Father Time's Gift

Harm positions his rod at the opening to Mac’s love nest. He pushes quickly, shoving his entire hardness into her pussy, and their hips meet.

“Fast, hard, Harm,” Mac screams.

Harm starts to pump Mac hard and fast, using her hips to hold her. Mac’s ass starts slamming against his hips, and his balls are slapping her ass. He continues to slam into Mac for several minutes, both are moaning and enjoying this so much. Soon, Harm hears Mac scream that she is about to come, and he tells her that he’s close also. She screams, tenses up as her orgasm hits her, and her body starts to milk Harm, and it is pulsating all around him. He doesn’t last much longer, and buries his cock deep into Mac, and then he comes, his sperm splashing deep into her core. They both collapse forward onto the table. Harm still in Mac, they rest for a few moments, before taking a shower together and cuddling in their bed.


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
Friday, April 4, 2003.
5:04 am.

Mac slips out a piece of her personalized stationary set and takes her white plume pen to inscribe a note to Harm before she is heading out to work.

“Dearest Harm, I can't wait to hold you again and I thought I would send you something to tell you how excited you still make me. All my love, Sarah.”

She folds the note in half and slips it into the envelope before sealing it with a rose sticker and a kiss. She slips it into the top of his briefcase. Mac takes off for work early so that she can make up some of the missed hours.


JAG H.Q.
Falls Church, VA.
7:07am.

Harm opens his briefcase without looking, distracted. He doesn’t notice Mac’s note as a pile of cases and notes for court covers it. His first battle of the day is against Bud. Mac is preparing for her battle against Sturgis, and actually forgets that she put a note in Harm’s briefcase. Later for lunch Mac tracks down Harriet in the Law Library.

“Harriet are you free for lunch?”

“Sure Colonel.”

“I have some ideas for the wedding.”

“Oh good. Let me grab my purse and we’ll go.”


Mac and Harriet grab a salad and a sandwich. Mac pulls out a little notebook with colors and swatches for the wedding, and hands it to Harriet.

“Here’s enough to start. It’s got the flowers, colors, and Harm and I approve it. We want our colors to be Navy blue and Marine green with roses of all kinds, not just red. I’ll decide the other flowers later. We were thinking about having two ceremonies. The marriage and one to change the colors.”

“Change the colors?”

“It has to do with our families. I’ll explain more later.”

“Fine, do you have a minister yet?”

“Harm and I would like to have Chaplain Turner to officiate.”
“That sounds great. Since we don’t have much time left. Have you given any thought to whether you want a photographer or videographer or both?”

“I’ll run that idea by Harm. I think it would be great to have both, I’m sure he’d agree too.”

“Ok. I’ll get on the phone tonight and do some calling.”

“Great, thanks Harriet. I really appreciate this.”

“No problem Mac.”


JAG H.Q.
Falls Church, VA.
3:30 pm.

Harm finally empties out his briefcase and sees the rose colored note. He picks it up and opens it, smiling. After reading it Harm tries to gain some control back by thinking up something good for dinner.


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
5:04 am.

It's Friday evening and Harm is now home before Mac. He came home from work early, wanting to treat he som something special when she comes home. Harm went to the local grocery store and picked up some spinach fettuccini, marinated artichoke hearts, Portobello mushrooms, and a non-alcoholic red wine, bread and tira misu for dessert on the way home.

When Mac finally gets home about 7pm., she opens the door to the smells of chicken, mushrooms and artichoke hearts in a cream sauce over fettuccini, a chilled glass of Ariel 2000 Cabernet Sauvignon, fresh bread and two candles lit on the table. As Mac comes through the door, Harm greets her with a huge hug and a long, deep, soft but passionate kiss. She asks Harm what the special occasion is and he just says,

“Because you are so special and because I love you with all my heart.”

Harm pulls the chair out for Mac and they sit for dinner, talking lightly about the day, sipping the wine and enjoying the fruits of life.

“I gave Harriet the book I made up. She asked if we’ve thought about getting a photographer and or a videographer. I told her I thought it was a good idea but I wanted to run it buy you first.”

“Yeah sure, as long as the video doesn’t look like some cheesy music video.”

“Right. I was wondering if you’d be interested in crossing our colors.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well I was thinking, I am part Irish and after talking to your mom on the bus on the way to San Diego, so is your family. So I was thinking after the wedding and before the reception we have a crossing the colors ceremony where I will change my colors to wear yours.”

“Ok so you’d go from wearing Marine green to wearing Navy blue? I think I like this idea.”

“Sort of. We’d be crossing our families’ colors. It’s an old traditional thing.”

