13 comments/ 48015 views/ 20 favorites Lonesome Harvest Ch. 01 By: Yeswayted69 Before you read this story I would like to warn you that it is a hot-wife/wife sharing type story. If you're not into it that's cool and you don't have to read it. Fantasies like this are rarely acted on and would more realistically end in separation and divorce. If you post nasty comments I'm going to assume you are a closet cuckold and are just unleashing your hatred upon the people who like to read this type of story. If you love anal there's none here. I'm no fan of that topic but I'm not bashing the anal stories. I run a grain storage company in rural Montana, not much of Montana isn't rural. During the harvest season things get pretty busy, massive farms are bringing their grain in selling and storing their harvest. We have to run the operation almost 24hrs a day for five months. I usually hire someone to supervise the other shifts. I like to hire guys with a degree in agriculture business because this is a perfect leap into their career. They usually come in and work a season and then their off to open their own business or work in another area of agriculture. You have to know how to grade a harvest, schedule truck unloading, supervise maintenance and repair of equipment, and many other tasks. The job is relatively brief but very lucrative and I usually offer room and board in my own house because there is very little around for rent. This year I decided to hire a Nebraska graduate named Ryan. When I first phone interviewed Ryan I could tell he was pretty bright and very focused. He was also very friendly. He arrived ready to work and spent a couple of days in the early harvest season learning the ropes of the grain elevators and learning the computer systems. He seemed very at ease and was running the show in no time at all. My wife Jeanine always has the spare bedroom cleaned and ready for my employees. It has a full bath and a king size bet and it's actually a very nice place to call home for a few months. Ryan would work the evening shift, 4pm - midnight while I worked 7am to 4. The evening shift was hardly any different from the morning because we always had a line of grain trucks waiting to weigh, grade and unload. I would see him in passing, usually he would come in about 3:30 and sit around drinking a coke until he took the reins for the rest of the day so there was a little time for chit chat. I really was pleased at how efficiently he ran things and how he interacted with the farmers and truck drivers. My wife was also very fond of him because he hung around the house in the mornings and would offer to help with cleaning and chores, feeling that he actually owed us something for the room and board. Jeanine commented about how polite he was and it took a while for him to stop calling her "Mrs." all the time. This guy didn't realize how much money he was making for my company. The cost of room and board was a non-issue. Anyway things began to turn grey for Ryan about the third week into the season. I eventually got him to tell me why he acted so glum all of a sudden. As is turns out, his girlfriend of two years had dumped him over the phone and there seemed no hope of reconciliation. He said he was actually considering going home to Nebraska to see if he could patch things up. I got a lump in my throat, I was scared to death that my best employee ever was going to leave just when things were heating up at work. I didn't want to seem insensitive but I tried to reason with him and listen to his problems with a caring ear. It seems he had his mind made up and gave me a two week notice. I was talking to Jeanine that night while we were lying in bed to see if she had any ideas. "Why don't we find him a new girlfriend?" she said. "Brilliant!....but wait a big problem with your idea. There's no girls within 70 miles of here. Nothing but open expanses of wheat and corn fields. Unless there's a girl hiding out in a cornfield nearby I don't see any chance of him getting a new girlfriend." "Well, maybe I could be his girlfriend." she said in a playful tone of voice. "What do you mean by that?" I inquired. "Well, he just needs someone to pay some attention to him. He hangs around the house all morning acting bored while you're working your shift. I could cook him some meals, watch some movies with him, go walking with him, things like that! I'll just try to get his mind off things" "Well if you tell him you're going to be his girlfriend he might get naughty little ideas in his head" "Like what? He's almost twenty years younger than me, he's not going to...no way he'll want anything from me." "Honey, you have no idea what effect you have on men. You are a very sexy woman." Jeanine was a forty one year old vixen. She wasn't modeling material but she has nice broad hips that sway when she walks and very beautiful large breasts that get noticed by every many that walks by her. She has a luxurious head of brunette hear and dark brown eyes. Her skin is one of her best features, she is soft and somewhat pale because she's not interested in getting a tan. You can tell she has taken good care of herself. One thing I really like about her is that she hasn't shaved her vulva like all those trashy porn actresses. She keeps