A morning sun ray came in the little door window at the Stewarts motel. It was draped across the naked bodies of two lovers who woke each other with kisses. They were like a rolling fire on the crumpled.... twisted bed spread and sheets. The smell and sweat and sex filled the air around them.
She raked his back with her fingernails....prompting him to hump harder and faster! The sound of his member entering her soaked flesh kept perfect time with their moans. The orgasm came like an earthquake across a river. They screamed in each others mouths and grinded their teeth like wild...hungry beasts.
Polly felt every pump and every blast of hot semen inside her. Her eyes rolled back as the final quake gushed and released the fluttering of angels in her abdomen.
Wes collapsed on her as if he was about to melt into her heart. Tears filled Polly's eyes as she whispered,"This has to be heaven....I can't imagine anything better."
Wes kissed her on her neck and said,"To me...you are heaven....my angel...my wildflower."
They made love after breakfast....after their baths and got fully dressed....only to take off their clothes and make love again. They finally managed to get out the door around noon.
Polly's car was fixed and they decided to go to the German family's house together. They parked on the street next to a house where swastikas had obvioulsy been scrubbed off. When they knocked on the door....a woman peeked through the curtain and motioned for them to go around to the back of the house.
Wes tickled Polly as they walked around the house. She giggled right up until they turned the corner and saw a man sitting on a chrome and red kitchen chair...on the back porch. He had his head down and was holding an old pocket watch in the palm of his right hand. Without looking up...he said with a thick German accent,"You have five minutes...be wise with your questions or go away."
After introducing herself and Wes...Polly cleared her throat as she got her notebook and pencil ready. She asked,"When did you come to America?" He answered,"Fifteen years ago...with my wife and two babies....the third baby was born in this country." Polly asked,"Why did you come to America?"
The man answered with a little anger in his voice,"I was told that the freedom of opportunity was born here...every minute of the day." Polly reluctantly asked,"Did you find that here?" The man grumbled,"Yes...until the war began...I had a good business...I am a wood worker, a fine wood worker. " He went on,"Now...the lumber company will not even sell me scrap...we would starve if my son did not send home...most of his earnings from the Navy."
The man then said,"You have two minutes left," Polly asked,"Why do you think people have treated you in this horrible way?" The man raised his head but looked away from them...saying," American Soldiers will kill many Germans...even some of my own family, I am sure......German Soldiers will kill many American Soldiers but Germany will be defeated...even as a simple wood worker...I know this."
He looked at the sky with tear rolling down his face and went on,"Many people in this town hate me and my family because we came from Germany...what is the difference between the hatred of Hitler and their hatred?" The man then stood up and said,"Time is up...I must go in."
Polly begged...please...just one more question and quickly asked,"What would you say to people who blindly hate you?" As the man stepped in the door...he said,"My daughter was called a Nazi whore..... my twelve year old son has been beaten and spat on...my wife cries...late in the night." He then said as he closed the door,"I would tell them...those who love to hate...are not even worthy of hate."
Polly and Wes both wiped a tear from their eyes as the white curtain on the door swung to stillness. They were both silent as they walked to the car.
Wes was the first to speak,"I know the Mayor of Batesville....I am going to pay him a visit....it might be good for him to see what you wrote down." They drove directly to the city building and managed to see the Mayor. By the time Wes and Polly were done....the Mayor had promised to give the German man some city work and have an immediate meeting with communal leaders concerning the treatment of the family.
Polly and Wes left Batesville and headed for New York city where Wes was to leave for Europe. They didn't talk about the Army, war or even their dreams if Wes made it back home. They only talked about each other.
On their last night together...Wes planned it all out. They stayed in a small motel on the outskirts of the city. Polly giggled and laughed out loud at Wes who was arranging the bathroom for something special. When he finally opened the door...she saw candle light and a case of beer sitting on the bathroom sink....then heard...Sinatra music.
Wes was totally naked and asked Polly to take her clothes off. Polly eased out of her clothing with a bright smile on her face. Wes stepped into the white clawfoot tub and held his hand out for Polly to step in. There was no water in the tub and Polly giggled that they were taking a bath in air.
Wes popped a cap from a bottle of beer and held it above her head. Polly looked up at it and said,"What in the world are you doing?" Wes smiled and said,"I want to pour my favorite drink all over my favorite girl and lick it all away." Polly grinned...with a sexy moan and said,"You're going to have to lick mighty fast to get every drop."
Wes chuckled as he poured the first bit of cold beer on her head. Polly shivered and squealed but it felt erotic. It ran down the sides of her face...on to the front of her shoulders and streamed down her breasts. Wes began licking her shoulders and lapped the beer up quickly on her breasts. Polly was really liking this. Her nipples were already erect as Wes barely flicked them with his tongue.
Wes opened nine beers and began pouring them on Polly until her entire body was soaked. He licked her fingers, hands, arms....then down her back, bottom....hips thighs ankles and feet. His tongue covered every inch of her body and Polly stayed on the edge of extasy the whole time. Wes forced her breast together with his hands and licked both nipples...driving Polly wild.
She began to twist and her toenails scratched at the porcelain.
Wes had her grab on to the sides of the tub...spread her legs with her feet on the rim. It was easy to hold her left foot on the left side of the tub because of the wall. Wes grasped her right ankle to sturdy her right foot on the rim of the tub.
He got on his knees and began pouring beer on her stomach. It ran between her legs and Wes lapped it up as it trickled to her mound. He began pouring the beer directly on her clitoris and licking it off....driving her crazy!
Polly was humping up to him. He dropped the bottle on the floor...took her bottom in his hands and held her as he went in like a mad dog. Polly could feel his tongue inside her...whipping around. She could feel his wet lips and teeth grinding on her mound. Polly felt it coming and screamed,"Oh...oh my oh.. Wes....oh..oh..oh!" Then the fluttering trembles came liKe an explosion of butterflies!
Her toes cracked and every muscle in her body went from tense to release! Wes was wildy sucking and licking her juices. Polly's moans of pleasure vibrated along with her body. She dropped her left foot in the tub...then her right as Wes eased her down. Wes gently kissed her and said,"That...was the best beer I've ever had." Polly moaned with a smile...saying,"That was the best beer I've ever had too."
Polly was not one to be out done...it was Wes's turn. She had to get on her tip toes to pour beer on his head. She licked every part of him and saved the best for last. She poured beer over his member and licked it over and over. Wes was tensed up and closing his fists tight. Polly took a swig of beer and took the head of his penis in her mouth. She swished the beer around and flicked the end with her tongue.
Wes was moaning,"Oh man...oh man...oh damn!" Polly grabbed his behind and pulled him deep in her mouth. She rolled her tongue under the stem as she swallowed him whole. Wes humped forward and screamed out as he felt the first massive squirt. Polly held the base of his erection tight to her mouth as a stream of hot semen came with a tingling force. Wes trembled as the last of the sperm pumped out. Wes moaned over and over as Polly slowly eased back and gave it a kiss on the head.
Wes looked down at her beautiful face and said,"Oh...sweet Wildflower...that was way out of this world." He helped her up...they kissed and hugged as the record player made that skipping sound.
