached us. “St. Ignatius? Would you wait just a moment?” He ducked behind the curtain.
Within two minutes, he came out with a replica of St. Ignatius. He handed it to Tammy, she held it like it was gold. The old man smiled and nodded; he was proud.
“I used to sell a lot of those about twenty years ago. That’s when kids were proud of where they went to school. About three months ago, a young couple with twins, a boy and a girl, came in. They bought the last two S.I. sweatshirts. They were small, and the babies would probably fit in them in the fall,” he smiled.
“We’ll take the school. Tammy and I went to school there,” I boasted.
“And that’s where you fell in love,” the old man chuckled.
“Yep! And we’re even more in love,” I added.
The old man bubble-wrapped our treasure like it was going on a voyage. He wrapped it in wedding paper, put it in a bag, and then handed it to Tammy. I offered him my credit card, but he refused it.
“Happy Anniversary,” he said and disappeared.
We walked out of the store as confused as we could be. Our anniversary is a couple of months away. Then Tammy looked at the bag: Yesterday’s Treasures. She held it to her chest and teared up. I was speechless.
We crossed the street to head back to our car. We perused a few shops along the way, but when Tammy saw the sign Ye Olde Ice Cream Shoppe, nothing was stopping her. When we walked in, a young man behind the counter greeted us with a big smile and a wave.
We heard someone call us, It was Mark T. and Mona. They motioned for us to join them, and then Mark pulled a chair out for Tammy. We got comfy, and the conversation flowed. A young lady dressed in white came to take our order. Tammy ordered her strawberry sundae with extra strawberries, just like in high school; mine was a chocolate malt.
“So, returning to the old tourist trap? It amazes me how they have kept Main Street as authentic as they have,” Mark stated.
Mona chimed in, “I love coming down here. We have to go downtown for some things, but I would rather give my custom to the people who made a stake in our town.”
Tammy and I agreed. The conversation came around to our purchase. Tammy took it out of the wrapping and handed it to Mark. The resemblance of St. Ignatius amazed Mark and Mona. Mona carefully returned it to Tammy, she returned it to its wrappings with great care.
The impromptu ice cream social ended, and we all walked to our cars. We went to Mark and Mona’s first, we said our goodbyes then then continued to our car. I held Tammy’s door so she could cradle her prize. I got behind the wheel and started the car, the AC was going to feel good soon.
“Hey Tammy, how about a stroll around the lake? We still have a little bit of sunlight left,” I suggested.
“I love your idea, Hank, but I want to get our Church home where it will be safe. And you have an appointment at ten tomorrow with Andrew at Platt and Dorrest. I want you to be good and rested.” Tammy always takes care of me.
“I understand. Can I talk you into stopping and picking up a twelve-pack, then call The Pizza Man for dinner? Then you can find a place for our Church and we can relax,” I agreed.
I pulled into the driveway, helped Tammy out of the car, and put my arm around her. She sighed and lay her head against my arm. When we got inside, Tammy looked around and found a place next to a lamp. She put the Church next to the lamp and pulled the chain. The light from the lamp lit the Church perfectly.
I watched Tammy and waited for someone to answer the phone at The Pizza Man. A young man’s voice answered with a quick, “Can you hold please?” and put me on hold. Tammy came over to me and put her arms around me.
“What do you think, Hank?” she asked with pride.
“Perfect. I really like – yes, hello. I’d want to order a large mushroom and onion pizza. Thin crust. Yes, that’s my address, thank you.” Click. I looked at Tammy and crossed my eyes.
“I didn’t mean to cut you off Baby, but they must be damn busy tonight. I love how the lamp shines on the Church. It’s perfect – like my Baby.” I squeezed and kissed her cheek.
“Forty-five minutes for our pizza,” she asked.
“No, at least one hour. I’m going to take a shower, would you want to go first?” I asked her.
“Yeah, yeah, maybe so. I would like to freshen up, I want my man to always want me,” she giggled.
I waited for a few minutes, then walked into the bedroom. Tammy had just finished undressing and grabbed her from behind and picked her up.
“SHIT! Hank! Put me down you big brute! How dare you sneak up behind me and scare the living-”
I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her long and hard.
Tammy went limp in my arms. “You big brute, you meanie, you, you, oh God you fucking hunk.” Tammy slammed her lips against mine.
“I love ya, woman,” I stared into her eyes.
“Damn, you do this to me, you make me weak and I’m hot, wet you better fix this, Tammy purred. “I’m going to shower, then I’ll wait for the pizza and put it on warm in the oven. You are going to fix this.” Her voice was hot and sultry.
Tammy started to shower, I grabbed a beer, put on some quiet but upbeat music, and closed the drapes. With the light from the lamp, the room took on a romantic look. I was happy with the mood I wanted, but then I turned the oven on one-seventy-five. The pizza was after the party.