the hedges trimmed and this really turns me on in bed. She also has a bubbly flirty personality that can win anyone over. Our sex life was routine, about 3 positions and not a lot of foreplay, but it's kept me satisfied at the ripe age of forty five. "You just need to understand, if you act like his girlfriend, he's eventually going to expect a little more. He's a red blooded American twenty two year old man, he has needs" I smiled at her. "Well, I'll try to keep it light, he is a handsome young man, might have trouble keeping my hands off him myself" she slyly remarked with a giggle. Jeanine made it a point to make him breakfast every morning after I left and sat with him and watched soap operas and lent an ear when he wanted to pine about his previous relationship. I think Ryan was enjoying the attention because he seemed to be in a much better mood when he came to work to relieve my shift. Jeanine kept busy and also seemed to be happy with the arrangement. "I think he likes his new girlfriend!" She spoke up one afternoon. I was a little startled "You actually told him you were his girlfriend? I thought you were just going to be nice to him." "Well yeah I told him, he knows I'm just trying to cheer him up. He asked me today when he could have his first kiss!" she laughed. "I'm warning you, he's gonna want more than a kiss if you keep it up. You could give a dead man an erection!" I think Jeanine was a little naive about the effect she has on men. Lonesome Harvest Ch. 02 One day I rolled in around 5:30pm and sat down at the dinner table and read a day old newspaper. Jeanine walked into the kitchen with a t-shirt on and a pair of white cotton panties with no bra. Her large breasts were swaying and jiggling and you could clearly see her large nipples "You look comfortable" I quipped. "Why yes I am, I've been in this outfit all day" she smiled. "I think you might be right about that 'red blooded American boy stuff'. He was sitting on the couch watching the news in his boxers and I walk in wearing this and guess what happened? He had to get a pillow to cover up when I sat down with him. He's a little shy that Ryan, but you could have a 3 ring circus in the tent he pitched" she giggled. "Say what?" "I believe your boy Ryan is what they call "hung" from where I was sitting. He seemed to get all sweaty and cotton mouthed when I tried to chit chat with him. He's a little nervous or shy or something." "The man probably hasn't had sex in months, you better be careful. I said" "You know I didn't think about that. It's kind of unfair to tease him walking around in my panties and no bra around that loaded gun." Something evil in my brain clicked and I said, "since you're his 'girlfriend', maybe you should 'ease his stress' a little." "What in the world do you mean by that??" she exclaimed. "Well, nothing wrong with a little hand job" I muttered, half expecting to get hit by a coffee mug or whatever else she had handy. "Ah hah! You perv! Do you recall that I am a married woman?? What makes you think he wants a forty one year old woman to give him a hand job??" "Any man his age would accept a hand job from you! It's not like you're having sex with him, it was just an idea!" I played it off like I was just kidding around and flirting but something in the back of my head was wanting to continue this conversation. "I did notice he avoided me somewhat at work today as if he'd seen something he shouldn't have. "Do you think he's changed his mind about leaving" she said with a pouty face. "No, I don't know, never brought it up." "Well do you think I should try the hand job approach?" she laughed. With the same playful tone in my voice I said "Sure, why not?" I felt like we were just kidding again so I didn't follow up on the conversation, but my mind was racing and my cock strained behind my pants. The rest of the night was uneventful but an image began to flash in my brain of Jeanine's dainty hand with her painted fingernails grasping a large cock. The next day during my shift at work I felt it hard to concentrate because of the previous day's conversation, but later on fell into a rhythm and the thoughts went away. Ryan came in and seemed to be somewhat back to normal, he just went right to work supervising. When I got home Jeanine was sitting in the recliner reading a book in her pajamas. "How was your day" I asked. "Fine, I guess". "Why aren't you in your Fruit of the Looms and your t-shirt like yesterday", I jokingly asked..but she sat silent for a few moments before she spoke up ... "Well, um...I was wearing them earlier but I got 'something' on them". My mind was swimming and I felt it hard to breath, she actually wore he undies around him again. I remembered yesterday's conversation which I thought just a joke. Had she actually given Ryan the hand-job she had kidded about?? And what was the "something" that she got on her underwear? She suddenly blurted "I jacked Ryan off. There, I said it. I admit it. I got his semen all over my t-shirt and that's why I'm wearing my p.j.'s. I have to be honest with you. I'm not good at keeping secrets and now I'm terrified what you are going to do to me." She sat and stared into space, a tear rolled down her cheek. "Honey', I cleared my throat while wondering what