1. BLITHE


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

    sighed. “He tries way too hard. Like, there are other people to do the work but he likes to do it himself, you know?” “Yeah.” I supposed, “What they call micro managing.” A few seconds passed by and she asked, “What school do you go to?” “Oh, I went to Kennedy, but I’ll be going to the county high school this year.” I replied. “That’s good.” she said, “Same school as me.” “Oh, I don’t think we will see each other though.” I said, sounding disappointed. “We should; why wouldn’t we?” she asked. “I’d have to fight through a crowd of guys around you.” I replied, a grin crossing my face. “Trust me” she assured me, “There’s no line. They know my daddy would string them up and gut them for supper.” and explained, “Most of them work our farm during the summer.” It hadn’t occurred to me where Henry would get his workforce but it made good sense. I mean, if you wanted to make some money, a farm was about the only place around to make it. “Yeah, he was pretty protective over you. He didn’t even want me to tell you my name.” I admitted. “He just kills me the way he butts in.” she seethed, “I can’t live under his thumb all of my life.” she huffed. “Well, you’re precious to him and he knows the way guys are.” I explained. “They can’t be all that bad!” she argued, “He has me penned up like a convict.” “Boys are beasts, my mom always says.” I conveyed, “I try real hard to prove her wrong though.” and sided with her, “He does seem to have a tight grip on you though.” “I wish I could make him ...
    understand.” she sighed, “I get cabin fever after a while. It’s just so frustrating.” “Well, if he ever lets you have a boyfriend; remember to add me to the list.” I said, tossing an invisible hat into an invisible ring. “Oh, yeah right, like a puppy.” she giggled. “Or a horse or a pool…” I added. “Oh shut up! He should spoil me since I can’t go anywhere without him or mom playing body guard.” she defended. “Well it can’t be too bad. I live in the slave quarters here.” I pointed out. “You do not!” she disputed. “Do too.” I said, explaining my living situation. “But still, you don’t have mommy and daddy following you around.” she argued. After trying to outdo each other on our lives, we talked about our family members and interests. She had an older brother that worked the farm and set to take over the place. She was into swimming and horseback riding. I was interested in swimming too, explaining that I was on a swim team once. Of course she out did me on riding horses. I had never been on one. “So where do you swim now?” she asked. Wow, that was an awkward question. “Um, I’ve only gone once since I moved here. But it wasn’t a swimming pool.” I confessed. “Oh, I couldn’t find any place around here. Where was it?” she prodded. “Uh, it was on private property. Someone dug a big hole near the river and lined it with flat rocks. They dug a canal from the river to it to keep it filled up.” I explained. “That sounds like fun.” she admitted, “Better than my boring pool.” “No, yours ...