    Title: Kentucky Girl
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: A man helps a teen girl that was in over her head, and she decided to repay
    him by moving in with him. He wants to stay a bachelor, but his will for freedom is
    eventually broken.
    Keywords: MF, Rom, Humor

I saw her big brown eyes first, as they were bulging out in fright. Then I noticed her arms flailing under water, trying to reach the surface, but to no avail. It seemed liked an eternity, but looking back, I'm sure it was barely a few seconds, as my mind registered that she was very much in trouble. I don't recall any other sound, as I reached my left arm down under the waters surface, and hooked it around her waist and on behind her back, easily scooping her up and bringing her to the surface.

Her lungs tried to swallow air, but her gag reflex kicked in, as she coughed up a substantial amount of pool water, right onto my shoulder. I think I yelled, trying to make myself heard above the din of the wave making machine, as well as the hundreds of other swimmers, asking her "Are you alright?"

She didn't answer, as she coughed in fits, her legs now wrapping around my waist, as I felt her crotch pressing into my left hip. Her arms wrapped about me, and I walked slowly toward the shallows as the waves broke against my back. Once I was in waist deep, I could now feel how heavy she actually was, probably in the one-forty range, as she clung onto me tightly. Her coughing had subsided, and I thought I heard some sobs, as her whole body was trembling. The air temperature was in the upper nineties, so I suspected the shakes were from being terrified. At ankle deep water, I lowered myself and her to a sitting position, she now in my lap.

This was now the first chance I had to look her over. She was wearing a bikini with a bright tropical floral pattern. And the top was doing a marvelous job holding her well endowed young breasts up and out. Her long, black hair was stringy from being wet, as water was still dripping off her eyelashes, nose and chin. I made light of the situation, saying "Miss, you almost made the news out there." She blushed, as I then asked "Can't you swim?"

Her heavy southern accent didn't surprise me, as she said "Not very well."

"I can see that." I judged her to be maybe in her late teens, if that old, as I said "You'll be alright now, okay?"

She nodded her head yes, and began to stand, saying "Thank you." Then, she was off into the crowd, joining a group of people that were obviously with her and watching the whole scene.

A voice behind me brought me back to earth, "Letting the young ones go, eh Joe?" I turned my head to protest, as I recognized the voice as Peter's. He was laughing, saying "Don't worry, I saw the whole thing."

I chuckled, "Yeah, it was a bit scary for her, I'm sure."

"Get her name?" he asked.

"Nah, poor girl was shaking like a leaf." I got up, and we walked out onto the sunning deck, between the hundreds of occupied lounge chairs, towards the shade. "We've about what, three hours left?"

"Yeah, you wanting a head count?" he asked.

"No need too, not yet anyway." I sat down in the shade on my towel, "The kids are having a good old time, and it's hotter than hell out."

A woman came into view, walking up the path towards us. Once within ear shot, she said "So, you enjoy the young ones, huh?"

"Go to hell, Susan." I said with a laugh.

She flipped me off, saying "Think I'll make it a point to keep my daughters away from you." She sat down next to Peter, her husband, before asking "What happened out there?"

Peter answered for him, "Girl went under, couldn't fight the waves and was swallowing a lot of the pool. Joe here stopped her from drinking it all and ruining everyone’s day."

Susan said sarcastically, "Oh wow, my brother, a real live hero."

It was now my turn to flip her off. We soon were shooting the breeze, enjoying the rest of the day. My other three sisters and their husbands would come by from time to time, and of course, Pete and Sue would have to tell them what happened, as well as their kids. My four sisters are all older than I, and between them, they have sixteen kids. About three or four Sundays each summer I take the whole family to the water park near Cincinnati for some family bonding and fun. Although us adults don't see much of the kids once we get inside the gate. Except for when they want to be fed, of course. Ages run from four years on up to nineteen. I'm thirty-eight, never been married, rarely dated.

I live in Springboro, just south of Dayton, in a modest three-bedroom ranch. Most of the time, I'm alone. Of course, that's because I'm usually sleeping there, and that's about it. I run a small business, a tool rental outfit, and I make pretty good money doing it. I'm an on-hands owner, so I'm there pretty much all day, everyday. So, the day was a typicall hot, August Ohio Valley day. By six, our scheduled time to eat, us adults had a heck of a time getting the gang all rounded up for dinner, which was to be a picnic affair in the parks pavilion. Us nine adults were at one table, the sixteen kids at two other tables, as we ate, joked and talked.

I was in the middle of telling one of my brother-in-laws a rather bawdy joke, when a pair of arms wrapped about my neck, and a feminine pair of lips kissed my cheek, followed by one of my oldest nieces saying "Hey Uncle Joe, I met your damsel in distress."

I chuckled, as Peter asks "Oh really. Did you get her name Deb?"

I turned my face, and she had a blank look on her blonde haired framed face. My sister Rose said "Well daughter, you're as good as your uncle."

She stood up, and with a protesting voice, she said "Well, she wanted to know more about Uncle Joe. So I gave him his address."

Ya could a heard a pin drop. Rose's husband and Deb's father George cleared his throat, before saying "Deb, you should never give out another persons personal information without asking them if it's okay first."

She looked downfallen, as I reached about her back, and patted her on her hip, "It's okay, you didn't mean no harm."

"Well, she said she wanted to send you a card." She said, sounding a bit dejected.

Rose just shook her head in mock disgust, as I thanked her oldest daughter. The topic quickly changed, and soon no one even remembered Deb's little error. In another hour, we were all out of the park, and heading for our respective homes in the Dayton area.

Three weeks went by since the trip to the water park, and all had been pretty much been forgotten. Business was sort of slow, as most people were about done with summer projects, and were getting their kids ready for school. Labor Day weekend was now here, as I sat and relaxed that Saturday afternoon, looking forward to tomorrow. We had a family picnic planned at one of my sisters. It was an annual event, and of course, I always attended. And on Monday, I had plans for my twelve employees to show up with their families for a picnic at my place, so it was going to be busy. It got even busier.

So there I was, sitting and relaxing, wondering if I had enough beer to take to my sister's place in Englewood tomorrow. I was also thinking about Monday, and my employees and their families arriving. There would be forty people in all on Monday, and I was still in need of some supplies. But my thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. I opened it, to see a young lady with long, curly black hair covered by a large straw sunhat, just standing there looking up into my face with a big smile. She was wearing a white sundress, and in her right hand she was holding a suitcase. She looked vaguely familiar, but I just couldn't place her. I asked "Can I help you?"

She stuttered at first, and I could barely make the words out, her southern accent shining through, as I heard her say "Hi Joe. I, um, not sure if you remember me."

It hit me, the girl from the wave pool. I said "Oh, yeah. Come on in." I stepped aside, and she walked on past me and into my home. She looked about as I asked "So, how you been doing?"

She turned, a slight smile on her face, as she said "Fine. I've been thinking of you constantly since that day you saved me."

I smiled, "Wasn't anything anyone else wouldn't have done." I looked at the suitcase, and as I pointed at it, I asked "You going on a trip?"

She looked down at her feet, and said softly, "Well, I want to thank you properly, and by that, I want to move in with you."

My jaw almost crashed through the concrete pad of my home, as her words slowly registered, "Say again."

She sucked in some air, before she said "You're a decent, kind man, and I want to repay your efforts by living with you."

First thing I said "How old are you?", and before she could even answer, I added a second question "And what's your name?"

She brought her hands in front of her, arms down, as she used both hands to grip her suitcase, and boldly answered me with "Seventeen, and my name is Trixie. Trixie Kilgore."

I about died, "Um, well Trixie Kilgore. I'm very honored to have you want to move in with me. But, what would your parents think about this."

Her face brightened, "Oh they're okay with it. Pa was the one that dropped me off at your door."

So much for asking her how she got here. "How do you know my wife would go along with this?"

"But your niece said you weren't married." She said, a very saddened look suddenly appearing on her face.

I chuckled, I definitely will have to have a talk with my niece. "I'm not, I'm just trying to figure you out girl."

She shuffled her feet, "Um Joe?" I was still thinking on how to handle this situation as she asked, "Um, can I use your outhouse?"

My what? I snickered, before I said "Come on." She followed me down the hall, and I showed her the bathroom. She looked in, and said "Wow! Indoor plumbing! This is going to be great!"

She stepped in, and I closed the door as I returned to the living room, my mind trying to sort things out. Actually, I quickly realized there wasn't too much to sort. An underage female arrives at my door, dropped off mind you by her Pa, and she wants to live with me. What could be more complicated than that? Is this legal? And do I really need a female about the house? First thing, call Susan. I grabbed the phone, just as I heard the toilet flush. Okay, I'll wait. I put the phone down, as she came out, all smiles.

My house has the typical three bedrooms. I sleep in one, another is for the computer, and the third is for whatever niece or nephew or both are spending the night. This occurs once in a while whenever one of my sisters need to get away for a weekend with their hubby.

She looked at me, and asked "Which room is yours so I can put my suitcase in it?"

I about shit my pants, as I stood and said "You can sleep in the spare bedroom for now." She got a hurt look on her face, as I added, "Where you from, anyway?"

She beamed, as she said "Elkhorn, Kentucky."

"Where's that?"

She looked surprised, "Near Pikeville."

That place I knew, way over in Eastern Kentucky. A good four hour drive at best. "Well, no use calling your Pa until he gets home."

She blurted out, "Oh well, we ain’t got no phone anyway."

Well bloody hell. I had no idea what to do. She then said "Can I have something to drink?"

