Chapter 7
On the Thompson plantation.
Samantha was buttoning her dress, looking at herself in the mirror.
She smiled to herself as she left a few buttons undone, showing off a bit of cleavage.
The last few days she hadn't been able to stop thinking about Meriday, and at what had happened at the massage parlor.
She could see his strong physique in front of her, his muscles, his strong hands on her body when he massaged her.
Samantha then closed her eyes and remembered the feeling when he pushed his thick black cock into her pussy.
Oh god... so good...
She felt herself getting aroused again just thinking of that moment.
Though her thoughts did make her feel rather guilty as she loved her husband Jonathan.
"Mom." Samantha then snapped out of her daydream when she heard her daughter's voice.
"Oh hey honey..." She looked over and saw her daughter Allison standing there.
Allison wore the summer dress she had gotten from Emma Thompson.
Though the past few days she had started wearing it completely unbuttoned in the front, like the rest of the women on the plantation. Something Samantha had noticed.
Samantha had seen how the black men on the plantation gawked at her daughter's naked and perky C-cups when she leaned over. Samantha had thought that she would have had a bigger issue with her daughter showing off herself like that. Instead she found herself a bit envious of her daughter, wishing that she had the nerve to have her dress open like that, especially in front of Meriday.
"I'm going to go with Mary Sue and help out in the stables." Allison told her mother.
"Oh that sound nice honey, I'm glad you and Mary Sue are becoming friends." Samantha smiled happily at her daughter.
"Yeah, she's been teaching me a few things on the plantation." Allison smiled to herself, thinking of yesterday when she and Mary Sue had sucked off two big negroes.
"That's nice of her." Samantha was glad that her daughter was adjusting rather well to their new situation.
As her daughter then left, Samantha walked downstairs and saw her husband talking to Edward Thompson.
"Let me just go and tell my wife and we can head out." Jonathan told Edward.
"Tell me what?" Samantha came up behind him.
"Oh hey." Jonathan leaned in and gave his wife a small kiss on the cheek.
"Edward and I are going to ride down to this place called Salman Lake. It's where Edward's son Richard is building his house." Jonathan looked rather excited.
"And your husband has offered to look over the building plans." Edward told Samantha.
"Oh that's great Jonathan." Samantha knew that architecture was not only her husband's job, but also his passion.
"Yeah, but it's a bit of a ride, so we might not be back until tomorrow." Jonathan told Samantha, who immediately thought of Meriday when her husband mentioned that he was going to be gone for a day. Which made Samantha feel guilty that she so quickly thought of Meriday.
"Oh. I'm going to miss you then." Samantha said giving her husband a small kiss.
"And promise to be careful, you know you're not that good on horseback." Samantha then said.
"Oh don't worry Mrs. Peterson, we're taking the wagon, so we won't be riding that much." Edward told Samantha as Emma came into the room.
"Bessie has just packed some food for the two of you. It's out on the wago."
"Thanks dear." Edward leaned over and gave his wife a small kiss on the cheek.
"Well we should get going so we get there before sundown." Edward then told Jonathan.
Samantha gave her husband another kiss before he walked out to the wagon.
Edward gave his wife Emma a hug goodbye, as he leaned in and whispered.
"I hope you won't get too lonely in our bed chambers."
"You know I won't." Emma whispered to her husband softly as Edward smiled to himself.
The two women then waved as their husbands rode off in the horse pulled wagon.
Standing there on the porch, Samantha looked over at Emma Thompson.
"Emma, do you know where I can find Meriday? I've been wanting to apologize to him for the way I rushed out that day in the massage parlor.
Though Samantha was completely honest with Emma about wanting to apologize to Meriday, deep down she knew that it was just an excuse to see him.
"Oh." Emma looked pleasantly surprised.
"I think he's cutting down some trees on the other side of those barns over there." Emma pointed over at the two barns in the distance.
"Okay, thank you." Samantha said as she looked over at the road leading to the barns.
"Do you want me to go with you?" Emma asked.
"Oh... ehm no, that's okay. I'll be fine." Samantha looked a bit flushed, wondering if Emma could tell that she wanted to see Meriday.
"Okay." Emma gave her a smile as Samantha then walked off down the road.
Having walked for a bit, Samantha came up to the barns and looked around for a bit.
"Excuse me, do you know where I can find Meriday?" She asked a black man walking over towards the barn with a hay bail on his back.
"Oh yes miss... he's just across the field over there, by those trees." The black man in his forties wiped some sweat from his forehead and told her politely.
Samantha looked over and tried to make out the trees that he was referring to.
"I can walk yah there if yah like miss."
"Oh thank you, that would be so kind of you." Samantha told him as he put down the hay bail and walked up in front of her.
"I'm Samantha by the way, what's your name?" She asked him as they walked alongside a field and a wooden fence.
"Bernard, miss." The black man politely nodded back at Samantha.
"Well thank you again for showing me Bernard."
"It's no problem miss Samantha." Bernard held a few bushes apart so Samantha could go through.
Stepping through the bushes they walked up onto a small dirt path.
"He's just up there miss Samantha." Bernard pointed up at the large black man chopping down a tree with a wooden axe.
"Thank you Bernard." Samantha smiled over at Bernard, as she noticed him glancing down her cleavage. Catching him looking at her chest actually made Samantha feel a bit flattered, and surprisingly aroused. Wanting to give Bernard a better look, Samantha leaned forward a bit pretending to be looking at something down the dirt path.
"No problem miss Samantha." Bernard gulped as he looked down Samantha's dress and saw her large and luscious breasts.
Samantha then smiled up at Bernad as she looked up at Meriday.
Sure wish I was that negro...
