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Chapter Three
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The pastor had recently come to the church from some Baptist community down South and his presence was like a breath of fresh air to the staid citizens of this small Kansas county. The ladies of the town viewed him with much interest and found his style of preaching to be most inspiring; the men, well, they were farmers and mostly took a less passionate interest and weren't too concerned about who it was spreading the good word just as long as they were being encouraged to be setting along the right path.

"Fine service, Pastor," said Jimmy as he shook the minister's hand on the steps of the church. Missy took her turn in the column of exiting worshipers and added her thanks as they left the impressive building. Their town didn't have much to recommend it but, for sure, the church was an impressive centerpiece with its spire and all. They loved this time in the week when they could attend to their devotions and they always felt a sense of calm at the Sunday service and did so look forward each week to this special period of quiet reflection away from the rigors of the farm; to recall their 'sins'; what they done and how they could do better in the future and make themselves more worthy.

The pastor, a tall Black man, returned the good wishes grasping her warm hand whilst he looked down at her cleavage. He then eyed Missy fulsome butt as she took Jimmy's arm when they walked away to go to the adjacent meeting room to share coffee with their friends (of which they had few) and neighbors (which were, like themselves, farming folk).
In truth, Missy hadn't been taking too much mind to the pastor's words as he preached from the pulpit. Her thoughts were far distant from whatever it was he was talking about. Indeed, his soft, deep tones coupled with, frankly, the boring subject matter was enough to send her into some kind of trance as she sat on the hard oak bench.

Each time she closed her eyes in prayer all that filled her mind was the vision of Leon's big fat cock that had similarly filled her wet cunt a few days ago. Although she knew it had been ordained to be a sin sharing such intimacies and her womanly wiles with someone who was not her husband, she reconciled her guilt by telling herself that this was what husband Jimmy had indicated he wanted her to do. He hadn't been too specific when they had spoken of 'encouraging' the young farm hand but the circumstance when she had led him to the bedroom, well, it did seem to be that matters had gone beyond her control and she thought that, maybe, she was really doing God's will.

As she sipped at her coffee she inwardly smiled and thought, yes, that must be the answer, it's all part of some greater plan and as such I am absolved of my sin. She took another sip and as that thought took hold congratulated herself for figuring this out. It had been ordained from above that she should fuck the boy and Jimmy's encouragements had all been part of that celestial plan. She drained her coffee, set the cup down and looked around to find her husband so that she might suggest they ought be getting themselves back home; she couldn't wait to share her revelation with her husband.

Jimmy was over the other side of the room talking with the pastor and a couple of fellow-worshiping farmer folk. The pastor was telling of his vision for the spiritual future of the town and local community which Jimmy really wasn't too interested to hear (it all sounded a bit airy-fairy, as his dear old Momma would put it) and he found himself more focused on his own vision which was related to the sight he had from a few days previously when witnessing Leon's thick cock as it entered his sweet wife's gaping pussy.

The pastor stopped in mid-sentence at Missy's approach and was most gracious about being interrupted when she said that they really ought be going; that they had some chores that needed attention back at the farm. He took her hand and longingly held it as he said his goodbyes to them but as she felt his warm grasp she couldn't help but wonder, "Is this black man really looking down the front of my dress?"

He eventually released his grasp and said, "I must pay y'all a visit sometime. I hear that you have a fine spread and when the time is right I will be willing to come and bless your harvest and give thanks for all your hard work to God's glory."

Jimmy gave a non-committal nod and had a couple of thoughts. First up he thought that the minister was a bit of an uppity fellow who had too big opinion of himself; second, he wondered if his cock was as big as Leon's. The pastor had certainly had some kind of reaction in his pants when he had been holding Missy's hand, that's for sure.
The ride home was spent, as usual, discussing their impressions and interpretations of the church service and what they might have gained and benefited from hearing the word of the Lord. Missy was a little uneasy when Jimmy mentioned the topic of confession but then thought, "This must be a part of God's plan. He wants me to tell him what I've done so that we can move on."

