My Big Phat JAG Wedding

MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
8:00 p.m.

Harm opens the front door and slips off his jacket, hanging it on the rack.

“What’s wrong Harm, you’ve been rather quiet since dinner with your parents.”

“Come here,” he says holding out his arms.

“What he’s really trying to say is we need to talk,” Mac reads into Harm’s mood.

Mac silently obeys, entering his open arms. His arms close around her.

“Is something wrong?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact,” Harm says seriously.

“Oh,” Mac looks at the floor. Harm lifts her chin.

“I’m sorry I’ve been acting stran the the past few days. I don’t know what got into me and I’m sorry if I hurt you,” Harm finishes the first part of his speech with a kiss.

Mac softly moans, melting into Harm’s embrace, Harm breaks away first.


“Thank you for a wonderful day. With the way I have been acting, I really wasn’t expecting anything from you or the others.”

“I promised you at Disneyland, and I mean to stick by you in good times and in bad. This Marine intends to stick by her Flyboy, even when he’s being an ass.”

Harm captures her lips and then sweeps her off of her feet to carry her off to bed. He stops kissing her when his knees hit her side of the bed.

“Oh Mac, let me make it up to you for being such an ogre.”

“You damn well better make it up to me, hunka, hunka burnin’ Harm.”

Harm stops and laughs, “Where did that come from?”

“Don’t know. Blame it on that Elvis song you had on the radio on the way to the picnic.”

“Hey, don’t dis the king.”

“I wasn’t dissing you baby,” Mac smiles.

Harm groans and begins to insert himself into her clothing, reaching, searching for flesh to touch, hold, caress, and love.


They kiss again, this time more passionate than the last. She feels his hard cock against her belly and loves the way his body feels pressed against hers. Mac wants to make this event last… Her eyes are closed, but Mac can hear Harm come up next to her. She opens her eyes and he is there next to her, looking down. Mac smiles as he leans down to lick and suck first one nipple and then the next. Harm moves his mouth up to Mac’s and sucks on her lips. She is so weak and helpless. Just letting go to the touch of Harm. He kisses her again, this time holding her hair and shoving his tongue deep into her mouth like an ani Mac Mac moans and sucks on it hungrily. She knows what Harm wants, and she opens her legs. Just waiting for the first touch of his lips, his tongue, and his fingers.

Finally after what seems like hours Mac feels his hands on her thighs. She looks down at Harm and watches as he covers her clit with his mouth. The first sensation of his tongue sends a shot of electricity through her and Mac shudders and instantly arches her back. Harm sucks gently on her clit and inserts two fingers deep into Mac finding her g-spot. Mac bites on a finger to stifle a scream and comes hard against his mouth. He is surprised that she came so quickly and says,

“Honey, are you okay?”

Mac says, “Oh, my god, Harm, that was incredible,” but he’s not finished with her yet and he rolls her over.

The sheet on his side of the bed on her breasts and stomach is cool, and feels good. Mac feels his hands on her ass as Harm spreads them and starts to massage her perineum. The sensation is incredible especially when he fingers her clit. Harm’s other hand moves faster along with his fingers. Mac feels herself getting even wetter and starts to come again… Hard.

She rolls again and they passionately kiss. Mac could kiss him forever, but she feels his hard cock with her hand. Mac licks and bites on his neck as she holds his cock in her hand. She can tell he’s getting ready to come because she feels his throbbing meat thicken and his ass is starting to move upwards towards her hand. He is so close to coming.

“Harm, make love to me. I need to feel you inside me. Now,” she says.

Harm lies down on top of Mac and she is so wet, he slides into her fluidly. Her arms wrap around him, holding Harm tight against her. Mac tightens her legs high around his waist. Harm’s lips come down hard on Mac’s and their tongues furiously move against each other. They grunt and groan into each other’s mouths as they fuck. His hips move faster and harder, driving his cock deeper inside Mac. Then all at once, it becomes intense and they come together and both for a moment become one… Each feeling the same intense orgasm.


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
Sunday, October 26, 2003.
4:30 a.m.

Mac gets up and dresses before Trish is going to ring her in Harm’s SUV. She heads for Harriet’s to pick them up and take them to the airport. She gets a ring ten minutes into her drive.


Roberts’ Residence.
Somewhere in Washington, D.C.
5:00 a.m.

Harriet is up early helping Trish and Frant ret ready to leave.

“I hope Harm and Mac don’t figure out their wedding is at Walt Disney World,” says Harriet before she sips her coffee.

