Chapter 58
Goof
As soon as I stepped into the house I knew was different. It wasn’t the smell of food cooking. That was a norm if Silvy didn’t work a late shift. She liked to cook for us she told me when I told her she didn’t need to cook that I would do it or we could order out. No, it was the energy in the house that changed. Not that it is ever been bad but there is a definite change. It feels a little lighter. Less stressed even. And it was coming from Silvy. I wondered what caused the change when I called out. I followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen to find her laying out all of my favorites on the table. There was only one other person who knew what I liked and that was Merigold because she made it every year on my
birthday.
Merigold does it for the entire club. I know most of the prospects and single guys look forward to it. I know I did. It used to be my favorite day of the year. Until Silvy came along. Every day with her is my favorite day. After I hugged and kissed Silvy I asked her what the occasion was hoping that i didn’t miss an important date or something. Not thinking that I did though. Silvy assured me there were none she just wanted to do something special for me. After dinner, she gave me another surprise. A tee shirt that I will were with pride. I have seen several of the ol’e ladies give similar gifts to my brothers.
Even Ace has a tee shirt that says ‘Proud Grandpa of the Reckless Kids.” He wears it so often the girls have had to replace it twice. Brick has a shirt that says ‘Loves of my life.‘ then has a small numbered list 1. My Reckless Kids 2. My wives 3. My club 4. My Bike. We all have shirts that say ‘Team Jax‘ we wear when he has skating competitions. I never thought I would get a tee–shirt for my kid. Not for a while. So when Silvy gave me the shirt I felt my heart skip a beat then fill with joy. I didn’t think this night could get any better.
Oh boy was I wrong? After everything was cleaned up and put away Silvy told me to go relax in the living room while she changed into something more comfortable. I figured she was going to change into one of her stretchy sleep pants and one of my worn tee- shirts. That was usual for lounging around. I went to the living room, kicked off my boots left them at the entrance and placed my kutte on the chair. I grabbed the remote before kicking back on the couch. I was laid back with my head at one end and my feet at the other. I would get up when Silvy got back down but I was going to stretch out until then. I was flipping through channels when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
I didn’t think anything about it since I knew it was Silvy, so I focus on the tv. “What do you want to watch tonight?” I called out not sure how far she was behind me. I hear a soft–spoken “Micheal” from the end of the couch where my feet are. I turn my head and my eyes nearly pop out of my head. Standing there looking at me is Silvy. Her hair is down flowing over her shoulders and her hands on her hips. And what she is wearing. Holy. Fucking. Shit. It looks like an old–time sexy nurse outfit you would buy at a costume store complete with a stethoscope. The front is unzipped to the top of her top revealing her ample tits. She isn’t wearing a bra. I see nothing except bare skin. If she isn’t wearing a bra does that mean she isn’t wearing panties either?
Florence is a passionate reader who finds joy in long drives on rainy days. She’s also a fan of Italian makeup tutorials, blending beauty and elegance into her everyday life.