I pointed to the kitchen, and she went on to it. I watched her walk. Damn, talk about curves. That sundress doesn't do the girl justice! Damn, and she's just that, a girl. I was thinking that I had to come up with something. She was soon back from the kitchen, holding two Pepsi’s. She handed me one, and I took it, as she sat down in the couch next to me.

I exhaled, before saying "Look Trixie. I'm real honored that you decided to move in with me. But, well, I really don't think it's a good idea." She had a pouting look on her face, her big brown eyes looking like they would produce a flood of tears any second. "For starters, you're under eighteen. I'm not legally responsible for you. What happens if you get hurt or sick?"

She grinned, and said "No problem! Ma and Pa wrote out a letter which gave you full guardianship of me. Plus, their consent if you take my hand in marriage."

Marriage? Wait a minute! I was stunned again. Better think of something quick. "But Trixie, I can't be with you if you're under the age of eighteen. And shouldn't you be in school, anyway?"

She answered me, "I turn eighteen in three months. December seventeenth. And I dropped out of school."

"Why?" I asked.

"Needed to work. I got a job waiting tables at the Burger Barn in Pikeville." She fidgeted, before asking "Um, can you help me get a job?"

I shot out "It'll be tough without a high school diploma, or a GED!"

She got a hurt look on her face, and she looked at her feet, as she said softly, "Oh."

I sighed, this was going no where. Yeah, I could put my foot down, load her into the truck and spend the better part of the next eight or nine hours driving her home and then driving back. And it was already pushing five. I had plans Sunday and Monday. Tuesday was going to be a bear, as would the rest of the short work week. And as usual, I had planned on working next Saturday anyway. Maybe next Sunday I can drive her home. I sighed, resigned to the fact that I was probably stuck with her for at least the next week. Of course, I thought that maybe by then she would want to move out.

I stood, saying "Come on then. You might as well unpack your things." Her brightened face turned to sad once again, as I added, "Can't take you back home before next weekend anyway."

She followed me down to the hall, as I picked up her suitcase, and carried it on into the spare bedroom. I tossed it onto the bed, and as she entered, she looked around, saying "Wow, back home I didn't have my own bedroom. We all had to sleep in the same room!"

I'm touched, you know? Geesh, it's start looking like the white trash expo. I just left the room, letting her get settled in. I must be fucking nuts. And I'm hungry to boot. Headed for the kitchen, and grabbed some meat out of the freezer for the grill. Stood and thought for a second, and grabbed some more.

I had the burgers cooking on the grill when she came out. Still in the same sundress, but her hat was now off. I was also a bit nervous, thinking what the neighbors would say if they see a very young lady on my property. She ate like she hadn't done so in ages. And after we were through, she quickly gathered up the dirty dishes, and headed for the sink. I laughed as I told her that I had a dishwasher. I got up and showed her how to use it, and she stood there, amazed.

And I'm still thinking that this is all a bad dream. The evening was spent watching television, with her sitting there, obviously mesmerized by seeing my big forty-six inch screen. About ten, I said "Well, time for bed."

She rose, asking "What time do you want me to make breakfast?"

I chuckled, "Whenever I get up. Tomorrow is Sunday."

She looked at me strangely, "But what about church?"

I bit my lower lip. "I don't go to church. But if you want too, you can. What denomination are you?"

She said "Baptist."

Why was I surprised? "There's one here in town. Within walking distance from here. I would show you, but I've a picnic to go too."

Her face brightened, "Can I go to that instead?"

Shit. I didn't show emotion, "Yeah, sure." My sisters are going to love this. She went into the bedroom, and I went on down the hall to mine, and closed the door. Got naked, and climbed into bed, the whole time pondering the whole damn situation. Here I am, pushing forty, and a seventeen year-old wants to live with me to thank me for saving her life. It took a while, but I did get to sleep.

Woke up to the smell of bacon cooking. The events of yesterday came back to me quickly, and I groaned as I read the clock. Seven-twenty, aw fuck! It's Sunday for crying out loud! After briefly pulling the pillow over my head, I resigned myself to the hopefully temporary fate of having a houseguest for a week. I sat up and rolled out of bed, my morning wood sticking straight out. Well, one part of me likes her. I was bending over to pick up my pants, when the door opened. And there she was, her mouth dropped, her eyes transfixed on my hard knob.

I said "Good morning."

Her head jerked up, and she said "I uh, the bacon is almost ready, how do you want me to cook your eggs?"

"Over easy." I replied, chuckling as I watched her turn and go, but not before glancing over her shoulder at my exposed manhood. And I'm telling myself, 'She's only seventeen!' over and over again. Once I had clothes on, I came out into the kitchen, finding her just getting my eggs done. She was dressed in a long heavy nightgown, and her heavy, young breasts were pushing it out nicely. I'm guessing a d-cup, as was my again hardening pecker.

I sat and ate, as she made herself some eggs as well. We didn't talk until she was done eating, and I was picking up the plates and putting them in the dishwasher. She did the same with hers, and I watched with mild amusement as she got it ready to run. That was rather comical, as you would have really have had to seen it. But she got it going, and she was all smiles as it started up. I normally only run it once a day, but if it amuses her, so be it.

I really needed a shower, and I told her that once I was done with mine, she could take hers. God did I need a hot shower. Spent ten minutes under the water, just soaking. Once done, I dried off and got dressed, and opened the door, saying loudly "Okay, your turn."

As I exited the bathroom, I said "Towels and washcloths are in the cupboard next to the tub.", as she passed me, still wearing the same nightgown.

Went to my room, finished dressing, and was heading down the hall. Now was as good a time as any to call Susan. I had phone in hand, sitting on the couch, ready to dial when I heard Trixie feebly call my name down the hall, "Joe?"

"Yeah?"

"Um, how do you get the shower to come on?"

I exhaled, before saying "I'm coming."

I went down the hall, and knocked. She opened it, and I saw her standing by the tub with a towel over her front. She stood back, and I stepped in. Going to the shower, I said "Turn this handle for the water, and pull this lever to turn on the shower head."

She smiled, saying "Thank you."

I went to the door, and stepped out into the hall. While turning to grab the door handle to close it, I saw her bending over to adjust the water temperature, her bare backside in plain sight, as well as the sight of her thick bush as it glared back at me from between the back of her thighs.

I added, "And keep the shower curtain inside the tub walls, so you don't get water all over.", before I closed the door, and walked down the hall, shaking my head in astonishment.

My phone call. Decided to forget it. Hell, surprise is half the fun, isn't it? Her shower was longer than mine. Started to get worried, as I already knew she's a bit dangerous around water. But I eventually heard the water getting shut off.

I saw her from my chair leave the bathroom, wrapped in a towel heading for her bedroom. Ten minutes alter, she was out, wearing a pair of very short shorts, and a t-shirt that said 'FOXY' on it. It just screamed briar. Oh well, at least she's wearing a bra. She looked at me, and must have seen the face I made, as he asked "Is this okay?"

I had a hard time keeping from laughing, "You got a plainer shirt?"

She nodded her head yes, and went back down the hall, as I thought quickly by adding "It may rain today and be cool, so you might not want to wear shorts."

She said enthusiastically "Okay."

Lesson learned, easily manipulated. But she's still only seventeen. And the thought of my viewing her naked bush kept popping into my mind. I'm ready to start taking up drinking heavily.

Two hours later, after listening to her tell me her whole life story, of which I tuned most of it out, including the part of her telling me about her first date, it was finally time to head up the highway to Susan's place. She chatted away as we rode in my Chevy crew cab truck. More stuff about her life. When I pulled up in front of Susan's, Trixie's jaw dropped. Susan and Paul have a very nice, half-of-a-million dollar house in a very well to do neighborhood. Of course, Peter's a lawyer, as is Susan, so you would expect that.

Some of the kids were in the front playing. Deb was on the steps, talking to her cousin Alice, Susan's oldest girl. And all froze, as they watched Trixie get out of the truck. I saw one of the younger boys, my sister Becky's ten year-old son Robert, go racing around the house, as I also saw Deb's mouth move, forming the words "Oh my god."

As I approached, I said "Hey girls, every one here?"

Alice responded, as both nieces were staring at Trixie, wondering what, I hadn't a clue. "Yeah Uncle Joe. Most are out back by the pool."

I said "Thanks." As I escorted Trixie into the house and through it to the back patio. Robert had indeed told his mother, and all were looking at him like he was nuts, when I exited the big french doors and on into the backyard. Susan turned and looked at me, then at Trixie. It was priceless! Trixie looked at the pool, and said "Wow, they've their own pool."

Peter broke the silence of the family members, as he blurted out "Oh my god, that's the girl from the water park!"

George quickly cut in, "Keep her away from the water." Followed by a loud smack and an equally loud "OW!" as Rose slapped his backside.

My oldest sister approached saying "Hello there.", to Trixie, before asking "And what's your name?"

"Trixie Kilgore." she said, a bit of fright in her voice. And she had every reason to be a bit scared. My four sisters were quickly moving in for the kill, so to speak. Well, if this doesn't run her off, I'm in deep shit. And I may very well be anyway. As within a few minutes, she told them she was seventeen, four pair of female eyes were stabbing me with icy daggers.

I sought refuge with my four brother-in-laws, as we moved away to the other end of the long patio, out of ear shot, and out of harms way. They're not stupid, either. Becky's husband Jack was the first to say it, "So, how was it?"

The others smirked, as I responded "I wouldn't know. She showed up yesterday afternoon."

"How'd she get here?", asked Pete.

"She said her Pa dropped her off. He didn't stay long enough for me to meet him."

"So what she's doing here?", George asked.

I floored them with my reply, "She said she wants to live with me."

