A New Beginning Pt 02 5

Maggie got up off my lap and looked me up and down, saying, "You, know, I got cheated earlier."

"How so?"

"I told you I wanted to suck that big dick of yours before we got interrupted. I guess I'm a little horny, too, thinking about you fucking your mother and, what was her name? Hanks wife?"

"Callie.

"Right, and her, too. I'll admit I wasn't sure how I felt about it at first, but after thinking about it, I find I kinda like the idea of it."

I chuckled. "Yeah, it seems everybody wants to make a big deal out of a boy fucking his mama. Like it's some big sin for him to have his pecker in her pussy. Way I figure it, if it was such an all fired sin, how does a woman give birth to boys in the first place. Ain't his pecker up inside her for nine months to begin with?"

She laughed hard at that. "I do suppose you have a point at that."

I continued. "Hell, I reckon such things are cooked up by folks who ain't got nothing better to do but nose in on other folk's business. Acting like they so all fired uppity and important, they know better than others what God does, or don't allow. They got that bible book and get all stirred up about what a bunch of folks wrote down a long time ago. Not knowing nothing much at all about them. I figure when I look around the woods, or at the sky on a clear night, I figure whoever it was that put all this together ain't got much interest in what we might be fucking. No more, anyway, than we give thought to how critters is fucking. One thing I learned about life in my 18 years is if you get up and go to work, tend to your business, you ain't got much time to be tending to somebody elses."

"Well, my sweet man, my business is between your legs, so let me at it. Unless you want to deny an old woman the pleasure of draining your balls.

I stood up and took my pants off, letting my pecker free to get hard and sat back down.

"Never let it be said I stood in the way of a woman's desires."

She laughed at that while she took off her dress to give me the pleasure of her naked body, dropped to her knees and slid her mouth over my cock.

She worked it, too. Her tongue swirling around the head, causing the shaft to jerk in her hand as she stroked me. The sight of this mature woman sucking me like her life depended on it had me ready to cum in short order. My whole body started tingling as my cock swole up under the firm pressure of her mouth. I grabbed her head and started thrusting my cock into her mouth, bumping the back of her throat. She started whimpering and gagging as my balls sent the flood of sperm shooting into her mouth. She lashed at it with her tongue, rolling my balls in her soft, warm hand. Her other hand stroking away at my shaft, sucking every last drop of my cum from my body. It filled her mouth to overflowing and it ran from the corners of her mouth.

I let her go and she sucked in air wetly. My cum spilling from her mouth, running down to her tits. She caught her breath and started scooping it up off her mouth and tits with her fingers, sucking it off and swallowing it like it was sweet heavy cream.

She finished, looking up at me, her eyes watering, causing her dark eye makeup to run down her cheeks. She grabbed my cock and licked a stream of cum leaking from it. Then kissed it wetly.

"Thank you, my love."

I smiled at her, "My pleasure, m'am. You can do that just any ol' time you want to."

She stood up, her pendulous tits swaying. Putting her dress back on, she went to the bathroom and cleaned her face and reapplied her makeup and combed her hair.

She came out and sat with me on the porch.

Looking over at me, she asked, "Are you serious about taking me with you when you go?"

"Yep. If you want to go."

"I do."

She sat quiet for a little bit. I stayed quiet to let her think. I was staring off down the road when I seen that young gal coming back this way. Still holding her baby and trailing the two other youngsters.

Maggie spoke up again. "What will we do with this place?"

"What do you want to do with it?"

"Well, I'd like to sell it to somebody who will take care of it. That knows how to handle such a business. But, the bank's not loaning money these days."

"I got an idea."

I waited until the young mother reached the road at the front of the house. I hollered at her and waved for to come up.

She stared at me a bit, then slowly walked up to the gate and came through, then on to stand in front of us. Her children hung onto her legs, peering at us shyly. The young woman just looked at the ground at her feet.

"I reckon y'all are hungry." I said gently. "Might could use a bath too, I reckon."

She glanced up at me and nodded before resuming staring at the ground.

"I have a business proposal for you."

She looked up sharply at that. Her eyes filled with fear.

