Riding with my old lady at my back makes an enjoyable day to one of the best in my life. We are taking the back roads and taking our time to extend our time on the road. This morning, I want to give Callie plenty of time to contemplate what it would be like just to be a us. I want to travel a little and show Callie how it can be with us outside of small-town Oklahoma. In the last year or so, I have felt old. The days, my responsibilities, and club life are just getting more demanding. I need more downtime; that doesn’t mean attending school or Boy Scout meetings. I need stress-free time with my woman. If this is how I feel now, what will I feel like in ten years? I don’t think we need to start from scratch again. Not enough to go behind Callie’s back and get a vasectomy, but enough to have my voice heard in the matter. My worst fear is dropping the ball where one of my loved ones is concerned. I feel like I am stretched too thin.
We will stop in the next thirty minutes to eat and stretch our legs before continuing to the small inn we will be staying at tonight. I have been looking forward to this trip and intend to make it count. Callie’s warm hands under my t-shirt do things to my body, and I must remind myself to calm down. How this woman can still turn me on with a gentle touch to my body is unnerving. As long as we have been together, I should have some control over how my body reacts to her touch, but I never do. She has been my only love for all these years and will be until my dying day.
I relax back into the ride, and the time passes so fast that I am surprised when I see the restaurant on the lake off the road; we turn on the gravel road that will take us to the restaurant. I slow my bike down, and we soon come to a better driveway that brings us to the parking lot of the Fish Boat. It’s small, but I have heard the seafood is delicious. Callie loves her seafood. A happy wife is an agreeable wife.
I park my bike in front of the restaurant. I dismount and turn to help my woman off, but she is off and stretching her legs. It may have been a while since Callie rode this far, but she handles it well. We take in the scenery the lake offers, and the restaurant seems busy for the middle of the day, but this may be normal for this area. In our small town at home, this place would be considered packed.
“This is beautiful Kylar. How did you find this place?” Callie asks me as I pull her to me and put my arms around her. I put my mouth next to her ear and spoke softly to her.
“Your hands have been driving me crazy, you little vixen. I need you on a nice comfortable bed for a few hours so I can explore your body inch by sweet inch.” I kiss her ear and then move to her mouth and dive in. I take in her taste and control the kiss even when she duals with my tongue for control. It spikes my blood, running through my veins to the boiling point, and I lose control until Callie breaks the kiss. The both of us are breathless, and my cock is trying to bust through my zipper. When Callie breaks away, I hear the giggling from the outside seating. I turn to look, and it is a table full of teenagers sitting out there eating.
“I would have let you continue, but one of the guys took their phone out, and I believe he was recording us. I didn’t want us to end up on one of those video platforms making out like teenagers. If our children see it, they may be scarred for life.” Callie laughs, and I join her.
“Like our kids haven’t seen us make out before,” I tell my woman.
“Well, you’re right there.” Callie agrees with me. Callie and I have never hidden our love and attraction for each other in front of anyone. Callie moves back from me, and I grab her hand. We held hands to the restaurant. We make our way to the line where the food is being served buffet style, forgoing the queue waiting to be seated, and we grab a tray to put our food on. “This food smells define. The fresh air during the ride made me feel like I haven’t eaten today. I know I grabbed a granola bar this morning.” By the time we make our choices of food and make some drinks at the drink station, our tray is full.
“That was hours ago, woman. I can get another tray if this isn’t all you want. We still have another leg of the trip before we stop for tonight. After I gas up here, we will only need to stop again before we reach our destination tonight.” I look at Callie as we go to the cash register to pay for everything.
“There is enough food for three or four people on that tray. We will both be miserable before we leave here.” I look at Callie.
“You forget. I am a growing boy, and that fresh air has improved my appetite.” Callie laughs.
“That’s not the only appetite the ride has woken up.” I pay the lady we are in front of.
“I will not apologize for craving my woman’s undivided attention.” I know the sixty-year-old lady who took our money heard what I said when she smirked at Callie.
“Honey, take it from an old woman; never take a remark like that from your man lightly. Security cameras are all over this restaurant, so the only safe place to get a little alone time is in the bathrooms.” Then the woman winks at me, and I can’t keep the belly laugh at bay when Callie is ready with a comeback.