The four of them looked at me, all with shocked looks on their faces, before they burst out laughing. Their antics caught the attention of their wives, as I saw heads turn. All four of my sisters were sitting down on chairs, surrounding Trixie, who had a mighty scared look on her face. I was thinking that this might be the way out, as I saw Mary rise and come our way. I heard her husband Carl mutter out "Shit!", as she came to our little group.

Mary glared at me, saying "She's only seventeen, Joe."

George smirked, "Lucky bastard." he said, causing both Jack and Pete to chuckle. Carl was within arms length of his wife, so he wasn't about to say anything.

Mary glared at George, saying "This isn't funny."

I replied, "Hell, don't I know it!"

She turned and walked back to the women. Jack said with a chuckle, "Poor girl. Didn't see it coming."

"Nah, wonder if she'll survive the barrage." added Carl.

"Hell, I would rather shoot myself, than suffer through those four.", Pete added, causing us to chuckle softly.

So, the questioning of me started. And I told them every little detail of the past twenty plus hours. Including the part about the incident involving the shower scene. The looks on their faces, all four wishing they could have seen that. It was an hour later, and some of the kids were complaining about wanting to be fed. The mothers finally got up and started getting things ready, as did Pete. It was his grill, after all. So, the next four hours were interesting.

Each of my sisters made it a point to get me alone to give me shit. Not good. But they were also supportive. Hell, at least they knew it wasn't my doing, after talking to Trixie. Who, by the way, seemed to be at the end, not bothered by them. Actually, it ended up that Trixie, Deb, Alice and Becky's daughter Jane hit it off real well. That makes sense, since they're all about the same age.

It was time to go, when Rose cornered me once more, by taking my arm, and leading me inside to the basement. Once there, she said "Okay, it's not your fault. We all realize this."

"Great. Now what?" I asked. "I'm hoping to take her back home next weekend."

"Good, give her a chance to see her parents again. I think that's a good idea."

Say what? "Actually, I was going to drop her off."

"You asshole." She glared at me, "That'll just hurt the poor dear." What the fuck? "She adores you, and we don't want you hurting her feelings."

I was stunned. They're on her side?! How the fuck did this happen?! "You want her to continue living with me? Are you girls nuts? She's only seventeen!"

"Her parents signed the letter of consent, and it was notarized. Didn't you see it?" She asked.

I was in shock. No, I hadn't seen it. "But she's seventeen!"

She looked at me a bit funny, "Well, you don't have to sleep with her if you don't want to."

Am I the only sane one around here? Or is this just a bad dream? "Rose," I said, in a rather subdued voice, considering the circumstances. "A girl less than half my age has decided to move in with me. Not that I'm as grateful as she for me saving her life, but, well, it just don't seem right."

She sighed heavily. A sigh signifying her losing her patience with me. "Look Joe. The poor thing is from the backwoods of Kentucky." Heck, I thought that was anything south of the Ohio River. "And she's rather infatuated of you because you saved her life. Now just take charge of her, and see how things work out. If she eventually changes her mind, then there's no loss on your part, okay?"

I've lost the battle. No idea where this all went to hell and gone, but I'm gone. I just shook my head in wonderment, walked on past and muttered "Whatever." I went on upstairs, finding everyone having a grand old time, including my new housemate, Trixie. Who, at the present time, was jabbering away with Susan, Becky and a few nieces. I just went to the cooler, and pulled out a beer, my first for the day. God, did I need one.

I found a spot over by the pool, and soon George and my other brother-in-laws were sitting with me as well, all with big ass shit eating grins on their faces. "What's the fuck wrong with you guys?"

"Could be worse, Joe." Carl said.

"Yeah, she could have had a bunch of kids as well." added Pete, which caused all three to break up with fits of laughter. Except for me, of course. They kept nagging the hell out of me about it, for the next three hours. Way past sunset, I finally had enough, as I rounded up Trixie, who was at the moment talking to Mary, who happily informed me that her, Becky, Deb and Trixie were going shopping Tuesday. They wanted to go tomorrow, but I had that picnic.

Shit, my picnic! I had forgotten about that, and I didn't have shit ready. The two of us climbed into the truck, and we headed south for Springboro. And Trixie kept telling me how nice my family was. She was very happy that they accepted her into the fold. I rolled my eyes, wishing for a semi to rear end me.

The rest of the evening, we watched television, both on the same couch. It started with each of us at opposite ends. Not sure when it happened, but eventually I found her up against me. Her soft form pressing against my side, and I had my arm about the back of her shoulders. At about eleven, I said, "Come on, get to bed. We've an early day tomorrow."

"Why's that." She said, as I watched her stretch her body out next to me, her firm, large breasts jutting out away from her chest. God damn, my cock is stirring again.

"Company picnic. It's here and I have to get things for it."

Her face brightened, "You mean I get to meet your fellow workers?"

I laughed, as I followed her down the hall, saying "Actually, they're my employees. I run my own business."

She looked at me, saying "Cool!", before she went into the bathroom. I went on down the hall, and entered my room, and stripped down to the usual nothing. Once under the covers, I turned the light off, and sighed, wondering what I did to deserve this headache.

Morning came quickly, as I slept like shit all night. I was up before Trixie, so I started breakfast. She came out, and finished it, before joining me at the table to eat. Rather quiet this morning so far, not a word out of her. Once done, I said "I've to run to the store, you want to come along?"

She nodded her head yes, and soon she went and changed and came back out, wearing jeans and a shirt. No words were spoken, as we went to the grocery. And it was rather interesting, as I saw people that I knew, all turning their heads for a double take. I was smirking big time, wondering what they were thinking.

My employees and their families arrived, and after their initial shock wore off, they were soon talking and enjoying Trixie's company. Who also seemed to be having a grand old time talking away. By five, all were gone, and I had the house to myself. Oh, and Trixie too.

She was just getting done loading the dishwasher, and soon was sitting on the couch with me. I asked "So, did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yeah Joe, I did." She said, a smile on her face. "Your employees all seemed to be very nice."

I chuckled, remembering the looks they were giving her. Most of the looks were of lust, a fact not lost upon a few of the girlfriends and wives. I'm sure there was going to be a few discussions tonight once some of the guys got home.

"Joe, do you want me?" she asked.

I about chocked, now what? "Well, what do you mean?" Maybe she's having second thoughts. Oh joy for joy.

"I mean, I know that I want you to love me, and to have me as your own, but well...."

Ah shit, those deep, dark brown sad puppy dog eyes. I took her hand, and pulled her to me, and without thinking, I kissed her lips, before saying "Let's wait a while, okay? This is all sort of a shock!" A smile instantly came to her face, and I chuckled inside. Like, what the fuck you doing, man? With that, she took my arm, and pulled it around her, pulling it tight up underneath her breasts, as she leaned up against me. Ah shit, my pecker is coming to life. Not that I'm arguing mind you, but I'm really not too sure about this. I mean, after all, jailbait is still jailbait. And I don't care about any damn signed consent form.

After an hour, I was needing to relieve my pecker of some bodily fluid. And I was dead tired to boot! I said "About bed time. You need to shower?"

She nodded her head yes, and she sat up, heading for the bathroom. I exhaled, as I stood and went to the half-bath off the kitchen. God damn I needed it, and it took a few minutes for the swelling to go down before I could aim and let loose with a torrent of pee.

I returned to my bedroom and undressed. Grabbed a pair of shorts, pulled them on, and waited for Trixie to get out of the shower. This girl must love the shower, for ten minutes later, she was still in there. Oh what the hell! In frustration, I got up and walked to the bathroom. The shower was still running, as I opened the door and stuck my head in, asking "You okay?"

I heard her say "Yeah Joe."

I replied, "Good, but don't use all the hot water, Trixie." She immediately turned it off, saying meekly, "Sorry. Just not use to a shower. We only bathe in the tub back home. We don't have a shower."

I chuckled, "That's okay." I said, as I closed the door. I stepped back, and leaned up against the wall. I heard her moving about, and soon the door was opened, and she was wrapped in a towel. She was blushing, as she walked on past. But before she could get anywhere, I touched her arm, and she stopped in her tracks. I leaned forward, and kissed her cheek. She smiled, and I went on into the bathroom. Now why the fuck did I do that for?

Once in the shower, I started it up to find at best luke warm water. I sighed, and started washing quickly, before it went to ice cold. I was just rinsing off, when I heard the door open. Through the curtain, I could see her form in front of the sink. I turned off the water, and reached out from behind the curtain, grabbing a towel, and peeked to see her brushing her teeth. I was pleasantly surprised. She's from Kentucky and she had her natural teeth. I waited for her to leave before opening the curtain. Once she did, I did and finished drying before heading to bed. I sighed as my head hit the pillow. This surely wasn't going as planned.

Was up way before dawn Tuesday morning. She didn't get up until I was ready to head out the door. As I was grabbing my briefcase and keys, she asked "You go to work this early?" I shook my head yes, and she said "Guess I'll have to wake up earlier if I want to make you breakfast, huh?"

I came over and hugged her, saying "Go back to bed. I'll be home about seven." I turned and went to the door, adding "No idea when my sisters will be here to pick you up, but I'm sure they'll call."

She smiled as I went out the door. The day was hell. My employees gave me a rash of shit all day. But who was to blame them. Shit, I would have too. And some equipment breakdown didn't help either. My shop is nearby in Miamisburg, so I wasn't far from home when Mary called me on the cell phone, telling me her, Deb and Becky were picking up Trixie for shopping in an hour, and that they had already talked to her. She was waiting patiently for their arrival. She also said they would be back at about nine tonight. Shit, it was only noon when she called, so I hated the idea of being with women shopping for that amount of time.