Tammy finished and came into the living room wearing her robe. She smiled at the sight of the room and then at me. She went into the kitchen and looked at the oven. She bent over and pulled up her robe.
“Soon, Baby, and it’s all yours,” she purred.
The doorbell rang, and our dinner had arrived. I paid the guy and handed the pizza to Tammy. She giggled and put it in the oven, I headed for the shower. This would be short, but thorough.
I joined Tammy in the living room, she had removed her robe. We approached each other and embraced, and kissed. Our tongues massaged each other, and Tammy rubbed her soft body against mine. She reached for my cock when she felt it getting hard, she smiled at her efforts.
I bundled my little bride into my arms and walked into the bedroom. I lay Tammy gently on the bed, then fluffed the pillow under her head. She watched me with glistening eyes filled with sex. She was beginning to breathe a little heavier.
“Now I’m going to fix that, just like you want.” I pushed her legs apart. Tammy inhaled sharply.
I lay between her legs ran my hands over her soft tummy and milked her tits. I slid my tongue between her wet pussy lips. Tammy raised her legs to give me plenty of room to love her. I sucked her lips and flicked them with my tongue, Tammy whimpered and squirmed as my tongue slid across her clit.
Tammy was groaning and squirming under me. I ran my hands up and down her soft body then back to milking her tits and pulling her nipples. Tammy jumped and squealed when I nipped her clit, she started panting when I did it the second time.
She pulled her legs closer to her body, grabbed my hair and pushed my face into her wet pussy and groaned. “Oh now, Baby now, I’m cum – cum – cumming, ugh!” Tammy’s pussy squirted stream after stream of her cum splattering my face. I kept sucking her pussy, she continued to soak my face.
“No, no, no more, stop please, can’t, no more cum, stop, please,” Tammy moaned as she covered her pussy with her hands.
I sat back on my heels and pulled Tammy’s pussy close to my cock. She looked at me wide-eyed and anxious. “What are you, oh God,” she moaned as I bent over her and slid my cock deep into her warm pussy.
I draped her legs over my shoulders and bent over to suck her tit. Tammy moaned and closed her eyes, she was wet with sweat, which made her perfume stronger. I held her tits in my hand and took turns sucking them and nipping her nipples.
I shoved my cock into her and began pumping her with hard long strokes. Feeling her warm pussy muscles wrapped around my cock as I pumped in and out of her was bringing me to the edge. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls demanding release.
I started slamming my cock into Tammy as I squeezed and sucked her tits. She cried out, “Yes give it to me Baby you know how I want it”, and squirted my cock and balls with more cum. My cock exploded with the first load of thick hot cum and another. Tammy’s pussy walls were soaked and the cum was pooing in her pussy.
I held on to her tits and continued to slam in and out of her. With each load of cum, the pool in her pussy began to overflow. The cum dripped between her ass cheeks and on my balls. Tammy was whimpering and panting, the smile on her face proved she was being satisfied.
I had run out of cum, Tammy had drained me. She pushed me over and sat on my cock.
“You’re not taking that pussy poker out of me yet. It feels too good shoved inside me,” Tammy stammered.
She sat on my cock rocking and riding it with her arms in the air. Her tits swayed and bounced with her movements. I wanted to cum, but there was nothing left.
Tammy raised just enough for my limp cock to slide out of her. She moaned with disappointment and then lay next to me. She held my cock as she licked and sucked making sure there were no drops left.
“I want every drop of you,” Tammy cooed and went back to inspecting my cock with her lips and tongue.
Tammy kissed me, then kissed my cock and balls. She got out of bed and went to the kitchen. When she reappeared, she had two plates with pizza on them and two beers.
She stood there grinning and swaying her tits. “Now, which would you prefer – a pizza or a piece of?” My cock jumped.
We had our pizza party in bed. I put some beer on Tammy’s nipple and sucked it off. She giggled and stroked my cock.
When we had finished eating, I took the remnants into the kitchen and put them away. On my way back to the bedroom, I stopped at the bathroom. Tammy was just coming out and getting into bed.
When I joined her in bed, she stroked my cock until it was hard enough to slide into her. She positioned her pussy and guided my cock into her. Once she had secured my cock in her pussy, she laid her head on her pillow.
“I hope you have a happy dream, Baby,” she whispered and moved her ass.
I put my pillow by her tummy and rolled her on it. I slid my cock back into her and began pounding her pussy for all I was worth. Tammy pushed her ass up so my cock went deeper. It wasn’t long before whatever cum I had in my balls was now in her pussy.
Exhausted and soaked in sweat, I dropped down next to her.
“Where did that come from, woman? ” I panted.
“I told you I wanted ALL of your cum. I was just making sure. Good night, ya big brute,” Tammy giggled and pulled up the sheets.
Departed Soul
