It was another day of work on the farm, but thankfully not with hay. Instead, a lot of chores and repair work that kept us busy and moving around for the day. Jacob was away on a job site so it was just me and the women and that suited me fine. Everyone was always so tense when Jacob was around but with him gone the work was almost enjoyable.
Mary and I were in the loft throwing down hay for the animals. I watched how her farm toned muscles bunched and flowed under the tanned skin of her arms and legs as she threw the hay bales into the feeder. She had just thrown down the last bale and stood to wipe her brow when I said "Gangster Rap". Her head dropped right on cue and she stood there, awaiting my next words.
"Mary, are you a virgin?" It was something I had wanted to know since I first arrived in the Mitchell household.
Her face screwed up and she quietly answered "No" in a shame-filled voice.
"When did it happen?" I continued.
"After my high school prom. He was so insistent, he said that since he had paid for the ticket and the meal, I owed it to him." She said, tears starting to well up in her eyes.
"Mary, did he rape you?" I asked and she shook her head.
"No, no he didn't. I just wanted to save myself for marriage, that's all." She replied "He was a good person and if I had insisted I am sure he would have stopped."
I moved over to her, pulling her into a gentle hug. She leaned her head against my chest and sobbed.
"I am ruined now. I was so weak and now I have sinned against my family and God." She blubbered as I held her.
"Mary, have you had sex since that time?" I asked, and she shook her head no against my chest.
"Don't worry, God knows what is in your heart and that you are a good person. Besides, Jesus said 'There will always be temptations to sin, but what sorrow awaits the person who does the tempting! It would be better to be thrown into the sea with a millstone hung around your neck than to cause one of these little ones to fall into sin.' It is him, not you who should be afraid." I told her as I brushed her hair.
I didn't really care about whether she was a virgin or not, but I wanted to make sure that the tempting I was going to do wouldn't be enough to break her post-hypnotic suggestions. She nodded against my chest and I felt her nails dig into my shoulders as she took a deep breath. I let her go and stepped back, she hugged herself and sniffed as she recovered.
"Mary, for the rest of the day you will think about what happened that night. You will realize that you did not enjoy yourself and will wonder what sex is supposed to feel like. You will remember how good you feel every time you see me, and how much fun you had last time we were out in the barn. Do you understand?" She nodded in response.
"Good, after supper I am going to come back out here to finish up some chores. You will find a way to sneak out and meet me here, then you will act on the feelings that you have had all day. Do you understand?" She hesitated, then nodded again. I had been careful not to tell her that she would have sex, which may have been a bridge too far. However, the day I can't seduce someone who has been thinking lewd thoughts about me all day is the day I sign up for the clergy myself.
"Death Metal" I said and quickly turned to walk to the ladder. I heard her moving behind me and turned back to face her. Her eyes came up to meet mine and she gave a small gasp and her hands clenched at her side. She held my gaze for a few moments and a blush started to creep up her face. She turned away quickly, shuffling to get past me and to the ladder before I noticed. I spent the rest of the day engineering these little encounters and by the time supper came around her nipples were pushing hard against her shirt with arousal.
Dinner was just the four of us, Jacob staying late at the site. The conversation was subdued and awkward with Mary almost afraid to look at me. Susan was also unusually reserved, I would follow up on that later. Rebecca sat beside me and seemed to enjoy being able to lead the conversation for once, as limited as it was.
I pushed back from the table and gathered my plate to take it to the sink. "That was great, thank you for dinner Susan." I said and she started, as if interrupted in thought.
"Oh, you are welcome Chad. Thank you for your hard work today." She replied in her usual cheerful voice, but it seemed slightly forced this time.
"Afraid I'm not done. I need to finish fixing those boards on the loft railing before we end up becoming cow food by accident." I said as I glanced at Mary. She took a quick breath and quickly gathered her own plate and cup.
"I'll get those for you Chad." She said, reaching for the dishes in my hand and I gave them to her thankfully. I slipped on my work boots and headed out the back door to the barn. About thirty minutes later I was working in the loft when I heard someone climbing the ladder. I turned to see Mary pull herself up into the loft and stand there nervously.
She had brushed out her hair and it hung like waves of golden straw around her shoulders, some of it pulled back in a braid to keep it out of her face. She had put on makeup, which is something I hardly ever saw on her, and her eyes, cheeks and lips were accented with subdued but attractive colours. She wore one of her plaid work shirts, tied up under her ample tits that showed off the sensual hourglass of her figure. Her long legs flowed out of the bottoms of her daisy duke cut off jean shorts and some pretty sandals were on her feet.
I put down the hammer and turned to face her and she shuffled nervously under my appreciative gaze biting her lip and glancing around.
"Hey Mary, what brings you up here?" I asked as I moved over to a pile of hay bales in the corner.
She paused, uncertain of what to say. "Um, I just wanted to see if you needed any help up here."