Then it hit me, how is this girl going to be able to buy anything? She doesn't have a job! I was home about seven, after going to Sonic and having a bite to eat. Turned on the tube and watched some stupid sitcom, waiting for the return of Trixie and the girls. Not sure when I nodded off, but was wakened by the loud talking of my sister Mary, as she came through the front door, carrying bags of merchandise, followed by Trixie, Deb and Becky. Each with four bags of stuff. I didn't even want to know, as each said "Hi!" as they passed me and went on down the hall.

I continued watching the show that was on, jus grumbling at what is now happening to my life. Mary informed me that her and Becky purchased the clothes for her, as a gift, so to speak. Gift for what, I hadn't a clue, nor did I ask.

The girls all left, save Trixie, each giving me a hug before they went out the door. Why do I feel like a condemned man? It was late, and I turned to Trixie, saying "Time to get some sleep."

She smiled that cute little pixie smile of hers, as she turned and bounced down the hall, giggling as she went on into her bedroom. I just shook my head, realizing I was watching her well rounded ass as she went. God damn, what the hell am I going to do?

I was naked and already under the covers, about ready to turn out the light, when she knocked on my door. I sighed, saying "Come on in, Trixie."

She opened it, and stepped inside. And it wasn't her little pixie smile I was looking at. No, it was the sheer, baby blue silk negligee she was wearing, and it wasn't doing a damn thing to hiding her young, healthy body. I did the best I could, asking "What you need, Trixie?" Oh, I had an answer for that, as I looked at her full breasts, and the dark areolas that were on them. And lets not discuss the fine patch of black-haired muff she had between her legs.

She smiled as she came over, and sat on the edge of the bed. I moved over a bit, as I reached down underneath the covers, and held my rapidly rising cock from making a tent. She said "Well, I was wondering, do you know where I could get a job?"

Good question. And one we definitely needed to address. I asked "You worked as a waitress before?" She nodded her head yes. "Well, there's a few restaurants nearby, within walking distance, why don't you try going to them. Tell them you're living with me, maybe that will help." Then again, maybe that will get the police involved. Maybe that's not a good idea.

She smiled, "Okay, I'll do that." She leaned forward, her gorgeous tits hanging down and swaying, as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. She stood and started to go, her eyes watching my covered groin. Oh yeah, curious are we? I smiled and chuckled to myself, as she left the room, and I turned out the light.

Wednesday was hectic. Business suddenly was overwhelming. People were coming in right and left, wanting everything we had. Kids were back in school, and those adults that were home during the day, had things to get done. Then I got home. Trixie was there, greeting me at the door, saying "I got a job!"

Well, this is a pleasant surprise, as I said "Oh good, where?"

"The little cafe down on what? Central?" she replied, her face lit up with a broad smile.

She hugged me, grinding those fantastic tits into my chest. Definitely will enjoy those when the time comes. What the fuck am I thinking? I asked "When do you start?"

"Tomorrow morning. Mrs. Paff wants me to come in early for training." She said her arms still wrapped around me.

I don't know why, but I gave her a kiss in the cheek, before saying "Good, I hope it works out for you."

Well, the night wasn't through. Seems Mrs. Paff told somebody, who told somebody, who told someone else, that a underage girl was living with me. Just at nine-thirty, Social services came to the door, as did the police, and I was on the phone to my sister and brother-in-law, who were down at the police station in thirty minutes. I was there to, being threatened with charges for contributing to the delinquency of a minor, among a host of other shit. Hell, I've only kissed her!

It was midnight before Trixie and I got home. The authorities in Springboro got in contact with the authorities in Eastern Kentucky, who got in contact with Trixie's parents. Then it was a reverse messaging. Trixie was in tears that they wouldn't believe her story, nor believe the letter her parents wrote, signed and had notarized. By the time we were allowed to go, they did see it Trixie's way. Kind of disappointed me there, as that would have solved my problems. My sister the lawyer did point out to Social Services that if they harass us again, a lawsuit will be forthcoming. And my sister, god love her, as we were leaving the city building, said "You know, if you just marry her, you really wouldn't have any more problems."

Talk about making Trixie happy. She heard that, and I thought she would mess her panties from excitement. Got home, and we both crashed. The alarm went off at five, and she was up as well, getting ready for her first day waiting tables in the big city of Springboro. Today went better, as did the evening. However my neighbors were all looking at me a bit strangely when they saw me getting out of my truck once I got home.

Trixie had a meal ready for me, as she cheerfully told me about her first day at work. She was proud that she made sixty dollars in tips today, as well as putting in six hours at four dollars an hour. Waiting tables don't pay minimum wage. I told her she should put at least half of that in the bank, and that I would come home early tomorrow so she could open an account. She asked "Why can't I just put it into yours?", a pouting look on her face.

I sighed, saying "Because, it would be better if you have your own checking account." I kissed her forehead (why did I do that?) And we ended the conversation.

After dinner, I showered, and went and watched the television. She joined me on the couch, and didn't even bother sitting at the other end. No, she was right up against me as soon as she sat down. She looked up into my face, and I just sighed, as I lifted my arm, and wrapped it about her. We were watching a movie, Clint Eastwood's "Fist Full Of Dollars", and she stayed at my side like she was glued there. Eventually, I realized that I was enjoying her body up against mine. And it was starting to upset me somewhat. I started saying to myself, over and over, that this really isn't a good idea. But my one-eyed monster was strongly disagreeing.

When the movie was over, I went to the bathroom to pee. And as I was doing that, she walked right in, disrobed, and climbed into the shower. I watched her reflection in the mirror, enjoying the view of her naked body as she got into the tub, and closed the shower curtain. It took a while to realize that I had stopped breathing, and my pecker was drained of pee, but was rising to a firm condition, wanting to be drained of something else. I tucked the lizard back into my shorts, and left the bathroom, heading to bed, and wondering what to do next. Morning came, and she was up before me, as she had to be at work at five. I grabbed a bowl of cereal, as she kissed my cheek, and headed out the door. Work went well, for a Friday.

She had dinner for me once I got home, and I was beat. Another evening on the couch, with her snuggled up against me. Heck, to be more precise, I fell asleep. She woke me where I fell asleep on the couch at my usual wake-up time, and I had breakfast and went off to work. It turns out, she had the day off. I only worked four hours that day, as it was Saturday, so I was home by eleven, finding her doing laundry. Actually, I found her stark naked, at the dining room table, folding the clothes. She has a unique way of doing laundry. She said she had just got done running the vacuum, and she got all sweaty, and was trying to cool off, as she went racing to her room, coming back out with a robe on, and went back to work folding the clothes.

I wanted to watch the Buckeyes, so I went and took a shower, and came back out and sat down to watch the game. I was wearing shorts and a light t-shirt, sitting there, as she brought me out a soda. I smiled, saying thanks, and she disappeared into the kitchen. Eventually, she brought me out a ham and cheese sandwich, with chips, which I ate while I watched the game. She joined me on the couch once I was done eating, and she assumed the usual position of late, right up against me. I of course had my arm about her, as we watched the game. No talking, just me sneaking glances down the front of her robe, seeing a good portion of her bare left titty. I quickly realized that I shouldn't be doing that, as a tent was forming in my shorts.

It was well into the second half, when she finally noticed the tent. She glanced down at first, not paying any attention. Then I watched her face out of the corner of my eye. She looked again, and studied the bulge in my shorts. She move her hand to my thigh, still looking at it, a quizitive look on her face. Oh shit, I really don't want this to go any farther. Her hand moved a bit closer to the bulge, and I was squirming, wondering what to do. And looking down didn't help, as her left nipple was now exposed. Thick and hard, it stuck out a good ways from the end of her breast. And I was just dying to give it a good tweak. Then, she touched it, causing my cock to twitch hard, my whole body jumping, causing her to jump as well. She looked at me, a shocked look on her face, and I said sternly, "Don't do that!"

She pouted, asking "Why?"

I sighed, "Because, we ain't married yet." I cringed, why did I have to say that last word?

She grinned, "When we getting married?"

I was about to say something smart, but instead I said "When I decide the time is right."

She gave me a nasty look, and turned to look at the television, as she leaned back up against me, her hand returning to my thigh. She was silent for awhile, then she looked down at my bulging shorts again, saying wistfully, "It looks a lot bigger than daddy's."

Say what? I cleared my throat, "You've seen your daddy's cock? When it was erect?" My mind was throwing out all kind of scenarios, and none of them were nice.

She said matter of factly, "Oh yeah! All the time. It's hard not too, since we all sleep in the same room." She looked up at my face, smiling as she went on, "Why, I saw it when he made mommy pregnant with six of my younger sisters and brothers."

Now, I was curious, "And how many brothers and sisters do you have?"

She held her hand up, and she counted them off as she spoke their names, "Well, there's Ron, he's a year older than I. And then there's Betty Lou, two years younger. Sally is a year younger than her. Donnie is three years younger than Sally. Larry is a year younger than Donnie. Junior a year younger than Larry. Katy two years younger than Junior, Rose a year younger than her. And baby Jane is two. Momma said Jane was an accident."

Oh yeah, I had a hell of a time keeping from breaking out laughing. I had my free hand at my face, covering it, tears coming to my eyes. An accident? My god, what a family. "So, you've ten children in your family, huh? And they all sleep in the same room?"

She grinned, "Well, daddy made Ron start sleeping in the barn, ever since he caught him grabbing mine and Betty Lou's titties one night a few years back. But who could blame the boy, as we were wakened by daddy doing mommy. I think that was the night of the accident."

Tears are flowing down my cheeks, think it was from me clamping my teeth down on my tongue. "So, your brother felt you up, huh?"

She sighed, "Yeah, but he didn't take my virginity, as I had already had lost that to my cousin Adam."