In truth, this was partly right, he did want to hear her give her version of events that led up to he being fucked by that young farm boy but the word of God had nothing to do with his interest, he was more struggling with his own guilt of having seen it happen and then not having told her what he had seen.

"Jimmy…"

"Uh?" he responded as they bumped up the track to the farm.

"… you know how you said that I should encourage Leon to be a bit more familiar …"

"Uh, yeah."

"..well, I think I may have been a little too familiar. When he came by for lunch the other day when you were in town, well, I have no idea how it happened but we ended up having relations."

"What do mean, 'relations'?" he said knowing quite well what she was leading up to telling him.

"Uh, well we had some kind of accident with the soup and he had to take off his pants and, I swear I don't know how it happened, but we ended up with him putting that big thing of his in my cunny."

It wasn't a very convincing play of innocence but Jimmy didn't comment or care, he was more pleased that the taboo of her having had another cock had been raised and now perhaps they could speak openly of the event. He decided that at the moment he wouldn't tell her that he had actually witnessed what she was obviously trying to play down. He thought that to confess that he had been standing at the bedroom door and wanking his little cock as he watched his wife being impaled by Leon's impressive tool might be misinterpreted. He didn't say that the pair of them had been so engaged in their carnal delights that he hadn't been noticed.

"It was all over in a trice and I could hardly believe what had happened ….," she lied.

Jimmy knew that to be stretching the truth, he had stood wanking for at least 5 minutes as he watched her being bounced on the bed by Leon's frantic efforts to bring her to a string of orgasms before the boy shot his own load in her.
" … but I do believe that it was the Lord who was directing my behavior and that I was just doing his will. My head was in such a spin and I hardly can remember how it came to be. That must have been the reason it happened. What do you think?"

Jimmy didn't say anything for a few moments, he was making a play of being too busily engaged in parking the pick-up outside the house to answer immediately but in his mind he was recalling that at the same time that Leon had been filled his wife with his spunk that he had shot out his own load which he had managed to catch in his other hand and how he had crept away from the doorway before they could have had a chance to know he was there. It had been an awkward maneuver to tiptoe away with one hand holding up his pants, the other holding a palmful of spunk and his cock sticking out dribbling the remains of his climax on the floor as he made his escape.

"Uh, I think we need to have a talk about this. Let's wait until we get inside," he said as he pulled on the handbrake with his left hand while the right adjusted the front of his pants in an attempt to make himself more comfortable and to hide the growing bulge in his Sunday Best suit.

They entered the house and as always on a Sunday when they returned from the church the first thing to be done was to change out of their 'going-to-church' clothes. Missy was first to the bedroom and Jimmy followed, admiring the same sight as the pastor had enjoyed and most probably had similar thoughts as she walked doing that womanly thing with her hips.

"So, tell me, how did this come about? I thought that I told you that we would take things slowly and now you tell me that you had, wadda you call it, 'relations'. What exactly do you mean by that?" he asked rhetorically.

If he could have seen her face he would have noticed Missy was blushing as she struggled to both find the words and also find the fastener of her dress, "Could you unzip me, please. I really must get this ol' dress to the dry cleaners. It's looking a little shabby, don't you think?" she stammered not quite knowing how to explain to him how events had gotten away from their original intentions.

"Don't be changing the subject. You tell me what happened with Leon," he said as he pulled down the zip to reveal the underwear beneath, "I'm not mad; just curious."

