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Mrs. Maggot loved her husband and immediately knew the dangers he faced when he agreed to help the hobbits. Even though she remembered the day when her husband ran young Frodo Baggins from their farm for stealing mushrooms, she welcomed Frodo when he appeared at her door on September 25th, 3018. She even cooked him a fine dish of mushrooms and bacon before leaving him and her husband to plan their trip to Bucklebury Ferry.
While Frodo and Farmer Maggot talked of their journey she worked in the kitchen so when Frodo was joined with his other hobbit friends he had a basket of fine mushrooms to take on his journey. She then pulled her husband aside and said, "Ye, be right careful on your journey. Ye know the dangers ahead, but keep you safe and when you return I've have a fine treat." She then gave him a long kiss, her tongue toying with his as her hand strayed up his thigh just to remind him of where her thoughts were.
Farmer Maggot had to quickly adjust himself before leaving with the hobbits. Mrs. Maggot smiled as she watched her man's thick set body open the gate and then turn to wave goodbye. His big round face showed her a hearty smile and she knew he wouldn't dally.
Quickly calculating the trip to Bucklebury Ferry she walked next door and made arrangements to drop her children off for a morning visit on the 28th and then returned to her home. She had a few days still but couldn't help but think of what she'd surprise her husband with. By the time she had her children in bed she had herself so worked up that she immediately retired to the bedroom.
After undressing herself and quickly bathing, she climbed into her bed, completely naked. While planning her surprise she slowly ran her palms in circles over her nipples, feeling them harden with the stimulation. She continued pinching and toying with them, trying to keep from reaching down and touching her pussy for as long as possible. She wanted to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible but after only a minute or two of toying with the breasts and nipples she plunged her hands between her legs.
Slipping her fingers into her slit she felt the wetness cover them. While she worked several fingers in and out of her pussy, imagining her husband's cock sliding in and out of her, she moved one hand upward until the fingers found her clit. Yes, she finalized her plans for her husband's return right between her two orgasms that night. She then drifted to sleep, wondering if he was thinking of her.
Mrs. Maggot kept herself busy cleaning the house and cooking up some special treats over the next couple of days. Whenever the time seemed to drag, she simply got busy. It didn't seem too long before she was bustling her children over to her neighbors and she returned to her home to prepare for Farmer Maggot.