“The one you’ll have to mind is Mac. Knowing my son, he’s too busy to figure it out. All he concentrates on nowadays is Mac, JAG, and flying in that order,” says Trish.

“You’re probably right honey,” says Frank as he pours himself another cup of coffee, “Anyone want more?”

“Mac’s due any minute,” says Harriet.

“Well I guess we won’t be seeing you again until the flight to Orlando, on the 7th of April right,” Trish asks as she puts her cup in the sink.

“Yeah. It’s going to be so much fun. It may seem like a small wedding but it’s going to be a grand event.”

“We’ll call you when we land at Small Airstrip. That will give us enough time to set the plane up, refuel, and turn around for Florida,” says Frank.

“Great,” says Harriet. Suddenly, they all hear a honk out front.


Roberts’ Residence.
Somewhere in Washington, D.C.
5:30 a.m.

Mac opens the back and waits for Trish and Frank.

“Morning mom and dad. Ready to go?”

“Yeah,” Trish says making eyes and wondering where Harm is.

“Harm and I had a late night last night. He’s still sleeping. I was going to stop in at the store for breakfast on the way home before he wakes up.”

“Ah. Did he finally apologize?”

“Yes mom, he did. Then he swept me off of my feet and headed to bed.”

“Good boy,” says Frank as he finishes loading the SUV.

Mac gets in and Trish rides shotgun, Frank in the back seat.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to spend today with you since it is Mother-In-Law Day, so I sent something to your house.”

“Oh Mac, you didn’t have to do that,” says Trish.

“I didn’t even know there was a Mother-In-Law Day,” Frank comments.

“I wanted to, besides I’ve got a feeling that next Mother-In-Law Day, there’s going to be a better surprise.”

“You’re not pregnant, are you Mac?”

“No mom, not yet.”


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
8:00 a.m.

On the way home, Mac top in for breakfast at the store, meanwhile Harm is pacing in the living room in his boxers. A short time later, Mac has her keys in her hand as Harm opens the door. He takes the bags out of her arms and puts them on the counter before backing Mac up against the front door. He captures her arms above her, and kisses her neck as he thrusts himself against her body.

“Oh god Harm. Anything you want, baby it’s yours.”

Harm grunts before he stops.

“Where’d you go, I missed you, what’s for breakfast, and I want you in that order.”

“Take your parents to the airport, missed you too, had to get breakfast since we were out of just about everything, and sure after I get us fed.”

“I wanted to take them this morning. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You were too deep in your sleep and they had an early flight back where it will be even earlier when they land. They wanted to get home while it was till dark so that they could sleep off the rest of the jet lag before sunrise.”

“I’m going to go change the sheets and leave mom an email to call me when she gets up.”

“Why change the sheets, we’re only going to dirty another set,” Mac smiles.

“Because I... Uh... had a dream about you while you were gone,” Harm shyly smiles.

“Oh Harm,” Mac groans and laughs as she watches his six disappear up the staircase.


Mac brings a tray of pancakes staked high. They are thin like the ones she made at her place on New Year’s Day. Harm is waiting on the freshly changed bed typing on his computer. He pulled out the good burgundy red satin sheets and pillowcases.

“Harm, why did you have to pick these sheets?”

“Why, what’s wrong with them?”

“You know what they do to me,” Harm gives her a questioning look, “You don’t remember what happened the last time we used theheetheets do you?”

“No. Should I?”

“I’ll give you a refresher after breakfast,” Mac smiles.

Mac sets the tray down on the bed and carefully climbs into the bed. They eat a good portion apiece and then Mac puts the tray on the dresser. She climbs back into bed pulling the covers up around her. She reaches down and begins to rub the front of Harm’s boxers. He moans out into the morning.


“Refresh your memory yet?”

“Not quite.”

Mac strips off Harm's boxers and she gently takes the warm member in her grasp. She dives under the covers and she begins to lightly blow on the tip like a soft breeze. Harm begins writhing on the bed. She rises up, uncovering them both. Then he looks up in time to see her put her mouth over the tip. She begins suckle at a fast pace. Harm doesn't know if he can hold it in if she keeps up with her current mode of ministrations.

"Oh god, Mac slow down… I will lose it if you keep that up."

"All right, flip me over then."