“Does that include the parking area also? When my man wants me, I don’t make him wait. I have nine children at home to prove it.” Then Callie winks back at the woman. My woman is ready to come out and play. I like it, I like it a lot. Callie moves ahead of me and heads straight to the doors that lead outside. I pick up the tray and follow my woman swishing her gorgeous ass in front of me. Callie takes a table looking out over the lake and away from everyone else so we can have some privacy.
I set the tray on the table and then pulled Callie’s chair out for her. She sits in her chair, and I kiss her ear softly, knowing that drives her crazy.
“Thank you handsome.” She gives me a saucy grin. I sit down, and Callie is already dividing our food up. My side looks like I haven’t eaten in days, and my woman has bought small portions of her favorites.
The little moans coming out of Callie as she appreciates the taste of her food have me hard again. My food tastes delicious, but I could sit here and watch and listen to my woman enjoy her food.
“You better get to eating or talking while I am in this food-hazed coma. I must say, you planned this out excellently. You know I love seafood but will not touch the stuff if I am anywhere near Kimber because of her food allergies. I appreciate the jester, and this is getting you tremendous brownie points, handsome. You are always so thoughtful of my needs and wants. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have you as mine forever.” Callie says to me with a sexy smirk on her face.
“I love you, darlin’, and I will give you everything you ever want if you just let me.” The smile has left her face, and she sits up straighter.
“Then why are you so against us having another child?” Callie asks me. I was putting this off until after we finished eating, but it was time to get this over with.
“I love you and our family, but I am a selfish bastard when it comes to you. We never had our turn at being a couple after all the bullshit I put you through, and I want that time back before I am too old to enjoy it. I’m not getting any younger, babe. I feel it every day. I’m not old enough to be put out to pasture where the old bikers go, but I’m also not as virile as I was when we met. I didn’t think our age would ever make a difference between us, but I fear it might now.” Callie has reached her hand across the table and taken mine in her hand as I have been talking. I just laid out all my fears to my woman, and I feel slightly exposed. I scoot my chair back to get up and get some air, but Callie grabs my hand and keeps me where I am.
“It’s time to talk, not to run. I know it took a lot for you to tell me your private thoughts, but I am the same woman you have slept beside every night for nineteen years. I won’t make you sorry for sharing with me, ever. I won’t share with anyone else; this is us, and we can get through this together. We need to communicate. It’s how we have always dealt with any issues that have come up; this one is no different. I am listening to every word you say to me. Can I ask you a few questions?” I look at Callie, knowing she means every word she has said. The love I feel from just her touching my hand has given me the strength to move forward with this conversation. I feel like a damn pussy for wanting to run from this conversation.
“Ask me anything you want, darlin’. I’ll answer all your questions.” I squeeze Callie’s hand back, sit back, and withdraw my hand from Callie’s. I look around us, and no one is within hearing distance, which makes me feel better. This is private, just for our ears only.
“Sweetheart, I know you love our family, and you love me. That has never been a question in my mind. I don’t understand why you are so stressed about this conversation. You and I will be just fine either way we decide on this. So will our family.” Callie smiles at me.
“Since the day we were married the second time, we have talked things out and decided on what we could both live with. This time, we can’t both get what we want. I don’t want this to cause regret on either side. I want to spend the rest of our lives on this earth loving each other. I told you that I am a greedy bastard when it comes to you, even when it comes to our children. That’s my entire case on my side. Just take the rest of the trip to Pandora and think about it.” Callie takes my hands to her and pulls me to meet her in the middle of the table, and then she kisses me sweetly on my lips. I want so much more, but I will live up to my side of the deal and give her time to process what I have said.
“You know I will give everything you said consideration. Now relax and let’s eat. The rest of the trip will make that appetite come back, and you, my husband, will need your energy for tonight.” Callie gives me that saucy smile of hers and a wink.
“You better be the one eating. I don’t think you will get much sleep tonight.” The tension has broken, and we are back to being Devil and Baby Girl again. I know this will work out all right either way we decide. I want it to go my way. This isn’t something I can use my brute force to get my way. I can’t bully my way through this since it involves Callie. I’d never be able to look her in the eyes again. We’ll do this our way.
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