Author: Joe S. Theragman
Title: Ranch Hand - part one
Part: one
Summary: David wants to get out of the city and the advertisement for a ranch hand seems to be just the thing
Keywords: MF,Mgg,Fb,cons,inc,ped,oral



Title: Ranch Hand (MF, Mgg, Fb, cons, inc, ped, oral)

This is an erotic story depicting explicit sexual activity. If you are under the age of 18, or this type of story is in any way illegal for you to have or read, you must leave now!

This is an erotic work of total fiction. Nobody in this story exists and no part of it reflects reality. In this story, fictional adults engage in sexual activity with fictional children. There is no force or coercion as part of the story what-so-ever. If depictions of sexual activity between adults and children offends you, this is not a story you should read.

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Ranch hand – part one

“Needed as soon as possible – Ranch hand – compensation includes meals, housing. Monetary compensation depends on success of ranch.

You will be responsible for attending to the duties of a working cattle ranch including but not limited to, feeding livestock, building repairs, water well inspection and repair, fence repair, slaughter and dressing of livestock for our own use, help in garden, and a lot of predator control. The livestock mostly consists of cattle. We also have a couple of hogs for our own pork, chickens for eggs and meat, horses mostly for recreational riding. Skill at hunting is a MUST for above mentioned predator control. Reply to this posting and if I think you might be a candidate, I'll let you know how to find us and you can come for an interview.”

	That is what the listing on 'Craigslist' said. My interpretation is that the ranch was in danger of failing and they needed someone to work without receiving any money for compensation. It seemed right up my alley if I could do the work. You see, I retired from the U.S. Navy some time ago and am really fed up with the daily grind. This would be more in line with my personality but ranching is serious, grind you to dust, work at times.

	My reply was as follows:

“My name is David Mathews. I am 50 years old and a military retiree so I have an income but it is not enough on its own to live on in Reno. I am a country kind of guy at heart. I do have some experience with cattle and horses as well as small scale farming from my days as a teen in the Ozarks. I'm more than willing to put in all the work I can to get your ranch back on its feet. If you have more details you would like to share, I would certainly be interested or if you prefer that I come for an interview, just let me know when and where. My cell phone # is xxx-xxx-xxxx or just reply to this email. Dave.”

	Apparently, my email was good enough to spark some interest. The reply was short and to the point. Basically, it provided driving directions from Reno to the ranch located in north central Nevada. The interview was for 1PM the next day. It was 'signed' by someone named Emily. I replied that I would do my very best to get there on time.

	I looked over my stash of maps and found the exact location. Looking over the roads, I figured it would take a good four hours to actually get to the ranch but I also wanted to scout the area a bit before the interview. The ranch, if the BLM maps were correct looked to be three sections surrounded by huge areas of public land managed by the BLM. According to the email I got from Emily, the ranch house or headquarters was in a wide valley with a stream running along the eastern side then turning to run westward into the high desert.

	By 7AM, I had my old Bronco on the road. As usual, when heading out to remote locations, I had all the basics to camp if needed for as long as a week. You never know what trouble you might have and being able to camp and survive a good amount of time can mean the difference between life and death.

	By 11AM, I had found the ranch road but went past it to investigate the surroundings. For the most part, the land was covered in standard high desert scrub. The mountains to either side of the valley had a lot of juniper. A few stream beds showed that water was abundant enough to support a little aspen, cottonwood, and willows. There was no pavement within 30 road miles of the ranch road which was also just a graded, single lane, dirt road.

	I did my checking and still managed to turn onto the ranch road by 12:30PM. The road was not in very good shape and it took almost the entire half hour to get to the ranch but I did it arriving with ten minutes to spare. The ranch house and all the out buildings were shaded by large cottonwood trees. There was an older Ford F-250 4X4 parked in the yard. Pulling into the ranch house yard, I was greeted by a very large, and very noisy German shepherd dog. Though he had a vicious sounding bark, the vigorously wagging tail kind of put the lie to the implied threat.

	Dogs are some of my favorite people so I stepped out of the Bronco talking directly to the dog, “Hey buddy! You the official welcoming committee? Come on, come get petted!” I used a kind of high tone of voice and the dog only took a couple of seconds before deciding to make his way over to me. After allowing the dog a quick sniff of my hand, I reached toward his chest to start petting. The dog, sniffed around my feet as dogs do and I started ruffling his thick fur.

	The dog and I were in full enjoyment of me giving him a full body fur scruffing when I heard a very melodious female voice, “Well, at least I didn't have to come rescue your ass like the other fuckin idiots!” I looked up to see a very small woman walking toward the dog and I. I smiled at her and straightened up as she approached. The dog leaned heavily against my leg.

	As the woman approached, I could see she was in her mid twenties, maybe. “Hi, I'm David Mathews. I hope I'm on time and that making friends with your guard puppy wasn't too wrong.” I stuck out my hand and she took it in a firm grip in her little hand. “Well, David, I'm Emily Haverson. That 'guard puppy' is Duke but I mostly call him Shithead. Not good for much besides scaring off visitors. Like I said, you're the first guy coming out about the job that he hasn't bluffed into staying in his vehicle. Guess that means you passed the first test.” She was smiling as she said it.

	I did a quick once over. She was perhaps 5' 4”, very slender, great hourglass figure but darn small up top. I highly doubted she actually needed a bra but had one on under a somewhat thin t-shirt. Her bottom was nicely rounded and looked really good in her jeans. She had light blue eyes and dirty blond hair worn long in a pony tail that reached half way down her back. Emily watched as I looked her over and she looked me over at the same time.

	“Well, now that we have both taken a good look, how about we go inside and talk a bit. I got to tell you David, looking you over though, I don't see a lot of meat on your bones. Oh well, lets talk.” Emily led me into the house. It was just a very simple single story rectangular frame house. There was a living / family room to the left of the front door and a kitchen to the right. Emily led me to the kitchen table and that is where we sat.

	“David, would you like some cold water, soda, koolaid? That's all I keep around here to drink.”

	“Water sounds like just what I need. It may be early spring but it's already starting to get hot out there.” Emily got two glasses and filled them with water from a jug she had in the fridge.

	I took a sip. The water had the slightest mineral taste but was darn good. “You have a good well. This is good water.”

	Emily sat and asked, “What do you know about wells David?” She had a smile like she might be trying to lay a trap with a question only a country boy could answer.

	“Oh, I've tasted quite a bit of well water. Most of the time it's pretty good stuff but sometimes, a well delivers water with so much iron in it that it leaves an orange stain on everything. Some well water I've had was so loaded with sulfur you couldn't hardly drink it. My grand mother had two wells. One of them had the sweetest water you could want and the other, only a few yards away, was undrinkable. That was in the Ozarks of Arkansas.”

	“OK, so you do have some country experience but what experience do you have with cattle?”

	“Emily, I have to tell you that my experience is limited to small time farming in Arkansas and a year working for my uncle in Oklahoma. It's a lot different than it would be out here but cattle are pretty much the same critters no matter where they are. Pretty dumb and not much trouble if you go among them with a confident attitude. Also, I've been around a lot of the range cattle on BLM land here in Nevada. Mostly, they look to see if I am coming to feed them or if I might be a threat then lose interest. As for what kind of feeding they need out here, I haven't got a clue. I'm used to grassy pastures not this scrub they eat out here.”

	“OK, we can talk about feed later on. You mentioned you had some horse experience. Tell me about that.” She was still smiling so I figured I hadn't bombed yet.

	“I had a mare when I was a teen. Damn horse thought I was the best toy a horse could have but I leaned how to convince her I was the boss. I found that as long as you use a firm, kind, hand, horses learn to respect you and then everything goes pretty smoothly.”

	“Hmmm...OK. How about we go outside. I'll show you around a bit. There's a lot of work that needs to be done besides the basic care and feeding of livestock.” We got up from the table and went out the kitchen door. On the way out, I noticed some excessive wear on the door frame and pointed that out to Emily. She just nodded. Duke came trotting up and tagged along.

	Out back of the house was a large steel sided barn that looked like it was mostly used to store feed. There was a very large equipment shed that was also steel sided. Emily opened up the overhead door and I saw that it held a pretty old but serviceable tractor and that a full woodworking and mechanical shop took up the rest of the shed. “This is a good looking shop, Emily. Can't see that there would be much problem working on just about anything in here.”

	“The shop was put together by my man. He used the hell out of it all year long but it gets damn cold in the dead of winter! There's a kerosene heater somewhere that can raise the temperature several degrees but I could never stay out here more than a little while when it really gets cold.” I just stayed quiet.

	The next stop was a large pen that held one hog. Actually just a small one that couldn't be more than three months old. It came to the fence snorting and begging. I reached over and scratched its ears and the hog seemed pretty pleased.

	“You do seem to have a natural way around the animals so far David. Let's let the rest of the critters get the measure of you.” She led me over to another large pen that had a shed open on one side as well as four horses. 

	As we approached the pen, three of the four horses trotted over for a better look. As each stretched its neck over the fence, I would let the horse sniff my hand then pet its nose a bit then move to petting its neck. The fourth horse watched but remained aloof and at the other end of the pen.

	Emily grinned and said, “These three are attention hounds.” She pointed to each in turn, “That's Star, then Socks, and the light colored one is Blondie. The one standing off is Buster. They're all just American quarter horses but we like em. There's one for me and each of the kids. I get stuck with Buster since he's a bit much for a kid to handle sometimes.”

	“Well, Buster looks like he feels he has to be the big horse on the block. It's just a trust issue. He takes his good sweet time to size somebody up.” I had been around aloof horses before. Sometimes it takes a good long while before they get curious enough to make acquaintances.

	This is the first mention of kids though. “Emily, how many kids do you have? I'm sure they are a big help to you. Farm kids tend to be pretty responsible.”

	“I've got three. Two girls and one boy. My oldest is Janice. She's almost 12. Then there is Tabitha, she just turned 10. My son is John, he's 8. Yeah, they help a lot and they do the best they can but there are just so many hard, heavy, jobs that even all four of us working together have a lot of trouble with. They'll be getting home, well, off the school bus at the end of the road, before too long. Well, that's most of the tour. Let's go back inside and talk some more.”