I calmed her a little. "Not that sort of proposal. Come on up to the house and sit with me a spell. You don't like what I say, I'll feed you, get y'all a bath, and pay you for your time."

She looked again at me, then at Maggie. Seeming to make up her mind, she headed up the steps to the door. After we all relocated inside, I got to work.

"Ok, let's get those baths done first."

We went to the bathroom. Maggie had a big cast iron clawfoot tub. i looked around at her and she started running it full of hot water. She got a big bottle out and poured whatever was in it under the running water. It started bubbling up and smelled like fresh apples. I'd never seen such a thing. She stood there thinking a minute and snapped her fingers.

"I forgot! There was a woman and her children that stayed here a few years back. They took off in the middle of the night and left all their belongings. I put them away thinking she may return for them. I bet they'll be a close fit for all of you."

She took off and returned with a pair of suitcases. She laid them on the bed in the bedroom across the hall from the bathroom. Then went back and returned with a third suitcase. Then came back to the bathroom.

"Ok, you children, into the tub." She turned to the mother. "Go look in the cases and see if the the clothing will fit. Then bath them, and yourself, then come back down."

She turned to a closet and got out washcloths and towels. Laid out a hair brush. Then took me by the arm and we went back downstairs to the kitchen. She got out eggs, bacon, sausage, grits and flour. Lighting the oven, she set about making a bowl of biscuit dough. She greased a heavy cast iron skillet and rung off chunks of dough, laying them in the skillet. Finishing up, she slid it in the oven. She put another skillet on the burner. Then laid in thick strips of smoked bacon. She got out a bowl, broke a dozen eggs into it, poured in some heavy cream, and whisked them up. Took a smaller skillet and browned sausage for the gravy. Finally, she boiled water for grits.

After we had everything on the table, they came back down stairs. Looking like different people. The clothing was a tad big, but not by much. I looked the young mother over some. The flowery dress she had on fit her in a mighty fine shape. Better than the loose flour sack stuff they had on earlier. Their faces was scrubbed clean. Their hair brushed out and slicked back.

I motioned for them to sit. They sat down. She filled the kids plates up with scrambled eggs, biscuits smothered in sausage gravy. Crispy bacon. Grits and butter. She filled her plate and they set into that grub like they ain't eat in a week, and probably haven't. They finished up with buttered biscuits and honey.

We cleared the table. She set into washing dishes. The kids drying and stacking. It was then I remembered the baby.

"Where's your baby?"

"The lady at the church took her in. I couldn't feed her anymore. My milk dried up."

I nodded. Understanding. We were in hard times for a lot of folks these days.The kitchen clean, we sat back down at the table. I saw right off them kids were done for. I looked at Maggie.

"Let's put these children to bed. They're clean with full tummies and can barely keep their eyes open. The little girl had already laid her little head on her arms and fell asleep. The boy was too proud and sat there fighting it.

I got up with the women and picked her up gently. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I carried her up stairs and laid her down easy and walked out, letting the women work on bedding them down.

I went back down and lit a fire in the big fireplace and was watching it catch when the women came back down.

Maggie sat next to me and the young mother sat across from us in a big cushioned chair.

"Ok, this is what I got in mind. First I got the need of some answers. What's your name?"

"Elsie Ferguson."

"I'm Jacob Flannery and this is Margret Florence. Folks call her Maggie."

"How old are you?"

"26."

"You married?"

"Yes. But, he done took off a couple weeks back."

I shook my head in disgust. "Where y'all been bunking down at?"

"There's an old rail car on an old side track I cleaned up. Patched a couple of holes in the roof. I found some old blankets in an empty house. Looks like it was empty for a while. I took them, intending on giving them back. There was some old canned goods on a shelf, too. I found an old heavy sheet metal hunters stove out in the shed and fixed it up so to have heat. We made out until my milk ran dry."

"Well, if Maggie is amenable to the idea, what i got in mind is to see if you'd be willing to take over this outfit. To buy it from her. Run it and put payment money in her account down at the bank. It'll be easy work for a young lady like you."

She looked at me wide eyed a spell.

I turned to Maggie. "If you agree to such?"

She smiled brightly. "Of course, I think it's a splendid idea!"

I got up and stoked the fire. Tossed in a few more heavy logs to bank it for the night. Then sat back down.

