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Fifty years later…
“What are you doing out here?” Megan asks as she walks out of the house with a smile. “Did that tree fall down during the storm last night?”
I shove the ax into the fallen log and stand up straight, watching my beautiful wife as she walks over.
This woman still keeps me mesmerized. She has for the past fifty years.
Even now, in her seventies, with that gorgeous smile and those alert blue eyes, I still find her as sexy as the first time I saw her, dancing and singing on that dance floor.
“It’s been teetering for a while,” I say as I look down at the fallen tree. It’s on the side of our property, away from our trucks and house. “I guess last night it finally fell.”
“Awww,” she says as she walks over and stands beside me. She looks down at the fallen tree like she’s sad to see it go. “I can call Mikey to come cut it up with the chainsaw. You don’t have to do it all on your own.”
I pull my shirt off with one smooth motion and drop it onto the log. “Do I look like I need help?” I ask with a grin.
She exhales long and hard as those sexy little eyes roam over my naked torso. I might not be as strong as the day I met her, but I can still take on any man in his twenties and win. I can still take care of my property, cutting up any fallen trees, and I can still take care of my woman. In fact, I did last night. We were cooking up our own storm inside while the weather raged out here.
“No,” she says as she slides her hand up my hard stomach and over my chest. The hairs on my chest may be gray, but the muscle there still works just fine. “You look like you can handle this all by yourself.”
My skin prickles with heat when I see the familiar sight of arousal in her eyes. That mischievous little hand slides back down and it doesn’t stop on my hard stomach. It continues past my belt over my cock that’s getting long and hard with this beauty riling me up.
She looks up at me with a hungry look and I grin, knowing this tree isn’t going to be cut up today. I’m going to be busyallafternoon.
I scoop her into my arms and she squeals with excitement as I lift her off her feet.
“Let’s go inside and see how well you can handle a big piece of wood.”
Her hand is still on my crotch, rubbing it back and forth.
“No fair,” she says with a grin. “This feels like a tree trunk.”
I smile as I carry her inside.
This woman has made my life worth living. Together, we’ve created an incredible family and a legacy that we’re both intensely proud of. Six amazing children and so far, we have fourteen beautiful grandkids and counting.
I’m thankful for each one of them every single day.
But this woman is a true blessing. She’s my rock. My soul mate. The love of my life.
I’m filled with gratitude every time I gaze into her beautiful eyes. I’m thankful for all the wonderful decades we spent together and I’m thankful that we still have some time left.
I don’t want to waste a second of it.
With my heated eyes locked on my soul mate, I carry her into the house to take advantage of every second we have together…
…and to show her that this big tree trunk still works just fine.
The End!