	When we got back inside and seated at the kitchen table with fresh glasses of cold water, Emily started off the conversation, “David, I have to be very honest. It was the fact that you said you already had some income that made my decision to have you come on out for an interview. I really like your way around animals and you sound pretty confident but there really is a lot of hard, hot, heavy, work to do. Then, even if you are really up to it, I can't pay a dime in actual wages right now. We're flat broke for the most part. Just paying the utilities and basic expenses has us in a bad spot. My man had a small life insurance policy but we are running through that pretty fast.”

	“Emily, I'm not concerned with cash wages right now. You said room and board was part of the deal and that's good enough for now. How may head of mature cattle do you have and how many calves do you have this year?”

	“Well, I have two small herds. Each is 50 cows with a single bull. As for calves, we had 93 born but coyotes got 21 of those when they were only a day or two old. That's why I said we needed someone with hunting experience. Those coyotes have to be thinned out!” Emily wasn't smiling any more.

	“That leaves you with 71 calves. Not a huge number but maybe enough to get you through the year if you manage your money right. As for the coyotes, I can take care of a lot of them on my own but there is a money making opportunity there. If you are careful, you can let people hunt them here and charge for the privilege. I can help weed out the ones you don't want around your cattle with firearms.”

	Emily looked a bit confused but was smiling a little again. “People are willing to PAY to hunt coyotes? I never would have thought of that. A little cash coming in is better than none! How much would they be willing to pay?”

	I tried to think back to some of the hunting forums I had read. “I'm only guessing here Emily but I think $50 for a weekend would be about right. I'll have to check up on it to make sure though. The good thing about your location is that there are a lot of people from neighboring states who would love to have a good spot to hunt. For coyotes, they don't need to get a license.”

	“Well, I don't know if people would pay that much and I'm not too sure about having strangers around anyway. I'll keep it in mind. It's been pretty tough these last few years but so far, we've managed but I had to sell of a lot of the herd. We had almost 400 head at one time but I just haven't been able to keep up. I tried, I really did. But, slowly and year after year, I had to sell off cattle to make ends meet.”

	“Emily, I hope you don't take offense but just how long ago did your husband pass away?” I was under the impression that her husband had passed fairly recently but now I just didn't know.

	“Oh, he died just before my son was born. We were doing really well then too. He had this whole ranch in top shape and kept it that way. Now, we still have the land, over 1800 acres, but with raising three little kids, there was no way for me to get everything done that was needed. That's why I'm asking for help.”

	I made my decision on the spot. “Emily, if you'll have me, I think I would like to try to get your ranch back into good operation. The work doesn't concern me too much. I can get it done one way or another.”

	Emily chuckled, “Don't obligate yourself too fast! Let me show you the living arrangements first.” She got up and indicated I should follow. We walked through the living room to the back half of the house. There was a hallway running the length of the house with five doors, three along the hall and one at each end. All the doors were at least half way open.

	“We had planned to have one or two more kids so we have four bedrooms. The door here in the middle is for our one and only bathroom. I cleared out the bedroom on that far end for whoever I decide to be the ranch hand. Let's go take a look.” She led the way and pushed the door open. Inside was a large chest, a queen size bed, and a good size closet. Electrical outlets were on each wall and there was an overhead light. A window looked out the back.

	“It's not the biggest room, that one is mine, but the house is very well insulated and it stays warm enough in the winter. Summers can be a bit hot so keeping the window open is a good idea. Part of the agreement is that the kids and I take care of all the housework including cleaning and changing sheets and blankets as well as laundry.”

	As we started out of the bedroom, I pulled the door shut but noticed it wouldn't close and latch. Emily noticed and said, “One problem we have is that the house settled and not one of the inside doors latches. It's a privacy problem I guess. The kids and I are so used to it and we don't pay it much attention. I guess I'll have to keep on the kids to close doors as best they can, I don't think any of us have tried to close one of them since before my man died. If you really want to take this place on, I won't mind if you take the time to fix your door if you want.”

	“Well, that might need to be a priority of some sort. I'm not worried about my own privacy but you do have two little girls and I would hate to be exposing myself to them by accident.” I could just imagine me changing clothes and have her girls shocked by the sight of my cock with a morning erection.

	For the first time, I heard Emily issue a short laugh. “Oh, heck! If that's what bothers ya, don't worry about it too much. My rug rats are usually naked for the first half hour after getting out of bed. The girls know what a boy's little cock looks like and my son sees me and the girls nude every day. It's just the way it's always been in our house.”

	That kid of set me back a little. I know from my little experience at nudist resorts that I get a raging erection any time I'm around a nude female of almost any age no matter how young or old. I decided to be honest, “Ah, Emily, um, this is difficult for me to say but you have to know. I tried being a nudist for a time and went to nudist resorts in southern Cal. All but one tossed me out because I got aroused around every nude female who came close. All ages too. So, having me here could be uncomfortable.”

	That stopped her in her tracks but she looked inquisitive and asked, “Exactly what would you do when that happened? I mean, did you feel the need to have sex or go masturbate right then and there or something?”

	“No, it wasn't like some insatiable urge for sex or anything. I just got very visibly aroused. It was embarrassing and I tried to look elsewhere or go someplace until I got soft again. Sometimes the pool would be close and the cold water would do what I needed. Just because my penis won't obey my commands doesn't mean it dictates my actions!”

	Emily actually laughed, “So, a man who can think with BOTH heads! You're refreshing David! I can't think of one other guy who would have to balls to tell me that.” She glanced at her watch. “Speaking of rug rats, how about we jump in the truck and meet the kids at the bus stop. Their opinion counts here too you know.”

	Emily took me out to her truck. It was an extended cab model with little jump seats behind the main bench seat. Duke jumped right into the bed of the truck like he knew the routine. As she drove down the road, she pointed out various places that needed work and then at the main road, pointed along the fence line. “You see how the fence leans here and there? The old wooden posts have rotted out and I'm afraid that soon the cattle will just walk right through it. I managed to get a lot of metal posts and fence ties but haven't had time to do the work.”

	I guess we were back on the ranch repair topic. “If you have a post driver, it won't take too much time to fix the immediate problems then we can look to replacing more wood posts as needed. I think I can make sure the cattle stay where they belong. It's good that you have a cattle guard here instead of a wire fence.”

	“Oh, the BLM did that. They had a project funded and replaced almost all the main access wire gates with cattle guards several years ago. Here comes the bus, right on time as usual.” We got out of the truck to wait beside the road. Duke, jumped out too. I hung back a little since her kids had never seen me before.

	The bus stopped, flashing lights and all. The door was barely open before a young boy came barreling off and onto the road. He had started to run toward Emily but stopped short when he notice me. “Hey Mom, who's that?”

	Emily, with a slight frown, said, “John, first of all, that was a rude way to ask. Second, this is Mr.  Mathews and he might be our new ranch hand. David, this little hellion is my son, John.”

	I stuck out my hand and John came up to shake it, “Sorry Mr. Mathews, it's nice to meet ya.” I grinned at the boy, “No need to worry John. It's very good to meet you too.” The boy grinned.

	The next person off the bus was a very pretty young girl who looked to be on her way to being a pretty young woman. She was about 4' 7” or so, very slender, working on an hourglass figure like her mom and very small but noticeable bumps where breasts would soon be. Right on her heels, was a younger girl but just as pretty. She was not nearly as far along as her older sibling in the 'hourglass figure' department but I could see she had a start. I couldn't see any hint of budding breasts. All three kids had the same dirty blond hair as their mother and their eyes were the same light blue. The girls had long pony tails and little John had a buzz cut. Duke had run up to each kid in turn for a quick petting then jumped right back into the back of the truck. He was a very happy mutt.

	Emily introduced me to her daughters, Janice and Tabitha who shook hands with firm grips. Neither girl smiled but I could tell they were trying to study me without being obtrusive. In the truck, the girls sat in the rear seats and little John happily sat between Emily and I in the front.

	The ride back to the house was filled with Emily questioning the kids about their day at school. Grades, quizzes, and homework were discussed. John went on about some new game he and his friends had invented for recess.

	As soon as Emily had the truck stopped, Duke jumped out and after I got out, the kids all jumped out and headed off to the barn. “The kids know the drill David. First order of business after school is to take care of the critters. Jan feeds the horses and makes sure they have water. Tabitha feeds and waters the hog, and John has chicken duty. I didn't show you the hen house did I? It's behind the tool shed. All I have to do is make sure nobody gets hurt or fix it when they do.” We walked around watching as the kids took care of their chores. They all seemed well versed in just what needed to be done. I did notice that Buster, the aloof horse, came trotting right up to Janice for some special attention from the girl. She dumped a bucket of feed in the trough but the horse didn't get to eating until after Janice had petted him quite a bit. Duke tried to follow all the kids at once and was running from kid to kid trying to keep up.

	After the kids chores were done, we all went into the kitchen to talk. Emily sat me down close to her. The girls took chairs on the other side of their mom and John climbed up in his mother's lap. “OK, kids, David passed the 'Duke test' first thing. As for the 'horse test' only Buster decided to snub him but the others came right up to be petted and they approved. I talked with David a lot and he seems to know a lot but it could take a little time to get used to our ranch and us. I showed him the room and he says it's OK. How about it, should we give him a chance?”

	John gave his vote, “Yeah, we could try him out.” Tabitha said, “Mom, I guess if you think so then it's OK with me.” Janice was a bit more critical, “He looks a little old. Mr. Mathews, you really think you can do this stuff as old as you are?”

	I was chuckling but Emily jumped in, “Janice! That was rude! I already talked to David about that anyway. He isn't that old little lady! Besides, that just means he has a lot more experience with life that any of us have so that might be the best part.”

	Janice still looked unconvinced but shrugged her shoulders, “OK, I guess it's OK if he tries. He looks better than any of the losers that came by so far anyway. Besides, if Duke likes him, he can't be all bad even if Duke's a big old dummy.”