She shuck the dress off her shoulders and pulled it down and stepped out. As she bent and fussed putting the dress on a hanger it gave Jimmy a view of what he loved best, the sight of her in her Sunday best silky underwears, as he called it, the lacy bra that cupped and held her beautiful breasts, the French style matching knickers that revealed, when she moved right, the fringe of hair around her pussy and, best of all for his money, the garter belt that held up the nylons that she only ever wore for church. She still had on her feet the slight high-heeled shoes and although he would never admit it to her, she looked just like one of the porn stars that he had seen in the same magazine that Missy had found in the bunkhouse trash …. the magazine that he had retrieved, kept hidden and looked at from time-to-time.
"Well, we were having lunch just like you told me we should do and then there was an awful accident when Leon spilled his dish of hot soup into his lap. Well, the poor boy was so upset and I could see he was hurting so without giving it a thought I helped him out of those pants and got a towel to mop and clean up. When he pulled those pants down, I could not believe what I was seeing. His thing was all swollen and looked to be in need of being comforted so I did what my instincts told me to do in times of trouble and I ….," she faltered, "… I took hold of it and it started to get even more swelled up …. I just didn't know what to do next."

Jimmy pictured the scene and knowing just how big Leon's penis was from when they had been having their 'pissing contests' out in the fields it took little imagination to conjure up the sight of her small hand struggling to take hold of the Mexican cock. He unbuckled his pants and was aware that his own less substantial cock was already quite stiff from the effect of the pictures in his mind.

"Well, I guess that Leon must have misinterpreted my good intentions because before I knew it he had kinda pushed me into the bedroom and was telling me to take off my clothes."

(Not true, Missy had grabbed his stiff cock and much to Leon's surprise and delight had towed him there.)
"I knew that this was going a bit fast and I was hoping that you might come back and stop this happening and that we might be able to slow things down a little .."

(Not true, Missy had been like a bitch in heat and she had never given Jimmy a thought.)

"… but then I had this weird feeling come over me that perhaps this was meant to be and that maybe it was the good Lord that was making me do these things."

Jimmy looked at her standing there trembling, her eyes cast down, hands wringing her fingers and thought, "Bull shit!" (Well actually, that was the sentiment, Jimmy's Momma told him never to use such cuss words.)

"So then what happened?"

"Well, the strangest thing came over me. He was lying on the bed with this big thing sticking straight up and I thought it looked just like a State Fair Corn dog and I gave it no mind but to get on the bed with him and to give it lick and a taste. I know that you've told me before that it ain't natural but, Jimmy, it felt so right …."

Jimmy couldn't recall if he had ever said such a thing, it had just never been anything that they had gotten around to doing in their lovemaking being how was always so keen to get his cock into her before he shot off prematurely as he was wont to do.

"…. and then we did the most curious thing. Leon made me turn around and to squat over his face so that my cunny was on his mouth while I was still able to lean down and pay attention to his stiff thingy with my mouth. He said it was called 'doing a 6 and 9'. I have no idea why it is called that; made no sense to me."

Jimmy knew exactly what she was referring to, he had seen the same pictures as her in that discarded porn magazine, but he didn't bother to correct her, he was too excited to hear her tell her version of events .. and it showed for his cock was now nearly at full mast.

"Jimmy, I have to confess, it was the most wondrous experience. I had no idea that you can do such things and it felt so right. I guess it must have felt right for Leon too for it only took a little while for my kisses to make him cum …"
(Not strictly true, Missy had taken him into her mouth and had spent quite few minutes swirling her tongue around his fat knob and sucking whilst her hands wanked his fat veiny shaft at the same time as she fondled his hairy balls.)
"… and his stuff went all down my front."

(Also not true, his first shot had blasted the back of her throat; the 2nd, 3rd and 4th hit her full in the face and it was only the rest that 'went' all down her front.)

"What!!!! … then what did you do?"

"Well, as you can imagine, I was completely shocked and I backed off and kinda fell off the bed. I just didn't know what to do …."

She raised her eyes to see how her 'explanation' was being received and was pleasantly relieved to see that Jimmy did not appear mad, indeed, he seemed to be most interested as he stood in front of her half-dressed, his pants down around his ankles. He unbuttoned his shirt and said, "I hope you told him to get the hell out of the house," … knowing quite well that she hadn't.

