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Southern Storm
By Mitzi Kay Jackson
Thursday, February 01, 2007

Rated "PG13" by the Author.

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*she knew she was wrong lest she felt like she was in her heart of hearts, but she wanted him she wanted to feel what his wife must have felt....she wanted him and God help her for her sins.......


"Come on in dear child, you gon catch your death out here in this, where is your mam?" "Oh she gon she left to make it north sir, she gon send fo me when she gets there" "Well child why in the hell you out here?" "Well mister I's here yo wife out visiting wit her family and I was just out to check in on you when the storm hit. Momma say no man folk need be lone for too long by himself". "Did you eat sir?" Charles stepped back looking at Storm, not thinking that girls her age would even care about him being alone or eating or whatever, it never crossed his mind that she would even give a hoot. "Well child you are in no position to even most try and take care of me standing here dripping wet! Let's get you dried off".

  Storm followed Charles from the back kitchen door through the kitchen into the cellar, "we have clean towels and old colthing down here", looking back at Storm young blackness glistening from rain water, he almost got caught-up in the youthfulness of her breast in clear view. clearing his voice and turning his head back forward "something down here you can fit."

Sir I almost made it didn't I? That rain just came out of nowhere down on me like I was doing sumthing wrong." Charles laughed out loud, it never cease to amaze him at how these people always think that there is a direct link with them and nature. "What, what did I say to get a laugh out of you like that?" "Nuthing Storm just thinking" Here he handed her some of Katie his youngest daughter clothes she had been off to school and would not return til the hoilday. "How long Mam gon be gone for?" She will be back in another few weeks her father is not well, i'll be visiting them soon" "Well who gon ta cook and clean fo you sir til she gets back?" "Well I guess its going to be you Storm" he said with a smile, he took a short look at her as he past her, "i'll be up in the kitchen while you get changed, you gon have to stay here tonight that storm ain't passing way too soon, so when you get up here i'll show you round the kitchen and where you can rest yo head".

Charles wonder if his prayers had been answered. He had always been good to his wife, his family where others before him and around him had taken mistresses, he had been faithful. While others had fathered, had even married. He had kept pure. He had always noticed her skin so black, darkest he had ever seen,both her mother and father was dark and his friends had said that he shoudn't have let her parents get together back then, now was trying to pay everything to buy her Storm off him. He didn't think anything that beautiful would come from her parents joining nuthing that dark could be good. She even darker than that mop on top of her head. And boy how she have grown.

"Ow Charles, what your missing. You mean to tell me you never laid one of them darkies. Thick like molasses boy....sticky" Charles pushed one of his oldest friend out of his ear. "You have grown to be such a pig" a moment passed with the two of them standing their looking at each other eye-to-eye than both breaking into laughter..."thats right thats right you have always been a pig. Remembering catching him peeking through the barn door when he and his wife fooled around which lead to that shot gun wedding. He also thought about what his father always told him...."the first time you get tween some black thighs son you kiss your own ass goodbye, saw many mens die behind it son. You know they got that voodoo, you know thats how they get us back son". Charles closed his eyes wondering to himself what in the hell just happened, all the memories flooding in on him. He hadn't thought of his father in years almost, crazy hateful old bugger he was. At the sounds of foot steps he remembered her. When he opened his eyes she was standing there in his daughters clothes light linen lime green so beautiful on her black skin, he saw himself getting up and touching her, wondering if she was as soft as she looked, her lips juicy reddish flushed looking. He was caught this time for sure. "Mister Charles are you ok?" Don't walk over here to me stay where you are he said it loud and clear in his head so why was she walking over to him. He hadn't felt the rush of blood flowing through him in such along time that it frighten him, he didn't move. He was talking but she wasn't hearing, he was moving away but his feet wasn't going anywhere, where was the blood rushing off to?

Now Storm was right up on him with her hands on his shoulders and her breath on his face warm like milk. The next thing that he can remember was her helping him to the sofa turning and walking into the kitchen to get him a glass of water. and he could see and know he wasn't dreaming, feel the warmth of her body, her naked-ness from under the linen shirt and skirt. "Here, drink this", his father was right he have been rendered helpless. "Are you ok, do you need some air?" She knew what she was doing, he thought to himself she is so close to me all I have to do is grab on to her. She walked away again to open a nearby window slightly, she turns to him rubbing herself as if cold saying to him I love the sound of rain, it is so exciting. Her eyes was inviting him her everything was inviting to him and he got up from off the sofa to stand real close behind her. He was standing so close that he could feel the heaving of her breaths, that she caved into him and he in her.

When he woke he was laying naked on the livingroom floor and there was no sign of any one else but him. He looked around in the cellar, in the kitchen, for clothes wet foot prints water glass, the window. The sun was shinning bright yet you could see the water returning to the sky from the rain last night. He hadn't slept like that in years, his old man body was feeling like new, like youth had fell upon him again. He walked out his front door after a hearty breakfast, something he hadn't done either in along while be hungry like he was and sandled his horse for a long ride.........thinking to himself Southern storms and complete blakness can do wonders for a mans soul.................
 


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Reviewed by Jean Pike 2/12/2007
Excellent story.
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 2/10/2007
great and captivating story-you weave very real tales
Reviewed by Nordette Adams 2/2/2007
Compelling voice, Mitzi. Provocative and pulsing life. ~~Nordette
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 2/1/2007
Excellent story, Mitzi; very well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D



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