A young face painted in camouflage peered out and in my direction. “Who da fuck is there?” Vegas whispered. He was not more than a few meters acr...ss the rocky trail from me. “Your dream girl,” I whispered. “Fuck you dream girl,” Vegas replied. “I ain’t getting busted for no piece of ass.”Piece of ass? I thought to myself. Is that what he thought I was, a piece of ass? I had worked hard to get myself in shape and I was proud of what I had accomplished and now this dude that didn’t even know me. "Sorry Gran back to bed." I told her and took her by her slim arm.I led her back upstairs and got her settled in her comfy chair and asked if she wanted a cuppa."Ooh yes please Dan." She beamed at me.I wandered downstairs, it was pointless correcting her, Dan was my deceased granddad's name, but recently she'd taken to calling me that and there was nothing I could say to stop her as she'd get angry if I corrected her too many times.I bustled away in the kitchen but heard feet on the stairs. Biting my bottom lip to keep the sounds of desire from escaping my body urges him on. Pooling desire begins to ease itself from my pussy. His tongue reaches out to taste one small drop. Easing gently, he slides it along the curls of my bush, lapping at my skin. Heat and fire escape me as with each touch more passion ignites. Running my fingers into his hair, I press closer to his seeking mouth. Each stroke continues to slide across me. Finally, he moves his hand to part the wet lips of my sex.. “Everybody, doctors and nurses and all, said three things. One, they didn’t get why you didn’t simply shoot that asshole. Secondly, once the word got around about how injured Dickhead was, that they would think very carefully about fucking around with your family, in any serious way. Third, despite your election, by acclamation, as Husband Of The Year, you are to wait on me hand-and-foot, for the next couple of weeks.”Sounded about right. I looked around. For some reason, the double room Annie.