She gives up her position and Harm flips her over and slows everything. He kisses her long and passionately. He teases her neck with feather light kisses. He traces a path from one side of her jaw to the other. Mac is now panting heavily. He kisses a path from the base of her neck to her belly button with kisses then he blows on the path. It incites chills up and down her body. She arches her back up to his face.

"Oh Harm don’t stop now. Please, I want more."

"Yes Mac, with much pleasure," Harm says.

Harm chuckles and he goes further down. She tosses a couple of pillows down to Harm. He places one under her lower back and he uses the other to rest his head on. She puts her feet up on the bed, keeping her knees bent and relaxed. He kisses her apex and he softly reaches down with his left hand to see if she is ready for him. With his right hand he reaches up and she takes his index finger into her mouth. He finds her more than ready for him. He gently teases two fingers around the lips and then he goes for her clit. She nearly jumps off the bed.

"Oh Harm... Please... I need you."

Harm moves up and places his weight over her. Then he settlesand and lets his weight rest on her body. She passionately plasters herself all over him. She wraps her legs around his waist. Her feet resting on his butt, her arms wrap around his back. He comes up and kisses her passionately over and over. Her breath is coming out in faster pants, more moans and groans. Harm closes his mouth over hers and with one smooth slide he is in her. Immediately Mac moves up her legs to the middle of Harm's back. She paws at his back with her nails. Then she runs her fingers through his hair. Running her nails along his scalp. Mac is dying to have him pounding into her and as the saying goes... He rose to the challenge. He goes as fast as he can. Mac tightens all her muscles around Harm. Harm moans out her name. Mac moves out from under Harm and flips him under her. She rides him like he is galloping horse, fast and like the wind.

"Oh Mac... You are wonderful."

"Thank you. So are you."

Mac comes first and Harm soon follows. The two feel very satiated and happy. After a nice nap the two went at it again. Later on, Mac dons a pastel yellow sundress and hand made red leather sandals. She puts her hair up a little and sprays on a little White Shoulders perfume in all the right spots while Harm is still sleeping. Harm lazily wakes when Mac isn’t in bed anymore. He pulls on his boxers and goes looking for her. She’s in the kitchen humming a simple tune while she makes lunch. Harm circles his arms around her, cleaving to her backside.

“So do you remember?”

“Oh yeah. Thanks for the reminder.”


MacKenzie-Rabb Apartment.
2909 P St NW, Washington. D.C.
Friday, October 31,3.
3.
5:35 am.

Mac gets up out of bed and disappears into the bathroom.

"You know, I should let you borrow my clothing more often. It looks better on you than it does on me," says Harm from the bed.

"We'll see."

"I am going to go see about something to." ."

"Good, I am so hungry. Please feed me," Mac replies coming from the bathroom all freshened up.

Mac comes to Harm who is standing near the bedroom door. She puts her arms up around his neck and gives him a proper lingering good morning kiss.

"Sarah, if you kiss me like that again I just might take you to bed for a week."

"Is that a promise or just a tiny threat?"

"Oh that, that is most definitely a promise," Harm says, then kisses her again.

Harm spends time in the kitchen while Mac goes out for the paper. The two of them eat and Mac says she feels ready enough to start the day. So, Harm goes in and dresses while Mac clears the table. Harm drives them both to work. They come home later after work staying in the driveway for a few moments. They begin to neck like silly teenagers in a car at their beloved’s home. Mac takes one last deep breath and gets out. Mac takes Harm's arm and as they come around the corner Mac notices a basket on the doorstep.


"Oh Harm look."

Mac lets Harm go and she rushes to the basket. Mac pulls back the covers and finds a kitten. There is a note under the basket.

"Harm this is for you," Mac says handing the envelope to Harm and she takes the basket into the house. She picks up the young cat and cradles it in her arm. She uses the other hand to rub its belly. Harm opens the note and reads,

"Harm, from one “Tomcat” to another. Tom Boone. Ps. The kitten is a house pet. It is relatively well mannered and fixed. Vannessah said you should call it Tom. I thought that would be too easy. I thought of Little Hammer Jr., but it’s your pet.”

Harm folds the note and fights back tears at the very sweet gesture from Tom and the memories at the mention of his dad’s call sign.

"Harm," Mac asks as she looks at him, "Harm are you ok? What does that say?"

"It… It… It’s a gift for me from Tom Boone."

"Oh Tom. How sweet. Does it have a name?"

"He said Vannessah said to call it Tom since it’s a cat. Tom suggested Little Hammer Jr., but he said it was up to me to decide."

“Hmm, we could call it Meatless.”