The sweat from my forehead circumvented my eyebrow and slid down my cheek as I applied the facade to the building. We had done a magnificent job, and I was certain that a bi-annual bonus was imminent. Although construction work was strenuous, it sure paid well, especially for a farmboy like myself.
I thought farming was tough, but starting from scratch and erecting a building was a heck of a job. Besides the money, I enjoyed the free accommodation that the company provided. My only expense was food. I didn’t bother going out with the fellas on weekends to drink as I was focused on going back to Kentucky with enough cash to buy a home.
“Sweet Jesus.”
I glimpsed over my shoulder and saw the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. The glimpse evolved into a stare as I admired her yellow dress reaching her ankles, and her blonde hair reminded me of sunflowers back home.
It’s as if looking at her teleported me to the place I loved most, and I wanted to bask in that feeling some mo’. My lips curled as I slowly shook my head, wondering how it would feel to touch her soft, smooth skin. I bet she must have many men after her. What chance I got?
My heartbeat switched up a gear, and I perspired even mo’ just thinking about talking to her. It sure as hell would be mighty fine to talk to that pretty lady.
She stopped as the groceries tore through the brown paper bag and scattered on the ground, with the apples rolling away. She bent down to pick up the fruit in front of her, and I jumped off the scaffold and then dashed towards the rolling fruit.
I picked up all of them, holding them against my body as I walked to her. She stood up straight and smiled. Gosh darn, she’s even more beautiful than from afar.
“Thank you so much,” she said as I handed some of the oranges and apples to her.
“It’s my pleasure.”
“That’s mighty kind of you.”
“Anything for a pretty woman such as yourself.”
Her smile broadened, and she looked down. ‘Swear she looked like she was blushing and had tucked her head in between those two small shoulders.
I looked at her torn paper bag and said, “I’ll be right back.”
I sprinted to the shop down the road, bought two plastic bags and then dashed back. “Here. This should be better.”
“Oh, my. Can’t believe you did that. That’s so nice of you,” she said.
“My pleasure.”
She extended her hand and said, “I’m Jenny.”
“Max. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Jenny smiled as she looked at me. I saw that she was waiting for me to say something. “What are you doing here?”
“I got my mama some fruit. She likes it.”
“You live around here?”
“No, I’m actually seven miles out, in Elderville.”
My, my, my. She’s a rural girl. “What brings you out here?”
“I just recently started cleaning houses just up here,” She slightly turned her body and pointed. “You?”
I smiled and pointed at the building. “Construction.”
She stared at me again. I felt she was waiting for me to take the next step, but I just couldn’t believe it. How could such a pretty lady even give me the time of day? What the hell? I might as well ask.
“Is it possible that I take you out sometime?”
“Sure. That sounds nice.”
I took her number and then walked away smiling. I couldn’t resist turning around to get another look at her as she walked away. She was pretty damn fine.
Jenny was on my mind for the rest of the day. I even thought about her back at the hostel. I wanted to call her while laying in bed, but I thought it was too soon.
We spoke the following day after I finished work. She was so friendly to me, and I couldn’t wait to see her on Friday.
“How did you get here?” I asked at the coffee shop.
“I took a bus.”
“That’s quite a distance. You don’t have your own car?”
She shook her head. “No, most of my money goes towards the house and taking care of mama. She’s pretty sick.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. And your father?”
“He passed away years ago. It’s just mama and I.”
“You’re quite the fighter.”
Her lips compressed and curled as she looked down. “Would be nice to have some help.”
The mo’ she spoke about herself, the mo’ I saw she was a country girl at heart. She cooked, cleaned, took care of her mama and would no doubt do the same for her husband.
After the date, I paid a taxi to take Jenny home. She was so grateful that she even sent me a text when she got home to thank me again and said it was one of the nicest things anybody had ever done for her. Well, I’ll be damned.
She stopped by the construction site almost every day after cleaning the houses, and we got to know each other pretty well.
At the end of the month when I got paid, I gave her two hundred dollars to help her with her mama’s medication. It wasn’t much, but she sure as hell thought it was.
I loved that she was gracious, humble and grateful. She was down-to-earth and family-orientated. Jenny wanted to have a boy and a girl, just like me.
Since the two hundred dollars I gave her helped her, I made it a monthly occurrence. Seeing her smile as I handed her the money made me want to give her mo’.
After six months of dating, I proposed. Jenny loved the wedding ring. We got married three months later in Kentucky, and I bought us a house two weeks later.
