In three weeks, Spike will have been here a year. Looking back to the ordeal with the Judge makes me shiver. That was the beginning of a very bad time.
A month after that, I went to court with Spike for the divorce. His wife took the stand and tried to say that Spike and I were having cheating on her. When the details of Spike’s arrival at the hospital came out, the Judge ruled in favor of Spike and granted the divorce. He also put me in charge of Spike’s finances.
Two days later, we were informed that Laura had fallen into a deep depression. Here sister hadn’t heard from her, so she went to check on her. She found Laura in bed, and lying next to her was a box. The box was filled with photos of her and Spike. There was one of Rick.
Laura is in the Regional Hospital on the fourth floor. A psych ward, and she is on a twenty-four-hour watch. I kind of feel sorry for her, but now she will know the hell she put this loving, tender man through
I’m taking Spike home with me to continue his rehab. I bought a queen-size bed to sleep in because Spike and I didn’t sleep together before the wedding. He is the consummate gentleman. I never carry a bag or reach for anything anymore.
One of the many things I love about my man is the way he would look at me before the wedding. I could tell he wanted me, and I wanted him.
A month after he moved in with me, we went up to visit my Dad in the nursing home. He loves it when his “Little One” comes to visit. Dad fell in love with Spike immediately. He was amazed that Spike refused to sleep with me until the wedding. That made Dad very happy.
We went to the courthouse and got our marriage license. Then we went right back to the Church. Reverend Richards was so pleased to do the impromptu ceremony. The home made it possible for Dad to attend. Some of his friends from the home joined us as well.
After we wanted to go back home. Dad grinned and said he and Momma were the same way. Then he gave out a mischievous chuckle.
“I don’t have to say this. It’s obvious, you’re taking care of my baby. Annette would be so proud and in tears if she were here. Go, make a life, have fun, make me a Grandpappy before I go meet Annie.”
We drove home holding hands most of the time. I unbuttoned the second button of my blouse. Spike kissed his two fingers and pressed them against my bare chest. I held his hand there for a few seconds.
When we got home, Spike put the suitcases in the front door. He picked me up so gently, I felt like I was floating. I’m only five-four, and in his big hands I look very small. I feel so loved and protected by this man.
I went into my, I mean, our room. Spike shut the door, then went to his room. We were getting ready for our life. I got into my shower. I was beginning to give myself to my husband. I remembered seeing him in his briefs. I wondered how he would be able to fit inside me.
I had visions of him in the shower. Naked, muscular, and handsome. I could feel my body preparing to let him make me his wife. I told him he looked handsome in his briefs. I was really telling him how large he was. I think he understood.
I opened the door to find him standing there, patiently. When he saw me, he approached me and gently put his arms around me. Then, for the first time, Spike kissed me. His touch and his lips made every cell in my body come to life.
As our lips separated, he looked into my eyes. I’ll never forget his first words to me.
“Cheryl, you are a beautiful woman. There were so many times I wanted to tell you, to kiss you, or just to hold you.” Then he kissed me again. My body was ready to become his wife.
He picked me up like I was a little doll. He set me down next to our wedding bed. I removed my white see-through robe. Spike smiled and kissed me again. My body wanted him to take me.
He removed his robe. He stood there, bare chest. Muscular, daring me to touch him. I ran my hands over his chest, then kissed him. I looked up at him, closed my eyes, and let him fondle my breasts through my thin white gown.
His large hands covered my C-cup breasts; his hands were so warm through my gown and bra. When he fondled me, I could feel his gentle strength. I wanted him to tear my gown from me and take me. Take me like a caveman would his woman.
I reached for his manhood. It was hard, it felt huge. It made me tremble to think of what he could do with my virgin body. It was making me hotter the longer I touched it.
Spike unbuttoned my gown. Every button loosened my gown around my breasts; his touch made me shiver. He removed my gown and put it on the chair by my vanity. He kissed me and embraced me gently, but his strength felt wonderful.
Spike unfastened my bra and let it fall to the floor. He looked down at my body and caressed my breasts. He bent over and kissed both nipples, then sucked on each one. My arms were above my head. I wanted him to have all of me.
Spike knelt in front of me. He slipped his fingers in the waistband of my panties. He pulled them from me and held my hand as I stepped out of them. He wrapped me in his arms and pulled me to him.
He kissed my body from just below my breasts down to my pubic hair. My body pushed my hips forward without me telling it. I wanted his kisses on my most private part.
“Spike, baby. Oh God. What you do to me. My heart is beating out of my chest,” I panted
He didn’t say a word but continued to use his lips and tongue to arouse every cell in my being.
When he had finished, he helped me up. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed his chest. I fondled her firm butt cheeks, and I could feel his cock pulse against my bare chest.