	Emily looked around at her kids once and asked, “David, how soon can you start? The sooner the better I think. If things don't work out in some way, I want time to find another hand before summer really hits us.”

	“How about right now? I mean, I have a couple changes of clothes in the Bronco as well as some other stuff. I'll need to go back to Reno for a couple of days but my rent is paid till the end of the month so that gives me three weeks to get rid of a bunch of stuff and move what I really need out here. I would kind of like to get on that perimeter fence right away.”

	“Wow. OK! I guess we can do that then. You're room is as ready as we can make it so why don't you go get what you need and put it away. John can help. The girls and I will fix us a dinner. I hope chicken is OK?”

	I smiled and said, “I have a rule about food Emily, I'll eat just about anything that don't try to eat me first!” That brought laughs from little John and Tabitha and even got a chuckle from Janice. “John, you want to help an old man get his stuff? Oh, and it would be a big favor if all of you would just call me Dave. All that Mr. Mathews stuff makes me feel older than I am.”

	John jumped down ready to go, “OK, Dave! It's sure gonna be good to have another guy around here anyway!” I guess he felt well outnumbered by all the females.

	I took John out to the Bronco to help. I rummaged through all the stuff and found extra jeans, shirts, and socks. I also took my laptop, camera, and toiletries. I made sure little John had enough stuff to carry so that he would feel useful but in truth, I could have gotten it all myself in one trip. He helped me get everything situated in the room.

	When I was somewhat moved in, Emily sent little John to take a bath before supper. I was at loose ends so I went out to take a look at the equipment shed while supper was being prepared. There were a lot of good tools all well sorted and arranged on the walls or in drawers. A wire feed welder sat in one corner and in an opposite corner was a gas cutting and welding rig. I checked the tanks and found that they were almost full. A battery charger / jump box sat along one wall.

	The tractor looked to have been well care for. I checked the gas and oil and found both to be adequate for now. Climbing up onto the seat, I put it in neutral, turned on the key and pressed the ignition. After cranking over a half dozen times, it fire right up. It started off running a little rough but soon smoothed out. In fact, it sounded really good for such an old machine. I let it run for about five minutes then shut it down.

	After closing up the shed, I decided to make another try at befriending Buster. Duke was along the whole time sometimes leading the way, sometimes lagging behind. All the horses saw me approaching the fence and the three I had already petted trotted up for more. Buster still hung back and just eyed me with suspicion and maybe a little jealousy at the other horses. I climbed into the pen and made a big show of lavishly petting and praising the horses in an attempt to get Buster to move closer. I stayed at it for a good 20 minutes but Buster refused to budge. Oh well, lots of time to work on him.

	When I went back into the house, Emily smiled and said, “Good timing! Supper's ready so go get washed up and let's eat before it gets cold.”

	Emily had cooked a good farm style meal. There was fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, fried okra, and gravy. Drink was good cold water. We ate and chatted. Emily asked about my Navy career and I told her the abbreviated version. The kids all seemed interested in my story of lots of overseas time and the four years I spent on board an oceanographic research ship.

	After supper, Emily sent the girls to bathe and get into bed clothes with an admonition to do their homework. John, who was already bathed and ready for bed went to do the little bit of homework he had. I was invited to try and find something on the tube to watch. Emily stayed to clean up the kitchen.

	I found a news station and watched that. It was difficult to concentrate though as the whole situation here at Emily's ranch kept crowding my thoughts. Here was a young widow with three very young children trying to make a go of it. Ranching is a full time job and with the scale they needed just to make ends meet, would require me to really step up to the plate.

	It was those thoughts that occupied my mind until I was abruptly brought out of them when I glanced up to see Janice and her little sister Tabitha appear in the door between the living room and hall. Both were totally naked, hair still damp from their bath. They stopped in the doorway for just a second then continued to walk calmly to the kitchen. In that little bit of time, I managed to take them in. Janice was on the cusp of blossoming into a young teen. She already had a bit more of hip flare than I noticed earlier. Her tiny breast buds were nicely forming cones with still very small aureola and pen point nipples. Her little pussy was still bald and only a little bit of labia extended past a vulva that had lost its puffiness. Tabitha at 10 was still flat chested but you could tell that there was a softness to her little breast areas. A hint of hip flare was there but she was still pretty much straight as a board. Her little pussy, also bald, had no showing labia but her tinny vulva wasn't the puffy kind of much younger girls. Both girls had very finely shaped legs showing that they got a lot of exercise.

	When the girls got into the kitchen, I could hear whispers followed by Emily talking in a normal tone of voice. It went something like this:

	Whisper, whisper
	“Well, I told him about that earlier so he's been warned.”
	Whisper whisper
	“I'm sure it will be OK. Did he say or do anything?”
	Whisper whisper
	“Well, heck girls, I guess he would look!”
Janice abandoned whispering at this point.
	“Well, he looked a long time mom. What's the big deal anyway?”
	“The big deal, young lady, is that he just isn't used to seeing two naked little girls just walking around the house! Don't worry about it. I'm sure he'll get used to it soon enough.”
	Tabitha joined in, “Is he gonna be naked sometimes too?”
	“I don't know Tabi. Maybe he will get comfortable and not worry about wearing clothes but I won't push it on him.”
	Janice wanted observed, “Well, if he does, that would be good because it kinda feels funny right now. I mean, if he's like the stupid kids at school and thinks people have to wear clothes ALL THE TIME even at home, it might not feel right.”

	There was a short period of silence before Emily finally said, “OK, tell you what. You girls wear, or don't wear, whatever makes you feel more comfortable. Dave will just have to adjust if he wants to stay here and help us out. I'm sure if it really bothers him to see us nude sometimes, he is old enough to know he can talk to me about it. Maybe, he'll simply decide to do things the same way we do anyway. Now, you two go get your homework done and then come out to say good night before bed. The kitchen is clean enough. I'm going in to watch television with Dave for a bit.”

	The girls trooped through the living room toward their bedroom. Emily followed but came to sit on the couch. I had a good look again at the girls and my cock acted just the way it always did upon seeing pretty naked females and was rock hard. I had no time to try to hide the obvious bulge in my pant leg.

	As Emily was getting seated, she looked over at me and her eyes did travel to my crotch. She giggled a little then said, “Well, you told the truth! Your cock is doing just what you said it would. Sorry! The girls didn't think ahead but just came out naked to the kitchen. I guess that must have taken you by surprise huh?”

	“Oh, yeah, it did. You told me that they are pretty used to being nude for some time in the mornings though so really, it shouldn't have been much of a surprise that they wouldn't bother with clothes right after a bath.”

	“Dave, the girls were a little worried about a couple of things. Janice was concerned that you kind of looked more than she was comfortable with. Both girls were wondering if you would join the casual nudity or insist on keeping covered all the time. As for your looking, don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll get so used to seeing them that you won't be staring much pretty soon. As for joining in with casual nudity of your own, do whatever you think is right.”

	“Darn it Emily, I hate that I made the girls feel uncomfortable. I'll make a conscious effort not to stare at all if I can. As for joining in, I like being nude but the girls would be seeing a lot of me very aroused I'm afraid. Maybe it's best I keep covered most of the time.”

	Emily chuckled and said, “Hey, if you need to look, then look! I told the girls you just weren't used to seeing naked girls strolling around. As for arousal, it would only be the fist time the girls would be able to remember seeing a hard human cock but keep in mind, they have seen the cattle mating so again, try not to worry about it. Just be yourself.”

	We chatted amiably for a bit. Little John came out in the buff and snuggled up on his mom's lap. I noticed that Emily's hand rested over her son's crotch some of the time. About 8:30, both girls came out in longish t-shirts. Emily gave all her kids chaste kisses on the lips and sent the entire brood off to bed.

	By 9, both Emily and I were yawning so we said our good nights. On my way to my bedroom, I noticed all the doors were wide open and made the decision not to try to close my own. I stripped down to the buff and walked to the bathroom to clean up from the day. Again, I didn't bother to close the bathroom door. After cleaning up, I brushed my teeth and went to bed. I fell asleep to the sound of the bathtub refilling and the local coyotes proclaiming their ownership of the land.

	I came awake slowly. There was just a hint of the coming daylight making it possible to see around the room a little. The house was very quiet. I got up, got my razor and headed, still nude, to the bathroom. After taking a good long piss, I washed my face and while it was still wet, began shaving. At one point, I noticed that someone walked past the bathroom but was paying more attention to shaving so thought little of it. On my way back to my bedroom to get dressed, little John rushed by me on a dead run for the bathroom. Passing the girls room, I noticed that they too were waking up and rubbing sleep from their eyes. I kept going. Once in my room, I dressed in jeans, t-shirt, and boots.

	The sight that greeted me when I followed the smell of bacon and coffee to the kitchen was Emily wearing only an apron at the stove and the kids, still nude, seated at the table. “Morning Dave! Have a seat and I'll get you a cup of coffee, your bacon and eggs are still working.” Emily smiled her greeting. The kids were already tucking into their own substantial breakfasts.

	Janice swallowed a mouthful of eggs the looked at me and asked, “Dave, how come you get dressed so fast? You can't do chores till after breakfast anyway?”

	Before Emily had a chance to admonish the girl, I replied, “Oh it's just a habit I got into a long time ago. Maybe you all can help me learn to be more relaxed, huh?” I smiled at Janice hoping I had smoothed things over a bit.

	“Speaking of chores, you kids finish up and go get it done. We only have an hour before I need to take you to the bus.” Emily was almost grinning at some inner thoughts as she said it. The kids did finish their morning meals and the next time I saw them, all were dressed and headed outside. I heard Duke bark a high pitched greeting.

	Amanda brought over two plates piled with eggs and bacon and a couple of slices of heavily buttered toast. Placing those on the table, she took off her apron then sat to have breakfast with me. After only a couple of bites, Emily broke out first in giggles then full fledged laughter. I looked at her and she must have been able to read the confusion on my face. She managed to suppress her mirth and say, “David, it's just funny that Jan decided to make an issue of you already being dressed. I think, she wants to push you into being nude. Don't worry about it! It was just kind of funny is all.”