Although Jenny loved the home, she stayed in Elderville with her mama to take care of her. I didn’t mind because we had started on a new building a few miles away from the last one.
Jenny visited my hostel on weekends, and I found out that she was a virgin the first time we had sex. I saw she was inexperienced by the way she slid her tongue into my mouth, but I didn’t mind that her pussy was tight. She got wet real quick as I waggled my tongue all over her pussy.
She moaned as I stuck my fingers into her pussy and licked her clitoris. Her nipples were pointy, and she rattled her head with her eyes closed as I continued the licking. That was definitely the first time she felt a tongue on her pussy.
I got on top of her and stuck my dick inside her. She groaned as I penetrated slowly, careful not to hurt her. Jenny was really tight. Man, her wet pussy made me want to go crazy on her. She moaned numerous times as I bobbed past her lips.
She was apprehensive about sucking my dick because she didn’t want to disappoint me with her inexperience, but I assured her that I’d be satisfied, no matter what.
It wasn’t a great blow job but seeing her beautiful face with her lips wrapped around my mouth made me want to cum on her face, but I resisted. I didn’t want to overwhelm her with too much, too soon.
A few weeks later, her mother had gotten better and Jenny wanted to spend the weekend in Kentucky.
I was glad to be alone with my wife in our home. During the movie, she kneeled in front of the couch and unzipped my pants. That was a pleasant surprise. Unexpected but pleasant. I figured that she wanted to please me.
My chin raised as I closed my eyes and exhaled. Jenny’s technique had improved significantly. I was thrilled to be married to a woman who sucked well, and she looked like she enjoyed it.
Jenny got on top of me, with her back reclined and her feet on my knees as I held her waist. She convulsed as I rammed her hard.
I grunted a few times as she put her back into it and rode me like a wild bull. Her hair cascaded off her back, and her screams turned me on pretty badly, eventually making me cum.
After the shower, I walked into the lounge and approached the couch. Jenny didn’t hear me sneak up behind her, and I looked over her shoulder. I frowned, seeing her watch porn on her phone. It wasn’t something I expected her to do, but I wasn’t put off. What was surprising was that she was watching a guy give it to a woman in the ass. Maybe she accidentally stumbled upon that genre.
Several months later, after having regular sex, she still wasn’t pregnant. Maybe there was no need for me to panic, but I wanted to get a professional opinion.
We walked out of the doctor’s office feeling uncertain. The doctor said we should keep trying as there was a chance that Jenny could get pregnant and we should return in six months if Jenny isn’t pregnant by then. I felt the doctor knew more than she told us and that the problem was with me.
We continued having sex at least three times a week for the next month. Jenny was open to different positions, and I liked giving it to her doggystyle.
She sure as hell did have a nice butt, which I liked spanking. I got turned on as she fingered herself and moaned while I rammed her from behind.
“Stick it in my ass,” said Jenny.
I paused for a few seconds. She caught me off-guard. I didn’t expect that from her. Jenny seemed too innocent to be butt-rammed. But I thought, what the hell? It can’t hurt anyone. I figured she was feeling adventurous.
She pulled lube out of a drawer and handed it to me. Didn’t know she was already prepared. I put some in her ass and on my dick, then slowly stuck my tip in. She grunted as I slipped it in deeper. I felt her ass stretch, which made me harder. I was a lucky son of a gun to have a wife with an amazing ass.
After I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and penetrated, she screamed her lungs out for the next few minutes.
Two weeks later, Jenny asked me what I thought about Becky, our next-door neighbour. I was unsure of what she meant, and she clarified that she wanted to know if I found her attractive.
I frowned, wondering what she was up to. “What’s going on, Jenny?”
“Nothing. I’m just asking.” She stepped towards me and ran her hand down my chest, then added, “I’ve got myself a good man, and I wanna enjoy myself after being a good girl all these years.”
“Enjoy yourself how?”
“You know, some bedroom fun.”
“Don’t I please you?”
“Of course you do. I love you. That’s why I married you, but is there anything wrong with me wanting to try something new?”
My shoulders lowered, and I smiled with compressed lips. I couldn’t blame her for wanting to spice things up. After all, she was a virgin for 24 years. It couldn’t have been easy to be celibate for that long. And she was all mine.
On Saturday night, Becky came over. I knew they had become close friends, but I had no idea that they were so flirty with each other.