to say, thoughts were spinning, images in my brain of my cute little wife in a nearly see thru cotton shirt jacking Ryan off made me hard as granite, should I be mad? I'm NOT mad? What the hell was wrong with my brain?? The jealousy was like a drug and I was hooked. "Well, I guess you gave the boy a little relief" I said lightheartedly. She looked suddenly toward me with confusion. "You're not going to leave....or divorce me,..or kill me??" I shrugged, "No..it hadn't occurred to me to do any of those things, I, uh, I guess it's kinda funny! Where, I mean when did this all happen?" Well he was sitting over on the couch in his boxers and a wife beater just relaxing and trying to wake up for his shift. I started asking him about his old girlfriend, trying to let him know he could talk to me if he ever needed someone just to listen. He just seemed somewhat numb about her, I guess he wasn't hurting so much anymore. Well I just went and sat next to him while he flipped through the channels and I looked over and noticed he had a big hard-on. Calvin, I mean to tell you he had a "HUGE" hard-on. His dick was really straining at the fabric. He looked like he hadn't had any relief in months. I felt sort of bad for teasing the guy so I thought I would just help him out like I said I would. I nervously reached down and unbuttoned his boxers. He just sat there watching me and he lifted his arms out of the way to let me get the buttons undone. Oh my god, that boy was hung like a horse. Must've been 9 inches long! I've seen smaller dicks under a donkey. Anyway, he helped me get the last button undone and then he slipped his underwear off completely. I wasn't as nervous after finding out he had no objections so I just leaned over onto his lap and slowly jacked him off while he watched t.v." I sat down, stunned but trying not to show it. I just couldn't hold myself up all of a sudden. Pangs of jealousy and pleasure were coursing through my body at the same time like a drug. "So you gave the boy a hand-job...did he say thank you?" "Well, sort of, he moaned really loud and came all over the place!" she giggled. "It was on my shirt, on the couch, in my hair, took a while to get it all cleaned up. I'm guessing that was his version of a thank you. He didn't say much afterwords, it got time for him to get ready and he stepped in the shower, got dressed and left. I had a shower too because I reeked of his semen. I don't think that boy has had an orgasm in a long time!" she added casually. I was trying to wrap my mind around what was happening but what I really wanted to do was wrap my hand around my aching cock and jack off myself. "Honey, excuse me for a minute." I stepped into the bedroom to put on some shorts, she came into the room "Are you mad at all? I mean I know we kidded about it, I'm sorry, I just..I don't know what I was thinking!" "Don't be sorry" I said .. "I don't know how to explain how I'm feeling, but for some reason I just don't mind that you touched him, or jacked him off. I don't know why, I guess I should be mad but I think it's kinda cool...I mean you didn't have sex with him or anything. I guess I'm o.k. with this as long as you tell me what happens, and don't let it go too far." "You're ok with it?" she said astounded. "Well, if you feel that way I would like to add that it was fun, I felt like a teenager with him, kinda scared what would happen but after it started I just got into it. I couldn't believe the size of his dick!" Later that night as we were lying after making love she noticed that I was hard again almost instantly. "I'm beginning to think you like what I did today, you cock is leaking all over this bed, I can't remember you being this horny in a while!" I had to clear my throat "I have read that some guys like to hear about their wife fooling around or teasing other men. I guess I like the recognition that you are an attractive woman, you are 'my' woman too." "I'll always be your woman, I love you Calvin", then she rolled over and drifted off to sleep while I rubbed my aching cock thinking about the days events. I would love to have secretly watched my wife attend to Ryan's cock, but I knew that I had to be at work during those hours and there was no way around that obstacle. I guess I would just have to be content with whatever she wanted to admit to me. The next day I fumbled around at work, unfocused and unorganized and barely getting through my busy schedule. I wondered what was was going on at home, secretly hoping that Jeanine would do it again. "Hey Jeanine, did Ryan get any action today?" I kidded her as I walked in the door. "Well yeah! he surely did mister." She smiled as she sat reading a paper not looking up. "Want to hear about it?" "Heck yeah" I said playfully. "Well it started out like yesterday, pretty much a repeat of yesterday save one thing" she said all coy. "What!?" I inquired. "He didn't work on his resume' today. He left it sitting on his desk. I didn't bring up the subject with him, he just chatted about this and that, nothing at all about his ex girlfriend. We sat around in our undies most of the morning after he got up and watched t.v. so I gave him another of my famous hand-jobs." "Did he like it?" I asked stupidly. "Duhh, yeah" she said like a smart-ass