	I had been drinking in Emily's beautiful body the whole time. She really did have an almost perfect hourglass figure. Her breasts were very nice “A” cup cones tipped with smallish aureola and little pencil eraser sized nipples that were standing proud. Her bottom was absolutely perfect! She had very well rounded and well defined ass cheeks. I saw that she shaved her pussy too and that just made the total package perfect.

	“It looks like, if the daily routine is to eat breakfast before getting dressed, maybe I should get in on it.” I stated.

	“Dave, don't you dare feel like you have any pressure! If you're more comfortable being dressed then by all means, get dressed!”

	My only reply was, “We'll see. Right now though, I think I should start the day. I was thinking I would load some of those posts on a trailer and take that and the tractor along the fence line and start getting the fence in order. Maybe later, I'll ride around the property to get more of the lay of the land and check on the cattle.”

	Emily and I finished our breakfast and she accompanied me to the equipment shed. Once there, she showed me a large pile of metal fence posts, a few rolls of barbed wire, another roll of heavy gauge wire to use in tying the barbed wire to the posts, and a 'come-along' for wire stretching.

	I hooked a flatbed trailer to the tractor and loaded it with the posts, wire, and tools I would need. Just as I was about to move out, Emily brought a gallon jug of water for the day.

	As I approached the fence line from inside the property, I saw the school bus pull up for the kids. All three of them looked my direction before getting on and gave a quick wave that I returned. As the bus turned around and rolled away, I got to the first rotted wooden post.

	The first section of fence was sagging badly so I went to the nearest major support section and hooked the 'come-along' to the top strand of barbed wire and the large treated post. Once I had it tight, I nailed the wire securely to the support and went to work on the next strand down. There were four strands in total and it took about an hour to get them all tight.

	I began driving metal posts next to the rotted wooden ones and attaching the barbed wire. Each post took about 20 minutes. About half the wood posts were shot and I had only made it a quarter way down this line of fence before I heard a vehicle approaching behind me.

	It was Emily in her F-250 coming out. Duke was happily riding in the bed. I looked at my watch and saw that it was a little after noon. I finished pounding the post I was on into the ground then went to meet Emily. She hopped out of the truck, Duke hopped to the ground and started sniffing around. Emily grabbed a small cooler out of the bed. “I thought you might like some lunch and maybe some cold koolaid. The fence is looking good Dave!”

	“Yeah, it's coming along OK I guess. I only have about a quarter of this one side done. Maybe I should make a run through of the whole property and see if there are places in more need and prioritize the repairs though.”

	Emily sat down in the shade of the truck and patted the ground next to her. I sat and she reached into the cooler and handed me a thick ham sandwich then a water bottle filled with cold koolaid. As I enjoyed the lunch, Emily said “That might be the best. I have a layout of the ranch so why don't we pack up this stuff and take it back. After that, I can give you the grand tour of the whole place.”

	I agreed it was a good idea and we chatted about basically nothing while I finished the lunch she had brought. When I was done, Emily helped put the tools back on the trailer. I drove the tractor straight to the equipment shed stopping a few yards outside to unhook the trailer. The tractor I stashed inside but the trailer would be fine where it was until the next day.

	Emily stayed in the truck and I climbed in beside her. Duke, who tried hard to miss absolutely nothing, had jumped out to tag along as I unhooked the trailer from the tractor and now jumped back in for the ride. “I'll just show you the roads, or trails, we have. There isn't really a road along the whole fence line so you'll be doing a bit of brush busting with the tractor.” Emily took off slowly along a road that led east toward the mountains.

	Just short of a mile later, Emily pulled the truck along a row of feed troughs. I couldn't see any cattle. “Let's put some feed in these troughs then I'll give the dinner call.” Emily smiled at me. Looking into the bed of the truck, I saw that there were two hundred pound sacks of feed pellets. I looked again at the slip of a woman and marveled that she had wrestled those large sacks of feed.

	Working as a team made the job pretty easy. We divided one bag of feed among six long troughs. Emily and I got back into the truck and she moved off about 100 yards then stopped and began a rhythmic honking of the horn. Soon, cattle came trotting over a small rise and headed straight for the troughs.

	I kept a running count in my head of cows and calves. There were 53 cows and 32 of those had calves tagging along. All the cows were busy at the trough when the bull came calmly strolling along then butted one cow out of the way as he took his place. “Old, Billy there is pretty calm but he does get pushy sometimes.” 

	“Well, a bull who is pretty assured of his place in life tends to be that way.” I observed. “I counted 53 cows and 32 calves. How about you?”

	Emily nodded and said, “Yep, that's my count too. It's good that you counted. That was another test I guess. We haven't lost another calf for a couple of weeks. I guess they are getting big enough and the cows aggressive enough to keep the coyotes at bay. There's a couple of these cows though that I may have to sell. They are getting on in years.”

	“Well, maybe this fall when you take your calves to auction, you can buy a young heifer or two. Actually it might be a good idea to buy several if we can. How old are your bulls and are they related at all?” Time to think of herd management.

	“Both bulls are about 6 years old now. I don't think they are related at all since we got them from separate breeders. I can look at the papers on them and give the breeders a call to make sure. You thinking that we can keep some of these heifers and just move them around so they don't commit incest?” Emily was grinning.

	“I'm just thinking of how you might increase the herd and get good calves from them. I couldn't give one hoot about their morals.” I grinned back at her. Emily gave a short laugh and we took off along the eastern edge of the field staying just beyond the rise to the mountain.

	We traveled through that field and a wire gate. Up ahead, I saw a stand of cottonwoods that looked well watered. Emily drove into the stand of trees and turned toward the mountain for a few yards before stopping. Right in front of the truck was a large pool of water. It had to be a couple of acres total.

	“Let's get out and look around a bit. The kids and I love this spot.” We got out of the truck. Duke jumped out and ran full tilt into the water and was soon happily swimming around. 

	“Emily, this is a great pool. You have water here all year long?” I asked. “Oh, yes! It's fed from a stream that is made up of several springs farther up the slopes there. This pool was blasted out of the bedrock shortly after the place was homesteaded in the late 1880's. The cattle use it when we have them in this pasture and the kids and I love to picnic and swim here.” She was looking out at the pool with a wistful look. “I'm afraid it's starting to get silted up though. It's not nearly as deep as it was when I was a kid.”

	I let her reference to how long she had lived here pass. “Well, we can probably get the silt out. It'll take some time but I think I have what we need to do the job in my stuff in Reno.”

	Emily gave me a look, “What do you have to do that job with Dave?” I smiled at her and said, “One of my pastime things is prospecting. I have a small dredge that I put together. It's only a two incher but over time, I'm sure I can clean out the pool. I might have to add in a hooka rig for air if it's deep though.”

	Emily looked back over the water, “You ever find anything with your prospecting Dave?” 

	“I found a very little from time to time. Nothing much to speak of but it's fun to get out and go on a treasure hunt. According to the BLM maps, there hasn't been any mining in this area though. But, that little dredge can move a lot of small material in a hurry if it's almost all just silt.” In fact, I had found a few decent deposits but that was when I was working other people's claims with their permission.

	“Well, whenever you decide to go get the rest of your things, go right ahead. I think you'll work out pretty darn good Dave. The girls were impressed this morning when they said they saw you walking down the hall nude. You might have lost a point or two at breakfast though. Let's get on to the other herd.” Emily gave me a mischievous grin as we got back into the truck. Duke, never one to miss any of the action, came running out from the pool and jumped into the bed before shaking off the excess water in his fur.

	Emily gave me the full tour. We fed the other bag of fed to the second herd and took a count. There were 48 cows and 39 calves in this one. Again, Emily commented that she hadn't lost more calves. The bull here was more sedate in getting to the feed trough and Emily told me his name was George.

	On the way back, I asked, “How often during the summer do you feed hay Emily?” 

	“Oh, about twice a week I feed a little hay. We still have some alfalfa in the barn and I try to feed two bales twice a week to each herd. It may not be enough to build up a lot of fat but it keeps them pretty healthy when it's added to the pellet feed. In the winter, I increase the feed a lot. Two bales daily and pellets every other day. If the snow gets really deep, I give even more of both. The water tanks have been taking care of themselves the last few years. Water comes through pipes that are tapping springs in the hills. No need for well pumps that way.”

	We headed back and Emily drove past the ranch house. “It's close to time to meet the school bus. Might as well go along so I can introduce you to the driver. I may ask you to pick the kids up from time to time.” Emily looked at me. “I think I can do that easily enough.”

	We chatted about ranch details until the school bus pulled up. Emily led me over to the door as her kids piled off. Little John was wearing the same jeans, t-shirt, and boots he had on in the morning but the girls had both changed into little sun dresses and looked very cute. The driver was an older lady who seemed friendly enough. She said it would be no problem for me to pick up the kids as long as Emily said it was OK.

	Duke met the kids and they were all giving the happy dog pets when Emily and I turned around. Janice was bent over Duke facing my direction and I got another good look at her tiny buds. That caused my cock to start stirring so I looked away quickly.

	On the way back to the house, Emily questioned the kids about school like she had the day before. John didn't have any homework. Tabitha just had her spelling words to write out but Janice had a bigger problem. “I have to do a web page Mom. The teacher said we have to do one like what is in our book for computer class.”

	Emily looked concerned, “Honey, I don't know anything about that stuff! Does the book tell you how or did the teacher show you how?”

	“The book has it all in there but it doesn't make much sense to me! The teacher did show us how a couple of times but it still doesn't make sense. All those codes! They just don't seem to mean anything!”

	I butted in, “I've made a few web sites for other people and myself. Maybe I could help out a little.”

	Janice looked suspicious, “Dave, you really made a whole web site? Not just a page? I thought you were just a worker.”

	I chuckled, “Janice, I sometimes take an interest in something and then I just feel I have to learn about it. I'll show you one of the web sites I made just to show you I did it.”

	Emily was smiling again, “That sounds like a great deal to me! Maybe Dave can help you out after your baths. How long do you have to get this web page done honey?”