She looked at us both carefully. "You'd trust me to do this?"

Maggie said, "Is there any reason I shouldn't be able to trust you?"

"Oh, no m'am! I'd take good care of the place."

Maggie smiled again. "Might be that I could put word out that you'd be available not just for boarders but to take in children to sit during the day. I know some women that have children they're having trouble finding sitters for."

"Oh m'am, I'll be eternally grateful! I'll take good care of the place, you just watch."

I looked around a bit. Satisfied.

"Well, time to hit the hay, I reckon." I stood up, stretching.

Elsie came up to me, looking up into my eyes. She looked past me at Maggie. I heard Maggie tell her, "Go ahead, honey, I don't have a claim on him. Well, I mean, you can't keep him away from me." She kinda giggle laughed a little bit.

Elsie put her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her lips and kissed me awfully fine. Her tongue working, her lips soft against mine. I'll tell you something right here and now, I just wasn't sleepy no more.

I leaned down into her. Kissing her back. Her breath hot in my mouth. The firelight dancing around the room. The heat of her body against mine. I felt myself rising hard. Longing to be inside her. I felt the tide of despair and betrayal ebb from her body, being replaced by something more final. She grasped at my hair and crushed her lips to mine with a hunger that could make a man think of what The Creator was thinking when He created a woman's passion. She broke loose from me suddenly. Her bright green eyes searching mine, filled with a light that came from somewhere deep out in the midnight sky, filled with all the suns of the Universe.

She took me by the arm and took off down the hallway to the first bedroom she could find. Stepping inside, she turned me loose and began to unbutton her dress. Her hands shaking, her breath coming in rapid gasps you could just hear the passion in.

I took my clothes off. My hardness straining at my loins at the anticipation of sharing this moment with her.

Her dark red hair flowing around her face. Her breast heaving on her chest. Her small rounded belly quivering as the emotions coursed through her small body.

She took me by the hands and stepped back to the bed and sat down, then laid back, pulling me onto her.

I slid easily between her legs, my hardness pressing against her pubic mound. She spread her legs and pulled them back. I felt the heat and softness of her passion inflamed labia as it parted to welcome me in. Her soft breasts and hard nipples teasing the muscular expanse of my work hardened chest.

She reached between us and grasped my hard cock in her shaking hand and guided it to the entrance of her life giving body. I pushed forward into her. Slowly. Savoring the feel of her hot wetness enveloping my jerking length.

I put my lips instinctively against hers as I sank into her fully. My belly, tense with hard muscle, pressing against the softness of hers. Like we were made to fit together. I pulled out of her, slowly, then moving back into her love starved depths.

I began to gently push into her. My ass flexing as I ground my loins against hers. A whimper escaping her soft lips flowing into my mouth as her heated womb massaged my swollen manhood. Her hips softly swivelling upward, milking my blood engorged length.

I felt her body tense up hard. Her legs wrapped around my hips, locking her body onto mine. Her fingernails digging into the flesh of my strong muscled back. Her breath frantic, coursing around her tongue as she thrust it deeply into my mouth. Our bodies fused together now as one.

My sperm began flowing into her heated depths as we came together. Bathing her insides and coursing into her body.

We collapsed as our combined orgasm sent sensations of pulsing energy through our bodies. It was as if my body was receiving her pleasure through my penetration of her body. My face was nestled in the crook of her neck and shoulder. Her fingers absently stroking my hair as her hot breath coursed over my back.

I'm not sure what I expected from this encounter, but it sure wasn't the feeling creeping it's way into my body. I rose up and rolled off the bed. She lay there looking up at me with a look in her eyes I couldn't read. The intensity of that gaze kinda unsettled me a bit. I looked closer at her. I'm not sure why I never noticed it before. Mayhap it was the collected dirt and ragged, thread bare clothing she had been wearing.

But, she was exquisitely beautiful. Not in just the classical sense, either. But, in a way that went clean to her bones. I felt strange looking down at her. It was kinda like all the good feelings I ever knew all rolled up into one.