schoolgirl. "I gave a man a hand-job, he came all over my shirt....again, and the hair (she pointed to the towel on her head), and the couch, I'd say that he liked it...I can't give this guy any more hand-jobs, I'm sorry." "What? Why not??" I inquired. "Because he cums too darn much and I don't really want to spend all that time cleaning up..I'll need to buy a tarp to lay out or just switch to blowjobs" she said rather comically. "Man I hope semen doesn't have a lot of calories cause I would get fat fat fat!" she joked. "After he came I finally just gave up cleaning up with paper towels and took off my shirt and used it as a rag to get it off his chest." Oh my god. My imagination was about to blow a fuse. My delicate wife was topless next to a naked man with a huge cock. Her beautiful tits exposed to this young man staying in our home. I excused myself to the bathroom. "I know what you're doing in there!" She hollered as she banged on the door. "Why don't you just come out and I'll do it for you!" I came out with my pants on my ankles and a sly grin on my face. "You read my mind" I said and then threw her on the bed and fucked hell out of my hot little wife. Lonesome Harvest Ch. 03 After we were done she spoke up "I think this is a win win win situation." "What do you mean?" "Well", she said, "Ryan gets some relief, it turns you on that I give him hand-jobs, and me.....I kinda like it too!" "You like what, the enthusiastic sex from me?" "Well, yes I do like that but I was also thinking about the hand-jobs..I mean you're pretty big and I've always liked your size and I like everything about you but damn! That man is hung." After a few moments of silence she spoke up again, "I like the way it feels in my hands. I can't even get my hands around it." "How long is he?" I asked. She looked over at my aching erect cock, took it in her hand and held the other hand about 4 inches above the end. "About this long, and much thicker with a big head on it! I wonder why that girl broke up with him, maybe she couldn't handle that monster." In my mind I had wondered at times what it would be like to have one of those porn star cocks. How did those extra inches feel when it was stroked? "I think he's a nice guy. He's got nice muscles..I saw them all today. He stripped all the way down when I started stroking him. He's got just a little bit of hair on his chest...oh and his balls are humongous!" "Did you get excited when you touched him?" I asked. "Well, yeah, I got exited and a little wet. It's just a natural reaction. I'm not in love or anything, it's just a lot of fun. I don't think he's going to try anything, I think he'll be satisfied with hand-jobs and and maybe a blowjob every now and then." "Well, I don't mind you doing that, I just hopes he changes his mind about leaving the company until the busy season is over." The next day when Ryan came to work to take over he told me that he changed his mind and he wanted to stay for the rest of the harvesting season. My mind was swimming in thoughts of what Jeanine had done to this 22yr old this morning. I couldn't wait to get home to talk to Jeanine and to jack off and relieve my aching cock. I told Ryan I was thrilled that he changed his mind, but in the pit of my stomach I was jealous and completely preoccupied with thoughts of him and my wife, nearly naked together, her stroking his monster cock, or worse. "I'm home!" I said. She came out of the bedroom wrapped in a bathrobe with a sly look on her face. "Watcha doin" big man?" she said. We immediately went to the bedroom and made love for over an hour which is a big deal for us. I've never experienced her so wet. I made her cum at least 3 times, it was awesome sex. "Well, what happened today?" I asked in our afterglow. "You really want to know?" "Yes!" I said. "Well...I kinda gave Ryan a blow job, and when I say kinda, I mean I could only get about a third of his dick in my mouth. Apparently he has never had a blowjob and he came in about 30 seconds" "Did you swallow it all?" I asked as my mind went to a dark place.. "Most of it, I tried to keep up, he spurted like 8 or 9 times and some got on my shirt. I think he likes to get it on my shirt because he knows I'll take it off. His cum tastes different from yours." "Maybe because cum his still has sperm in it" I remarked. "That might be it, had a little different texture, a little thicker and tons of it!" she added. "Is that all that happened?" I asked. "Well, no, not exactly. We started a little earlier than the previous days so we just sat around afterwords and chit chatted and watched t.v. He never put his boxers on and I never got another shirt. He got really hard again so I reached down and stroked him some more. He stood up in front of me as I sat on the couch and he kept looking at my tits while I pulled on his dick and licked all his pre-cum off the head. I have to be honest with you, I was so turned on I had to touch myself a little. In just a few minutes he came all over my tits. I think he enjoyed the show. He was hard again in no time. His aim is pretty good though and I was able to get everything cleaned off my boobs in just a few swabs of the t-shirt." "Well, did you have fun?" I asked "Yes, it was a lot of fun, I just love his big dick. I