	“Well, we have till Monday. That's two nights and two whole days I guess since it's only Thursday now.” Janice still looked like she didn't believe me about my experience.

	When we got to the house, Emily sent John to get his chores done and told the girls to change their clothes then do their own chores. I busied myself getting things ready for more fence repair tomorrow.

	When Janice brought the bucket of feed for the horses, I walked up to the fence and just stood several feet down from the feed trough. Again, the three mares came right up but Buster, the gelding, hung back. I just stood where I was. It was a test of wills. Buster gave me the eye, snorted, then slowly walked toward the feed trough keeping a wary eye on me the entire time. I didn't make any sudden moves but just stood comfortably.

	Janice watched the whole time. While the mares happily munched, Buster would lean in and get a mouthful and then jerk his head up to give me a belligerent stare while he chewed his food. This went on for the entire time until all the feed was gone. All the horses stayed at the fence long enough to allow Janice to give them some personal attention but as soon as she walked away, Buster hightailed it, kicking and snorting, to the back of the horse pen then turned to stare at me as I petted the mares. He wasn't ready to give in just yet.

	I kept petting the mares hoping that Buster would get jealous and come on over but stopped when I heard delighted squeals and laughs behind me. When I turned around, I saw that all three kids were using a ball to play 'keep away' with Duke. It looked to be a rather rough version too! One of the kids would toss the ball to one of the other ones and Duke would run flat out at the kid with the ball. Just before he would get to the kid, he or she would toss the ball to another one.

	Pretty soon, Tabitha missed a catch and Duke pounced on the ball and now it was the kids chasing the dog. Emily was sitting in the shade cheering on Duke, “Go Duke go!” I soon found out why! Duke managed to find himself in a corner and all three kids tackled him! Duke managed to squirm out of their grasp but no longer had the ball. He seemed to be the happiest dog in the world and was right back in the game. Dog and kids all seemed to have boundless energy but after almost half an hour, Duke ran over to Emily and laid in her lap happily panting hard. That seemed to signal the end of the game.

	Supper that night was roast beef with carrots, pinto beans, rice, and gravy. The girls chatted easily about friends at school and a few 'enemies' who were obviously stupid. John wanted to know some more about my time in the Navy so I told a couple of the very few 'G' rated sea stories I had.

	After supper, Emily sent all three kids to get bathed and do whatever homework they had and I ensured Janice that when she was ready, I would help her out on her web page assignment. Instead of sitting in front of the television, I decided to have a smoke outside. It had been over a full day since my last cigarette. Using the can of tobacco I had in the Bronco, I rolled up a good one and sat on the front porch to enjoy it.

	I had re-lit the home rolled cigarette the third time, tobacco without additives tends to go out, when Emily came out to sit beside me. “I didn't know you smoked Dave. You don't have to suffer through nicotine fits you know. Light up outside any time you like.”

	“Oh, I only smoke five or six a week now days anyway. It's taken forever but I managed to go from being a three pack a day smoker to this. I should just go ahead and quit but sometimes I just have a real urge.” Actually, I had felt the urge ever since the night before when the girls had all trooped through the living room completely naked and again this morning at breakfast. I was still pretty nervous about the whole thing.

	“Well, just don't think you have to quit on our account. Anyway, I came out to let you know that there should be plenty of hot water if you want to jump in the tub.” I could only guess that I had to smell a whole lot worse to Emily than I did to myself after a full day in the heat.

	I finished my smoke and after breaking apart the butt, went inside to get my bath. Emily had stayed on the porch saying she wanted to enjoy some of the evening. I went to my room and stripped off my clothes and walked down the hall. As I passed John's room, I saw he was playing with his toy trucks on his floor, naked. Passing the girls room, I glance in to see that both girls were at the computer, also naked.

	I ran a very hot bath. I could tell that age and not being used to so much physical labor meant my muscles would need a good hot soak. I had only been soaking for a couple of minutes when Janice came strolling in, still naked. “Dave, what's the name of that web site you made?” I tried not to look like I was staring but my cock had ideas of its own and with the hot water helping, got hard as a rock in an instant.

	“If you bring me a pencil and paper Janice, I'll write down the URL for you.” She walked out and quickly returned to hand me the paper and pencil. I wrote it down and as I handed the paper back to her I noticed that she had her eyes on my cock. “Here ya go. If you scroll all the way down to the bottom of the first page, you'll see my copyright notice.” She looked up at me, smiled a little and took the paper before going on her way.

	I soaked a little longer then got busy washing. By the time I felt clean again, my cock had deflated enough that it was just long and fat but not hard. I let the water out of the tub as I dried off then headed to my room to put something on.

	As I passed the girls room, Emily, sitting between her daughters in front of the computer, turned and said, “Dave, this is a good web site. You feel like showing me and Janice a few things now?”

	Emily was looking at me expectantly. Janice and Tabitha both turned to see if I would come on in to help. I was in a bit of a quandary as I could feel my cock starting to stir. I decided that the only thing to do was act as if nothing abnormal was going on so I went in and stood by Janice's shoulder.

	Janice opened her book to a marked page and said, “We have to make one that looks kind of like this.” She showed me a simple page that had one left aligned image and text that wrapped around it . By now my cock was fully erect and sticking out. Emily and both her girls noticed but said nothing.

	I started explaining the basics of web pages and HTML to Janice trying to put explanations of the few HTML codes she would need into plain language. About five minutes into it, Emily said, “You guys keep working. I'm going to get washed up. Dave, you take my chair so you don't have to stand bent over like that.” She got up and smiled and nodded to the chair. So, I sat.

	Pretty soon, I was more engrossed in helping Janice with her project. We worked on understanding a lot of the HTML header that every web page needs then went into finding images on her computer we could use for the page. My cock stayed very hard the whole time as I kept glancing at each of the naked little girls as opportunity presented itself.

	Emily came in nude and stood behind me. I guess we had been at it for a good half hour. Janice asked, “Does it have to be one of these pictures on the page? Can I use one of our own pics?”

	“Janice, you can use any photograph or drawing you can get onto the computer. All we have to do is make it the right size and that's easy to do with just your 'paint' program. I'll show you how.”

	Janice shuffled through some DVD's she had on her desk. The only portion of the computer system on the desk was the keyboard and CRT. The actual computer was on the floor in front of my legs. She found the DVD she wanted and before I realized what was happening, leaned over my lap to put it into the computer. That little action brought my cock into brief contact with her chin, underarm, and little boob and was almost more than I could handle.

	Emily snorted and snickered a bit then rubbed my shoulder but stayed right where she was not actually saying anything. Janice seemed to not have noticed at all and soon had a photo of the ranch house selected. It was a large JPG and had to be re-sized. Step by step, I led her through bringing the photo up in paint and using the 'scale' function to shrink it down to the right size.

	Once we had the photo just right, Janice said she wanted to re-size a few more pictures just in case she wanted to try those in the web page. Emily said, “OK, Jan, why don't you do that for tonight and then get to bed. Dave and I can go watch the late news for a bit.”

	I gladly got out of the chair! Emily grabbed my hand and led me into the living room. As soon as we sat down, I could tell that she was trying hard to keep from laughing out loud. It was all she could do to turn on the television with the remote. As the news came on, she did her best to whisper, “OH shit! That had to be the most inventive way I have ever seen for a girl to cop a feel in my life!” I thought she was going to fall off the couch she was silently laughing so hard.

	I had no idea what to say so I stayed silent, always the best thing when you don't know what to say. Soon enough, Emily managed to calm herself and wipe the tears from her eyes. “Dave, I'm sorry! I saw it happening and didn't make a move to stop it. I was so surprised! For a second I thought she would actually brush her lips across your cock! Oh this is too rich!”

	“You're not a little angry? I mean I was sitting there hard as I am now and I didn't even try to move out of the way.” I had been sure that she would have been really insulted or something.

	“Oh Dave! She was checking you out the whole time. Besides, you didn't have time to move!  I just hope it didn't embarrass you too much.”

	“No, I can't say I was exactly embarrassed. Scared shitless maybe but not actually embarrassed.” I was scared too. The law takes a real dim view of kids touching a man's cock even if he had nothing to do with it.

	“Scared? What the heck do you have to be scared about?” I guess Emily couldn't see it.

	“Emily, if she were to tell one of her friends that she got to feel a man's hard cock, the law would be all over it no matter how it happened. The district attorney's just LOVE this stuff. It's that kind of thing that gets them re-elected and even if I had been in a coma and Janice had taken advantage to do it, they would turn it into 'man molests girl' and send me off for years in a prison.” That is actually very close to true these days! According to the law, there is no such thing as innocent or even consensual sexual contact between any adult and any kid.

	Emily thought it over a little and said, “I'll talk to the girls and John. I let them know how serious it could be if they told and then I'll make damn sure they don't do anything like it again since you feel so strongly that it's wrong.”

	Well, that was not exactly what I meant. “Emily, I don't feel Janice did anything wrong at all. I can't blame her one little bit and in 'my' perfect world, kids would simply be able to touch or caress whenever they felt like it with anyone who felt the same way no matter what ages the two were. It is the idiotic laws and attitudes that I think are wrong.”

	Emily gave me a kind of 'one eyed' squinting look, “Huh? Maybe we should talk a bit about that stuff. Feel like laying out just what you feel is wrong or right when it comes to this kind of thing?”

	Well, here it was, time to lay out my views. “I'll try. First and foremost, in my view, when it comes to any kind of sexual contact or activity, or even close to that, any force or coercion is flat wrong and amounts to assault. If it is between an adult and a child, then it's doubly wrong! As for consensual sexual, or almost sexual, contact between adults and kids, it's against the law but I don't feel it is all wrong.

	“Kids do get curious. It always happens at some point and they always try to satisfy that curiosity. In 'my' perfect world, the parents would satisfy the child's curiosity in an age appropriate way. At the very least, the child should have a very caring and unselfish adult for the purpose of sexual education but that adult should NEVER go beyond what the child is asking for and maybe not go as far as the child thinks she, or he, wants to go. For example, Janice was curious about how my cock felt, at least I think that is what she was curious about, and she didn't think she could just come right out and ask to feel it so she invented a way to satisfy that curiosity. I recognize it for what it is and it's fine with me so far.”