Becky had gotten divorced a couple of months ago after her husband cheated with several hookers, and apparently, she also wanted to let loose.
My eyes widened as I gawked at them kissing softly. Woah, hell’s bells. Never thought I’d see my Jenny kiss another woman, but here we are.
Jenny grabbed Becky’s hand, led her to the bedroom and then told me to follow them.
She lay on the bed as Jenny undressed her and then licked her pussy. I must say, Jenny had a hell of an ass. I stared at it as she bent over the bed and then lowered herself onto Jenny.
They made out as I unzipped my pants, and I was eager to stick my dick into Becky’s pussy and ram her from behind. I grabbed her waist, and she perked her ass up as she moved towards the edge of the bed. Jenny opened her legs, and I stuck it into Becky, as she lowered her face to my wife’s pussy and then licked it.
Becky moaned as I rammed her from behind, and Jenny moaned from the licking. That was music to my ears. All three of us were having a mighty fine time.
A few minutes later, Jenny told me to lie on the bed. Becky sat on my dick and Jenny on my face. They made out as I licked my wife’s pussy. I caught a glimpse of them squeezing each other’s tits, and Becky even reached for Jenny’s pussy, brushing her fingers on my tongue.
The best part was when Jenny told me to stand, and both of them got on their knees in front of me and smiled at each other before sucking me off. They alternated between my dick and balls. The pinnacle was when I came on both of their faces and then they licked my cum off each other’s faces. Holy cow, that was wild.
After the sex, Jenny walked Becky out. I waited for her in the lounge, and as soon as she walked in, I said, “When is she coming back?”
Jenny smiled. “Oh, so you enjoyed yourself?”
I hugged her and then kissed her forehead. “So much. Thank you.”
“Don’t you worry. I’ve got some ideas.”
I was a bit taken aback by how quickly Jenny had progressed from the innocent virgin I met to a wild flower she had blossomed into. But I did enjoy the threesome tremendously, so I couldn’t wait to see what else she had in store for us.
The next time we had sex it was just the two of us. It was great but nothing freaky happened. That was until she pulled a vibrator out of the drawer and told me to stick it in her ass.
“I can give it to you in the ass, sweetheart,” I said.”
“It’s fine. You keep going. I want the toy in my ass.”
It didn’t occur to me in the moment, but I later realised that my wife wanted two dicks in her. That’s when I began to worry. Maybe she brought Becky over as my reward while her reward will be another guy joining us, I thought.
Hell would freeze over before I’d let another man touch my Jenny.
A couple nights later after dinner, she asked me how I felt about seeing her with Becky.
“It was a bit of a surprise, but I guess I can see why you’d be curious to try something like that.” She smiled and looked down for several seconds. I saw something was on her mind, but she seemed apprehensive about expressing it.
“What?” I asked.
She shook her head and smiled. Something had definitely piqued her interest.
“I was just thinking about something.” She paused for a few seconds. “When we eventually have a baby, I’m gonna dedicate all my time to him or her, and we won’t be able to do the stuff we’ve been doing. I just thought that we should do everything we want to do before that time comes.’
“Like what?”
“I was hoping you’d let me be shared.”
I frowned. “Whatch you mean?”
She lowered her gaze, and her tone softened as she said, “I’m just curious about trying out three guys at the same time.”
I leapt up, looming over her. “What’d you say?”
She tucked her head in between her shoulders and kept looking down. “What the hell’s gotten into you, woman?”
Jenny remained quiet. That was for the best. Heaven only knows what I would’ve done had she insisted on being with two other men. Hell, for all I know, she meant three guys without me.
I stormed out and then went to a bar to cool off.
My work called me to report to a new site in two days. Jenny initiated the sex the following night as an apology for her shameful request.
I reported to work the day after. The project took almost a year. In the first few months, Jenny visited my hostel every other weekend. In the last few months, it was once a month. She even skipped some months.
I got home at the end of the year, and Jenny said she had something to tell me.
“I’m pregnant.”
I leapt up and smiled. “You better not be pulling my leg.”
She smiled and shook her head. I grabbed her and pulled her into me, then lifted her and spun her around.
A few months later when her water broke, I rushed her to the hospital. I couldn’t wait to see my son.
I heard him cry as he was coming out of Jenny’s womb, and my eyes filled with tears. The doctor held him, and my smile faded. It felt like my heart had skipped a bit as my lips parted and my eyes widened.
The baby had curly black hair and brown skin.
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