just lied on the couch and played with it for the rest of the time he was here, We talked a lot and I really enjoying getting to know him. Like I said before, he's a really nice guy. He thinks I'm keeping this a secret between he and myself. He has no idea that you know." "That's cool", I said. "You know if you keep fooling around with him he's probably going to expect you to have sex with him." "Naaaaah, I don't think it will get that far." She went to the kitchen and started on some supper. After a nice spaghetti supper while we were cleaning up she asked "Do you think he's really going to expect sex?" "Well a gorgeous older woman is exploring his pants and giving him head. He'll probably try to have sex with you." "But he's so shy, I just can't imagine him trying anything" she said. "You would be surprised what goes on in the minds of men, if women could read our thoughts they would slap us all day long." She laughed at that and suddenly got serious. "Should I stop? If I keep going should I have some condoms ready in case he gets any ideas??" My wife of 20yrs was actually talking about the possibility of having sex with another man. "I think he's pretty clean." I sputtered "No." she said, I'm mean pregnancy. I can still get pregnant you dummy! I'm sure he's firing live ammunition!" I had had a vasectomy 20 years ago after our only child turned 2. "Well I guess that would be a wise idea" I said trying to seem at ease with the situation. In my mind I wanted more than anything for her to get royally screwed by this well hung stud. I wasn't about to put any kinks in the situation to keep them from continuing their little adventures. Lonesome Harvest Ch. 04 "Should I get the regular ones or should I get those 'Magnum' sized ones?" she giggled while holding her hands about a foot apart. "I'll just get one of each in case" The conversation seemed to indicate that having sex with Ryan was an easy possibility and she didn't have any serious objections, she still insisted that it "probably" wouldn't ever happen, that he would be content with the oral sex. About a month went by with similar stories of Jeanine giving Ryan blow jobs. She seemed to be having fun and I got rewarded with enthusiastic sex and erotic stories of Ryan and his awesome cock. Suddenly things changed. "Honey, Ryan is getting a little more comfortable with me. He felt me up today. He fingered me. He fingered me and I came on his hand. I'm sorry, I told you that I would tell you everything" "Jeanine, I think that's fine, I mean you've had his cock in your mouth!" "I know Steven, I just felt a little guilty, I mean I liked it. I get really wet when I give him blow jobs...and another thing." My heart skipped a beat. "What?" I stuttered. "He kissed me, hard on the mouth while he was doing it. Are you comfortable with that? I mean isn't kissing a little different?" "Well, I don't know, I mean it's a natural thing for a guy to want to kiss you while he's doing those kinds of things to you" "Ok, I'm just checking. I don't want to get too carried away, I really enjoy waking up and going to his bed and fooling around a little. It's been a lot of fun in the mornings." "Just don't make any babies, that's all I ask." I said "Oh, I promise I'll be careful, I wouldn't be surprised if things get a little heavier though, He keeps reaching into my panties, his big hands feel good on me." I was starting to wonder if I could stop this if I wanted, I was getting some of the greatest sex in my life, I was drunk with lust and some freaky desire for her to bed Ryan. I came home from work about a week later and Jeanine was gone. I decided to go into Ryan's room to see what there was to see. The bed lay in a disheveled state, there were cum stains on the sheets and I think I saw some on the headboard as well. The bedtable drawer was partially open and I saw a box of xl sized condoms inside. The box was open. I got a head-rush imagining what went on in there today. Was Jeanine keeping things from me? I heard a car in the driveway. Jeanine came in with some groceries and I met her at the door. We exchanged some small talk before I made eye contact with her. She saw the expression on my face like she had been found out. "Did you and Ryan have sex?" She fell silent for a few moments. She took a deep breath. "Would you be mad if we did?" "I, uh, I'm not sure, I don't think so." "Things got pretty heavy this morning when we woke up. I crawled in bed with him after you left for work. I just wore a long t-shirt and but no panties this morning. He was still sleeping. I fell asleep, but woke up with him on top of me, he pulled off my shirt and was licking my nipples, oooh it felt good. He was rubbing his cock against my pussy. He got me so wet I was just gushing. I got that butterfly feeling in my stomach and I didn't feel like I had control of the situation anymore. When he tried to put his cock in my I stopped him. The sight of his dick lined up between my legs, I don't know what came over me honey, I'm sorry please don't divorce me" "Did he have a condom on?" I asked with baited breath. "No, but I came to my senses and I remember how you and I talked about the condoms. I excused myself and went to our bedroom and got the box of condoms I had bought. When I came