Barbequed Him

So today started at 8:30am, little man woke up as we both lay in the comfort of ice cold a.c., the comforter up to my chin and my buckwheat pillow under my head.

Outside the humidity and heat were aligned against us as we soon found out. Once little Joe’s breakfast and our own was done we were all outside working on the garden as much of this humidity/heat/rain combo has taken our plants to a higher growth rate and there was some culling of the pumpkin patch which I had to do that I wasn’t exactly happy with. The tomatoes had gotten all twisted and we had to delimb and tie them up to make any sense of the next leg of the season.

One thing I can tell you is that our tomatoes? They are FRICKIN’ HUGE.

Each one is bigger than my fist.

Little Joe handled it well for a while but when it was about noon he broke down and Nina took him inside to clean him up and put him down for a bit. I kept at the tomatoes until I had them tied, a few of them I cut from the main stalk as they were exhibiting roots at their own stalks and I set three more plants into the ground.

As I am working I know Nina was upstairs and I hear a knock on the bathroom window and all I see is the magnificence of "tits on glass".

This was the sign.

So like batman seeing the symbol over dark gotham I scrambled to tie up any loose ends and began to strip down as the sliding glass door banished the heat behind me. 

As I reached the top of the stairs I could see she was in a black night shirt of hers and I blew past her to boil myself clear of my grime and sweat. 

It was good, as I climaxed she was atop of me, working every inch of me until I could just feel my whole body sinking through the bed as my orgasm rolled up my spine. She followed minutes later and her body collapsed beside me, the hum of the a.c. unit concealing every sweat moan that stained the air moments prior.

Our son didn’t wake for another half hour, making it 2 1/2 hours of sleep. This made me happy.

Soon after we had him fed and off to the village to get his hair cut. His first hair cut at the barbershop and it didn’t go so badly. Most times I’ve ever seen a kid get a hair cut for the first time they scream and cry but not Joe. He pretty much let her do her business and after he had a phone in his hand he was great.

Fastforward, we are at my cousin’s son’s graduation party. It is humid as hell. We stayed from 5pm until 8pm.

Ever see one of those large pigs on a spit? That is how I felt by the end of this, it was grueling to withstand this but we had no choice except for the occasional stealing away into the house to soak up the a.c.

Now it is almost 11pm and we have been home since 8:30pm, Little Joe got a shower with Nina and before long he was dressed, given milk and slipped off to dreamland.

I can’t wait to sleep.

Be well.