	Emily smiled slightly and asked, “What if I hadn't been in there and she had come right out and asked to feel your cock, Dave?”

	“I would have told her 'not right now' and then talked to you about it! You're the mother here. I'm actually a stranger in the house still and there isn't any way I would just do that.” I wanted her to know that I have real morals and keep the safety of her kids in mind and her feelings as a mother.

	Emily was on a question kick, “Well, what would you have done if I hadn't been there when she snuck in her little ruse to cop a feel?”

	“Pretty much what you saw me do but I also would have told you about it the first good chance I got. I feel very strongly about parents being intimately in charge of their kids sexual education and early experiences!”

	“OK, Dave, I can actually agree with your attitudes but since you think I should be in charge of my kids sexual education, just how slow or fast do you think I should be teaching them and how far should it go?” Now, Emily had a wide smile on her face.

	I wasn't to sure just how serious she was being now but I answered truthfully, “I think you would be the absolute best judge of both of those things. I'm sure you are good at reading your kids and can have a good idea of what they are curious about. As for how far parents should go with their kids, if the kids want it, eventually all the way to full sexual intercourse.”

	Emily looked a little thoughtful, “Hmmmm...interesting. Hey, I'm tired. How about we hit the hay and maybe we can talk more tomorrow huh?”

	I allowed that getting some sleep was a great idea. Yes, I was a bit tired but I really needed to jack off! We said our good nights and went to bed.

	I actually felt the need to jack off three times before I could get to sleep! You see, first was the vision of Janice leaning down toward my hard cock, then came the vision of Emily sitting there in the nude as we talked on the couch, and finally, the fantasy of she and I being the sex educators of all her kids! The sheets were an absolute mess but I decided that I wouldn't worry about it unless Emily said something about it.

	The sounds of panicked chickens woke me from a sound sleep. I only took time to shove my feet into my boots and ran 'hell for leather' out the kitchen door. Just as I turned toward the back of the house, the sounds changed to those of a major dog fight in progress. By the time I had rounded the back of the house, I heard the high pitched ki-yi of a canine in serious pain and fear then all was quiet.

	As I tried to look into the darkness, Emily came up beside me with a flashlight. She was only wearing a pair of flip-flops. I took the flashlight and said, “Just stay here close to the house, I'll see what I can find.”

	I walked to the chicken coop. There was a large section of the fence that was torn up but I couldn't see any dead chickens and none running around loose. They all seemed to have gone back into the chicken house. I went into the coop and closed the door to the little chicken house to keep them in until morning.

	“What did you find Dave?” Emily was still at the corner of the house looking anxious.

	“It looks like something broke through the fence but didn't manage to grab any chickens. I think Duke managed to put a stop to whatever it was. I didn't see him anywhere though.”

	Emily started to call, “Duke! Here Duke! Come her boy! Come on Duke!” As we both looked out toward the desert, Duke came running back and came to a skidding stop at Emily's feet. Emily grabbed his collar and we led Duke into the kitchen where all three kids were waiting, just as naked as they could possibly be, with the kitchen lights on.

	Once we got the dog inside, my first impression was that Duke was very happy and feeling highly proud of himself! We did see blood on his snout but after looking him over very well, couldn't find so much as a scratch in him.

	As the kids fussed over their dog. I observed, “Looks to me like Duke beat the heck of whatever it was! He might have even killed it from the blood on his snout.”

	Emily stood up from petting the pup, “It was probably another damn coyote! They all have pups to feed this time of year and I bet those chickens are just too tempting. Guess they didn't figure on meeting up with Duke! He really is a tough mutt and only a little over a year old at that.”

	The kids, Emily and I fussed over Duke a bit longer. He, of course was happy to bask in the attention. Emily then told her brood that we all needed to get to bed and let Duke back outside. As the kids were again saying good night to their mom, Janice gave me a smile and said, “You sure got out there fast Dave. Good night.”

	I walked beside Emily on the way back to bed, “I'll fix the chicken pen fence first thing in the morning. For now, I have the door shut so they should be OK. Maybe tomorrow evening, I'll see about some predator control if you have a rifle I could use.”

	We stopped in the hall and Emily said, “Well, the kids each have a .22 rifle and I have a .223 that my man used to hunt with. You can use any of those you like.”

	We both went to our separate bedrooms. I lay awake for an hour or so before dropping off to sleep.

	It was difficult to wake up. I knew that I had slept later than normal as I could hear noises in the kitchen already. Getting out of bed, I made my way, nude, to the bathroom for a good morning piss and then shave and teeth brushing. After my morning cleanup, I almost went to get dressed then remembered the morning before and just put my toothbrush and razor up and went toward the kitchen.

	The scene before me in the kitchen was exactly like the morning before. All three kids finishing their breakfast in the nude and Emily only wearing an apron to keep hot grease from burning her as she cooked. Everyone looked up and cheerily said “Good mornin, Dave”. I returned the greeting with a smile of my own. Try as I might, I could not keep my eyes off of Janice, her little sister Tabitha, or Emily when she came into view and my cock was soon as hard as a rock.

	The girls noticed and so did Emily when she came over to put a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of me. Though they all obviously looked, no one said anything so I thanked Emily for the big breakfast and tucked into it as she set a cup of steaming coffee in front of me.

	The kids finished up before I was half way through my meal and trotted off to get dressed for their chores. Emily sat and joined me to eat her own breakfast. Between bites and sips of coffee, I told Emily, “I'll get right on that chicken pen and go look around to see if Duke killed the critter or just hurt it and ran it off. If it was a coyote, he probably only got a good piece of it and it ran off. The fight didn't last long enough for much more than that.”

	“That sounds good Dave. Before we got Duke, and he grew up, coyotes or badgers would break into the chickens about once or twice a month! He's a great dog! Worships the kids and is totally protective of everything around the house. I kind of worry about him because sometimes he just goes off into the desert on his own. I have no idea what he does out there!”

	I laughed, “Farm dogs need diversion! They know they can't chase the animals like chickens, horses, or cows so they go looking for other things to chase just for the fun of it. He probably just sniffs out a jackrabbit or two for a good run then if he is really lucky, get to chase the occasional deer or antelope. I bet when you call, it only takes a few minutes before he comes home at a dead run though.”

	“Yeah, that's true! He never seems to be very far off because he gets here really fast when the kids or I go out and call him. Damn dog never seems to get tired!”

	I finished the breakfast and coffee and after again thanking Emily, got going with my day. Dressed in my last clean set of clothes, I went straight to the chicken pen to get a better look at the damage. The chicken wire was actually in good shape but had been pushed up from the bottom.

	I got six new metal fence posts and the roll of heavy gauge wire as well as pliers and cutters from the trailer. Getting back to the pen, I chose locations for the new posts and drove each on into the ground. Once that was done, I re-stretched the chicken wire and secured it to the new posts. I used the heavy gauge wire to reenforce the bottom edge and also strung the wire all around the pen at two more places evenly spaced up from ground level and secured the chicken wire to that. The addition of the posts, two on each of three sides of the pen, would add a lot of protection but the addition of the heavy gauge wire would make it almost impossible for anything the size of a badger or larger to get into the chickens. Once that was done, I opened the chicken house and let the birds out. They wasted no time going for a drink then pecking at the feed little John had scattered during his morning chores.

	It was lunch time by the time I finished the chicken pen so I went into the house. Emily was fixing a big turkey sandwich and bowl of soup as I walked in. “I took a peek at the work you were doing. Looks like you turned the chicken pen into a fortress! Have some lunch and I'll get the rifles out so you can take your pick and that one will be yours to use any time you like.”

	By the time I had finished lunch, Emily had all four rifles lined up leaning against the wall next to the front door. I saw right off that the kids rifles were Marlin model 60, semi-automatic, .22 caliber and not really suited for coyote sized targets. Besides that, they were iron sights and my eyes just are not that good any more even with glasses. The other rifle was a simple Remington bolt action .223 caliber but it had a 2-9 power variable scope. I picked that one up along with the two boxes of shells and went outside.

	I measured a 100 yard range. It wasn't ideal because I would be shooting over open ground but I knew that the cattle were in pastures to either side of the direction I would be shooting. I set up a cardboard box up as the target and drew in the 'bulls eye' with a marker I had in the Bronco.

	Once I had my target ready, I loaded the magazine of the rifle with it's maximum of five rounds. Sitting on the ground kind of sideways to the target and my knees up, I braced the rifle on my left knee and put the cross hairs dead center of the black bulls eye and squeezed of a shot. It hit the box but was high and to the right. I didn't make any adjustments but fired the remaining four rounds making sure I sighted dead center of the bull every time.

	Checking the target, I saw that the group of shots had hit in about a 1 ¼ inch center to center group. Not great but usable. The group center was about 1 ½ inches high and ½ inch to the right. I got back to my shooting position and before loading up again, adjusted the vertical adjustment 6 clicks down and the horizontal two clicks left. Most scopes adjust ¼ inch for each click at 100 yards. I loaded the rifle again and fired off five more shots. Sure enough, this group pretty much obliterated the bull so I was satisfied and took the rifle back in the house.

	“Emily, this one will do just fine. It's got a nice scope and groups well enough. The .223 rounds you have will put down anything around here, up to and including antelope. Where should I put it?”

	“Just put it in your room Dave. I never used it myself. The kids keep their rifles in their rooms and sometimes they go out to shoot cans or even try for a jackrabbit in the winter. They wanted to go out and hunt the coyotes but I wouldn't let them! I just pictured three little kids and a pack of those darn things in the same area and that is more than I can handle!”

	I chuckled and said, “Well, if Duke went with them, they probably wouldn't eve see one but if they did, that pup would show it who the boss is. If they really want to try it out though, I think I could take them on a hunt or two. That is, if it's OK with you.” I felt that it would serve the kids well to know how to hunt and remembered my own attempts when I was young and had no one to teach me.