with the condoms he told me he was clean, but I told him I could get pregnant. He understood so I helped him roll the condom on, oh and he needed the Magnums by the way. He got on top of me again and when he laid his cock on my belly I realized that that thing reached my naval!" By this time I was intoxicated with the mental image I had of his massive cock touching the beautiful fair skin of my wife, her neatly trimmed brunette pussy touching his balls, her glistening pussy lips getting the base of his shaft wet and ready for fucking. "I got scared" stated Jeanine "I really never sized it up next to me, I was worried I couldn't handle it. I let him put the head of his cock in me and then I froze, despite being horny as a jackrabbit, I asked him to wait." "So did you fuck Ryan or not??" I inquired impatiently. "Well, we just kinda froze there for a minute while I looked at that glorious cock invading my pussy, he started to move a little in and out but he wouldn't put the whole thing in me, he was being really nice about it, he wasn't forcing it on me. He finally eased the rest of his shaft into me until he was balls deep. I couldn't believe I could take it all! Honey, I'm sorry, I love you but he felt amazing. He didn't last long, he started cumming just holding it still inside me. I could feel it throbbing, I came all over that thing, I couldn't help it." I sat there for a moment on the couch trying to think of something to say....my dick was hard as a rock, I almost came in my pants right then and there. I had secretly been longing for my wife to screw Ryan, for her to get his huge cock inside her. I just smiled and led her to the bedroom and we had sex like animals for the next two hours. The very next day Jeanine told me that they had done it again, only this time he lasted a lot longer and made her cum twice. They did it missionary style and spooning style which is my favorite. She said she particularly liked the spooning position because he reached around and rubbed her pussy while he pounded her, and she stressed the word "pounded" before he would violently orgasm. A few days later when I got home from work she met me at the door and asked me "honey, do you mind if I go on the pill?" "What!?" I exclaimed "Condoms aren't doing it for you anymore?" "Well, we ran out and we've already been through three boxes. I told him no sex today but he charmed me into it. He promised to pull out, which he did. You know it seems no matter how many times I make that boy cum he still has a huge load. I had to wash the sheets!" So there I was, my wife was on what seemed to be a permanent lease to another man, so much so that she's willing to go on the pill "Well, I asked you not to make any babies" I said "I really love the way he felt without that condom and he likes it too. He has gotten where he can last much longer than he used to. We fucked for almost two hours straight today! I'm pretty sore." I wasn't able to get any action from her today because she was too tired to perform for me. She snuggled in bed with me and reminded me that even though she lusted for Ryan, that he was no substitute for her real love which was me. Jeanine went to the doctor later that week and began her prescription for birth control. She had about three weeks before she could begin letting Ryan ride her bareback. She didn't buy more condoms to get them through until the pills took effect. I guess she was trusting Ryan to pull out whenever he came. She reminded me of this one morning as I was leaving for work, she was worried Ryan would want to fuck her that morning, which was most mornings. I asked her to be careful around that big cock of his. Something dark in the back of my brain was feeding me images of Ryan humping my wife silly and filling her Pussy with his virile semen. Later that evening Jeanine and I were laying in bed reading when she spoke up. "I really hope we didn't make a baby today." she said very casually while reading her article. "What??" I perked up. "Well, Ryan and I had sex this morning, without a condom." "Did he cum in you??" I exclaimed as my head swimmed. "Well sort of..we were fucking, (I rarely heard Jeanine refer to sex as fucking) and I asked him to pull out. We were doing it doggy style and I think he got it out on time, but he came all over my pussy. I suspect he got one shot off inside me, I felt him twitching. He gets in me pretty deep so I might not know if he has or not. When he lets go with his orgasm he's bumping my cervix pretty hard. Ryan can't wait until the pill takes effect so he can cum inside me. I also love to feel him twitching inside my pussy!" Thankfully, Jeanine's next cycle came and went and she was able to have glorious bareback sex with Ryan. She seemed so happy and excited to tell me stories about what they did while I was at work and I would get sloppy seconds most every night. I was somewhat comforted and disappointed at the same time that Ryan only had more months before his job was through. I don't think they are in love with each other but I know Jeanine would miss him. She said she felt young again like a teenager with him. The grain business has done so well this year that I might be able to hire him on full time..I just don't know if I should. more to come....