"Ah, no. I was so confused at what had happened. All I could think was to get that stuff off me so I reached across him to get the towel that we'd used to mop up the soup and somehow I slipped on his stuff that had spilled on the floor and, here's the weird part, as I fell across him with that big 'ol thing of his still sticking up, he grabbed my arm to stop my fall and next thing I knew it went right into my cunny ….."

She looked up once more and was surprised to see that Jimmy had taken hold of his stiff but less than 'big 'ol thing'. She wondered what he was thinking.

Jimmy was thinking 'that's a fat big 'ol lie. You didn't fall or nothing like that; I was at the door and I saw how you was acting like a 3 dollar whore, getting back on the bed and throwing you leg over him so you could put his cock inside you' … but he didn't say that.

"… and try as I might, I had real trouble trying to get off of him." (Another untruth.)

"Well, sounds like you had quite the ordeal. Did you get rid of him?"

"Eventually, it took me a little while. I was really lodged there and kinda stuck but, yeah, I eventually managed to pull myself off and he apologized for the indiscretion and he got his things and left just before you got home."

('Liar, liar, you were fucking him for at least 5 minutes and maybe more. If I hadn't cum myself and left to clean up I expect I would have witnessed that too!')

She batted her eyes at him and asked, "Did I do a bad thing, Jimmy? I mean, I was only following the will of the Lord and it was doing what you said you wanted me to do, you know, give him some encouragement."

Jimmy pulled off the rest his clothes and stood there with his stubby cock sticking out pointing at her, "Nah, sounds as if it wasn't your fault. These things happen and, no, I'm not mad and at least you had your curiosity answered; he is quite a big boy, ain't he?"

She nodded and then unclipped her bra and caught it as it fell from her shoulders. Still holding on to the lacey garment she then hooked her thumbs into the silk panties and pulled them down. He looked on at her standing there clad in just her garter belt and stockings; she looked at him holding his stiff cock.

"Why don't you get on the bed Jimmy … we can do that '6 and 9' thing if you want"

Jimmy didn't answer. He just got on the bed and assumed as best he could remember the position that Leon had told her about which was the same as one of the stained pictures in the magazine .

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Leon wasn't due to return to work for a few days so Jimmy had no opportunity to confront the boy and to give him a piece of his mind and admonish him for sullying his wife, as he thought of the event as being.

In truth, he was happy that Leon was away enjoying his short vacation for it gave Jimmy a while to figure out how he could escalate and keep this thing going. He didn't want to come outright and tell him that he was comfortable with his wife being fucked by the hired help but on the other hand he didn't want to scare him off by acting out being the outraged cuckolded husband. There was too much at stake here, he was thinking. Indeed, if the boy knew of other things like that '6 and 9' that he was willing to share, then Jimmy would be most grateful for he had to admit that previously such delights had never occurred to him.

So it was that in the days before Leon's return to work that Jimmy kinda drip-fed to Missy that he was now comfortable with the knowledge that she had done what she had done and that, maybe, they ought to encourage the young boy further for he (Jimmy) admitted that he found the idea kinda exciting. Missy was surprised that her straight-laced husband had become so accommodating with his confession for she believed he would be mad as hell if he knew that she had more than just 'encouraged' the hired hand. She still had no idea that he had seen it all from the bedroom doorway.

However, straight-laced he may have been in her eyes but he was also very much the dominant half of their marriage and she would always follow his commands and so it was that Jimmy shared with her the scheme he had been planning in his mind. It had taken him a couple of days to figure out but he had concocted the implausible excuse that she, Missy, had developed trapped nerves in her neck and back which the doctor had said required regular massage to ease. As he, Jimmy, had arthritic hands (something that Leon knew), "…. we would be mighty grateful if at the end of the day before you leave work you could provide that service, Leon."

"That way," Jimmy said, "we can get him into the bedroom and you can give him more encouragements and I can keep an eye on you and Leon without him seeing me watching."