	Emily didn't seem so sure and only said, “Well, we'll see. Oh, speaking of seeing things, I sent Janice and Tabitha in to change your sheets...they had questions.” Emily had a sly grin. “They wanted to know if you're a bed wetter.” Now, she was starting to giggle. “I checked and after a nice sniff, told them that no, you're not a bed wetter. They kept asking questions and wouldn't stop so I decided to tell them the truth. Now they know that the stain is cum....and kind of why it got there.”

	Now, she was almost laughing out loud. “Ah, just exactly did you tell them about why I came on the sheets Emily?”

	“Oh, the absolute truth! I said, 'girls, Dave got so sexually aroused by being naked with us pretty women that he didn't have a choice. He had to masturbate to relieve the pressure!' I think they were a bit flattered because they asked if that meant you think they are sexy and I told them that of course you did!” Now, she was laughing!

	“Yeah, you told them the truth alright. I didn't even think that they might be the ones to change the sheets though. I bet they thought it was gross.”

	Emily managed to get her laughing under control and said, “NO! They saw me smell the stain and then they had to smell it too. Neither one acted at all like it was yucky or gross at all. Interesting maybe but not gross. Don't worry about it Dave! It was just kind of funny to me. That's their very first experience with cum and it's just the way it happened that's so funny. In fact, instead of asking how often they 'have' to change your sheets, they wanted to know when the 'get' to change them again. They seemed a little disappointed that it wouldn't be every day! I guess that was more of what was funny to me.” She giggled a bit more then added, “Maybe you could need a little relief on Saturday morning. That way, it would still be nice and wet and fresh!” Emily busted up laughing again.

	I went to put up the rifle shaking my head. I could still hear Emily's snickers from the bedroom! I took a minute to try and analyze her mirth and attitude but could not really get a grip on it. Looking at the clock, I saw it was only about 2PM.

	Back in the kitchen, Emily was doing some cleaning so I told her I would take the tractor and other trailer to go feed a couple of bales of hay to each herd of cows. Still snickering a little, she agreed that would be good so off I went. Just as I headed out, Emily let me know that she would be picking up the kids at the bus stop soon.

	Feeding cattle is actually pretty relaxing even though there is real work involved. The hay bales were pretty darn large but I found that they had a little overhead lift in the barn that made moving the bales from the stacks to the trailer easier. It was a manual lift instead of electric but it still really helped a lot.

	This would be the first time I had fed these two herds on my own. With each one, I drove the tractor close enough so that most of the cows could see me then, using cutters to break the wire, I divided the bales up into sections and dropped each section several yards apart. At first, the cattle, seeing a stranger, stood off and studied me. Pretty soon, a couple of cows figured out what was happening and walked over to some of the hay and started to eat. That was more than enough to convince the rest and soon, the whole herd was gathered around enjoying a meal. Both bulls only gave me a cursory once over before ignoring me in favor of the hay. The feeding took me over two hours but also gave me time to find and check the water troughs and pipes feeding water into them from the springs they were tapped into.

	I drove up the the ranch buildings to the sound of small arms fire. All three kids had cans lined up on an old saw horse and were happily knocking them down. From what I could see, they all knew how to handle the little .22 rifles. John still needed to grow into his a bit but he was holding his own. Emily was watching from the porch.

	I put the trailer away and went to sit beside Emily and watch the kids' target practice. “Emily, looks to me like you got three little sharpshooters there.”

	She smile at me and said, “With the amount of ammo they go through, they better be able to hit what they shoot at! If it was up to them, they would shoot over a box of shells a day. They do have a lot of fun at it but that stuff can add up quick. I told them that they could each shoot 25 shots today. That's a box and a half.”

	“Well, shooting cans kind of invites a lot of shooting. If you decide to let me teach them a little more in the way of hunting, you'll find that they soon only go through a few shells each time the go out. It's a whole lot different when your focus is on finding game to shoot rather than just in the shooting itself.” I was kind of pushing the hunting thing I guess but I feel it can be a valuable thing and teaches respect for the wilderness, wildlife, and life itself.

	Again, Emily just said “We'll see.” We watched as the kids ran through their allotments of ammunition. When they were done, they leaned their rifles against the saw horse and picked up the cans, and even pieces of paper label that had been shot off, and put them in the 55 gallon drum they used as a trash incinerator then took their rifle into the house.

	Emily followed the kids inside but told me first, “Supper should be ready in about an hour. I have a roast going.”

	I decided to see if I could find out if Duke had actually manged to kill the chicken marauder the night before and walked out to the chicken pen. I started a slow search and Duke came trotting up to sniff around. Other than a couple of dried blood stains on the brush, I didn't find anything. Duke managed to jump and chase two jackrabbits and was totally pleased with his efforts even though he never came close to catching either one.

	When I entered the house, all three kids were sitting in front of the television on big cushions, naked. Emily saw my double take and said, “OH, on Friday nights, we watch movies. I always have the kids get bathed before supper and I get my bath after. We still have about another half hour before supper's ready so if you want to get your own bath now....” She left that hanging and I got the hint.

	I went to my room and saw that my dirty clothes had been washed, dried, and folded and were sitting on my bed. I put those away then stripped down and walked nude to the bathroom. Again, I ran a hot tub of water. I like a good hot soak.

	I had just settled in the tub and was really enjoying the relaxing heat of the water when Emily came in and sat on the edge of the tub. “I should have told you about our Friday routine! Fridays, and really the whole weekend, I try to let the kids relax and not do much more than the daily chores. In the evenings, I have them basically get ready for bed so they can watch the television until they get sleepy. I always bathe right after supper too and usually just join the kids. We don't normally bother to put anything on but I want you to do what you feel is right for you Dave.” 

	I wanted to make sure of things, “I would love to be nude for the evening with all of you but are you sure that my erection won't be a problem?”

	Emily patted my shoulder and as she got up to leave smiled and said, “Won't be a problem at all Dave! The girls may show some interest and may have a question or three but it certainly won't be a problem.”

	I stayed in the tub until the water began to turn cool then dried off and walked into the living room just as Emily was announcing that supper was ready. Though I had been a little soft when I walked into the room, the sight of the girls caused my cock to almost spring to full erection. The girls and I smiled at each other and all the kids and I walked in to the kitchen together pretty much openly studying each other.

	Emily's roast and veggies were perfect. We had a great, fairly relaxed, meal and chatted easily about the kids school, Dukes fight the night before, and the kids marksmanship. I tried not to look too long at either Janice or Tabitha at a time but both girls were so sweet looking that my eyes seemed drawn to them. For their part, both girls did their share of taking obvious looks at me and especially my hard cock.

	After supper, Emily told me to go relax and watch some television then told the kids to clean the kitchen while she took her bath.

	I turned on the evening news and actually managed to pay attention. The news was to the sports segment when, much to my relief, Emily was the first to enter the living room. Just as she said, she was nude and to my eyes, totally hot and beautiful. I admit it, I stared and watched her every step as she came to sit at the other end of the couch.

	Emily grinned and asked, “So, what ya watchin? Or did I make you forget what it was?” She pointed looked at my hard cock.

	I could NOT let that just pass! “Well, I think that before I was so blessedly distracted by a heavenly vision, it was some sort of news.” I grinned back at her and handed over the remote control.

	Emily just giggled and started looking through the television listings for movies. The kids all came in a few minutes later. After flashing smiles at me and their mom, and taking more very obvious looks toward my crotch again, the girls sat on their big cushions on the floor. Little John climbed up into his mom's lap.

	After a little discussion with the kids, Emily settled on an action drama. It was 'R' rated but only for a couple of mild make out scenes and minor female nudity. I can't remember now what the movie was but it did hold my attention for the most part. Every now and then, one or the other of the girls would look back and study my crotch then smile and turn back to the television. I would look over at Emily quite often. Some times she noticed and smiled, at other times, she was oblivious to my glances.

	Sometime into the second movie, again 'R' rated for some sort of nudity or semi-sexual content, I looked over to Emily and noticed that little John was sound asleep and that Emily was idly stroking his little cock. The girls still occasionally looked back at me but their mom's fondling of their brother didn't seem to elicit any interest. I had turned back to watch the movie when Emily got up to carry John to bed and then return.

	Between movies, Tabitha apparently couldn't contain a question. She turned around and looking at my hard cock asked, “Dave, does it hurt when it stays big like that?”

	I looked at Emily and she just gave me a questioning look. “Well, Tabitha, it doesn't exactly hurt. It can get a little uncomfortable sometimes but that's usually if it gets hard when I am wearing pants.”

	Janice had turned around too, “How come you don't just make it get small or soft or whatever it's supposed to be?”

	I was trying to come up with an explanation when Emily scooted over to sit right next to me, “Girls, it isn't that simple! Guys can't just decide that their cocks should not get hard, or if it does, get soft again. Whatever it is that is making it hard has to go away or they need to masturbate or have sex to get it soft again.” 

	That was a pretty good explanation as far as I was concerned, “Yeah, your mom's right. That pretty much describes it.”

	Both girls looked a little confused but it was Janice who asked, “What's making it hard now?”

	Emily threw and arm around my shoulder and said, “We are girls! You see, Dave just isn't used to being around naked girls and so, just being able to see us like this is so arousing to him that his poor cock stays hard. If we were all wearing clothes, then maybe Dave's cock would not be hard all the time.”

	Tabitha looked to me and said, “Dave, do you want us to go get dressed? We can if you need us to. It's no big deal.”

	Emily gave my shoulder a squeeze and grinning looked to see what I would say, “Ah, girls, no, I really don't want you to get dressed. I think I can put up with my cock being hard.” Hey, Emily used the word 'cock' so I figured it had to be OK.

	Emily jumped in, “Girls, Dave likes seeing us naked just as much as you like seeing him naked and probably for about the same reasons. Of course, I'm not helping poor Dave very much since I'm right here pressing myself against him.” She gave me one of those fake sympathy looks.

	Tabitha had another question, “Jan says it feels hard and soft at the same time. That don't make sense. How can it be both?”