Oh god, here we go, I asked "Say what?"

She giggled, "Yeah, he and I had the hot’s for each other back then. I was in the eighth grade. He was a Sophomore. We snuck out one night and made it in the barn of our grandfather." She grinned, saying "And he was no where near as big as you, either."

I think I died. Not sure if this is heaven or hell. "You're lucky he didn't get you pregnant." Especially since fertility isn't a problem in her family history.

"Oh we weren't worried. He stole a box of Uncle Ebb’s condoms. Of course, when Uncle Ebb discovered them missing, he quickly figured it out as being Adam. Took him a while though. Almost a year. By then, Adam found another girl." she sighed, a sad look on her face, as she went on "Unfortunately, he ran out of condoms." She turned her face upwards to look at mine, saying "Knocked that Tate girl up. Both are married now, living with her folks and their baby." She grinned, "Can you make me have a baby?"

I dead-panned "Not today." She curled her lower lip upwards, as she reached over and grabbed the bulge in my shorts. I laughed, "Okay! Eventually it's possible! If I think this will work out."

She smiled, and laid her head up against my shoulder, and thankfully, I was back to watching the Buckeyes. And stealing glimpses down the front of her partially opened robe of her very nice mammary’s. Damn, I got to quit doing that. And the more I talk, the deeper I'm getting into this relationship. Shit, I guess I'm in a relationship. Then, I started thinking. Now that the whole damn town knows, thanks to the overzealous Department of Social Services, and probably Trixie as she waited tables, what am I to do now? Everyone thinks I'm doing her at the very moment. And if I send her away, I'll be labeled a real jerk. But, if I keep her around, everyone will comment about me robbing the cradle, and it will be even more scandalous if I don't tie the fucking knot. Should have let her drowned. I looked down at her partially exposed nipple, why is my mouth watering? Okay, I wouldn't have let her drown, that was nasty. But then, so are my thoughts with what I would like to do to her body right now.

Game over, and like a cat, she stretched her body across my lap, all the while smiling seductively up at me. Oh man, I really don't need this. Actually, part of me is thinking what I need. For evening entertainment, we went to Cincinnati for a Reds game. I did this for the main reason of getting us out of the house, as I was getting real damn close to ripping that robe off and taking her right there on the couch in the living room. Instead, I suggested a dinner and the ballgame, which she cheerfully said yes to. By now, I figured I could have suggested torture with bamboo shoots under the fingernails, and she would have gone along with that as well. How do you get a girl to stop liking you? Oh yeah, you marry her. I was wondering if that would work, either.

The game went into extra innings, and we got home late, after midnight. I was headed to my room, and as I entered, I really wasn't paying any attention. I just stripped down, and crawled underneath the covers. I heard the toilet flush, then footsteps. A pause, more footsteps, coming towards my room. And then her sweet voice, "Joe? Can I sleep with you?"

Oh shit! I sighed, and raised the edge of the covers up, inviting her into bed with me. I was to tired to care, or to argue. I heard her giggle, and felt her climb into bed. She rolled onto her side, against my chest, and I laid my arm over her very naked body, grabbing a hold of her arms. I surely didn't want to grab those marvelous breasts. Heck, my cock was hard enough as it was. And it was pretty damn hard at the moment, pressing into her backside. She was snoring in minutes. I, on the other hand, was wide awake for the longest time, feeling her bare breasts rise and fall against my forearm.

Morning came, and I was on my back. She was still to my right, but on her belly, laying half on top of me, her warm crotch slammed right against my hip. I sighed, those breasts sure do feel good pressing into my naked flesh. As I as mulling over what to do next, the phone rings, and I reach over to my left and pick it up, saying a bit sleepily "Hello?"

A familiar voice, "Hi Joe, it's me, Mary. Are you in bed?"

I answered, "Yeah, um, what time is it?" Trixie was awake, her eye open, looking at me. And I suddenly felt her hand grab my hard morning wood, causing me to damn near jump out of bed.

Mary said "Ten-thirty, I'm surprised you're still in bed."

"Well, we went to the Reds game, it went into extra innings." I responded.

Then she asked, "Well, I was wondering if Trixie would like to go shopping today. She can fill us in on her new job and all."

Without thinking, I moved the mouthpiece from my mouth, and told Trixie, "It's my sister Mary, she wants to know if you want to go shopping with her today."

I knew I made a mistake, as Trixie said cheerfully "Sure, let me get a shower and get some clothes on."

She rolled out of bed, her bare bottom wiggling nicely as she walked out of the room. I didn't know what to say, until Mary said "Um, Joe? Where did she sleep last night?"

Okay, let's be truthful, "With me, she came in during the night and said she was tired of sleeping alone." Okay, partially truthful. She started laughing, and I said "Nothing happened, so get your mind out of the gutter, sis."

All she said was, "We'll be there in an hour.", as she then hung up the phone. What the fuck she mean we? I was thinking I was dead meat. Got out of bed, put on some clothes, and went about of doing my Sunday routine. Did paperwork, as I pay my employees on Monday. Then other business related things as well. Mary, Becky and my nieces showed up within an hour. I just sat at my desk in the dining room, and barely acknowledged their existence, as Trixie and them hugged and went on their way.

Oh yeah, not a word was spoken by Mary about the earlier phone conversation. That was a relief. And, I had six hours to myself, something that I had been missing. It's not easy being by yourself for years, then suddenly getting someone into your life. Even my cat isn't that much company. My cat that for the last week has preferred taking to sleeping with Trixie instead of me. Another damn traitor. Trixie got home at seven, and the others didn't even bother coming inside. One thing to be thankful for. She only carried in a few bags, and showed me a few new tops she had bought, as well as some pants. No lingerie this time. Don't know why she bought the other stuff last week, as it seems she enjoys sleeping in the buff anyway. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

She also called Mrs. Paff, and got her schedule for the week. She was to work the mornings of Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. So, she was to be busy. As it turned out, the week went real well. And I got use to her in my bed every night. And no, I hadn't tried anything, although I had to keep telling her to stop grabbing my tool. However, Thursday night she was in a funk. Rather moody and sulking. She was obviously not in a good mood, and at one point, I thought for sure she was going to yell at me for no apparent reason. A new side of her, what's up with this? Then, I got to thinking. Why do women get moody? And she had been so nice and all the previous two weeks. I smiled, yeah, PMS. Then, I got to thinking again, health care. Insurance. Does she know how to drive? Heck, I've never asked for a drivers license. And I know what the only license she's interested in. Thursday night we went to bed, and she climbed under the covers with me, and she looked like she was going to cry. Ah shit, I don't need this. But, being the idiot I am, I asked "What's wrong, Trix?"

"Do you love me?" she asked.

Well, my cock does, and it hadn't even been in her yet, as it was telling me it wanted to, what with it throbbing up against the round cheeks of her ass. Okay yah big dummy, do this carefully. "Well Trix, I'm not sure yet. After all, you've just entered my life. Love isn't something that comes overnight, you know." She sighed deeply, and I pulled her close. "Hey, how about we go see your folks this weekend?"

She replied loudly "No!"

I chuckled, "I wasn't going to leave you there."

She turned her head, asking "You sure?"

"You trust me?" She smiled, and I lowered my face to hers, and our lips met. Oh man, did they taste so sweet. My mouth opened, and we sucked the air out of each others mouth, as my hands moved up and I cupped her left breast. I knew where this might lead, and I was fighting my sex drive, as I broke the kiss, and laid my head down besides hers. My hand still firmly attached to her breast.

She said "Okay, I would like that."

I smiled, as I then nibbled on her ear, while my hand moved down to her crotch. her legs parted, and I eased my fingers into her slit. She gasped, and her body shuddered, as I brushed her large clit. I was surprised, as she turned her head, smiling at me. I kissed her again, as I rubbed her hard nub, her hips bucking gently, and a surprised look on her face. I slipped my forefinger and index finger into her tight, seventeen year old cunt, as my thumb took a position over her clit, all three fingers moving at once.

It didn't take more than two minutes for her body to stiffen, her mouth opened and a sharp gasp emitted from her lips, as suddenly I felt her body shake hard, and a barely audible moan, more like a whimper, came from her mouth. I covered her open mouth with mine, as she enjoyed her sexual high. I stopped kissing her, and raised my head. She had a smile on her face, and said "Wow, Joe. That was incredible! I've never felt that happen before."

Shit, all I did was jerk her off. I smiled, kissed her again, and laid my head back down, and wrapped my arms about her, saying "Good, now go to sleep. You've got to go to work in the morning."

She rolled into my arms, saying "I can't wait until you stick your big cock in me!"

I snickered, big cock? She mentioned before that I was bigger than her daddy, and her brother and her first lover Adam. I found this amusing, as I always thought I was an average American male in the equipment department. Just maybe reaching six and a half inches, although the pressure that's been building lately, it feels like seven, and about to blow the head of my cock clean off!

Morning came, and she went off to work, as did I. Once at work, I did some things around my office, and left orders on what was to be done the rest of the day, before I headed home early. I came home by ten, and started making phone calls. She got home just at noon, as I was hanging up with talking to Mary. She smiled, and came and jumped into my arms as I was sitting on the couch. I kissed her, asking "Feeling better now?"

She smiled, "I would feel a lot better if you rub my thing again like you did last night."

I grinned, "I'm sure you would. But we don't have time. You need to get a bag packed for you and me for our drive to your folks." She kissed me, and started to get up, but I stopped her, adding, "But first, we got to talk."

"Okay Joe, about us?" she asked, a little bit of nervousness in her voice.

I smiled, as I hugged her tightly, saying "Yeah, about us."