Missy wasn't sure that this was a good idea but, hey, he was her husband and as the obedient farmer's wife she always did as she was told.

Leon couldn't believe his ears when Jimmy asked. He had been nervous about coming back to the farm after his vacation, not knowing how he would be received; how he would be expected to act around the delectable Missy after having been so thoroughly and completely fucked by her; how he could look his boss, Jimmy, in the eye not knowing if she had told him. No, Leon was totally confused for the pair of them had acted on his return as if nothing had happened and all that was asked as to whether he had enjoyed his holiday and, oh yes, would he be able to give the boss's wife a massage from time-to-time.

Leon's first day back at work and after they had exchanged pleasantries Jimmy told him they needed to be getting down to the lower 40 which desperately needed to be fertilized. It was smelly job what with towing a tanker full of slurry, having to set the spray heads and then occasionally having to clear blockages. It was a hard day's with a lot of fun but by the end of the day both Jimmy and Leon were hot, sweaty and foul-smelling.

They returned to the yard having completed the job and Jimmy told him that he was mighty grateful to him as it wasn't a job that he enjoyed doing by himself. He said that as the bunkhouse didn't have a working shower or bathroom he was welcome 'to use the house facilities' to get cleaned up before going home. Then he reminded him, "Oh yeah, Missy would be similarly grateful if you could spend a half hour or so giving her back some of that manipulation we spoke about.

"Maybe you'd like to take a shower and get out of those clothes. You can use our bathroom and I'll find you something to put on so you don't have to put those smelly things back on again. Heck, leave them after your done and Missy will put 'em in with her next wash," he said casually adding, " …. I'll get the shower after you're finished.".

Leon was bemused, this all seemed so surreal. He didn't quite know what to make of the situation but he felt a stirring in his loins when he was directed by Missy go through their bedroom to find the bathroom and glanced longingly at the bed thinking on what had happened the last time he was there. Missy was having similar thoughts as she gave him towel and told him that she would find some of Jimmy's clothes for him to put on when he had finished with the shower.

He closed the bathroom door behind him, pulled off his clothes and stepped into the shower and washed the mud and muck off him and as he washed he still couldn't believe what was happening. He completed his ablutions and then his bemusement went off the scale when he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in the towel expecting to find the clothes that Missy had promised. Instead he found Missy laying on the bed on her tummy clad in just her 'underwears' (but no stockings) and Jimmy half-undressed waiting at the bathroom door waiting to go in. No words were spoken as Jimmy disappeared inside the bathroom and put the door closed for his privacy.

"Hi Leon, how was the shower?" she said.

"Uh, it was fine Mrs. Braun, thank you," he replied feeling foolish standing there just wrapped in a large bath towel.
"Oh, tush, what's with the 'Mrs Braun'? How many times have I told you to call me 'Missy'; it is my name, you know. Now get yourself over here and give this sore ol' back of mine a rub."

Leon moved toward the bed as if in a trance. 'How bizarre was this?' was his thinking, here in the bedroom of a woman who he had continuous masturbatory fantasies about; one who he had 'accidentally' fucked a few weeks previous; who was now laying half-naked on 'that' bed and was now inviting him to come and lay hands on her … and with her husband in the adjacent room! He shook his head and decided that he must be having a dream.

He stood alongside the bed as instructed and with his towel tightly bound around his waist he reached out and took from her the bottle of scented massage oil that she offered , "If you'll just pour a little at the base of my spine and work it in as you massage, that should do the trick."

He dribbled the fragrant lotion as instructed and then tentatively touched her back and began to work the oil into her warm flesh as he began to 'massage'. He really had no idea what he was supposed to be doing, the only experience he had with massaging was when his Momma occasionally asked him to rub her feet.

"You need to rub harder than that, Leon … I can hardly feel a thing!"

He leaned over and rub harder.

"Hmmm, that feels better. Now go a little lower, my bum cheeks really do ache."

