"Rita, I've got to go check the cows and get them out to the pasture. I can't milk them all day. Why don't you lay down and rest for a minute, and then we'll get cleaned up."
Rita laid down on the hale bales and Hiram threw a blanket over her and left the stall to tend to the herd. He could hear them still mooing loudly and hoped that he hadn't let them go too long attached to the milking machines. He didn't bother to waste time putting his clothes back on and got to work stark naked, running from stall to stall uncoupling each cow and guiding them towards the large sliding door at the back of the barn leading out to the pasture. As he passed the large holding tank at the end of the stalls where the herd's milk was kept he stopped dead in his tracks and did a double take. It was at least three times as full as it should have been, maybe even four times as much! What the hell was going on?
He unlocked and slid back the door letting the herd out into the early morning sun. Hiram herded them along, slapping and pushing the sides of those cows that were reluctant to exit the barn. He walked outside, grabbed a hose by the back door, and started to fill the water trough sitting nearby. He stood with his back to the barn, the sun warming his naked skin and thought about what he had witnessed.
He had milked and fucked Rita and gotten a copious amount of breast milk. During the milking the herd had somehow sensed her pleasure, heard her screams, and been driven into a frenzy by her pheromones and tripled their own output in response? It was crazy, but seeing was believing when it came to the white liquid gold sitting in the tanks!
He smiled as he watched the herd lazily grazing in the meadow. His brain was totaling up the extra money he would be reaping each day if this kept up, and the price of breast milk? He figured it was worth four times as much as cow's milk! Per gallon? He was married to a gold mine!
Ten minutes later the water trough was half filled when he felt a warm body press itself against his back, a hand snake around his waist, grip his cock, and slowly but firmly start to jack him off.
"What's taking you so long Farmer Hiram?" Rita cooed as her other hand came around to cup and caress his balls. "I was getting tired of waiting for you to come back and clean me up. Are you drawing me a bath outside?" Hiram groaned as his dick sprang to its full seven inches and Rita kept right on stroking him and rolling his sack in the palm of her hand.
"Hmmmmm. Hiram I do think we're turning into a couple of horny nudists, don't you? If you're not careful you might never see me in clothes again! Ha! What am I talking about? If you're not careful I might not let YOU wear clothes ever again, either! I just can't seem to keep my hands off this big bull cock of yours!", and she walked around and squatted in front of him, lewdly spreading her legs so Hiram could see her puffy pussy lips wet and dripping with fresh arousal and surrounded by a matted bush of pubic hair. Her udders, although freshly milked and drained still looked full and firm as they jiggled and swung like twin beach balls against her chest. Her shapely thighs flexed with every movement of her legs and her shapely rump looked thicker, but firm. It was like she was growing younger by the hour, and he couldn't stop himself from responding to her newfound desire to please him. However, they couldn't spend every waking moment fucking each other, no matter how wonderful that sounded! Kirk had mentioned something about this but at the moment he hadn't understood what he meant by, "too much of a good thing", but he thought he understood it now!
Hiram stood with a running hose in one hand and 'Randy Rita" the wonder heifer at his feet. He wanted to fuck her right then and there, but he wasn't sure he could cum again even if he wanted to. He decided that even though he loved her he had to take control of the situation and assert a bit of dominance over her. Turning the hose abruptly on his wife he sprayed her down with a blast of water, soaking her quickly from head to toe.
"What the hell Hiram?!" she spluttered as she fell on her back and flailed against the stream of cool water spraying across her naked body. "That's COLD! That's not fair! I'll get you for this!" and she scrambled to her feet and tried to make a run for it, back to the barn.
Hiram reached out and grabbed Rita around the waist with his free hand and drug her over to the trough and dropped her over the side into the water. There was a colossal splash as she fell in ass first, soaking a good portion of Hiram in the process. She came to the surface screaming and huffing water from her mouth.
"SHIT! This is freezing Hiram! What are you trying to do to me, DROWN ME?! Help me out of here! Wait a minute... What are you doing Hiram? What are you going to do with that?"
He had walked quickly to a wooden chest he kept by the side of the barn and came back with a rope in his hands attached to a calf halter. He threw the halter over her head and grabbed Rita by the wrists. Before she could fight back he quickly spun her around, pulled them behind her back and knotted the rope tightly, securing them together. Hiram stepped back to examine his work. The halter was meant for a calf so it didn't completely fit Rita's head, but he had tied the rope to her wrists shorter than it needed to be, so it pulled her head back a bit and left her slightly bent at the waist. He didn't want her to be in too much discomfort, but definitely immobilized and understanding who was in charge.
"RITA! Stop struggling!" He gripped the rope and turned her to face him. "Who's my cow?"
Rita's eyes flashed with anger, but she quickly lost the fire in them when she looked into Hiram's face. There was no anger there at all, just calm determination. She got her breathing under control and finally grunted, "Me."
"And do I take care of the herd? Do I wash them, keep their stalls clean? Do I make sure they're happy and healthy?"
"Yes. Of course, you do."
"Have you ever seen me beat or abuse them in any way?"
"No. Of course, you haven't."
"Exactly, and I'm not going to start now that I've added my most prized heifer to the herd. However, I do think you look mighty sexy trussed up like that and I think for what I have in mind I'll leave you in that position for a little while longer."