She had a pouting look on her sweet brown eyes, and asked "You ain't goina leave me there, are you?"

I laughed, "No, besides, what would I do with all those clothes you've bought?" She smiled a radiant, infectious smile, something I've grown accustomed from her living here for the past two weeks. "You'll be opening up a bank account today, I already talked to Angelina Paff about that and your work schedule."

"My work schedule? What about it?"

"I'll get to that. Also, in two hours, we go and meet Mary over in Kettering. She'll be accompanying you as you have a visit with her gynecologist."

"Why?"

"One, to give you a complete female physical. Second to get you on birth control. Then, we go to Pike County, as we have a court appearance on Monday morning."

"Why do we have to go to court in Pike County?"

"To formally legalize my guardianship of you. I need to do that before I can add you to my health insurance. Not to mention my auto insurance."

Her face brightened, "I'm going to learn how to drive?"

I smiled, "Yeah, that's why I had to talk to Angelina Paff. You start next week in driver training, two days a week here in Springboro. It's a short, four week course, and the place is a short walk from here. Oh, and you'll be paying for it, so you had better do well."

She grinned, saying "I will, Joe."

She leaned down and kissed me, and I said "Well, get a bag packed, I want to get that account set up. The bank is expecting us."

Things went smoothly. The account set-up took twenty minutes, even thought she didn't have any id. Since I was an account holder, they set it up anyway. She did at least have a social security number. And the doctors visit was entertaining to say the least. Mary went with her into the examining room, like a surrogate mother. Coming out after the exam, Mary had me join her at the receptionist, and she looked like she was going to burst out laughing as I took care of the bill. Then Trixie came out, after getting dressed, and we were on our way, after saying bye to Mary in the parking lot.

It was a bit after five when we left. We had dinner at Georgetown, and finally got to Pikeville at almost nine. The whole ride we discussed things, like her starting to drive next week, her job, and what she was wanting in life. Basically, she wanted me. I just smiled, thinking that this whole thing was not going as I had planned. Almost to Pikeville, she said "We better be careful as we drive up the holler."

I asked "Why is that, Trixie."

"Oh, Daddy gets a bit gun shy whenever he sees a car coming up the holler this late at night."

I about shit, as I then asked "Why don't we just get a motel for the night, and go on in the morning?"

She gleefully said "Okay!"

I quickly spotted a cheap chain type motel, and in seconds we were checked in. She went and showered first, then I, before I joined her under the covers. As I pulled her close, she asked "Joe?"

"Yeah Trixie."

"Are you really going to marry me?"

I kissed her neck, as the palm of my hand found her cunt, making her thighs part to give me access. "If you succeed in doing what I say."

I heard her sigh, then say "How long you think it'll be?"

"Until we're married? Oh, I don't know. Three months, maybe four. Maybe not at all, if you get tired of me."

"I won't get tired of you, if you promise to love me." She said, a bit defensively.

I pressed a finger into her hole, making her moan softly. I decided to change the subject, as I asked, "So, how did your doctors exam go with Mary?"

She giggled, "Mary kept laughing."

"About what?" I asked.

She took a breath, and said "Well, every time the doctor did something, I asked what she was doing. Shoot, I've never had a doctor do those things before to me. And that big metal thing, she stuck it in my birthing hole, and opened me up. That thing was cold, Joe!"

I had a heck of a time keeping from laughing, as I could just imagine naive Trixie getting a vaginal exam. "So she didn't see anything wrong?"

"No, said I'm clean." She sighed, "Heck, I knew that, I wash it every day."

My tongue's hurting again, "I'm sure you told the doctor that, huh?"

"Yeah, I did. And when she was feeling my boobies, I just didn't understand that. And she asked if I smoked and all, saying she was checking for lumps. Why shoot!" She put her hands at her nipples, as she went on, "The only lumps I got are my two big nipples right here. Couldn't she see them?"

Okay, she ain't going into the medical profession. "Trixie honey, she was checking for lumps that might be cancerous."

"Huh?"

My turn to sigh, "Cancer."

"Ohhhhh." She giggled, "Well anyway, it did feel good when she was feeling me. But not as good as when you do it, Joe." I buried my face into her shoulder, damn it's hard to keep from laughing. "Oh, and then she and Mary started asking me questions about my sex life. Of course, I told her everything." DAmn, that was probaby interesting, no wonder Mary was laughing. "And she, the doctor, she made out an order for me to take to the drug store, something to help keep me from getting pregnant."

"Yeah, Mary gave the slip to me." I'll tell her it's called a prescription at some later point in time. "I'll take care of it when we get back next week."

I felt her exhale, and her ass wiggled up against my throbbing cock. Wish she wouldn't do that! My finger was probing her sex, as she said "I love you, Joe."

I chuckled, "Love you too, Trix, now go to sleep." She giggled, and I brought my hand up and cupped a tit, and soon she was snoring away. I soon drifted off to sleep, wondering what tomorrow would bring. And the thought of her daddy, shooting at approaching vehicles coming up the holler, was a bit disconcerting.

I woke before her, and was getting dressed when she woke. She sat up, a big smile on her sweet cherub like face, as she stretched her arms above her head, her full breasts rising with them, making my cock groan as I took in the sight. Damn, will I make it until the wedding? Shit, now she's got me thinking of getting married.

We were soon checked out, and after a quick breakfast at McDonalds, yeah, I was surprised there was a McDonalds in this town too, we were heading down the road towards her folks place. After twenty minutes on the main paved highway, we turned off onto a paved secondary road heading off into the hills. And then, a gravel road, followed by about four or five miles later, turning onto a dirt road, which lead up into a hollow, following a scenic looking creek. At least, I'm sure it was scenic, as I was too busy looking out for old men pointing firearms at me as I drove along slowly at about ten miles an hour. The road wasn't in the best of conditions, either. Big enough mud holes to swallow my truck as I skirted them along the outside edges. She didn't seem to be bothered by them, a smile on her face as I drove along. We climbed higher in elevation, when she pointed to a two lane track, and said "Turn left there."

I did, noticing the mailbox at the entrance, a few bullet holes in it. We crossed a wooden bridge, one that I wasn't too sure about walking across, not to mention driving a large pickup like mine over. And after about a hundred yards, we made a curve to the right, and I drove the vehicle out into a large opening in the thick woods. A house sat up to the right, along with a bunch of old cars up on blocks. I noticed a barn to the left of the house, bigger than the house, actually. She wasn't kidding when she said the house was small. One story, maybe twenty feet across the front. Didn't look to be more than that much deep. Twin chimneys, one at each end. It was sided with clapboard siding, painted brown, same color as the barn. And a porch was across the front of it, with a heavy set woman, obviously her mother, and a few of Trixie's younger siblings sitting on it. And all had their mouths hanging open, wondering who the hell was visiting them. I saw the older woman say something, as I pulled up and stopped.

A short, thin old man stepped out onto the porch, glaring at me at first, but once he looked and saw the passenger, he smiled. Not a tooth to be seen. Trixie jumped out, as I slowly opened my door and stepped out. She was in the arms of her dad, soon joined by her mother, and I was really hoping for them to tell her to stay and not leave again.

No such luck, as she broke the warm embrace, and turned and looked at me, saying "Ma, Pa, this is Joe."

I made a half-smile, as I walked up the two steps, and extended my hand to her father, saying "Hello Mr. Kilgore, Mrs. Kilgore."

He took my hand, and gripped it tightly, and I chuckled inside, as her mom said "Hello Joe. Welcome to Kentucky." And 1884, I was about to add. "You two come on in, and have a cola." She turned to Trixie, "You spending the night?"

Trixie looked at me, and I shrugged, with me saying "We're here until Monday." I hadn't even paid any attention to anyone else, just her parents, as I followed them and Trixie through the open door. It was dark in the dwelling, and it took a short spell for my eyes to adjust. A lamp was lit to my right, illuminating a small ten by ten room. A few couches were about, with a fireplace and a television. Well, at least they have electric. And I quickly saw they even had satellite. Straight ahead was a opening through which I could see a dinner table and kitchen facilities. To the right was an opening, and I could see a small, double size bed.

And as I looked about, taking the sight in, Trixie was babbling away, telling them all about my place, as well as her job. I just smiled, wondering what the fuck have I gotten myself into. I eventually found myself on the couch, with her sitting up against me, and her ma on the other side of her, as all of her siblings, which she introduced but I had already lost track of who was who, had us surrounded. I felt like Custer.

Trixie did most of the talking, and I rarely said a darn thing. I did find the bathroom facilities, small building off the back, about fifty feet from the backdoor from the kitchen. Didn't smell as bad as I thought it would. As the day wore on, I was getting more use to the surroundings. Eventually I was on the front porch, talking to her Pa, with him asking me questions. Seems he's a coal miner, and is sixty-three. Trixie's mom is only thirty-nine. A year younger than I. I was a bit shocked at that, but what the heck. And I suppressed a chuckle, when he mentioned that he married a woman that was considered an old maid.

One thing about her mom, she sure can cook. I'm not sure what the meat was, but it tasted great. It could have been skunk as far as I knew. Oh yeah, the barn. Six pigs, two cows and a horse, plus lots of chickens. Just thought I would mention that. Anyway, her mom cooked a big ass meal, and it was delicious. I complimented her on it, and she smiled, telling her that now I know where Trixie got her great cooking skills. Yeah, so I'm full of shit. Not sure why I told her that, maybe I was hoping she would make Trixie stay on Monday.