He did as instructed and moved lower to the top of her butt to find that his oily hands kept brushing against the waistband of her panties. He hesitated to go any further but she saved him from getting her underwear oily by raising herself and then sliding the offending knickers down so that he had free access to her soft luscious cheeks. He peeked and was gratified to see as he moved the soft flesh under his hands that, once again, the curly hairs that he knew to be covering her pussy were peeking out between the crease of her bum.

"Hmm, I like that …." she purred.

Leon liked it also and the longer he worked his hands up and down her back, the stiffer his cock was becoming beneath the towel. He went to move to the other side of the bed so that he could get better access to her but, damn it, as he did so the towel caught on the corner of the brass bed and to his huge embarrassment slipped from his waist and fell to the floor.

Missy raised her head and smiled to see his erection, "… and I like that as well. Why don't you come around here and I'll show you a better way to do 'massaging'"

Leon suspected that she really wasn't referring to 'massage'; he figured, hoped, that she might have something else in mind. His suspicions were met when she rolled over, kicked off the panties and reached around her back to unclasp the bra that was holding her heaving tits.

"Ah, what about your husband," he squeaked for the want of something to say.

"Don't you be paying Jimmy no mind. He told me that he wants me to have fun and besides he likes you so you jus' come over here and we'll do as he asks," she giggled.

He clambered onto the bed and knelt beside her, his stiff cock bobbing in the vicinity of her face. She focused on the purple knob and said, "Oh, I remember you, if I recall right, you tasted very nice. Let's see now," and with that she lifted her head, opened her mouth and just as before had just a little trouble taking the fat glans into her rosebud mouth … but she eventually managed it. He groaned as he felt her hot breath followed by the touch of her tongue.

With a mouthful of cock Missy wasn't able to talk much thereafter but her moans of passion said it all as to how much she was enjoying herself. He began to slowly pump back and forth in response to her administrations and then he was gratified when without looking she found his hand and guided it to her pussy that she had helpfully exposed by spreading her legs. He didn't need any further instructions, he instinctively began to finger fuck her in time with the urgent sucking on his cock. Had they been asked, they would have both agreed that the feeling was divine.

Leon was now truly in another place. He no longer had any feelings of embarrassment or shame or guilt or any of those other emotions that might suggest that this was not normal behavior. Indeed, he could think of nothing other than the delights that emanated from having a beautiful woman sucking on his rigid cock while at the same time she was urging him to pleasure her with his fingers in her wet vagina. He certainly was so far detached from reality that he hadn't noticed that the noise of the shower in the bathroom had ceased and that Jimmy had emerged and was leaning against the bedroom door jam and was keenly watching them … and holding his own stiff cock.

But had Missy noticed her husband from the corner of her eye and she let go of Leon's cock and it flopped heavily from her mouth, "Oh Hi Jimmy, did you enjoy your shower?" she asked innocently as if there was nothing strange about her being the position she was, with saliva and Leon's pre-cum coating her face and hands. Unlike Leon, she hadn't expressed any surprise to see him there because that is exactly how they had planned things to pan out.

Jimmy stood there in the doorway totally naked with his hand slowly stroking his small stiff cock didn't say anything, he just made an uncommitted grunt in their direction and nodded his head in a gesture of approval which Missy took to mean that she should turn her attention back toward the young farm hand.

"Pay him no mind, Leon. He wants you to do what you're doing. He said y'all doing us a favor cos he knows he can't always give me everything I needs."

That wasn't strictly the truth but Jimmy didn't bother to contradict her because he was too interested in taking in the sight of the size of the Mexican boy's stiff brown cock that was all shiny with her spit and to see his wife's open pussy that was equally wet looking. Nevertheless, Jimmy felt he ought to say something in response so he said, "Why don't you get on the bed properly boy and go ahead and fuck her. It's OK, I ain't mad; just get on up there and fuck her."