“Sure Mac, if you want to, I’m game.”

“We also should think about where we want to have this wedding.”

“I was thinking of Annapolis, at the Chapel.”

“I was thinking Vegas if Harriet gets out of control. But I trust her. She’s going to pass on our book to the wedding planner. I would assume she’s going to call her pretty soon.”

“I can’t believe we have one that fast,” Harm says as he stands clearing the table

“Harriet said the wedding planner is a daughter of her mother’s friend so I assume she’s calling in a favor or two. Maybe they went to school together?”

“Maybe.”

“I’ve got to get some of our pictures together to give to Harriet for the planner.”

“We can do that this weekend.”


After dinner, they have dessert and a cappuccino, made by Harm, of course. He wants to pamper Mac the best way that he knows how. He feels Mac’s foot move slowly up his calf and thigh, teasing him; the wine and her attention making him blush. Her toes explore further up and he realizes that he is indeed very excited to have Mac with him! Harm stands up from the table and takes his cup to the sink.

“How bout a stroll?”

“Fine, but not too long, I’ve had a longer day than you,” Mac says, teasing a little.

They go out for a bit of a walk, holding hands and taking in the stars. It's a beautiful night, cloudless and a little crisp. Their hearts and other parts of their bodies are keeping them quite warm. They come across a creek out behind the duplex and stop, holding each other, listening the water sing it's song as it winds through the rocks and lapping against the shore. Harm’s hand caresses Mac’s soft, smooth hair, feeling like the finest silk to his touch. They turn toward each other and embrace, their bodies held tightly together, kissing. The thought of mere millimeters of clothing separating them arouses each of them, and Mac can feel Harm’s excitement pressing against her.

Though it is slightly chilly outside, they feel warm all the same. They look into each other's eyes, then back toward the house and back to each other, grinning wantonly. Harm lowers himself and unzips her slacks, pulling them down to expose her silk panties. Her hands run through his hair, pulling his face into her. Harm pulls Mac’s panties down, exposing her neatly trimmed mound. Breathing in, her scent fills his senses, increasing Harm’s arousal, not realizing that was even possible. Harm licks her exposed thighs while his hands knead her buns, so full and firm. He blows on her womanhood and watches as her lips begin to part, reacting to the warm air. He places his mouth completely over her and sucks Mac into his mouth. Teasing her pussy lips with his tongue, flicking back and forth across her, then in circles. Harm’s fingers massage and knead her cheeks, working their way toward her ass, and then probing into her. His mouth keeps Mac warm, sucking on her soft, full lips as his tongue explores deep into her velvety wetness, curling around and making her squirm. Between his fingers teasing her ass, his tongue licking and probing Mac deeply, she quickly comes, grabbing Harm’s head to keep her balance. He holds her close to him, savoring her essence and lapping up all that he can.

“Mmm, I love the taste of you, and I could eat you out for hours. The sweet and musky taste, the soft velvety feel, and the knowledge of being so intimate with the most erogenous and sexual part of your body,” Harm says smiling brightly.


Mac pulls on Harm and he pulls his face back away from her drenched, but happy loins. Harm pulls her panties back up and she pulls up her slacks. Then it's her turn. Mac lowers herself in front of Harm, pulling down his pants and shorts. His manhood springs free in her face, a little bit of pre-come glistening on the tip. Mac licks the head and feels him twitch already. Her left hand lightly massages his balls as she grabs the shaft with her right, stroking him. She licks underneath from his balls to the head, licking around the head, and then back down the shaft. Already Mac feels his balls tighten and she knows that this won't take very long until Harm explodes. He’s been thinking about Mac off and on all day and has been aching to be with her from the moment he awoke in their bed. She takes him completely into her mouth, sucking expertly, teasing him with her tongue and still massaging his balls. Looking down, Harm sees his cock disappear into Mac’s mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, and then emerging, glistening in the soft moonlight. She pumps him, licks all around the head and shaft, and then sucks him into her mouth again. It's not long before Harm’s knees begin to give way, his sacks tighten and his breathing becomes erratic. Mac sucks harder, not wanting to miss even a single drop. Harm explodes, moaning in ecstasy, and unleash jet after jet of warm come into her mouth, coating her tongue and splashing against the back of her throat, and Harm keeps coming. Mac’s hand pumps up and down his hardness, milking every drop out of him.