As it turned out, no such luck. And the evening?! We all spent it, Trixie, her parents, and her nine siblings, watching television. I do have to add though, that Mr. Kilgore does have some fine home made liquid refreshments. Damn shit darn near burned my whole insides as it went down. He offered it to me as we sat and watched some movie. Trixie's older brother and I were the only ones besides her pa that even touched the stuff. And you just can't sip the stuff, you had to swallow it. Dare not leave it in your mouth for very long, either.

When the movie was over, Mr. Kilgore said "Okay you all, time for bed." He rose, and took Mrs. Kilgore's hand, and went on into the bedroom. I watched, amazed as everyone save the oldest boy followed, with Trixie taking my hand and pulling me along. It was a sight! As everyone stripped down to their undergarments, and climbed under covers. Trixie's parents on the bed, and everyone else on the floor on thin mattresses that they pulled out from underneath the bed. And the glare that Trixie gave her sister Betty Lou! I was starting to lay down, when her sister laid down next to me, a big smile on her face, as she was looking at my crotch. Needless to say, Trixie saw the look, and she laid down between us, staring her younger, horny sibling down. I heard her Ma chuckle at the events that just took place, as her Pa turned off the light.

Trixie was against me, and I kissed her cheek in the dark, as I tried drifting off to sleep. But not more than five minutes later, I heard it. The gentle movement of bedsprings, signaling Mr. Kilgore having a ride on the bed with his wife. Damn, Trixie wasn't lying! I heard Betty Lou giggle, and Trixie pulled my hand to her crotch. I whispered "No!" sternly into her ear, and she whimpered in protest. Fortunately, Mr. Kilgore didn't last that long. Maybe five minutes at most, as I heard him grunt and groan, as he obviously achieved his objective.

Trixie grumbled something, but I shushed her up, and we drifted off to sleep. Sunday I woke with her next to me, and her sister next to her. Actually, I woke to see her sister, her head laying on her right wrist, as she was staring at me, smiling. Oh shit, I don't need this. I woke Trixie up, and everyone else was soon getting around to getting ready for Sunday services. I had to draw the line somewhere, as I said I wasn't a practicing Christian, so I stayed behind as they all went to church, even Trixie, who glared at me as she left with them in the family van. A beat up Dodge with different color fenders.

Upon their return, Mrs. Kilgore and the girls prepared a fried chicken dinner. During which I spent more time with Trixie's Pa, as well as her older brother. It was interesting, can't really describe it, actually. Thank god dinner was soon at hand. The rest of the day was rather slow. And the night was a repeat of the previous night. Television, then bedtime. This time Mr. Kilgore didn't do Mrs. Kilgore. Or at least not while I was awake.

Monday morning we had a good, hearty country breakfast. Fried potatoes, very fresh eggs( I saw Betty Lou bringing them in from the barn.) and bacon. Then, it was off to the courthouse, Trixie, her parents and I. We seen the proper authorities, and eventually found ourselves in front of a judge, who asked us both some rather mundane questions on whether we agreed with this paper or not, then he signed it, saying "No problem, you're free to go."

After dropping off her parents, we started our journey home. Arrived in Springboro at five, and we went out to eat before we dropped off her prescription at the drug store. My nieces Deb and Alice called, wanting to know if Trixie wanted to go shopping, which she said yes to. So at seven, they were over and picked her up and headed to the mall.

Once they were gone, I called the store, and made sure everything ran smoothly while I was gone, and was happy to find everything was okay. I then went and picked up Trixie's prescription of birth control pills. Then it was time to relax. I showered and ended up sitting in front of the television. At nine, Trixie was dropped off and she came in, gave me a kiss, and headed for the bathroom to shower. I decided it was time for bed, and I don't remember a thing after laying my head down on the pillow.

Woke up to find her in my arms, as the alarm went of at four-thirty. She grumbled as she staggered out of bed, with me following. In forty minutes, I was heading out the door, giving her smiling face a kiss good-bye, and reminding her about her first class of drivers-ed once she was done with work. I returned home at seven. Long fucking day, and dead ass tired. However, after entering the door, my face brightened, as Trixie had a very nice meal prepared for me. I ate, showered, and we went to bed. She did tell me her drivers class went okay, and was looking forward to her next one.

Wednesday it rained, all damn day. Like all rainy days in my type of business, it was a slow day at work. I had my employees working on maintaining our equipment, which I naturally helped them do. I got home early, by six, and Trixie had dinner ready for me. You know, I'm starting to get use to this. At eight, Mary stopped and visited, and she almost blew it. I shot her a look, as she smiled my way, knowing that she almost did me in. The remaining three days of the week were the same, as was the weekend and all of the following week. And when I could, I made various phone calls, setting plans in motion. But when the following Saturday arrived, I was home by noon, finding Trixie just getting home as well.

Smiling, I took her in my arms, and we kissed. Each night this past week, she has slept with me, but all we did was kiss. Okay, I did play with her luscious tits as long as I was awake. And my fingers worked their magic in her cunt and on her clit, but that was about it. She's been holding my cock when she gets the chance, smiling as she inspected it, daring me to let her suck on it, I'm sure.

As we broke the warm embrace, I said "We've a party to go to tomorrow."

She smiled, "Good!" she exclaimed, "A party. Where's it at?"

I walked into the living room, and took a seat on the couch, as she joined me. "It'll be at the reception hall over on the highway. It starts at noon."

She climbed onto my lap, my right hand finding her tit, as it slid up underneath her blouse and worked under the bra she was wearing. She squirmed and giggled, as she asked "Do I need to bring anything along?"

I grinned, trying not to let on to something special is going to happen, as I said "No, just your sweet smile."

She rolled her eyes at that, then she leaned into me, giving me a kiss. "You're so nice to me, you know." she said.

Yeah, and to get nicer. But more niceness later. I kissed her cheek, saying "Let's shower and go out to eat for lunch."

She climbed off my lap, and I stood, and we walked down the hall. She went on into her room, and me into mine. Funny thing, she's been sleeping with me, but she changes her clothes in her room. She had yet to move her things into my room. Well, why not now. As I entered my bedroom, I hollered out, "Hey Trixie, why don't you bring your clothes into my bedroom and put them away."

I didn't hear anything, and then the sudden loud sound of drawers being opened and shut, as I started stripping my clothes off. In seconds, she was in my bedroom, her arms filled with her clothes, which she threw onto my bed. She then went to the tall dresser, and started opening drawers. Since she had moved in, she had taken to putting my clothes away. And I do have to say one thing, she is definitely organized. She had already arranged things so that there was two empty drawers in each of my dressers. But not anymore, as she started putting her things into the empty drawers. I sat on the edge of the bed, and watched her work, loading my dresser's up with her things, then hurrying off to the other bedroom, to return with more clothes.

She was done in thirty minutes, as she finished hanging her clothes in my closet. She turned and smiled, and then glanced at my hard wood. I saw her gaze, as I said "Come on, let's shower, then go eat." She stripped down rather quickly, not saying a thing, as she kept glancing at my firm cock.

We entered the bathroom together, as I said "Go on and get in, I've got to pee." She did as she was told, and as I waited for some firmness in my erection to subside, I heard her start the water up. After finally getting to take a leak, I turned and opened the shower curtain and stepped in. She was standing there, under the water, as it cascaded down her body, a big smile on her face. After wrapping my arms about her, we took the washcloths and helped each other get soaped up, before washing our hair, and then rinsing off.

Then, we got out and helped each other dry off with the towels, before going into my, I mean, our bedroom, and pulling on some clothes. Lunch was good, then I took her shopping. Now, I usually hate shopping, but I gritted my teeth and took her to the mall, where I helped her pick out about five different outfits, plus shoes to match, before we then went and had dinner at a chain restaurant, then we were soon home.

Once inside the house, I stripped down and pulled on a pair of boxers, and took a seat in front of the tube, ready to watch a college football game. Can't remember who was playing, as it doesn't matter anyway. I smiled, as Trixie came out, wearing that teddy again. Oh yeah, my pole was making a tent, as I smiled, saying "Why don't you get us each a beer, and come on back and join me."

She was soon back and curled up at my side, a beer in her one hand, and in the other she was holding onto the above mentioned tent. I took a sip of beer, and smiled, as I set the bottle down on the table next to the couch, and gently popped her right tittie out. She giggled and turned her face to kiss my lips as I kneaded her doughy breast. There was a bright twinkle in her eyes, as I moved down off the couch, and pushed her legs up and out. She was grinning as she took her hands and used them to help keep her legs apart, as I undid the snap of her teddy in her crotch. And there was paradise. A full camel toe, with a nice covering of finely curled pubic hair. I went face first into her snatch, licking her slit, as the lips of her cunt opened readily. They were turning pinkish in color, as I glided my tongue down to her hole, and reamed it. A soft cooing sound escaped her lips, as she said "Oh Joe, that feels so nice."

I was grinning, thinking that she hasn't felt anything yet. I eased a pair of fingers into her tight box, as my thumb ended up resting at her anus, feeling her tight anal rosebud twitching as her hips slightly bucked once my tongue circled her raised clit. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, as I started working her crotch with tongue, lips and fingers, plus a little bit of teething action for good measure. And when she came, I was surprised at how much girl juice she let go with, covering my face with her hot, tasty cum. Her chest was heaving big time, as I got up on my knees, lowered my shorts, and rubbed my cock up along her slit. Her mouth was hanging open, as her eyes were watching my pecker intently. She said "Oh god, Joe. Are you going to do it?"

