Free 5PM by Chris Heinicke Page A

arse. A lot of men aren’t into big bums, but Talissa knows I’m not one of those, and she knows I’m watching it wiggle as she runs in front of me. She takes a leap forward and lands on the grass stomach first. I land just behind her and give her healthy rump a slap before planking my body on top of her. She pushes against the ground and lifts her chest off the surface of the recently mowed lawn as well as her arse. I cup my hands around her plump breasts, guiding my manhood towards her recently waxed area, and slowly enter her from behind. She lets out a satisfied groan as I fill her, and we fuck like a pair of wild wolves.
     
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    “Wow, you’re back to your super stud form tonight,” Talissa says to me as we cuddle into each other’s warmness after we’re spent. I look at my watch and see that we’ve been fooling around for two hours. It’s now past eleven p.m. We don’t care about the extra money we owe the babysitter; this date has been well worth it. My head begins to feel heavy. I know what is happening and I need to stop it before I lose consciousness right here and now on the grass by the lake. Our clothes are in a heap just a few feet away with the pills in my trouser pocket.
    “We should dress and go,” I say to my wife whose face is within a couple of inches of mine.
    “I could just stay here forever. Tonight has made me feel young again, and I know it’s because of how you make me feel inside.”
    “Why don’t we just take off? You, me... and the kids of course. Just sell everything and go travel for a while. Nothing to hold us down and nothing to keep us stuck in this shithole city.”
    “We can’t, Terry.”
    “But why can’t we? Why can’t we live the life we want and go out and enjoy all there is in this world? We don’t have to be like everyone else.”
    “You know I would love to, but we have a responsibility to our children to provide stability, security, and consistency. I hate to be the stick in the mud here, but that’s how life is.”
    My vision begins to blur so I dive for my pants and fiddle around for the round object that holds the key to me being able to hold it together.
    “Are you okay, Terry? Is this like what happened last night?”
    “I’m fine. I just need to take one of these…” I locate what my hands fumbled through the dark pockets for, and quickly open it and pop a pill in my mouth. My head clears within a few seconds, but Talissa has taken the coin purse from my grasp and looks at it inquisitively.
    “Why do you have a pink coin purse?” she asks.
    I sigh. No point in lying about everything. “Emily from work was worried about me being so tired, so she got me onto these pills.”
    “Do you know what they are?”
    “Not really.”
    “You took pills from someone you hardly know, and you don’t actually know what they are? Geez, I can’t see anything going wrong with that.”
    “Talissa, let’s not ruin the great night we’ve had. Let’s go home and get a good night’s sleep.”
    It seems a shame to have to ruin the view I have of the pale moonlit skin of her totally exposed body, but the night has to end sometime. I had almost forgotten everything that had happened earlier today during our date tonight, and tomorrow I have to face it all again.
    But that’s tomorrow’s problem.
    We dress, and then we stroll arm in arm back to the car as Talissa leans her head to the side so it rests on my chest as we walk. The walk is silent, but that suits us perfectly. I’m lucky to have this woman in my life, and I have to make sure I don’t try to fuck it up again.
    As we get near the car, I jog ahead and open the passenger side door for her as if I’m some kind of gentleman. “Thanks, sir, but I’ve hardly been a lady tonight.” Talissa has a chuckle.
    “As have I not been a gentleman.” I close her door, walk over to my side, and climb in. We share a long, deep passionate kiss, and I fire up the ignition. We are on our way home to