Sally-Ann's Rain Man - Sex Stories

Sally-Ann's Rain Man

... nurturing earth mother like Gaea might describe Sally-Ann best now. Sally-Ann’s cozy and tidy little 2 bedroom ranch house and yard are full of exceedingly vibrant green plants or flowering bushes of all types and varieties. Plants are almost the centerpieces of every room; my wife had a green thumb and our home used to be like this. My wife also fussed over and spoiled me terribly while she was able. Sally-Ann fussed over me the whole time I was working, bringing me fresh squeezed lemonade or mint green tea, the leaves picked fresh from her garden; both were ice cold and refreshing. She brought me cold compresses for the back of my neck and made me take several breaks to rest and sip my refreshing beverages while I explained what I was doing....Sally-Ann is a nurturing woman and it shows in these little things. Nurturing was the overwhelming thought that came to me suddenly out of nowhere; a strong feeling, a lasting impression; a defining premonition when I first kissed her. I’m sure some of the wildness of her early years remains though. I can sense that wild, ever present undercurrent of her sexuality.......... I found Thomas standing in the tub with a towel wrapped around his middle when I walked in the bathroom; he looked cute and sexy. I wanted to just kiss him all up and baby him. Not surprisingly I found Beanie with him on the hamper waiting to be petted; she does this with me. “We have had twenty minutes until I take the pork roast the oven. I want it to rest 10 ...

... minutes before you slice it,” I set the kitchen timer on the vanity top, “Sit down and close your baby-blues so we can get started.” “Yes, ma’am,” Thomas said taking the towel off and sitting down, “This is my first shampoo by a woman other than my mother, Sally-Ann.” “Didn’t your wife every do this for you?” I asked surprised, “Don’t tell me you also never showered together?” I wet his thick black hair and started to lather. “My wife Sally was very conservative in regard to things like this, although very affectionate and accommodating in other ways. She spoiled me rotten though for as long as she was able. Sally also had a green thumb just like you have; I believe you would have liked her.” “Your wife’s name was Sally? I asked, surprised again “Yes; didn’t I mention that before? Her middle name is Ann, the Sally and the Ann weren’t pronounced as one name like yours. You decide coincidence or fate? I’ll go with Fate. This feels wonderful, I can get used to this pampering,” he sighed relaxing his shoulders and smiling, ”What is your middle name by the way? Mine is Andrew, after my Grandpa Andy, my Dad’s father; Thomas Andrew Butler, that’s me or TAB for short.” “My middle name is Beatrice, after my Grandma Beanie; Sally-Ann Beatrice McCarthy that’s me or just plain Sally-Ann.” “I see; you named your cat after your Grandmother.” “Do you have a problem with that, TAB?” and I gave his hair a playful yank. “No Ma’am, I think it’s nice.” “That’s better; how long were you married?” I ...