I put my fingers in the waistband of his briefs. As I pushed them over his hips, I knelt in front of him. When I released his cock, it stood hard as a rock in front of me. He stepped out of his briefs.
I wrapped my fingers around his rigid cock and kissed the top. I put the tip in my mouth and wrapped my lips around his girth. Spike moaned and put his large hands on my head. I sucked him and fondled his cum filled balls. His manly taste made my pussy drip with desire.
After a little while, Spike touched my arms and helped me stand. He picked me up, our bare bodies touching, as he carried me to our bed. He kissed me tenderly and hugged me in his arms.
He lay me on the bed, my head resting on the pillow. I didn’t know what to expect, but my body did. I could feel the desire engulfing me. Spike is so gentle and romantic. I want him to make me a woman.
He lay between my legs. He kissed the inner thighs of my left leg, then my right one. He would start just above my knee and stop just before the place I wanted his tongue and lips. He was making me crazy. I wanted his sex no matter what he would do to my body. My body was screaming for him to take my virginity.
He put his lips on my pussy lips. They burned my tender flesh. The excitement raced through my body. Without thinking, I put my hands on his head and pushed my hips up so my entire pussy was in his mouth.
Next, I felt his thick tongue separate my lips and slide between them. He would start at the bottom, so close to my tight brown opening, then slowly make his way to the top. When he reached the top of me, he lightly slid his tongue across my stiff clit.
My body was shaking with lust as he orally made me cum. His tongue slid across my clit as my pussy flooded with my cum. Spike made me cum without taking my virginity. I held his head between my legs and rode his tongue until I collapsed.
Spike lifted his head and knelt back on his heels. He looked at me from between my legs. He had the most peaceful expression, while my body was running rampant with desire.
“Cheryl, you know I’ve loved you for a long time. So many times, I just wanted you in my arms. Now, after everything is behind us, I want to make you my wife. Not my woman, but my partner forever.” His voice was so soft, just above a whisper.
“Spike, I have belonged to you for a long time. I’ve wanted you for a long time. Make me your wife, forever.” I could feel my body quiver in anticipation.
He leaned over me and kissed me gently. He positioned his torso between my legs. The strength of his body ran through my body. Then he put the tip of his cock between my pussy lips. I was going to become a woman, his woman.
Spike ever so gently pushed his cock against the part of my body that would make me a woman. I had my hands on his hips, so when he penetrated, I could stop him. But I didn’t want to stop him. I wanted his cock in me. He stopped.
I winced at the pain Spike tried so desperately to avoid. I pushed against his hips, and Spike stopped.
I released the pressure on his hips, and Spike tenderly continued to enter me. When I felt his cum ladened balls against my butt, I knew I had all of him. His cock felt so huge inside my virgin pussy. I could feel it pulse and throb.
He began licking and sucking my boobs. There were no long breasts; they were his boobs. That’s what I wanted. As he sucked and licked my boobs, he slowly began to move in and out of me.
It felt like my pussy lips were wrapped around his huge, throbbing cock. I was beginning to pant, no longer with desire, but with demanding lust. I wrapped my legs around his butt and began to push him each time he slid his cock into me.
I knew I could not hold out any longer. My pussy was beginning to flood with my precum, which made it easier for him to pump me.
“God, Spike now. Fill me with your cum. I’m cumming on your cock. Pump me, make me a woman, your woman. Now, baby, now,” and my pussy flooded with my orgasm.
Spike started to cum in me. I could feel the hot, thick cum exploding from his cock. As he pumped his cum deep into my pussy, I rode his cock so he would empty the contents of his balls in me.
Spike pulled his cock out of me, except for his cock head. Then he slowly and gently slid his entire cock into me again and held it there. My pussy felt every throb, every pulse from him as his cock emptied the last from his balls.
That was almost seven months ago. He has made love to me constantly. Not only in bed, but when we are out with friends, I am the envy of every lady there. He dotes on me day and night.
Sometimes he takes me to the bedroom in the middle of the day. He watches me undress. Oh, I will try to make it interesting for him. When I’m naked, he hugs me and kisses me. I undress him, and he takes me to bed and makes me his all over again.
Now, he is having a nap. I’m sitting on our back porch, having a glass of tea. And Steven Larkin the third is very active at the moment. We will call him Little Spike. His Daddy made sure he planted his son nice and deep in his Momma. I am a lucky woman.
Oh, I guess I should set the record straight. I took those soiled shoe covers from his closet at the hospital and put them in a bio-hazard bag. I took it straight to the incinerator, which was in the hospital’s basement. They would never be found.
I swore to Spike that I would never betray him. After all, Rick stabbed Spike in the back.
The End