	I noticed that somehow, both girls had managed to scoot their cushions quite close to the couch. Emily though, tried to seriously answer, “Well, girls, I guess the inside of it is really stiff but the flesh on the outside stays soft and flexible.”

	Janice said, “John's never gets hard and long like that. I mean, sometimes it feels stiff but it doesn't get like 'that'! And it never just gets hard cause he sees us naked only if we pet it a little.” This was my first clue that John sometimes gets fondled by his sisters as well as his mother.

	Before Emily could say anything Tabitha said, “It's not fair. Jan got to feel it last night. Dave can I feel it a little?”

	Now Emily jumped in right in, “Ah, girls, I don't mind if Dave doesn't but there's more you need to know about touching a man's cock. Especially touching a man's cock after he's been hard and aroused like Dave has for so long! You remember what I told you about the cum on Dave's sheets this morning? If you start handling Dave's cock, I bet it won't be very long before he shoots a load of cum and who ever is holding his cock at the time is going to get it all over them. Well, maybe not 'all over' but at least on her hand and probably on her belly and chest. If it's OK with Dave, and you want to take the chance of getting his cum on you, then it's OK with me. One more thing, before you even start, if Dave says it's OK for you girls to be touching his cock and you do that, then that means you are also saying it's OK for him to touch you any way he wants and any where he wants. That includes bottoms, boobs, and pussies!” Emily shot the girls a serious look.

	Janice said, “I don't mind if Dave wants to touch me. Dave, is it OK if we just try it a little?”

	“Girls, your mom is right about me cumming. I'm really, really, aroused and any touch could cause me to orgasm and my cum will shoot out and it could be messy.” I wanted them to be absolutely sure.

	Tabitha spoke up, “That's OK. We can just use a wash cloth and clean up if we don't like it. Who gets to go first?”

	Emily chose, “Since Jan sneaked a feel last night, Tabi, you scoot up here real close between Dave's knees and I'll try to teach you how to handle Dave's cock.” Emily looked for my approval. I could just shrug and nod.

	Tabitha moved up almost into my crotch and got onto her knees in front of me. Emily took over, “OK Tabi, wrap your hand gently around the bottom of it then point it toward your chest just in case. That way if Dave does cum, it won't go in your face or hair.”

	Little Tabitha did as her mother instructed and wrapped her tiny fingers around my cock. The feeling was pure heaven. After pointing it toward her little chest, she looked back to her mom for more direction. “That's good honey. Now, keep it pointed at your chest and slide your hand up to where it bulges out a  bit.” Tabitha started moving her hand up toward the head of my cock and that was all I could take. I began squirting my cum. The surprise caused Tabitha to stop in mid stroke but Emily reached over and with her hand over her daughter's, started stroking to milk all my cum out.

	I had thrown my head back and as I recovered and looked back down, first I saw Emily use her finger to wipe the last drop of cum off the tip of my cock and suck that off her finger. Then, I saw that Tabitha was studying her cum covered chest. She stuck a finger into some of it and brought that up to her nose. Emily reached in and wiped a finger through a bunch of cum and popped it into her mouth to suck it off. Tabitha had noticed so she put her own finger into her mouth and tasted it before dipping back for another taste. Janice was a little awe struck but after seeing her mother and little sister trying tastes of my cum, reached over and using a finger wiped some off her sister's nipple and popped it into her mouth.

	I watched, entranced, as Emily and her little girls all used their fingers to dip into and then consume the cum I had squirted all over Tabitha's little chest. Each of them kept on, with just slightly differing degrees of enthusiasm, until all that was left was a few slick spots on little Tabitha.

	When there was no more cum to get, Emily smiled big and asked, “Well, girls, how did you like your very first taste of cum?”

	Tabitha was first to answer, “It tastes salty but the good kind of salty. WOW, Dave your cum is hot when it comes out! How come your cock's still hard though? Wasn't that supposed to make it soft?”

	Emily jumped in, “Well, maybe it could take more than just one like that for poor Dave's cock to relax girls. Sometimes when a man has so many naked girls around, one time just won't do the job.”

	That was Janice's cue, “Move Tabi, it's my turn. Mom, I liked the taste of Dave's cum. Dave, is it OK if I help you cum on me like you did Tabi?”

	All I could do was give a stupid smile and nod! Emily giggled then said, “Alright Jan, get in here where Tabi was. You may have more work to do though and I'll show you what to do. Tabi, you watch honey since you really didn't get much time to learn.”

	Again, I watched as Janice got on her knees between my legs and wrapped her hand around the base of my cock. Emily reached over and helped her daughter get the right grip and show her how to jack me off. Janice smiled up at me as she stroked slowly up and down. As Emily said, “Just keep doing that Jan.” she took my hand and placed it on her daughter's little breast.

	Janice grinned as she jacked and I fondled her tiny breast and nipples and as she kept stroking slowly. With no protest, I started moving my hand toward Janice's little bald pussy. My arousal level was skyrocketing and just as I touched the girl's vulva, I started to explode. I froze in place, leaning over the girl, as I emptied my load onto her.

	When my orgasm was over, I leaned back and again watched as Emily and her daughter's partook of the cum on Janice's chest. It was a very erotic sight but after cumming twice in less than ten minutes, my cock did slightly deflate and lay flat between my legs. Emily leaned over and kissed the remaining drop of cum off the head.

	When all the cum was mostly gone, Emily said, “Girls, I think that's enough for tonight. Remember though, now that the door is open and Dave has let you start to touch him, that means you gave permission for him to touch you any place on your body and just about any time he wants. I touched him too so he knows he has the same permission with me too so don't be surprised if you see Dave touching me or your sister or if he just caresses some part of your own body just because he wants to.”

	Janice gave her mom a look, “Shoot Mom, if Dave wants to touch, he can! Heck, John doesn't have to ask so why should Dave?” Another clue to the extent of family caressing.

	Tabitha wanted to be clear, “Yeah, me too but does that mean that we can do that some more any time we want Dave?”

	“I'll make a deal girls, if I'm naked, then yes you can touch all you like. I'll tell you if I need you to stop or do your touching differently.” I really wanted their little hands, and their mom's hands, all over my body all the time.

	“OK girls, time for bed. Give Dave a big hug and kiss then go get some sleep.” Emily was smiling affectionately at her daughters as each one did come up, hug me tight and stay that way as I caressed their bottoms for a few seconds then after a little girl kiss headed off to bed.

	Emily snuggled up to me and took my arm and draping over her shoulder, placed my hand on her little breast. “You OK Dave? I kind of got carried away I think but I'm sure it was good for the girls and well, I kind of wanted to get a little taste of your cum. It's been a long long time and I've been missing it more since you got here.”

	I put my hand to roaming Emily's breasts and nipple then said, “Yeah! I'm more than OK. It was really unexpected but I'm very very happy you wanted the girls to do that. I just want you to know, even though you and the girls say I can do all the touching I want, I'm not just gonna touch them any old time and in any old way.”

	Emily pulled my hand from her breast, kissed the palm then put it back where it was. “Dave, I was totally serious and I think the girls would love it if you did touch them just for the fun of it. I always liked it and I sure hope you at least take all sorts of opportunities to touch me! Trust me, I won't protest!”

	I pulled Emily around so she was laying face up in my lap and planted a deep, passionate, kiss on her lips then traveled to her throat, down to suckle each nipple the reversed the path to end with another passionate kiss on her lips.

	With my hand now traveling all over Emily's chest and belly, she smiled up at me, “Yeah, just like that! Any time you like. Well, any time we're not in public that is.” Then, still smiling, she turned on her side and took my hardening cock and slipped it smoothly between her lips.

	Emily sucked the head of my cock, letting it get super hard, for a little then slipped it back out of her mouth so she could look up at me and say, “Dave, I don't give 'porn star' blow jobs. Is it OK if I just suck and lick the head while stroking you?” I answered, “Oh Emily, that's actually the kind I like best. Nice and relaxed honey.”

	Emily went back to her very gentle but oh so wonderful suckling of my cock and I put my hands to work getting to know her body. Actually, only my left hand was roaming her body while I stroked her hair and cheeks with my right hand. Emily's small 'A' cup breasts and pencil eraser nipples were a delight to caress and gently squeeze. I could just reach her mound and ran my hand down there. She had the smoothest shave of any woman I had ever felt. I stretched a bit to dip a finger barely into her pussy lips. She was very wet and I made sure my slippery finger crossed her clit on the way back to fondle her breasts some more.

	Soon, I had leaned over so I could get all my fingers wet with Emily's pussy lubricant and was concentrating on her clit. I could feel that my own orgasm was rapidly building and I worked faster on and around Emily's clit. Her moaning around my cock had a great vibration. As she started to moan constantly through her orgasm, I went over the top and started to squirt into her mouth. Emily kept suckling for each squirt and I kept rubbing her clit until I felt her slump.

	After Emily and my own orgasms had stopped, I gently massed her pussy lips while she continued to suckle my softening cock. I heard a slight noise and looked up to see motion at the door into the hall. Emily gave my, now flaccid, cock a last good suckle then sat up to kiss me.

	When we broke the kiss, Emily smiled at me and asked, “Did you see them?” So, I wasn't imagining things, “I think so but all I saw was movement after we came.”

	“Both my girls watched at the door the whole time. I'm sure I'll have more questions to answer for in the morning. They knew I saw them too. How about we go tuck them in and crawl into bed together?”

	“Emily, that sounds like a great idea. I kind of want to get my face into that great smooth shaved pussy of yours!” I just couldn't find any other way to say it.

	Getting up to head for the girls' room, Emily said, “OH, I don't shave. Never even grew a single pube or under arm hair...ever!”

	The girls were awake. They didn't even try pretending to be asleep. I followed Emily and she kissed Janice first and when she moved over to kiss Tabitha, I kiss Janice lightly and roamed my hand all over he front including a little pass across her vulva then gave each of her nipples a slight suckle. Her only reaction other than a big smile was a sharp intake of breath at my nipple suckling.

	I did the same with Tabitha, who spread her little legs to give me better access, and she too seemed to enjoy the attention. Emily and I said “Good night” to the girls and went to her bed.


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