Then she pulls his shorts back up and helps him with his belt, as his hands and legs are shaking still, trying to recover from such an incredible orgasm. Mac stands, they kiss, tasting themselves on each other’s lips. They kiss deeper, tongues intertwined. Harms hands pull Mac’s body close to his, wanting her body and his to be one. They walk back to the duplex, hand in had, her fingers wrapped in Harm’s, so soft and long and beautiful, just like every part of her. Harm looks down and can't tell where her hand starts and his ends. Harm looks at Mac, the moonlight softly shining on her face, glowing, radiant. He is always amazed and stunned at her shear beauty, both inside and out. He realizest Mat Mac is exactly what God had in mind when he created the perfect woman for him, and he wonders how he ever got so lucky to spend even a moment with her.

“You know I think Father Time’s gift to me was you… Because, Baby we sure ushered in the New Year right,” Harm says.

Mac laughs, “I was thinking on the way home, you remember I sang to you that verse, Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex, from Santa Baby. I didn’t think you’d actually do it, but then I realized that I filled my own stocking with this place.”

“But I did try, and now here we are, and I again vow to make your life better than any dream you've ever had. You know how I feel toward you, whether I say it or not, know by my actions, my very life as well as my words.”

They make it inside and Harm lights a fire for them. Mac goes into the bedroom and sees the gift that Harm has left for her. That extra little side trip Harm made to Victoria’s Secret at the Georgetown Mall helps make this special night more special. He wanted to get her something sexy and sheer, but he never knows what to buy. She is so sexy in every way that Harm can't think of anything clearly that could make Mac sexier; it's just not possible! The mere thought of Ninja-Girl keeps him constantly aroused, and happy.

On the pillow Mac sees a single, long-stemmed red rose, a card, a long rectangular red box and a small velvet box. Mac smells the rose, breathing deeply on its aroma. The card is short and sweet, Harm confessing his eternal and undying love for her. In the small box, she sees two teardrop shaped diamond earrings with a small pearl. Mac puts them on and watches the moonlight dance across the room as it shines on her earrings. In the red box, she sees a navy blue Flyaway baby-doll outfit. It is short, sexy and all tied up with a flirty satin bow. The sheer mesh baby-doll has lightly lined demi cups with underwire support. There is a matching V-string peeking from beneath the sheer mesh baby-doll. Mac undresses and slips on the baby-doll, tying the bow. She looks in the full length mirror and notices the V-string as she pulls it on that it is skimming over her derrière, both very smooth. Mac’s perfect, firm and luscious breasts are practically popping out of this outfit. She wonders if it looked worse on the boring window model. She had seen the outfit on the way out after she finished… Obviously Harm somehow knew she wanted it.

Mac comes into the room where the fire is raging nicely, and Harm looks up at her. He melts right there, eyes watering at the sight of her… Body, heart and soul trying to scream out just how beautiful and wonderful she is. She reaches down and takes his hand, pulling him up. Her hands unbutton his shirt, one at a time, kissing his chest each time. When the shirt comes off, she undoes his belt and removes his pants, and then she pushes Harm down on the large soft carpet rug in front of the fire. The firelight sparkles in her earrings, lighting up the room, just as she lights up his whole being. Mac traces the rose from his cheeks, down his neck, chest, and teases his growing cock, circling aroun. Le. Leaning over, she takes him again into her warm mouth, giving him a few long, slow inhalations with her lips and tongue. Then Mac straddles Harm, reaching between her legs and guiding his rock-hardnintointo her. Harm looks down and watches the amazing sight as part of him literally disappears inside of Mac. Her sheath, so warm and soft, wraps around him, engulfing him and calling him home. Slowly she lowers herself onto Harm, taking him into her inch by inch, savoring every sensation, every ridge as his cock slips past her lips. Mac’s eyes are closed, turned uwardwards the ceiling, relishing the moment.


She leans forward with all of her weight on his body, breasts pressed into his chest, nipples erect and excited. She wraps her arms around his head and they kiss. Softly, almost in slow motion, their lips meet, brushing each other… Soft, moist, and full. Harm’s tongue traces her lips, then her teeth and searches out her tongue. Softly their tongues dance and play, caressing each other, their mouths pressing full together. Mac’s hips rotate slowly and steadily, grinding into Harm’s, savoring the feeling of his rod stretching her, filling her completely. She squeezes and relaxes her pussy around him, massaging him like well-trained fingers wrapped around him. His arms are wrapped around Mac, pulling her tight against him, skin against skin. The Flyaway baby-doll draped over their bodies like a test of its durability, enhancing the warmth they generate. Harm moves his hands slowly down her waist, feeling her soft skin against his fingers, down to her hips. He holds her firm ass in his hands and slowly, purposefully begins to move his hips up and down into her, grinding more than anything else. Mac lifts herself up a little, her beautiful orbs right in his face now that he has pulled open the ties. Harm traces his tongue along the underside of her breasts in the small underwire bra and around her hard nipples, circling them, teasing them. He flicks his tongue across her nipples, and then sucks them into his mouth.

