1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    hope so.” I replied, and left him there with his calendar. I trekked into the kitchen to sneak some milk out and found it lacking. I settled for orange juice instead. Closing the fridge and turning around, I was surprised to see Mom wiping off the counter. “Hey,” I called, “I think we’re out of milk.” and took a sip of my drink. “You think?” she huffed, “I bought two gallons just the other day. After Julie made breakfast for the guests and you, somehow, it disappeared.” “I hear you, but I had help.” I defended. “You can help yourself down to Jenkins’s before they close and pick up some.” she figured out loud. I could do that but I had to ask, “What was up with Candice?” I asked, “She was thinking that she would be in my way or something.” I mentioned, studying her closely. She stopped her task for a second, but then continued on while saying, “I don’t know, is she?” “No.” I said bluntly. “She is on my way.” and took a seat. “Look, I really like her and whatever happens, I still want to be in her life.” She seemed to accept it and said, “Well then, what makes you so sure she wants you in her life?” I smiled and said, “She told me so.” “Ah, so a cute little country girl has latched onto a nice boy that could take her out of the country and give her a fairytale life.” she hinted. I furrowed my brow at that comment. “I don’t know how much of a fairytale it will be; with me going after a business major and her going after her veterinarian license.” She stopped again to look at ...
    me. “Did she really tell you that?” “Yep, she wants to be a vet and I want to get a business degree.” I admitted, “So if she opens a clinic, I’ll know how to run it or we could both work in the city for somebody else.” She pondered that thought and asked, “So she doesn’t think she’s in the way of your education?” “No, she doesn’t; not anymore.” I replied, “I think we worked it out.” “I guess that makes you happy.” she huffed, cleaning an already clean table. Just then, my phone rang, stopping me from raising my voice. Candy was calling and I smiled. “Hey.” and looked at Mom. Candy had good news, “Yeah, lunch?” and paused to address my mom, “Candice says her parents have invited us over for lunch tomorrow.” She looked puzzled and asked, “Us?” “Uh yeah,” I replied, “everyone.” “I don’t think we can all go.” she deferred, “Your dad might have guests coming.” “Nope, I saw the calendar on my way in.” I explained, “Dad doesn’t have anyone coming or going until Monday.” “Really!” she exclaimed, and came up with, “I really don’t want to impose on them.” “Yeah Candice, just like you said.” I conveyed over the phone, “She says to stop making excuses and just come over.” “I just wouldn’t know what to wear is all.” she continued. I acted like I was listening to Candice with an “Uh huh.” and said, “You’re going to a farm.” and grinned, “A tee shirt and jeans will do.” which caused Candice to snicker. Reluctantly, she caved in. “I suppose, if they insist.” she huffed. “I just don’t know what ...