Leon needed no second reminder, he did as his boss directed. He knelt between her knees and allowed Missy to slightly adjust her position so his fat cock could slide unopposed into her opening as he thrust forward. All three of them made sounds that sounded like sighs of approval.

Missy's sigh quickly turned into some kind of mewling that kept perfect time with each thrust of the fat cock that was so effectively pistoning in and out of her. Leon made no sound at all, he was incapable of speech as he was biting his bottom lip and concentrating on his good fortune.

Jimmy, well, Jimmy had left his post at the doorway and had come closer to the bed, still holding and caressing his cock. Whether it was his intention to give further encouragement or if the words just slipped out, who knows, but he found himself muttering phrases like, "Yeah, fuck her good boy … fuck her good … fuck her with that fat cock … yeah, she's liking that …"

… and indeed, Missy was liking it; she was liking it more than the last time and she was liking it more because she knew that, this time, her husband had approved and was there watching and approving and that also, in her mind, it was no longer a sin, she was just doing the will of God … 'so that's alright then'.

She felt her orgasm start to build somewhere deep down inside her. The tingling began, rightly so, in the place where the friction between the iron hard penis was so effectively pushing back and forth in her pussy and then, it seemed to her that she felt him begin to throb inside her, and so began the flood of warmth spreading over her very being as her climax overwhelmed her and her whole body trembled in ecstasy.

Leon felt it too in his own fashion. First he had the distinct sense that she was getting wetter (if that was possible) followed by a feeling that she was clamping her pussy tighter around him as she began to writhe under him. He then felt her grip his waist in an attempt to pull him in closer (not possible; he couldn't have got any deeper) and finally she gave a squeal that, although he hadn't had much experience of such things, told him that she was coming . It was all too much for his young mind to absorb and without the means to control himself, with a cry of his own, he shot his load deep inside her womb.

Missy opened her eyes and turned her head to find that Jimmy was now standing alongside the bed. She looked to see him showing his approval at what he had witnessed by him completing his wanking and for his stubby stiff cock to suddenly spurt his cum over his hands and onto the floor. She was grateful he hadn't been standing closer for, "Lordy, that stuff would have gone all over my face ," she thought.

Leon rolled off her and lay panting his cock now beginning to return to a less excited condition. Missy let out a breath, turned and gave him a pat and said, "Thank you Leon, that was lovely. We really do appreciate you helping us, don't we Jimmy?"

Jimmy didn't answer, he had already returned to the bathroom to clean up and to make himself more presentable.
10 minutes later they were all once more back into the kitchen and Leon was being assured that, " everything was just fine …. there was nothing to be concerned about … it's all just good fun … best we don't go talking about this to anyone else … blah, blah, blah and … anyway, we are just doing what the good Lord has instructed us to do .."

This last bit was Missy's contribution to the stilted conversation and although Jimmy and Leon had their doubts as to this being a justification, they didn't try to contradict her. It that's what she wanted to think then, fine, just as long as she kept thinking that way and they could continue to follow the word of the Lord in future.

Leon left for home wearing Jimmy's ill-fitting clothes and life and focus for the Brauns reverted back to more mundane matters. Missy grumbled about having extra washing to do now that Leon's dirty clothes had been added to the pile; Jimmy said that was the least of their worries, he heard tell that their old neighbor was thinking of selling up and moving out which meant that the rest of his farm would be coming up for auction. Jimmy said he wasn't concerned about finding the finance, he was more concerned as to where he would find additional hands to work the extra land. Missy told him not to worry his mind about that, she felt sure there would be some good looking young boys who would be looking for work ….

…. and, "oh yeah, the Pastor called and asked whether it would be convenient to pay a visit to the farm next week. He is looking to start a women's community help group and he felt that I would be the ideal person to head it up …" she giggled and said, " … what with my caring ways and all …!"

Jimmy saw the glint in her eye and said, "Yeah, fine. Let me know what day the minister wants to drop by and I'll make sure I'm around so that I can keep an eye on you. I don't trust that black fella."

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… to be continued.