Mac raises her and begins to pump, slowly at first, deliberately, taking Harm deep into her, then slowly letting him slip out, almost all the way out, with the head right at her wet and dripping lips, and then she lowers herself on him again. His hands move back up Mac’s waist and massage her breasts as Harm sucks each into his mouth. She leans down and her silky soft hair brushes against his face, caressing him with the softest touch. They begin to thrust into each other harder and faster, building slowly. The intensity is greater than either have ever experienced. Soon they are thrusting and fucking hard and fast, pounding into each other with perfect rhythm. Their hands massaging one another everywhere. Wrapping his arms around Mac, Harm rolls her over onto her back, still deep inside her. Harm grabs her ass with his hands and lifts her hips up off the carpet as she wraps her legs around his waist, pulling Harm into her. Holding Mac in the air, he thrusts into her… Full, deep, long thrusts, slapping against Mac each time. Her outer labia are wrapped tightly around him, as if pulling his joystick into her.

Thrusting, Harm watches as Mac’s bosom bounces back and forth. Mac’s right hand reaches down and feels his cock; all wet with her essence, as it disappears into her then re-emerges, pounding her. Mac plays with Harm’s meat and then with her clit. Her other hand plays with her bre, tw, tweaking her nipples. The two lovers roll around on the carpet, and continue to fuck each other senseless, alternating who's on top… Sometimes slowly, often hard and fast, always completely in tune with each other, and Mac still on the pill against her Doctor’s orders. Holding, caressing, and kissing... They fuck and suck each other for almost two hours, Harm holding himself back, but giving Mac orgasm after orgasm. Finally, he can no longer hold back and unleashes another powerful orgasm into her. His warm essence filling her and dripping out around his spent cock. Harm collapses on top of Mac, completely spent and satisfied, never happier than he is then.

They hold each other, catching their breaths, kissing and fondling one another. Mac’s body glows from the fire and the beads of sweat… Harm doesn't know if Mac has ever looked more beful,ful, but he knows that her beauty is the woman inside, the woman that has my heart safely tucked away.

“You know how much I love you and I know how you love me. Our sex alone is great, but making love is the greatest pleasure of all,” Harm says smiling with his classic flyboy smiles.

“I love you too Harm. By the way, we’re going to have to move the wedding date.”

“Why?”

“Because I want to get married on a Wednesday. So, how about April 14th?”

“Fine, but you can make the announcement later.”

“Ok.

They lay together on the carpet, in each other’s arms, until the fire fades away. Sometime during the night, as Mac is sound asleep, Harm carries her into the bedroom and tucks her in. He climbs in with her, and holds her until he falls asleep, happy and content, hoping and praying another day comes to spend with her, and thanking God for another day he’s been able to spend with Mac.


Roberts’ Residence.
Somewhere in Washington, D.C.
Saturday, April 5, 2003.
10:45am.

Harriet is in the kitchen with a pad of paper, and Mac’s boon thn the phone with the Disney Wedding Event Manager, Tabitha Green. Her nickname is Tabby. She likes it bee ite it reminds her of her Tabby cat’s kittens at home. She is a bit catlike in her mannerisms.

“So is it okay that I entered them without their knowledge,” Harriet asks after telling her the ‘entire’ Harm and Mac story. Tabby dabs a tissue in the corner of her eyes from the tears.

“Well as a matter of policy we don’t allow this kind of thing, but after that story, I think your friends, Harm and Mac, damn well deserve a Disney Fairy Tale Wedding on us. Sorry, I didn’t mean to cuss. I’m getting better at not doing it. I’ll talk it over with my supervisor and get back to you.”

“That would be so wonderful. I would really like to surprise them. They have no idea. They both gave me permission to plan the wedding, and since I am the Maid onoronor, I have to do this up right.”

“I completely understand. What a great friend you are.”

“Ok, I’ll be expecting your call then. I’ll be home all day.”


Two hours later Harriet is back on the phone with Tabby.

“I told my supervisor Margaret, and she went and called the-powers-that-be’s secretary and told her their story. Then she went and took the case to them and they agreed. We are going to give them a custom lavish wedding and honeymoon. The only thing that the wedding party will have to pay for is their stay at the hotel of their choice. We will provide all transportation for the event. Oh and the Monorail is really cool.”

“Oh that is so wonderful, I am just beaming, can you tell?”

“Believe it or not, but yes I can.”

“Ok then, what do you need to get us started?”