Sally-Ann's Rain Man - Sex Stories

Sally-Ann's Rain Man

... woman to share it with. What a delight Sally-Ann is to my eyes, bustling about the kitchen like this...it brings back wonderful memories of my wife when she was vibrant, healthy and happy and able to do so...That’s in the past and my future is now. I stood there like a dopey statue watching her until....... “Goodness, Thomas, don’t dawdle,” Sally-Ann said, teasingly, “do you need help putting on your apron?” Sally-Ann didn’t wait for my reply; she took the apron from me, placing the neck strap over my head and reaching under my arms to tie it in the back around my waist in a bow. I could smell her perfume, Jovan Musk I believe....she smelled wonderful. Sally-Ann put her arms around my neck to kiss my cheek and whispered in my ear, “I will trust you completely. Do you know why?” “Please tell me.” “Call it intuition resulting from observation followed by deductions. I see no reason not to continue where we left off earlier. My heart assures me you are a one woman man. Yes, I believe in Fate, Rain Man. How can I not?” Sally-Ann kissed my lips while running her fingers through my hair, “Therefore you shall be my Thomas....” “Your wish is my command,” Thomas replied as he put his strong arms around my waist, gently crushing me to him to kiss my lips long and deep. I was tingling form-the-top-of-my head-to-the-tips-of-my-toes....it is so wonderful and I’ve waited so long to for the right one to come along....move over Daniel. “I believe we left off with me standing like a dopey ...

... statue enjoying watching you, Sally-Ann and that’s the honest unadulterated truth; you fascinate me. How thick do you want me to slice it.....?” After dinner we sat outside on the glider listening to an old time Rock & Roll Radio Station that both of us have preset on our radios. My much improved rocking glider felt like we were moving back and forth on a cloud. To add to my cloud experience, Thomas kisses so nicely and he held me close to cuddle after he took my hair down. It was his turn to have his hands in my hair. We sang along to the songs on the radio, taking turns or singing together, laughing... getting a little silly. This is something else we have in common; singing to the radio when nobody is around. It was midnight before we knew it and he stood up, “Will you look at the time.” “Do you really have to go?” I asked standing up with him and touching his face. “I’ll be back tomorrow around noon with my paint sprayer and compressor. You talked about painting it dark green. I’ll wire brush it well first; prime it and then.......” I put my arms around Thomas’s neck and kissed his warm lips to stop him from talking, “You really did change your days off for me, Rain Man,” I said looking into his eyes. “I can do that since I’m the boss. We’re closed Sunday and now my assistant manager has most weekends off; everything works out fine....did you think I was fibbing, Sally-Ann?” “I thought you were flirting with me.” “In other words you thought I was fibbing.” “I did; will you ...