She had a smile on her face, and as I leaned into her to plant a kiss on her lips, the head of my tool slipped on into her warm and snug cunt. She groaned, and her cunt felt wonderful! It actually felt like it was trying to suck my cock deeper into her, as my hands fell to her bare breasts, her teddy pushed down below them, and she hooked her heels into my ass, pulling me deeper inside of her. With long, hard strokes, I was pumping her tight cunt, and she was grunting as I felt her tight box getting even tighter, signaling another impending orgasm for her. And she suddenly stiffened, as she cried out into my mouth when it hit, just as I groaned as my cock let loose with a torrent of cum deep inside of her young body. I could hear my own heart pounding in my chest. My breathing was hard and fast, as I laid on top of her, kissing her neck, then moving to her cheek and then her succulent lips. They opened, and she moaned into my mouth as our tongues tried to tickle each others tonsils.

I stood up on my knees, and leaned back, my deflating cock slipping out of her hot, wet hole. She had let out a whimper, as I stood, and smiled down at her, my cum leaking out of her just fucked cunt and there was a sizeable puddle on the edge of the couch. I said "Come on, let's go get into bed."

She grinned as she bounced to her feet, and as we held each others hand, we went on down the hall to our bedroom. I was soon on my back, as she laid on top of me. Those big breasts of hers felt great as they pushed into my chest. We kissed and pawed each other, before she worked her mouth down my body and to my organ. I watched with a smile, as she swallowed my cum-coated cock and started sucking away. She was using her tongue rather well, as her mouth rode up and down on my meat, and it wasn't long before she had me rock hard once more. She climbed back up my body on her knees, raised her ass high up while holding my prick in her hands, before lowering herself down onto me. A sharp rush of air escaped her mouth, as her tight cunt accepted the whole length of my cock, her ass resting on my balls.

She smiled down at my beaming face, as she then closed her eyes, and started flexing the walls of her tight cunt. I groaned, enjoying the feeling, as she worked my rod inside of her. I reached up, and grabbed her pendulous breasts, and pulled them down for a good licking. She giggled, as I started teething her nipples. Each stuck out a good inch, begging to be suckled on, and I was more than happy to oblige.

My balls were tight, as I could feel my cock throb, enjoying the tightness of her vagina, as she began to rise and fall, bucking her hips as I started to gently thrust up into her. Her clit was brushing my cock, and she was trembling, as a good, soft cum raced through her body. I grunted, as my pecker spurted it's load, making her own body quiver as another cum rippled through her body. We were both spent for a short while, as she laid down on top of me, my hands pawing her round ass, enjoying the feeling of her soft, young skin at my fingertips. Our labored breathing was soon back to a normal pace, as I held her tightly, and rolled us onto my left side. She giggled as I kissed her lips, while my softened wood slipped from her paradise.

We didn't say a word, as our hands moved slowly over each other, as our lips left soft wet kisses over each others face and neck. She pushed me back onto my back, and sat up, and with a big grin, she bent at the waist, and took my cock in her hands and lowered her face. Her tongue darted out, licking the residue of our earlier fun, before she took me into her mouth, bathing my rod with her hot tongue as her nose pressed into my pubes. I sighed, enjoying her hot mouth as it worked my cock. I rally wasn't expecting another rise out of Mr. Happy in the near future. After all, twice in the last thirty minutes, quite extraordinary! So, I was amazed as my pecker twitched in her mouth. It started to slowly fill with the much needed blood, as she worked and worked on it. And ten minutes later, she raised her head up off my cock, her hands pulling on it as she looked at it. A look of happiness of doing a good job.

I sat up, and sat cross-legged. She crawled onto my lap, and guided her cunt to my post, and she moaned and closed her eyes as my tool filled her tight love box once more. She wrapped her legs and arms about my torso, as her tits pushed into my chest. Our lips met, we kissed and held each other tightly, enjoying the feeling of the union of our bodies. Her hips were barely rocking, and I could feel her tight vaginal muscles squeezing and then releasing my cock. It felt great, as I lowered my hands to her ass, and pulled her cheeks apart. I dipped the tips of both forefingers into her anus, and she jumped at the sudden intrusion. But the surprised look on her face turned to a big smile, as I probed her puckered brown hole.

I asked "Do you like the feeling of my fingers there?"

She shook her head yes, saying "Yeah, it feels, um, different."

I really had thought of taking her anal cherry, but thought better of it, as I said "Use your fingers on yourself."

She looked at me, somewhat surprised, but she brought her hands from behind my neck, and lowered them down between us. I played with her anus, as she played with her clit, our mouths locked together. It didn't take five minutes for her orgasm to come, as she screamed into my mouth, as I tried sucking her tongue into mine. My cock was throbbing, but I wasn't ready to cum. Hell, I had already came twice, and my balls were aching already from that. So I wasn't too sure about a third time. But it was definitely a good kind of ache, so far.

I rolled us over with her landing on her back, as I grabbed her ankles and pulled my knees up along side of her hips. It was a sight, her black-haired snatch and swollen pussy lips, with my red, worn cock stuck up her hole. And her breasts, round mounds of feminine flesh, with the biggest and brightest pink nipples that you could have ever seen. She had her eyes closed, her opened mouth smiling, as she was breathing hard. I could feel the walls of her cunt, as I started stroking my cock in and out of her hot body. It felt wonderful, and looked just as wonderful, as I looked down at where we were joined. My cock was covered with our cum, and with each thrust into her, some of my earlier loads would spurt out.

She opened her eyes and we smiled at each other, before I closed my eyes and went to pumping her hard and fast. She was moaning loudly, and it felt like her cunt was getting even tighter with the harder I was drilling her. It took maybe ten or twelve mintutes, as her next orgasm was the loudest yet, with her deafening scream about scaring the shit out of me. Her face was a bright pink, as were her breasts, as she writhed there on the mattress, like a stuck pig. I could feel the cum churning in my balls, as it started the quick trip up my cock, and with a loud grunt, I was finished, as she came again, her mouth making a slight whimpering sound, as she flexed her cunt, milking my seed into her womb.

I was totally spent, as I collapsed on top of her, each of us whispering nonsense into the others ear, with soft, kisses on the cheeks, neck and face. I had fallen asleep, only to be awakened by the slurping of Trixie's mouth on my sore cock. I glanced at the clock, and saw it read twelve-ten as I ran my fingers through her hair. She took that as a signal for her to climb on board, which she did, swinging her leg over my body as she held onto my staff, before sliding down on it with a hissing sound coming from her lips. She rode me to a good cum for her, before falling forward and laying her head on my chest. I hadn't cum, but I didn't need to, as I drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened by the soft bucking of Trixie's hips, as she kept my cock hard and in her cunt the rest of the night.

Morning light came, and she was still on top of me. I woke her gently, saying "Come on Trix, let's get cleaned up."

She woke slowly, asking "Why?", as she sat up, my cock still hard and still in her cunt.

I smiled, as I grabbed her melons, saying "Because, we've a big day ahead of us. We've the party at noon, and your family is going to be here sometime this morning."

Her eyes flew open, and a scared look came upon her face, "My family? Why?"

I laughed, as I easily swung my body to the edge of the bed, with her still stuck on my cock. "I invited them to the party, that's why." I stood, as she wrapped her arms about me, as I added, "Don't worry, I ain't letting them take you home with them."

She giggled, as she bounced up and down on my cock while I carried her to the bathroom. Once there, I lifted her up and off my cock, and she sat down on the stool, whereupon she grabbed my very sore cock, and started sucking away. Oh what the fuck, why not! I enjoyed her wet mouth, as she eventually got me to blast a load into her mouth. I watched, somewhat amused as her throat bulged while she swallowed it all. What a woman!

After a long, very warm shower, we exited the bathroom, just in time to hear the knock at the front door. I grabbed a robe, and answered it, finding her parents and siblings. They all came in, all dressed in their Sunday best (A sight to see, I couldn‘t even begin to describe it!) and after Trixie quickly finished getting dressed, she showed them around the place. She kept mumbling at how she wished she had known we were having company so she could have straightened things up. They did a good job of not saying anything about the party, thank god. My sisters Mary and Becky arrived at ten, and the look on Trixie's face when they showed her the outfit that they had gotten her for this shin-dig. A full length white dress. And a hat and shoes to match. They took her and her mom and older sister Betty Lou into our bedroom to do her hair. Still no clue.

At eleven, everyone left, save Trixie and I. She looked wonderful. That dress the girls picked out made her hour-glass figure look great, as it also pushed her well-endowed boobs up and out. So, at eleven thirty, with her still not having a clue, and with me dressed in one of my finest suits, we headed off to the party.

We arrived at the reception hall right at noon, as was planned. And upon entering, she was very much surprised to see the banner across the far wall, announcing congratulations to both of us on our marriage. She had a stunned look on her face, as people stood and clapped as we walked to the front table. She looked at me, and I turned and we embraced, with me saying to her shocked face, "Last week when we were in Pikeville. The judge married us. That was a very simple marriage ceremony, not an adoption."

The tears formed in her eyes, as she exclaimed "Oh my god!", before burying her face into my chest. I helped her to the main table, and guided her to her seat of honor, next to her beaming parents. Both gave their oldest daughter a hug. All of my sisters were there next to me, as I hugged them.

Well, it was a great party. Trixie was exuberant, and I was just smiling away. Yeah, I had been caught. But so what? It could be worse. We're still married, even after six years. But I'll never forget the moment at the reception, nor will my sisters, as Trixie and I were chatting away with them, and the conversation went to having children. Mary asked me if we were going to have any. But before I could say anything, Trixie replied, "Well, I'm on birth control right now. Although it's awfully hard."

I was as puzzled as my sisters, as Mary asked "What's so hard about it?"

It was my turn to be in shock, as she said "Well, I've been trying to keep those pills stuck up inside of me each morning, but no matter how hard I try keeping my pussy clenched, I have a hell of a time keeping them from falling out."

Our first child was born nine months after that weekend.

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