You know what I mean. Like those feelings your soul gets when you look out into the night sky and the stars are so bright and twinkling. Looking like you could just reach out and scoop them up by the handfull. Like those mornings when the fog is lifting off the still waters of the river. A doe and her fawns dipping their muzzles in the water. Perhaps the way the sky looks with the setting sun filling the high clouds with rich, deep colors of a sort I couldn't even find words to name. That magic time between day and night when life seems to pause in its tracks. Holding its breath to just feel that moment.

I shook my head and turned to get dressed. Feeling all discombobulated. Finishing, I went back to the fireplace and sat back down. Staring at the dancing flames as if to seek the answers I sought in their ritualistic dance.

Maggie put her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her and she smiled knowingly. That left me even more confused than ever.

"You have feelings for her." She said.

" I just met her."

"Well, sometimes a body just knows."

"Ok, what if it works out I do?"

"Well then, we'll just have to find another buyer for this place."

I looked over at her. "Why's that?"

"Because, you silly boy, she'll be going with us back to your home. I told you I wouldn't try to stand in your way if you met a little gal you wanted. I meant that. I still want to go down there with you. What we have is special to me. You make me feel young again. But, I'm not young. Hell, I'm l"m old enough to be your grandmother. You give her a chance. Don't waste the opportunity at happiness with a good woman. Then there's the children. They're not yours. But, does that mean they don't deserve a chance at life, too? You and her can have your baby if it's meant to be. You're a good man, Jacob. You have intelligence. I'll stand by you. We make a good team. I'll go into business with you. I do have some experience in dealing with those shysters, afterall. I have some money saved. So, let's go in the oil business together."

"Maggie, you got a deal."

Elsie came out, freshened up. She looked so beautiful in the firelight, it kinda made my heart forget what it was supposed to be doing.

Maggie got up. "Well, I'm off to bed. I'll leave you two to sort it out."

Elsie came and sat by me. Snuggling in. I looked down at her. Her red hair shimmering like those places I've seen out in the bottoms sometimes. I never knew what they were. They just seemed to appear out of nowhere. A couple of times I could swear I'd seen some type of folks in there, maybe some kind of buildings or other. I chocked it up to... hell, I don't know what. I just knew they was there one minute, then the next they just went away.

Elsie shifted around and looked up at me. "Thank you for everything, but what are we doing here? We don't know each other. Yet, you go out of your way to help me. Why?"

"Why not? Don't folks deserve a hand up when they're down and trying to make it?

"I don't know if they deserve it. If any of us deserve anything. It's nice when folks care about one another, but in the end, I reckon everybody's just out for themselves. I still haven't figured out what you want from me. If I hadn't of started it, I don't think we would have had sex."

I considered that. "Why do I have to want anything? Can't it be just what it amounts to? I didn't think about the sex part because I reckoned you were busy with other things in your head. I know when I'm trying to work through something, I don't want folks messing with me. As for what we're doing? I can't rightly say. I've never been in a situation like this before."

"What do you mean by that? In a situation like this before."

"With whatever's happening here between us. I don't know what to do next. I mean, you can put an axe and a saw in my hands. I can look a tree over and drop it right where I want it. Put me behind a team of good mules hitched to a plow. I can cut in rows to allow for the best water flow, to get the most grain or hay out of the field. Put a rifle in my hand and I can go out and bring home a mess of meat, because I understand the way it all works. But this? You're something I've never dealt with before, so how do I make heads or tails out of what's best to do?"

"Ok, I understand. You're not sure what you want."

"I never said that. I know what I want. I just don't know how to go about getting it, is all."

"What about Maggie? Where does she fit into your life?"

"Well, I reckon she and I have an understanding of sorts. She wants a change in her life. Why? I don't know. I never asked her. We share some time together. Not really asking much from one or the other. Just kinda letting things happen, as it were. There's no expectations there. We talked about going into business together. I like that idea. So, when I go back home, she'll set up down there and live life her own way, like she does here. We'll conduct business as a team. If it comes to sharing a roll in the hay now and again, I don't see what it'll hurt. We just understand each other like that it seems."

"I see. So, that's all there is between you and her?"

"I reckon. What else could there be? I'm 18. She's 60. What? We supposed to hitch up and marry? What then? She's lived a lot where I'm only just starting out."